>>3905887

An Abnormal is a person who carries tremendous amounts of natural talent and innate ability. In comparison to a special, the Abnormal easily overwhelm them with their natural capabilities, thus dubbing them superhuman. This overwhelming aspect of themselves often manifests itself as a special power or skill named an Abnormality. Each abnormality differs from person to person but one unified truth is that those who carry Abnormalities are often feared and isolated by those unable to stand beside them as equals. Therefore, one often finds themselves seeking other abnormalities either subconsciously or willingly depending on their intent.

Perhaps even more chaotic than an Abnormal is the Minus. Minuses are the polar opposite of an Abnormality despite their similarities. They are people who's innate ability has far exceeded the realms of a regular Abnormality. Unlike with regular Abnormalities, these individuals are further warped by their extraordinary power. A minus typically has little to no control over their powers, causing them to suffer extraordinary amounts of trauma as their minds deteriorate to a degree. These warped individuals are notoriously dangerous with the worst being those who completely lack any semblance of empathy or responsibility. Like abnormalities, they often stick to themselves, collaborate with other minuses or clash with abnormalities to prove their sense of self although far warped compared to a typical abnormal.

Although these three types are the most prominent in the world, especially in Hakoniwa, some special individuals don’t fall into the three primary classes. Despite this, they still operate on a level that is far beyond that of a regular person, carrying their form of supernatural abilities. Currently, these individuals are unknown, but like a natural disaster, sooner or later they’ll make themselves known. But that’s a topic for another time.

“And to be frank...I’m getting rather bored explaining to you stuff that you undoubtedly already know.” A feminine voice broke through that infinite blackness that once claimed your sense of self. It was a soft if not angelic tone carrying countless wisdom and maturity. Yet its tone was that of a rather laid-back cheerful girl, no older than yourself.

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>>3905891

As you open your eyes you find yourself currently sitting next to a desk surrounded by empty desks. From what you can tell you were in a classroom styled like your old middle school. Talk about bad luck considering you just graduated from that prep school and was heading to Hakoniwa Academy. Darting your eyes to try and figure out what was going on, your attention soon turned directly towards the teacher’s table. On top of the table appeared to be a radiant beauty without equal. It was a very pretty brunette woman, staring at you rather closely with her crimson eyes. Unfortunately, you were rather speechless to say anything.

Although she didn’t speak, just from her look alone already told you what she’d say to you in response. What’s wrong? Am I so beautiful that you’ve no words to say? Just thinking that as a response would make you feel humiliated in front of this mysterious woman. Thus, you continue to not utter a single response as she finally breaks the cycle of silence yet again.

“It's time for you to decide. Do you want to be the hero of this story? Or perhaps the villain? Maybe you’re the indecisive type and don’t want your morality to be labeled so simply. That or you’re an edgelord who wants to be that Anti-hero Grey instead? Whatever you want to be matters not to me. That being said, it would be best for us if you have your shit together before entering to the spotlight.” The mysterious woman said, twirling her finger while keeping her eyes closed. Mysterious and cryptic, already you can tell you’re in for one hell of migrate once you wake up from this...dream? Hallucination? Brush with death? You weren’t sure how you ended up like this at the moment.

Turning her head back to your direction, you find yourself staring deep into her half-opened crimson eyes again. “So let’s start at the beginning? What’s your mentality?”

>Abnormal
>Minus
>Special
>Regular [Hard Mode]
>To hell with your labels, I stand above all [Wild Card]

>>3905899
>Abnormal
Let's see where this rolls.

>>3905899
>>To hell with your labels, I stand above all [Wild Card]

>>3905899
>To hell with your labels, I stand above all [Wild Card]
Let's see how fresh this option is.

>Regular [Hard Mode]

>>3905899
>To hell with your labels, I stand above all [Wild Card]
Interesting.

>>3905899
>Abnormal

>>3905901
>>3905904
>>3905927

Alright we're going for the FRESHMAKER approach. Writing

Well this is an interesting quest. Let's see if we sink or swim

>>3905951

Without a shred of hesitation, you find yourself lifting the desk and flipping it in a perfect 360 spin out of frustration. The table for some reason was able to keep itself high in the air through the force of your mighty spin. The Mysterious woman could only look at your action with sudden shock and mild confusion from a simple question. But that was the problem, it was simple, far too simple for someone like you to let it slide and comply. Briefly catching the mysterious woman off guard with your antics you puff up your chest and prepare for a loud rant.

“Listen here and listen well! Things like specials, abnormality, minus and everything in between don’t apply to me at all! I’m not some no-name extra who’s defined solely by their quirk or appearance. Don’t be looking at it so superficially you buxom dream girl! So I’d like it if you show me with a little more respect here.” After saying that you fold your arms in a proud standoff before slamming your foot on the spinning desk. Dramatically it lands properly on its legs and remained in the upright position. As if it had never once left its spot.

Seeing such hot-blooded passion mixed with steadfast determination was quite a refreshing feeling for the woman. If it wasn’t for your shift in mood you’d probably be able to notice the subtle smile forming on her pale face. That smile smoothly transition into a puffed-up cackle before eventually into sheer laughter. To say she was flabbergasted was an understatement although from your eyes it looks like she was making fun of you. It’ll only take a couple minutes of deep laughing before any semblance of her once mature and easy-going demeanor would return.

“Are you laughing at me?!” You called, getting a bit irritated at the disrespect.

“Ah, sorry about that. I just never thought in my wildest imagination ...that I’d meet another candidate to become a Not Equal. Or even what I been seeking most…” She replied softly, breaking up the laughter and wiping a tear from her eye as she thinks back to meeting a certain individual in the hospital when they were just a child. Soon another image flashed back far back in a time where samurais and monks among other things were the norm. Standing on top of thousands of defeated men was a single man, his back turned to the world as the only noticeable trait aside from his robust body was his demonic like spiky hair and horns.

>>3906025

A memory that soon went away as the woman slowly turns her attention back to you. “Before I get caught up by nostalgia and start rambling, let’s focus back on your endeavors” As she says this you briefly gave her a shuffled before attempting to settle down and let her continue.

“Let’s see. You were born with a powerful ability, not unlike those of shonen protagonists. Though with your attitude and actions, you might be a deconstruction of that tired old archetype. Of course, that also comes with its own. Either way, you have my interest,“ A soft smile formed on the woman’s lips, closing her eyes as she gave a cheerful approval to you. You couldn’t help but look smug about it but still attempt to keep some semblance of coolness to yourself.

“The look on your face tells me. Are you sure you’re alright or just too dazed by my presence to think straight?” “Well whatever it is, I’ll be happy to stroke your ego and tell you about your own power”

>Maximum Overdrive, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. Akin to a natural phenomena, it fills you to the brim with the essence of life itself. Constantly accumulating and stockpiling over time, has aided you in a wide assortment of capabilities including supercharging one’s capabilities far beyond what they are normally capable of including yourself. For better or worse, the output can redefine everything.

>Climatic Hour, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. Dancing with the reaper constantly, you’re often pushed to the brink between life and death yet somehow surviving every time. Although it grants many advantages to compensate for its grueling requirement, the most noteworthy effect lies with manipulating the lethality of all things and how the danger(s) influences you depending on the pendulum swing.

>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field.

>Parasite Seeing (True), An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. Through some unforeseen force, you were blessed with the ability of true understanding and empathy. So long as your thoughts are on a target, any target including yourself, you can perceive everything and analyze every aspect of them. Becoming a living doppelganger you can achieve anything they are naturally able to do without issue although temporarily so long as the ability is active.

>An Amalgamation of the above although weaker

>Other [write-in]

>>3906031

A word of warning, given the nature of the source material, it's also a satire of Shonen with some meta-humor. So don't be too surprised or upset if comments like this happen, especially with this girl.

Also each of the abilities are a generalization of certain shonen protag archetype, the most prominate is the big three.

>>3906031
>Climatic Hour, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. Dancing with the reaper constantly, you’re often pushed to the brink between life and death yet somehow surviving every time. Although it grants many advantages to compensate for its grueling requirement, the most noteworthy effect lies with manipulating the lethality of all things and how the danger(s) influences you depending on the pendulum swing.

Dance with the Reaper on the cold cell block.

>>3906031
>>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lsn2tT5yTc

>>3906031

>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field.

>A Medaka Quest
I look forward to the nonsensical bullshit that you have to throw at us QM.

>>3906036
Also, superior version coming through.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUw7aiU50ko

>>3906031
>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field.

>>3906031
>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field
The ultimate lifeform.

>>3906031
>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field.
BABY NOW YOU FEEL LIKE NUMBER ONE

>>3906031
>Number One, An unusual ability that is treated as both an Abnormality and a Minus simultaneously. You aren’t sure how but whenever you face an ordeal, challenge or something that motivates you, it somehow triggers your growth rate to astronomical levels to adapt, develop, and transcend to a higher state of being regardless of standing or opposition. Almost as if your body is constantly creating countermeasures and/or upgrading you to the next level to reach an even playing field.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rT0WpdrCJYE

>Number One
I'm ok with this, we deserve the top.

>>3906038
He's gonna have to come up with bullshit to throw at us with Number One as our foundation.
xD

>>3906036
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>>3906625

People supporting the Bleach option, I can dig it.

>>3906625
>>3906038

It's medaka box, if I don't commit to making up the most bullshit of nonsensical ordeals then clearly something is horribly wrong with me. It's like jojo, you just have to roll with it.

Anyway writing.

>>3906672

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVB3rvU4EeY

Just the mysterious woman foretold you listen closely to the summary of your special power. Naturally, there wasn’t anyone who didn’t know your ability better than yourself. Yet you held a certain fondness when someone else proclaimed your phenomenal capability. Once again it highlighted you as someone far beyond the role of an extra or supporting character. Much like the name suggests, you were the one who stands above all, shining brighter than anyone. So you were quite happy hearing her talk about how awesome you are. As if you wouldn’t settle for anything else.

“And thus concludes our tutorial with Number One. Pretty surprising that you would pick something like that to identify yourself with. With how that series ended I figured many would still be salty over it. But once again you manage to rise above my expectations and dash them to the wind.”

“I don’t settle for anything less. Now that you undressed my “talents” I think you should skip the formalities and tell me who you are and why am I in a place like this? I’m a busy person after all.” You proclaimed, folding your arms while staring intensely at the mysterious woman. Your invisible aura lid up, becoming visible to those around as it went off like wildfire. If she needed any more proof that you were a “protagonist” then you’d be happy to show her just that.

“Now, now don’t be like that. After all, we’re going to be working together from now on. So we should be on much friendlier terms” She smiled, pulling out a fan to essentially “fan the flames” as she coddles you while having a small hint of condescendence.

After seeing you calmed down if only somewhat, she begins to tap her index finger on her lips. Taking a convincing thinking expression, she slowly crosses her legs and tilts her head upwards. “I believe that I was called Ajimu Najimi when I was alive but you can call me Anshin'in. A pleasure to meet you, Hero.“

Slowly you nod to her, accepting her warm greeting. However, something about her name started to bug you. For some reason, that name sounds familiar to you, almost as if this wasn’t the first time you met this mysterious entity. As you try to think you feel something fuzzy clouding your mind. The answers were there but something was keeping you from remembering. Relentlessly struggling against this you soon find yourself forming steam out of your head from overclocking. No matter how hard you tried you couldn’t find yourself able to pierce the fog and uncover the answers you seek.

>>3906782

“Ah ah ah, don’t even think about trying to fish your memories for any connections with yours truly. You won’t be able to access any of those clues in your current state. And even if you could, you’ll just forget about it when you return to the physical plane.”Aijimu smiled, waggling her finger at you to warn you not to dig any deeper. Normally you would feel compelled to look even harder, like a kid trying to find their Christmas presents. But for some reason, you feel complied to do as she asked.

“Now let’s go back to talking about you. We know what defines you, but who exactly are you? Your last name is Hakuma and there’s a lot to pack from according to your family ties. But we’re not here to talk about your family origins, we’re here to talk about you.” She asked, swiftly closing her fan before pointing back you as the memories start flooding in.
>Who is the person behind Number One?

> Kenichi, a fifteen-year-old boy with a notorious rebellious streak. Coming from Hakobune Middle School you were a former delinquent that conquered over a hundred middle schools. Aside from a single individual, you were essentially undefeatable in Hakobune Middle School as you ruled with a proud, noble fist. Despite your punkish demeanor the teachers and faculty liked you due to your consistently high grades and school attendance. The only people that stood against you were the Student Council but there were numerous times you came to work with your rivals. A true jerk with a heart of gold.

>Haruka, a fifteen-year-old girl hailing from a long line of nobility. Although a transfer student from Suisou Academy, you were previously a member of the student council in Hakobune Middle School. You were the perfect student, a true queen without a rival. You easily rose through the ranks and were set to have multiple connections as a rising idol by night and Star Student in the day. Through reasons unknown the Suisou Academy was shut down, thus forcing you to take a direct invitation from the chairman himself to come to Hakoniwa Academy.

>>3906787
>Kenichi, a fifteen-year-old boy with a notorious rebellious streak. Coming from Hakobune Middle School you were a former delinquent that conquered over a hundred middle schools. Aside from a single individual, you were essentially undefeatable in Hakobune Middle School as you ruled with a proud, noble fist. Despite your punkish demeanor the teachers and faculty liked you due to your consistently high grades and school attendance. The only people that stood against you were the Student Council but there were numerous times you came to work with your rivals. A true jerk with a heart of gold.
MAXIMUM ICHIGO

>>3906787
>Kenichi
H O T B L O O D E D Y O U T H

>>3906787

>Shiki, a sixteen-year-old boy shrouded in mystery. Born without anything, you rose to the top carrying the presence and will of a king. Although homeschooled from the majority of your life, your teaching was world-class as you traveled throughout the world. All with the intent of learning everything you can to become the one true king of the world. Recommended by your benefactor you set out to Hakoniwa Academy to polish yourself further. In your first try, you received the highest scores on the entrance exam in Hakoniwa academy’s history since the Magician himself. During your first year, you spent your time under the care of the Rule Enforcers.

>Reika, a sixteen-year-old girl who is hailed as a natural-born genius. Adopted into a notorious family you spent your life constantly meeting the expectations of your adopted family. Although treated as a prized child, you isolate yourself from your family. Making your fortune and fame through your efforts, you constantly climbed the world ladder as a child detective. Considered as the second coming of Sherlock Holmes, you were frequently requested to solve the world’s most notorious crimes. Despite graduating from high school at the age of 10, you were still recommended by the chairman to come to Hakoniwa Academy for special reasons.

>Hotaru, an androgynous individual with no replication of their origin before the age of six. For the most part, you lived a rather simple life otherwise. You became a living embodiment of hard work and perseverance as you did the impossible and got into Hakoniwa Academy. Though your life wasn't an easy one, you managed to retain a normal life despite everything about your origins lost to you after a traumatic event. That is until just one day where you awoke to your Abnormality.

>>3906793
>>Shiki, a sixteen-year-old boy shrouded in mystery. Born without anything, you rose to the top carrying the presence and will of a king. Although homeschooled from the majority of your life, your teaching was world-class as you traveled throughout the world. All with the intent of learning everything you can to become the one true king of the world. Recommended by your benefactor you set out to Hakoniwa Academy to polish yourself further. In your first try, you received the highest scores on the entrance exam in Hakoniwa academy’s history since the Magician himself. During your first year, you spent your time under the care of the Rule Enforcers.

>>3906787
> Kenichi, a fifteen-year-old boy with a notorious rebellious streak. Coming from Hakobune Middle School you were a former delinquent that conquered over a hundred middle schools. Aside from a single individual, you were essentially undefeatable in Hakobune Middle School as you ruled with a proud, noble fist. Despite your punkish demeanor the teachers and faculty liked you due to your consistently high grades and school attendance. The only people that stood against you were the Student Council but there were numerous times you came to work with your rivals. A true jerk with a heart of gold.

>>3906787
>Haruka

>>3906793
>Shiki, a sixteen-year-old boy shrouded in mystery. Born without anything, you rose to the top carrying the presence and will of a king. Although homeschooled from the majority of your life, your teaching was world-class as you traveled throughout the world. All with the intent of learning everything you can to become the one true king of the world. Recommended by your benefactor you set out to Hakoniwa Academy to polish yourself further. In your first try, you received the highest scores on the entrance exam in Hakoniwa academy’s history since the Magician himself. During your first year, you spent your time under the care of the Rule Enforcers.

>>3906793
>Shiki, a sixteen-year-old boy shrouded in mystery.

>>3906787
> Kenichi, a fifteen-year-old boy with a notorious rebellious streak. Coming from Hakobune Middle School you were a former delinquent that conquered over a hundred middle schools. Aside from a single individual, you were essentially undefeatable in Hakobune Middle School as you ruled with a proud, noble fist. Despite your punkish demeanor the teachers and faculty liked you due to your consistently high grades and school attendance. The only people that stood against you were the Student Council but there were numerous times you came to work with your rivals. A true jerk with a heart of gold.
Ain't nothing but the top for us. We can only escalate.

>>3906793
Hotaru for maximum plotline fuckery

>>3906787
> Kenichi, a fifteen-year-old boy with a notorious rebellious streak. Coming from Hakobune Middle School you were a former delinquent that conquered over a hundred middle schools. Aside from a single individual, you were essentially undefeatable in Hakobune Middle School as you ruled with a proud, noble fist. Despite your punkish demeanor the teachers and faculty liked you due to your consistently high grades and school attendance. The only people that stood against you were the Student Council but there were numerous times you came to work with your rivals. A true jerk with a heart of gold.

>>3906790
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>>3906878

Sorry, Zenkichi but you been replaced by number one. Though got to say, given the typical track record, I though that a lot of people would push for Parallel Medaka. Anyway, writing

>>3906883
>>3906885
I’ve come to bargain

>>3906904

I'm listening

>>3906920
give us the gold or your dog gets it

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>>3906885

“Keichi Hakumasa, otherwise nicknamed Ichiro or Haku, with the girls however it’s Ken-chan. A fifteen-year-old bancho who’s supposedly turning a new leaf. Not many people can say they were once the White Tiger, one of the Four Heavenly Kings in Hakoniwa. To put it short, you have quite the notorious reputation.” Aijimu said, pulling out a book with some reading glasses as she perfectly documents your life story.

Well, she wasn’t wrong about being a notorious delinquent. Although part of you settle on turning a new leaf was to get away from all that unwanted attention and baggage. After all, you promised your mother that your high school life at Hakoniwa Academy was going to be different. The strongest of Banchous couldn’t compare to your mother when she was angry. As for your father, he was usually working abroad as an archeologist, unlike your mom who's a doctor so he didn’t meddle with your way of life. Granted, that was as long as you remembered the manly code.

Of course, there was another, more important reason than just being a good son. Throughout your years of fighting delinquents and punks to protect your home town, you honestly felt rather bored of it. Fighting thugs was child’s play and you weren’t getting any real stronger. The fact you can take down fully grown adults easily made you a monster to the other delinquents. Though it still didn’t stop them from flocking like flies trying to pay you back. Still, you took them on no matter what tricks or setup they had in store. Even so, you were done with that part of your life.

Well, there was one more reason for your sudden requirement. Unfortunately, like with trying to remember why Aijimu’s name is so important to you, you couldn’t figure out who it was. You could vaguely recall having one hell of a fight from a certain individual. But for the likes of you, you couldn’t exactly remember his face or anything relating to him. The only signs of that fated encounter was the experience you accumulated battling with such an important individual. Even if your mind could not remember, it was your body that kept the memories close to this day.

“Now that we know the basics of your life or as much as I care to summarize for you. We can talk about the reason why you’re here. Starting with this girl?” Slowly pulling out a photograph from her chest, Aijimu shows you what appears to be a young girl. A rather buxom blue-haired girl with twin tails currently standing victorious with a flag. One glance alone was enough to tell you who this person is.


>Who is Medaka Kurokami to you?

>She’s my childhood friend, we have a close bond but it’s more like siblings/partners
>She’s my eternal rival, the one person who I can never win against...yet.
>She’s someone close to me, but I feel like you’re even closer Aijima
>She’s a royal pain in my butt. And I’m just an unfortunate bystander to her hijinks
>Other [write-in]

>>3906934
>Other [write-in]
"That blue hair, the look in her eyes, that face--! Wait, no, I don't know her after all."

>>3906934
>She’s my eternal rival, the one person who I can never win against...yet.

>>3906934
>>She’s my childhood friend, we have a close bond but it’s more like siblings/partners
...
Who's that disgruntled looking blonde boy in the back?

>>3906948

Zenkichi unless that was a in character comment

>>3906934
>She’s a royal pain in my butt. And I’m just an unfortunate bystander to her hijinks

>>3906952
It was.

>>3906938
>>3906939
>>3906948
>>3906954
Seems like we'll need a tiebreaker.

>>3906938
Voting for this

>>3906934
somehow I missed the
>She’s someone close to me, but I feel like you’re even closer Aijimu
So I'll switch to that.
Won't make much difference though.

>>3906970
The opportunity will arise again anon

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So which club should Kenichi join? Maybe Judo club?

>>3906938
>>3906970

Looks like I'll be doing these two unless I get a tie-breaker breaker.

>>3906938
Tie breakeru

>>3907115

Ignore that, I'm a dumb dumb. I missed a vote. Writing shortly.

are [styles] coming up later? I always liked those even if I couldn't keep up with misconversion and kanji

>>3907142
>>3907142

Of course, styles are coming up later. Wordplay is too good to pass up, it's just right now I want to focus on the big three for the start.

>>3907156
okay

>>3906938

Looking deeply at the picture, you begin to recall the blue-haired woman. Slowly it was coming to you who exactly what she is, and more importantly what her relationship with you. You felt a strong compulsion to d’oh slap yourself on the head on nearly forgetting something so simple. However, your eyes catch Aijimu looking at you with rising curiosity. Almost as if she was mentally documenting your expression to gauge the importance of this particular individual. That or she was expecting you to give in to your hormones and lust over that body. It was hard to say.

Breaking up the suffocating tension with a cough, you proceed to grab the picture to get a closer look. You also gave a stern look signifying that you aren't that kind of person. “That blue hair, the look in her eyes, that face--! Wait, no, I don't know her after all."

“Hmmm” Aijimu mused, leaning closer to get a better look on your face. Right now you were trying to pretend you don’t know her, making a rather convincing poker face. Still, easier said than done. It was like trying to deceive a watchful owl,

“Well ignoring that for now, this is Medaka Kurokami. She’s a freshman in Hakoniwa Academy and through her charisma and talent has managed to achieve for the first time in a long time to get elected as student council president. There’s more to her than meets the eye but for now, I want to devise your attention specifically to the fact that she’s shining brighter than you.” Aijimu said, giving off a subtle hint of condescendence in her tone. She was pushing your buttons while keeping her hand hidden.

Hearing her bring that low blow was enough to form cracks on your poker face. Some part of you knew that this was a ruse but damn was she good at ruffling your feathers. “...Excuse me?”

“Well you two are both from the same class and yet for someone who claimed to be number one, you’re good at being second fiddle instead of the protagonist of this story. So I just need to confirm whether or not you’re committing to the role. After all, if we’re to be beneficial partners then I need someone who can fulfill the role of the main protagonist.“ Aijimu shrugged, keeping her smile as she turns her back at you. Anger was starting to take over reason.

>Prove your commitment by declaring to defeat Medaka and take your rightful spot.
>Continue your poker face by being indecisive and needing something to help push the scales to her favor
>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around
>Request some time to think this over and come back to her at a later date with an answer.
>Other [write-in]

>>3907279
>Prove your commitment by declaring to defeat Medaka and take your rightful spot.

>>3907279
>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around

Let's poke the bear and see where it goes. We aren't the king of delinquents for nothing.

>>3907279
>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around

>>3907279
>Prove your commitment by declaring to defeat Medaka and take your rightful spot.
Nothing wrong with doing both honestly.

>>3907279
>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around

>>3907279
>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around

>>3907279
>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around
Medaka's number one? Good on her, maybe we'll get someone worth while to challenge. Not really worth getting angry over. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I think our pride as Number One is more like Escanor from the 7 Deadly Sins

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>>3907303
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>>3908026

Looks like I got a decision, writing isoon

>Taunt Aijimu by pointing out that she needs you, not the other way around

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I can't believe OP is dead.

>>3908871

Stop exaggerated my demise, I was regaining stamina after a long day. Though I do apologize for passing out ad not finishing on what I started >>3908250

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Oh before I forget, here is our NOT Escanor Kurosaki protagonist.

>>3908944
Thanks doc.

>>3908934
Hey as long you come back eventually.

>>3909035

Actually I'm almost done with writing the reply. I'm just getting the right music for this confrontation between Keichi and Ajimu.

Only someone who can call themselves a true protagonist would pick a standoff with the author's stand in/self-insert.

>>3909041
Who you think is running this shit son, we are NUMBER ONE

>>3909041
>>3909041
don't really see it as her after all she made it a point not to fight medaka then again kenchi isn't exactly medaka

>>3908250
>>3908488

Anger was swelling inside you or so it would seem at first glance. In truth, you weren’t particularly angry at Ajimu second-guessing your legitimacy over being the main protagonist of this story. No, no. What you were feeling was far more dignified than mere jealousy or anger. Medaka Kurokami was someone that’s deeply connected to your destiny as fate has foretold. What destiny is matters not for you? Instead, your attention was solely focused on Ajimu.

“Hm? What’s wrong? Don’t tell me that I struck a nerve by attacking your ego like that.” Ajimu asked, briefly blinking at the rampant trembling coming from your body before a sudden stop. It piqued her curiosity, to say the least as she wasn’t feeling anything from you.

“Angry? Is that how you perceive what I am feeling right now? How presumptuous of you to assume that.” You said, taking a deep breath to reaffirm your feelings. Your sky blue eyes were currently covered by the bangs of hair. Giving you a rather ominous feeling as you shift your gaze onto Ajimu. “What I’m feeling right now is pity for you.”

“Pitty? And why exactly would you be pitting me?”Ajimu blinked, taken slightly off shock before masking it with a closed eye smile at your feelings.

“Yes, pity over the fact you’d think I’m someone of a lesser being to get riled up by Medaka Kurokami. Saying ridiculous things like losing my spot as the main protagonist just because I didn’t choose to run for student council president. ” You explained, folding your arms together as you shift your eyes to look at the ceiling. In your eyes, you were seeing the entirety of the infinite realm of space itself. At the center of that infinity was the rising sun, shining brighter than any star.

Slowly you formed a smile before sending a rather intimidating presence around your surroundings. “I am the one who stands above all. Why would I feel petty things like jealousy or anger over something so trivial? If anything, I can only commend Medaka for achieving such a goal. For someone to be my adversary, they’ll need to at least be that of student council president. Anything less would be an insult to the people that I defeated, much less an insult to myself.”

“My, such a prideful man you are. So what you’re saying that you only let Medaka take the spotlight to put yourself as the underdog and still claim victory despite the odds? You’re becoming more and more interesting by the second Ken-chan.” Ajimu smiled.

>>3909074

“Correct, I am a prideful man. Much like the lion that rules over the pride lands, it is in my nature to be number one. Regardless of what handicaps or stipulations I place upon myself, in the end, I’ll still win in the end. Victory incarnation is my mantle, my veil, my symbol.” With that, you slowly start to rise from the desk to look at Ajimu straight at the eye with a confident smile. That glowing blue hue intensifies as its no longer covered by your strawberry blond hair, though it was more orange than blond. “That said, you’re being quite sloppy Ms. Ajimu. I didn’t think it would be in your best interest to reveal the current state that you’re in.”


As you say those words, Ajimu’s closed eyes would open ever so slightly at your implication. Continuing to keep her charade even now, she kept up a soft smile and resume closing her eyes. Her legs crossed together to keep her modest charm. Placing her hands against her knee, she remained stationary on the desk while waiting for an answer. In her mind, she believed that this was a mere bluff but she was willing to hear you out. Another test to see rather or not she made the right choice in picking you.

“From my perspective, it seems like you need more far more than I need you. If that wasn’t the cause then you’ve taken care of this Medaka Kurokami yourself. The dead cannot interfere with the world of the living. So I can only assume that this classroom I am in is some sort of purgatory or spatial realm residing in my soul.” Slowly you dart your eyes looking around the classroom, your left hand resting against the wood of the desk. It was all so real but somehow you managed to analyze in such a short time that where you’re standing is not a dream. Just your Number one kicking itself to top gear to solve the issue. “Either that or you’re using such a convenient excuse not to fight her yourself cause you know you can’t beat her yourself.”

“...Are you sure you want to say those words to me? I thought you were someone that I...don't need to be lectured on choosing your words carefully.” Ajimu smiled, this time slowly removing her hands against her knee to rest against the desk. Even now she remained to hold on to her image of the sweet, upperclassmen that present herself before you. But small cracks were forming on the facade.

“Do not be mistaken Ms. Ajimu. I am not here to pick a fight with you, despite knowing the fact that I’ll win in the end against yourself in this current state. I merely want to remind you where you stand ...”You said, remembering to be polite while addressing to your senior. That said, there was a hint of condescending in your tone as you begin to walk towards Ajimu until you stood right in front of her. “...Beneath me, right down to staring at my chest like a starstruck fan.”

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>>3909113

At that point, the facade was shattering, right at the point of hearing your boastful taunt. Slowly those crimson eyes of hers open themselves up for a narrowed gaze. A sinister radiance like that of a black sun or solar eclipse. The room itself was trembling from her mere presence as a crimson and black aura subtly lashes around her in a violent dance. That was the look you wanted to see, the real Ajimu Najimi. Commenting it to memory, you continue to hold off a smug smile while locking eyes with Ajimu. A clash between souls as the room trembles against both presence. Her grip on the desk starts to leave cracks as furniture was holding onto dear life.

“What a cheeky little brat you become Ken-chan? How long has it been since I had someone actually try looking down at me? You are fit to be a protagonist. Or at the very least, the deconstruction of the high confident, hot-blooded troublemaker. But do try to be careful with your words. You wouldn't want to be looked at as a villainous protagonist and be hated now, would you? If so, might as well spike up your hair, bleach it and start triggering explosions.” Ajimu said, keeping her smile as she leans on her face. The large table had now seen better days as it was thoroughly trashed by Ajimu’s pressure. A slight sweat formed on the back of your neck. Fear hasn’t completely gripped you but you were more interested in getting to know Ajimu more now.

“Still, I’ll reward you for standing your ground despite trying to invade into my sphere of influence. “ As Ajimu says this, she slowly offers her right hand to you. A glowing orb starts to manifest itself, creating several different colors until it collided to make a rainbowish space. It emits a truly impressive force of power as you felt the intensity of its heat.

“It’s a rather powerful abnormality. Although it has yet to fully mature yet, so at its current state it's more like a Minus than a Plus like typical abnormalities. Still, out of the skills that I have accumulated in my entire life, this one is a special skill befitting a mantle of non-equal. I’m confident that you’ll be able to defeat Medaka Kurokami, but comparing her skill The End to your Number One, she’ll have the greater edge. That is because of one simple factor that you currently lack. That’s where this skill, the ultimate counter to The End comes into play.” Ajimu said.

>Accept the Skill 「The Beginning」completely
>Decline the Skill 「The Beginning」
>Hold on to the skill 「The Beginning」for now, focus on your power only to prove Ajimu wrong
>Try and bargain/exchange a favor with Ajimu for more than just the 「The Beginning」
>Other [write-in]

>>3909127
>Accept the Skill 「The Beginning」completely

>>3909071

Keichi doesn't have the same kind of plot armor that would allow him to defeat a goddess like herself, unlike Medaka. Number One is a skill worthy of being considered for a Non-Equal spot, but it's not invincible.

To Ajimu you're just an investment to defeating Medaka but between the two of you, she feels way more confident in defeating you then Medaka.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9Qf21xchoc fitting music

>>3909127
>Accept the Skill 「The Beginning」completely

>>3909127
>Accept the Skill 「The Beginning」completely
I forgot that I didn't really understand the show that well.

>>3909127
>>Hold on to the skill 「The Beginning」for now, focus on your power only to prove Ajimu wrong

>>3909127
>>Hold on to the skill 「The Beginning」for now, focus on your power only to prove Ajimu wrong

>>3909127
>Hold on to the skill 「The Beginning」for now, focus on your power only to prove Ajimu wrong
We'll take this as both a challenge and use it as motivation to begin growing

>>3909130
>>3909134
>>3909157
>>3909164
>>3909168
>>3909265

Looks like I'm doing both unless a tiebreaker comes along.

>>3909127
>Other [write-in]
Accept it, but let’s get a hand of our power first before using this

>>3909304
Why not? We shouldn't rely on charity. Accept it, sure, but don't lean on it.

>>3909304
Agree accept but focus on our own.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3909428
k

>>3909304
>>3909309
>>3909337
>>3909346

Alright well, in that case, I'm going to need you guys to roll a d20 to see how things go in handling the power.

Picking out the best of 3 but one of you lot get a 1 or a 20, that's another story.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3909428
Fine.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3909431

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3909431

>>3909445
>>3909431
>>3909304

“In time you’ll learn all about what that special effect will come into play in defeating Medaka Kurokami. But for now, I think you should master this power called The Beginning. Do that and you’ll possibilities will truly be infinite.” Ajimu stretches out her hand, slowly moving the orb towards you. She said nothing else as you already understood the gravity of the situation. Whatever was to happen next was entirely dependant on your next action.

Sensing the immense power emulating from the orb, you feel yourself almost taking a step back. Even with someone of your arrogance can understand just exactly what was in front of you. Yet at the same time, you were getting rather excited. “Alright, I suppose I should accept this gift since you’re being compliant with knowing your place. That said…” Slowly you trailed your voice as you take another deep breath.

“I’m not going to take that assumption that I can’t beat Medaka Kurokami without your help. No matter who I fight, my power is the only value. To achieve victory with anything else will just insult my pride. So I’ll take your investment as a sign of good faith in this pact. But remember, I’ll be the one to defeat Medaka Kurokami, not you.” You smirked, slowly grabbing the orb with both hands before reeling your arms back.

“And a man without any pride might as well be dead right? Honestly, you don’t have to try to impress me with your bravado. Especially when it's one so outdated.” Ajimu chuckled, pulling back her hand as it now rests against her chest. The orb you’re currently holding was oozing with power, but despite that, it continued to keep itself in a calming swirling vortex. Not a single ounce of its phenomenal power escaped from its soothing currents. That exciting feeling started to escalate further.

“Still, those were some pretty bold words. I expect nothing less from the Banchou King of the West. Let’s just hope your prideful spirit can take this abnormality without losing yourself in the process.” After hearing Ajimu giving you the go-ahead, you start to brace yourself from what's to come.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3909431
>The End

>>3909525

Without hesitation, you begin to ease the orb close to you. Abnormalities were powers that are directly tied to the person’s character. But the vice versa can also happen, especially if one was too weak to keep themselves from being influenced. You who were steadfast in determination carried an iron resolve like no other. Like you said, you wanted to defeat Medaka with your power, not rely on some charity case to do the job for you. That’s not how the one who stands above all works. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

As you place the rainbowish orb into your chest it begins to integrate itself into you. Slowly the large orb starts to sink into your body. The immense warmth it carries was now directly flowing into you. Steadily you push the orb into your body, carrying a sense of carefulness to let your body ease up to it. After a couple of seconds, the last of the rainbow orb sinks into your body. Once inside you felt nothing substantial happening to you. In light of this, you started to laugh, patting yourself on the chest in triumphant.

“See? Nothing happened. I told you that I can handle-” Before you finished making another boast your vision started to become blurry. Ajimu’s appearance started to distort right in front of your very eyes. Soon she would go from one to three very convenience copies of herself as your sight was deteriorating. Followed by some intense breathing, your body was slowly starting to hyperventilate. As for Ajimu, all she did was continued to smirk at you.

“If only you threw away your pride and accepted the Abnormality fully without resistance. Your sense of self would’ve changed completely but at least you wouldn’t be dealing with unimaginable amounts of pain.” Ajimu remarked, looking at your forehead as it begins to split and release a small stream of blood.

“Since time doesn’t flow in this space, we have until the end of eternity for one of two things to happen. Either you manage to successfully incorporate this power into you without losing yourself. Or the Abnormality will tear you apart, leaving you permanently a broken shell. Words cannot describe the agony this absorption will cause for you. In real-world time, it could go on for hours or even days depending on your willpower and physical body. The pain will get worse over time, so don’t be surprised if you end up wishing for a quicker death as you endure it.” Ajimu explained in between watching your body twists and dislocate its joints only to realign them to do it again and again. A constant sensation of destruction and reconstruction was taking place as you find yourself dropping to your knees.

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>>3909543

Ajimu didn’t say a word but you felt like you heard the phrase “Oh? Look at that. It seems you can kneel and bow after all?” echoing inside your eardrum alongside the painful ringing. Every cell in your body was screaming in pain over the tremendous presence that was tearing at your very core. And yet Ajimu was holding something like this all this time? Perhaps what hurt more than the immense pain you were feeling was the blow taken to your pride. Just who exactly is Ajimu Najimi? Riddled with this deep sense of humiliation, you gave out a swift glare to Ajimu.

“Now don’t look at me with those eyes. When a Maiden gives her very heart to you, as a man you’ve had to accept any hardship and endure the pain. Otherwise, you can’t call yourself a man much less a shonen protagonist.” Ajimu smiled, forming her hands into a shape of a heart to make light of the bloody situation you were forced to undergo. She wasn’t wrong in the sense that this mere presence feels a lot like Ajimu herself but something else as well. Not that you had to ponder such things as you were too busy focusing on not splitting into pieces.

Rendered speechless by the pain you force yourself to grin and bear it. Also, you start pulling yourself back up from the ground. Newfound determination was rising to the surface to combat this challenge. This power was truly immeasurable and out of this world. It was like trying to cage a ferocious beast. No, the beast that was clawing itself inside your very soul couldn’t even be compared to any sort of creature in the modern era. What you were feeling was the monstrosity of a primordial behemoth from an era lost to the test of time. Just standing alone despite the overwhelming pain was taking all of your strength. But you weren’t exactly the type of person to kneel beneath others.

For the next seventy-two hours, you endured the grueling experience without passing out for a single second. If you had done so, you strongly felt like you wouldn’t be waking up afterward. Through force of will or strength of heart, your body was burgeoning in housing the chaotic abnormality. Withstanding the torment eventually allowed the body to synchronize with the rainbow orb and keep it contained. Your very self being carried enough strength to keep yourself together and suppress the orb into the depths of your soul in a dormant state. For now, you could stand triumphant over this achievement.

On the other hand, you were bleeding from head to toe from the process. Standing in a massive pool of your blood, you felt all of your life’s struggles and ordeals were a cakewalk compared to this. Only now was your remaining will strong enough to keep you from both falling to the ground and passing out soon after. At the very least, the threat of the 「The Beginning」was neutralized for now.

>>3909563


>Pass out and wake up back into the physical world
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing
>Try to fish out some more information with your remaining time [write-out what you want to know]
>Other [write-in]

(Congratulations on surviving and making the bare minimum to getting The Beginning early without any major setbacks or retribution. I can't help but be proud at you guys for not trying to be greedy and ask for any more Abnormalities or skills at this time. )

>>3909568
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909568
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909568
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909568
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909563
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909568
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909568
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing
Waifu!
>>3909568
Personally, I dunno anything you got planned but I think Number One is amazing especially with all the bs people can do with martial arts alone. Add the fact that the rules of this world can probably let us do moves from other manga and stuff.

>>3909568
>Other [write-in]
Do our signature pose and fall onto our backs frozen in the gesture.
After
>Steal a kiss from Ajimu and declare that you’ll make her your woman before collapsing

>>3909572
>>3909585
>>3909586
>>3909654
>>3909717
>>3909835
>>3909864

Elsewhere in the world, a certain black-haired minus felt a disturbance in the force. He couldn't explain why but for some reason he was feeling tremendous anger.

[writing now]

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>>3909890

Also for reference, here's your mother Hitomi Hakumasa aka Black Joker. As >>3909835 mentioned about martial arts, she's the primarly reason you're a martial arts otaku.

>>3909913
>Black Joker
What happens when you cross a delinquent otaku with a ghost waifu that treats him like shit ? I’ll tell what you get. You get what you fucking deserve, QM

>>3909890

“Well, there was more that I wanted to talk about but judging your condition you’re in no shape to listen to my evil wisdom. Not that it matters since I’m always with you Ken-chan.” Ajimu remarked, noticing the blood leaking from multiple parts of your body. You were no different from that of a rag doll with how brutalized you were over your recent endeavors. Ajimu continued to smile upon you while shifting her legs into another cross.

“Still, at the very least I’ll send you off with a good-” Before Ajimu could finish you took the initiative. Not sure if you were going to get another chance at this, you began to push yourself past your limits. Every bone in your body was creaking while your cells screamed at the top of their lungs. Yet you didn’t care how painful the trip was, all that was going into your mind was the woman in front of you.

Pressing your lips deeply against Ajimu, you commit yourself to give a passionate kiss. A kiss filled to the bursting point with white-hot flames that it’ll incarnate even this walking empty void of a kuudere into a simple deredere. Meanwhile, Ajimu found herself completely swept off her foot by the sudden action. On one hand, she could’ve easily smacked you away against the wall with tremendous force. Completely falling under the requirements to be called a shitty romance series rather than the hot-blooded slice of life shonen it was geared towards.

And yet here she stood not moving a single muscle in retaliation. How long has it been since she felt such immense warmth radiating on to her? The warmth of the sun as it blazes through the darkness to illuminate the world. Although with Ajimu’s influence, that the sun was more likely that of a black sun than the traditional one filled with purity and brilliance. Eventually, you pulled your lips from Ajimu after what felt like an eternity for you. It was enough to satisfy you for putting up with Ajimu’s antics. Newfound resolve started to resonate with you as you fight against passing out.

“I might not remember who you are or what sort of relationship you and I have. But that doesn’t matter in the slightest. I am a man who trusts my instincts before anything else. And they’re telling me to rise to the challenge. A challenge even greater than defeating Medaka Kurokami.” You said, explaining to her your motives as a character while transitioning into a dramatic pose. Slowly moving your finger towards Ajimu, you swiftly change into a finger gun position, pointing it directly at Ajimu’s heart.

Man there was something a while back that was something like this it used jojo naming conventions but used medaka box characters and images
I remember hinokage as the discipline chair and something between positives and negatives

>>3909965

“Ajimu Najimi, you will become my woman. I don’t know how but I will pull you from this classroom and return you to the mortal realm. And when I do, you will marry me. A goddess-like yourself is the only suitable choice for a romantic partner for the one that stands above all. “ With a smile, only a madman can make, you pulled your finger back, simulating Cupid shooting Ajimu through the chest and straight to her heart. With your remaining strength, you then took a signature pose before falling on your back. Your body couldn’t go on any further, leaving you to see the flustered look on Ajimu’s face as your consolation prize before passing out. Yeah, that’s good. That’s exactly what I wanted ...

With that, you collapse completely, embracing the eternal blackness as you drift into unconsciousness. As you lie on the ground, your body starts to disappear in an illuminating white light. Ajimu who was still reflecting on the kiss could only watch with bewilderment and amusement. Slowly hopping from the desk, she approaches your body to give you a goodbye kiss. Upon doing so, the white light briefly turned into a blackish-red before flicking back to being white. With nothing holding you back, your soul finds itself returning to the land of the living as the room reconstructs itself back to normal.

“Same old Ken-chan. Even without your memories of the past...you still ended up saying those same words during our first encounter. Even stealing my first kiss like the first time too. ..It’s no wonder why Misogi Kumagawa killed you on that day before sealing me with Bookmaker after ripping off my face to see if his love for me was the real deal or not. The debt you owe to me for using my power to save you instead of preventing my current predicament is immeasurable.” Ajimu smiles, her facade was now completely shattered. Soon she returned to being the empty and cynical tyrant as her aura was now that of a minus. No, to call what she is now as a mere minus was a severe insult to the abnormal monstrosity that is Ajimu.

“Then again, it was my investment to bet it all on you so I’m fine with putting up with this for now. Although you’re quite misinformed on who I am or the true nature of what you just did, it's so sweet so I’ll let it slide. If you want to try and make a “goddess” of Calamity your woman then you’re free to try. So long as it motivates you to play the role you’re bound to then I can honestly care less what happens to me. So fight on, my dimwitted Devil.” Ajimu smiled again, this time more wickedly as the room distorted into a twisted parody of itself.

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>>3909976

Back at what appears to be a large two stories estate near the lake and mountain region, you find yourself lying against your bed. Judging from the clock to the side, it seems that you were awakened by the sound of your alarm clock. Or so you think, it was hard to tell as your hearing was slowly returning to you. For some reason, you felt positively happy despite not remembering what just happened. At the same time, your body was notoriously stiff and feeling out of energy. Either way, it was another weekday and you have school in an hour.

>Undergo your morning activities and eat breakfast with your mother
>Rush through the motions and leave for school
>Confine yourself to your bed and skip school today
>Other [write-in]

>>3909985
>>Undergo your morning activities and eat breakfast with your mother
Oh, I see we've already met good ol Kumagawa.

>>3909985
>Rush through the motions and leave for school
Why must you sink our perfect attendance record, Ajimu?

>>3909988

You have quite the special relationship with Kumagawa, especially since you pick the delinquent route. The full extent of your past will be addressed later down the line but right now you only know the basics.

>>3909985
>Undergo your morning activities and eat breakfast with your mother

>>3909985
>Undergo your morning activities and eat breakfast with your mother
This is pretty cool so far.

>>3909985
>Undergo your morning activities and eat breakfast with your mother

>>3909985
>Other [write-in]
> Perform your daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run

>>3909988
>>3910002
>>3910051
>>3910052

Looking at your surroundings, your eyes dart back to the calendar. It was the second week of April and the start of the new semester. To everyone in your generation, it was your transition from middle schoolers to high schoolers. Just three years of high school and you’ll be out to tackle the world. For yo,u, it was just another Monday morning as you begin to rise from the bed. From the time you were in elementary school you were someone who kept perfect attendance. Through rain or snow, sickness or family matters, no matter what you always found a way to make it to school and kept that record of perfect attendance.

With a long yawn, you started to walk towards your bathroom and begin your morning ritual. Your room was on the highest floor of your three stories house, complete with its sky window. You remember having a strong fondness of looking at the stars with your parents when you were young. A boundless world left undiscovered just waiting for one to answer the call of adventure. It was at that point you wanted to be an astronaut. At least, that was the kid you in the past wanted. The current you were rather indecisive on what sort of path he wants to take. To follow those childish dreams or to ground yourself to reality and pick a profession similar to your family. A doctor, an archeologist or even just a dojo instructor, it was hard to say what fit you.

But those were issues to worry about later. Right now what was going through your head was heading to school. Honestly, the last thing you remember was undergoing the mandated ceremony into Hakoniwa Academy. Something about student council president was the only thing that stood out. Unfortunately, it was just a blur to you much like this weekend. Brushing that aside you quickly finished straightening yourself as you look at yourself in the mirror. Clad in your trademark green hoodie with your dress shirt and tie underneath, black pants, and matching black & gold school blazar, you were looking quite stylish. Placing your Bluetooth headphones to your neck, you make your way to the kitchen to grab some food.

Standing in the kitchen was a young girl no older than twelve years currently finishing up the last of nutritious breakfast you came to expect. Reddish-brown hair with a bow on each side, smooth creamy skin, illuminating greenish-blue eyes, a slender petite figure honed to perfection through martial arts, and form-fitting Chinese clothing to tie her appearance together. Only one person you knew who could be here matched that description perfectly. It was your mother Hitomi Hakumasa, although from first impression she could pass off as your little sister instead.

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>>3910129

“O-Oh you're up after all Keichi. And here I thought you were going to end up sleeping through another day” Hitomi exclaimed, a hint of worry, confusion and warm affection all mixed into one. “Course if you did do that, I bet you’d howl in anger for your long-time streak being broken at last. “

“Yeah, yeah mom. I’d be pretty upset about it since for all of my education not once did I miss a school da-” Before you finish ranted something immediately clicks with you. “Wait, what precisely do you mean ‘sleeping through another day”

“Yeah, you were knocked out after getting out of school. You managed to sleep your entire weekend away. It was a little concerning, to be honest. But you weren’t riddled with any sickness or anything. So I wasn’t sure if it was over exhaustion from training or something stress-related. ” Hitomi explained in between setting up the table filled with delicious food for the two of you.

“...Is that so?” You muttered, reaching for a bowl of rice and pouring your preferred toppings on it before eating. Well whatever, you weren’t going to ponder why exactly you were essentially a zombie throughout the weekend. Right now you were reaching for full restoration to tackle the day.

>Ask your mom about [write-in what you want to know]
>Focus on eating while reflecting on your mom's abnormality
>Finish up your meal quickly to head to school
> Perform your daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run
>Other [write-in]

>>3909917

A Rumiko Takahashi story in the making?

>>3910134
>Finish up your meal quickly to head to school

>>3910134
> Perform 2 sets your usual daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run
Limits need to be broken

>>3910134
>Perform your daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run
I assume the run is on the way to school? Plus we skipped it yesterday since we were passed out.

>>3910169

You'll be right, the run is far enough to get two sets in while still making it in time.

>>3910134
>Perform your daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run

>>3910134
>Perform your daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run.

Basic strength training is important.

>>3910134
>Perform your daily exercise regime of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and a 10 km run while wearing your custom made weight suit
>Reflect on your family's skills and abnormalities as you move your well homes body through the motions

>>3910134
>Focus on eating while reflecting on your mom's abnormality
Gotta restock our fuel after sleeping through the weekend

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>>3910220

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1iVECL1pYE

For the remainder of your breakfast, you exchanged small talk with your mom in between eating. You kept a rather steady pace to avoid choking on your meal and wasting time clearing your throat. The last thing you wanted was to set off your groove before your daily workout. Just because it was your first day didn’t mean you get to slack off on your duties. Especially since you spent the weekend sleeping on the job. So you needed to make up for lost time by double downing on today’s training.

After finishing breakfast you remembered to give thanks to your mom who smiled in response. With some light-hearted family banter, you said goodbye to your mom as you leave the kitchen. Now well-fed and ready to go you march your way to the outside with school bag in toll. You estimated that you would have more than enough time to work on your daily regiment and get to school before the bell with minutes to spare. However, if you were to put on your special weighted clothing then you feel like you’d be at a much greater risk of running tardy. So naturally, you reframed from going back to the closet next to the front door to grab it.

“Alright, let’s get to work.” You smiled, stretching your arms a bit as you now stood outside your family’s house. Normal people would just have their parents take you to school or catch the bus or have some other form of transportation. Not you. As the only son of the legendary “Undefeated of the East”, it was only natural that through your hard work that you’d make it to school on your own two feet. Anything less would invoke your mother’s lovingly wraith guidance.

Flicking your headphones on to your head, you adjust your music trap to a certain song to get you pumped for the day. Reinvigorated by the catchy tones you begin to perform your daily regiment while brushing off the stiffness of your body. One hundred pushups, one hundred situps, one hundred squats, and a 10 km run, that was your daily regiment for keeping yourself in top condition every day. Compared to your mother’s “training” it was much lighter and purposely made for convenience. Still, it did its work of keeping you in top gear to tackle anything.

>>Reflect on your family's skills and abnormalities as you move you're well homes body through the motions
>Push past your limit and double down on your regiment
>Pace yourself properly and do your run at school
>Spar with your mother before doing the run
>Other [write-in]

>>3910329
>Push past your limit and double down on your regiment

>>3910329
>Spar with your mother before doing the run

>>3910329
>>Pace yourself properly and do your run at school

>>3910329
>push beyond your limits
We are literally the not equal with a completely bullshit ability, we are number one, and there's fuck all anyone will do to permanently keep us down, not even kumogawa.

>>3910329
>Pace yourself properly and do your run at school

>>3910329
>Pace yourself properly and do your run at school
Do all the hard shit after we keep our streak alive.

>>3910329
>Push past your limit and double down on your regiment

Is it bad I kinda hope most of the strong freshmen know who we are and are wary of how actually bullshit we are?

>>3910329
>Pace yourself properly and do your run at school
While pushing oneself constantly is a virtue, we want the stamina for school.

>>3910504
As long as we take everything as a challenge / motivation then we can literally only escalate. If our body can't handle it, then it will adapt to handle it. No way but up my guy so ye we bullshit.

>>3910329
>>Push past your limit and double down on your regiment
Gotta make up for that weekend slumber party.

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>>3910353

Looks like a tiebreaker is needed or I'll work around it and do both

>>3911341
I'll vote for SURPASS LIMITS.

>>3911343

Looks like you'll be number one, writing

>>3911341
>>3911363

In your youth, you were never one to really be suited for stuff like this. At first, even something as your daily regiment was a living hell to keep up. To be frank, you were born with an amazing abnormality but it was a rather stubborn one, to say the least. Sure when you put your mind to it you felt like you can adapt and overcome any obstacle life gave you. But like a flash of lightning, it comes and goes within the moment. Leaving you back to the starting point till the next time you faced an obstacle. Aside from that, you were a relatively normal human if not painfully average originally. A regular joe with no talent whatsoever. Compared to a certain individual, you were fated to be an underdog protagonist at best, supporting extra at worst.

Unlike her which she could achieve the impossible easily, you needed to work your butt off and go beyond to catch up. For you keep the gains you achieved in short bursts, you’d have to keep up with your training without rest if you can avoid it. It was like an actual muscle, repetition made it stronger, stagnation served as its bane. To receive the best outcome you needed to stick with it no matter what. The harder it got, the more you have to persevere and overcome the wall. Of course, it's because of that you knew the true value of hard work and the joys of taking on challenges.

Although at the start you were anything but willing to commit yourself to the craft. In addition to your mother’s training from hell, there were numerous times where you felt like you wanted to quit or take a rest day. However, if you did that then you would’ve never become strong and forever be stuck in the realm of mediocrity. No, you needed to push your mind, body, and spirit to the limit and break it. Regardless of the weather or your body’s condition, you continue to follow this training program for the past ten years to the fullest. All with the intent that it was going to pay off for you.

That said, with your little weekend slumber party you felt a noticeable setback on your schedule. Therefore, to make up for the lost time you pushed yourself to double downing on your morning regiment. Normally if given all the time in the world you can pace yourself and do several sets easily. Unfortunately, you were fighting against the clock and thus needed to push your limits to get it done while keeping your record. To any outsider, it looked like you were fading out of existence with how fast you pushed yourself to complete the second set.

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>>3911502

After that did you begin to make your trek through the mountain region and into Hakoniwa City. Dashing forward with all your might, your current speed accelerated as time was clocking down on you. Sprinting faster than a cheetah on the prowl you blitz through the crowd and parkour through any obstacle. Just because you’re a bonafide madman, it didn’t mean that you weren’t polite and considerate of people and their property. That said, you only had fifteen minutes to reach Hakoniwa Academy and make it to the classroom.

Pushing yourself even further you found yourself achieving the impossible. Your current predicament was enough of a challenge for number one to start kicking in. It was at surface level sure, but that was more than enough for you to break through the wall and reach Hakoniwa Academy. On one hand, you could’ve just taken some shortcuts to save for time. But in exchange number one wouldn’t have activated as it wasn’t a suitable enough challenge unlike taking the long way. Either way, you ended up making it to school with a few minutes to spar.

Casually you traveled through the school and reached your homeroom. It didn’t take you long to pick out and reach your destination. Window seat, third row on the left. Dramatically you suddenly collapsed on to your desk like a pack of cards. Limits were broken on this day, especially for one who woke up feeling rather stiff and aching. At the same time, you really shouldn’t have pushed yourself like a madman so early in the day. For better or worse your body was back on schedule much like your perfect attendance.

“Let me guess...you went and try to break your limits again and become Plus Ultra didn’t you?” Said the voice of a cute, young girl, currently looking down at the panting mess that you were currently undergoing. You didn’t even need to turn your head to realize that it was Hansode Shiranui. The only person in this academy that reminded you of your mother. You were still on the fence if that was a good thing or not.

>” Of course, when I set out to do something I make sure to not go back on my word and do it.” [Childhood Friends]
>” Bold of you to believe that I’d settle for staying at this level.” [Friendly Rivals]
>” It can’t be helped, not like I wanted to sleep for three days.” [Tsundere Acquaintance]
>” Who are you again?” [Ajimu’s choice]
>Other [write-in]

>>3911513

Just a heads up since Medaka Box is a legit parody of Shonen Jump like Gintama by the same company, you're going to see a lot of references and callbacks to Shonen Jump's 50 years of service. But because I'm too lazy to "censor" those words like both paradoies, imagine it.

>>3911513
>>” Of course, when I set out to do something I make sure to not go back on my word and do it.” [Childhood Friends]

>>3911513
>” Of course, when I set out to do something I make sure to not go back on my word and do it.” [Childhood Friends]

>>3911513
>” Of course, when I set out to do something I make sure to not go back on my word and do it.” [Childhood Friends]

>>3911513
>” Of course, when I set out to do something I make sure to not go back on my word and do it.” [Childhood Friends]

>>3911517
>>3911519
>>3911521
>>3911522

Sitting right beside you was your long-time childhood friend Hansode Shiranui. Since elementary school, the two of you have always been together. Like two peas in a pod, both of you find yourselves comfortable in each other’s presence. It has been ten long years since that fateful encounter that led to the two of you become friends. Yet even now you could remember it on a dime if asked. While you generally have trouble remembering people who don’t leave a strong impression, Hansode was one of the rare few you couldn’t forget no matter what.

On her side, she was surrounded by an assortment of snacks and treats. As the chairman’s granddaughter, it was universally accepted given her “condition”. Still, no matter how many times you saw her eat, you are baffled at how she can keep it all without showing signs of gaining weight. She was a walking black hole in every definition, even the same level of chaos.

”Of course, when I set out to do something I make sure to not go back on my word and do it.” You smiled, leaning against your chair after receiving a bottle of rejuvenating sweet tea from Hansode. Taking a sip from the bottle was bringing you newfound strength. After drinking just a quarter of it was enough to fully revive you. “Who do you think I am?”

“Keichi Hakumasa, the devil’s noble delinquent and proud student of the School of the Undefeated of the East. Self-proclaimed number one who stands at the pinnacle of all. The Ultimate Underdog. Honestly, you can put that on a business card with how dramatically cheezy it is.” Hansode smiled, lifting her finger as it wiggles at every line documenting your status.

Smiling at her childish antics you set the bottle on the table and look her in the sapphire blue eyes. “Sound like I don’t need to ask about you since you’re in a cheerful mood.”

“Why wouldn’t I be? It’s the start of a new semester and I just happen to get myself on the rare treat, the Sakuramochi rice ball. Normally you’d have to wait in line for hours just to have the chance to try and pull one of these bad boys in the cafeteria. “ As Hansode says this, she quickly reaches out in her bag to pull out a large pink sphere that you could only assume was the candy. “And just my luck I happened to pull out a massive haul. This really will be a great school year for me~” Her eyes sparkled like the stars as she starts gobbling them down.

>>3911559

“Your gluttonous passion for food has no equal Hansode. Even I can’t compete with that.” You remarked, chucking a bit at her cuteness.

“Who do you think I am?” Hansode said, turning your catchphrase back at you after finishing the bundle of Sakuramochi rice ball in her cheeks.

“Hansode Shiranui, the no-nonsense princess who can flip the entire world on its back on a whim. Second, only to your insatiable gluttony is your natural talent to bend the laws of the world to your favor. If anyone is more inclined to be the heart of Hakoniwa Academy it's you.” You smiled, keeping a rather cool, composed look as you did the same to your childhood friend.

“As expected of my best friend. Although, I much rather be the mascot than Student Council President. There’s far too much paperwork and responsibilities for my liking. As someone who doesn’t like standing out, it’ll be the worst job for me. Even if there’s no one better at handling information and systems than yours truly.” Hansode said, turning her attention back to your classmates as they begin talking about Medaka Kurokami. Already countless rumors were being spread about the first year becoming student president. While most were harmless, some insinuated that Medaka must have done something nefarious since not even the school staff wants to deal with her eccentric nature.

Looking back at this it wasn’t all that surprising for you. Thus, you went back to focusing your attention on Hansode. “Right, That’s why you voted for Medaka instead. She won with ninety-eight percent of the entire student body’s votes. The highest out there.”

“You don’t soon to concern there Ken-chan. Now that Medaka is President, that means things are going to get more hectic for you. Since I do not doubt in my mind that she’d already recruited you to her student council.” Hansode points out with a hint of smugness.

>” And just who decided that?” [Friendly Rivals, Childhood Friends]
>” Well if she’s going to put me on the council then it can’t be helped, she’s hopeless without me.” [Childhood friends, Platonic Partners]
>” As if. I’m not going to get involved in Medaka’s hijinks anymore.” [Former Crush, Close friends]
>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice}
>Other [write-in]

>>3911562
>” As if. I’m not going to get involved in Medaka’s hijinks anymore.” [Former Crush, Close friends]

>>3911562
>” And just who decided that?” [Friendly Rivals, Childhood Friends]

>>3911562
>” As if. I’m not going to get involved in Medaka’s hijinks anymore.” [Former Crush, Close friends]

With that, I'm heading to bed. Tomorrow we'll finally meet Medaka herself and the chaos that'll ensude.

>>3911562
>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice}

>>3911569

Almost forgot, till then discuss with yourself how Keichi's character and middle/high school standing should be.

>>3911562
>” As if. I’m not going to get involved in Medaka’s hijinks anymore.” [Former Crush, Close friends]

>>3911562
> Other (write-in)

>” And just who decided that?”plus ultra
I will start my own underground student council

>>3911562
>” And just who decided that?” [Friendly Rivals, Childhood Friends]

>>3911562
>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice]
Mystery Box Mystery Box Mystery Box.

>>3911562
>” As if. I’m not going to get involved in Medaka’s hijinks anymore.” [Former Crush, Close friends]

>>3911562
>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice}
We stand above all

>>3911650
Honestly, I dont want to be hostile but I think being buddy-buddy from the get-go is a bit of a missed oppurtunity.

>>3911562
>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice}

>>3911562
>>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice}

>” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” [Ajimu”s choice}

You know ignoring medaka a bit, i'm far more interested in how in the actual hell have we been friends with shiranui for over a decade, does that mean we have some extremely early knowledge of the bullshit that is the freshmaker?

>>3911721

Magnetic charm and no she's still very secretive of the Shiranui clan and their dark secret upon Haten's orders. But you do know some early stuff like class 13.

>>3911571
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>>3911714

Looks like I got some serious mavericks around here. Leaves me time to pull out my dartboard and pick which cliche I should go for.

>>3912252

There it is, Hansode pushed the Medaka button. As someone who declared themselves as number one, you tended to always put your money where your mouth is. Anything you set yourself out to do you achieved the top score. No matter what kind of back-breaking labor or mind taxing stimulation you underwent, you strived to overcome it and win in the end. So imagine someone who could do what you can only achieve through hard work and keen observation at a more efficient rate at a much lesser timeframe? Now multiply that by a hundred and you’ll have Medaka Kurokami. If you were the devil, then Medaka was god.

Thus, if you could be considered the standard underdog protagonist that the west loves immensely. Then Medaka Kurokami can be considered to be the chosen one archetype that fits eastern storytelling to the wire. A person who was blessed by the very heavens themselves to stand at the top of the summit and tower above all. If perfection had a picture it would be Medaka’s charming mug. To you she was anything but cute, especially considering you been stuck with her since childhood. She was your rival, everything that you strived to overcome and beat. There were too many shonen rivalries that best describe the relationship between you and Medaka.

Reflecting deeply on your past, you soon bounce back from Hansode’s egging. ” Whatever. I could care less about what she wants.” You muttered, turning your head towards the window in defiance.

“Wow, that’s pretty cold coming from you. Colder than any Tsundere could muster.” Hansode laughed.

“I’m not even dere for her, I dislike doing things that I don’t want to. And with Medaka it usually comes to end up like that.” You answered, letting out a sigh in annoyance over thinking about your “trauma”.

“I’ll admit that the two of you are like magnets that draw one another regardless of distance can lead to an insufferable if not unhealthy relationship. But clearly, you have to enjoy having such beauty all yourself right?” Hansode asked, tilting her head ever so slightly to look at your grumpy face at the window.

Immediately you turned to face your childhood friend, slamming your hand against the desk. “Okay first off Medaka loves everyone equally, so no it’s not even that. And secondly, look at it from my perspective. When you find out that your father and Medaka’s dad set up an arranged marriage between the two of us before we were even old enough to talk how would you take it? “

“Well if it were me, I’d break them into submission in a way that paints them in a bad light and scare them off while getting off scot-free. But not before eating them out of house and home.” Hansode replied, showing bits of her brutal darkness, something that you to this day don’t feel off-put by.

>>3913824

“I’m someone who doesn’t believe in things like fate or destiny so having my life decided for me without my consent is not something I approve of. “ As you say this, you tilt your head back to the window and went to sulk over all your achievements becoming worthless in comparison to Medaka. “Besides, I have never been keen on living in Medaka’s shadow.”

“Are you saying that cause as a martial artist you always felt down on yourself for never being able to defeat her? Or is it something more akin to how she’s always one step ahead of you when it comes to anything. Either way, she has an unfortunate habit of making you feel like number two. Am I not mistaken?” Hansode said.

“You don’t have to spell it out in a way that makes me look petty.” You argued, causing Hansode to giggle in response.

“Aha, sorry. But it sounds to me if anything you two are fated rivals than lovebirds. Although, the phrase lover’s quarrel also comes to mind.” Hansode teased, you, on the other hand, didn’t want to think of such a relationship.

>Go on and finish declaring your refusal to join the student council
>Take notice of your surroundings before saying anything else
>Be a man and go along with helping Medaka
>Join another club and lay low for now [write-out which club]
>Other [write-in]

>>3913832
>Go on and finish declaring your refusal to join the student council

>>3913832
>Go on and finish declaring your refusal to join the student council

>>3913832
>Take notice of your surroundings before saying anything else

>>3913832
>>Go on and finish declaring your refusal to join the student council

>>3913832
>Take notice of your surroundings before saying anything else

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>>3913852

“Anyway, you’ll still have to give her an answer or else she’ll keep coming after you.” Hansode said, going back to munching on her sweets.

“You already know what I’m going to say.” You replied, closing your eyes as you let out a sigh in mild annoyance. This was starting to get your blood boiling, which was bad since it was way too early in the day for something of this accord.

“Yeah I do, but if you say that then she’ll probably won’t take it very well. You were her first after all.” Hansode remarked.

“She can cry, scream or do whatever, I’m committed to my resolve! I’m not going to be joining the student council!!” You declared strongly, taking the extra incentive to dramatically pose while pointing your finger menacingly. As a martial arts otaku, you have a fondness for the theatrical flares, which goes hand and hand with your hotblooded nature. At the same time, something was amiss.

For instance, Hansode who would normally take the chance to throw some blunt, brutal honesty and witty remark was strangely quiet. She was making her trademark smile to hide her current emotion. Not only that but your instincts were giving you the strong impression that danger was looming around you. A danger that was all too familiar as your mind registers what was setting it off. Only once did you turn your eye to catch the gaze of the reflecting window did you soon realize just exactly what sets it off.

Sitting one row below you was a rather stunning teenage girl, clearly in the same age group as you. From her sparkling lavender hair that’s often mistaken for a shade of blue, her gazing crimson eyes, her smooth peach skin, athletically voluptuous figure, right down to her flamboyant student council uniform, she was just oozing with a presence that held no equal. There was only one person you know that could make your body instinctively react to this exist and not going into fighting mode. Currently, Medaka was mimicking your exact motion like a perfect doppelganger despite not saying a single word.

“Oho, ever the rebellious hothead even now Ken-chan. I thought you were trying to keep your Banchou delinquent background under wraps in this prestigious academy.” Before you had the chance to react, you felt a familiar hand on the top of your head. Exerting enough grip to firmly lock a savage animal into place, your body felt numb under Medaka’s presence. Leaving her to smile warmly at you while holding you back. “So you should try not to be so indiscreet with your outbursts.”

>Calm your nerves and try to talk to Medaka like an adult
>Relax yourself and jump out the window before running
>Challenge Medaka one on one
>Aim for a pressure point to try and knock her out
>Other [write-in]

>>3913951
>Aim for a pressure point to try and knock her out
>When that inevitably fails, challenge her
WE MUST EVOLVE THROUGH CONFLICT

>>3913951
>>Aim for a pressure point to try and knock her out

>>3913951
>Aim for a pressure point to try and knock her out

>>3913951
>Calm your nerves and try to talk to Medaka like an adult

>>3913951
>Calm your nerves and try to talk to Medaka like an adult
>Fail miserably

>>3913951
>Calm your nerves and try to talk to Medaka like an adult

So complete random question, where is zenkichi in this timeline, is he a thing?

>>3914395
>inb4 Anshin'in reveals we're not actually in a WSJ manga but a doujin series instead to explain Zenkichi's absence

>Aim for a pressure point to try and knock her out

>>3913951
>>Calm your nerves and try to talk to Medaka like an adult

>No option to be a Stylist
Damn shame, that could be fun

How the hell did I not see this in the catalog for five days?

>>3914549
To be fair anon, our guy is actually on the list of medaka's suitors so the style stuff could happen whenever really.

>>3914395

Do you want the spoilers answer or want to find out on your own in the story? Cause it is a plot point.

>>3914549

Patience, the time of styles will come one way or another. I just want to start off small before gradually building up the wild ride.

>>3913951
>Aim for a pressure point to try and knock her out

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>>3914011
>>3914214
>>3914508

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>>3914508

And to think today was shaping up to be like any ordinary day. Nothing like getting kidnapped by your longtime rival to put things into perspective. Here you stood currently under Medaka’s iron grip like the tyrannical savior she is with no way out. On the surface, Medaka looks like your everyday Yamato Nadeshiko but you knew better than that. Despite her cool beauty, she was built like a ferocious beast who shapeshift into an amazon. Her presence attracted those to her given her magnetic personality. But for those who were in touch with their instincts and/or connection with nature knew just how intimidating this alpha predator can be.

That’s not to say you were no different than a simple-minded animal, but you did care the same sharp wit that perceived such dangers. One could say that was merely another reason for you to keep your distance from Medaka. You even went as far as to hide and change your look entirely from your days as the bancho delinquent in middle school. Despite her finding you so easily, you refused to give up just yet. Instead, you started to rattle your brain on how to get yourself out of this situation. Shifting your eyes closely, one idea, in particular, came to mind as you observed Medaka’s body. Time started to slow down immensely for you.

You fool! You can’t just strike at Medaka’s pressure points and put her into a state of unconsciousness before running! If anything her musculoskeletal is probably denser than a regular human. So if I fail to apply enough force it’ll come off as a mere love tap. Only one of two things will happen. Either Medaka will brush it off, thinking something only an airhead like her would get. Sending unfortunate messages that’ll be a drag to deal with. Or….she’ll punch my head through the school out of self-defense. Both choices aren’t something I”d want. Damn it!! Quickly you shake your head as you mentally lecture yourself over being so reckless.

Calm down and think. It’s been a long time since you last saw Medaka. Surely she has been doing a lot of growing up since then and realize her weaknesses when it comes to empathy. All I need to do is explain to her exactly why I don’t want to be involved with her hijinks and like a mature woman will respect my decision. Finally coming up with a game plan you felt newfound resolve overflowing inside of you. Naturally, you started to hype yourself for this confrontation. Pushing the overwhelming fear that being around Medaka does for your heightened senses out from your mind, you shift yourself to directly facing her.

“Medaka! We have known each other since we two years old. So I don’t think I need to explain myself exactly why I have been avoiding you and doing my own thing. But just in case you didn’t perceive the reasoning I’ll explain it clearly to you- “ You barked.

>>3915071
Shes about to slap our shit in isn't she?

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>>3915071

Before you could get started on your rant, you would see yourself no longer in homeroom. In fact, where you are now was a rather spacious office with a massive window in the background. Styled like that of a multi-million dollar company’s board meeting, it stood out as a rather lavish place befitting of Medaka’s flamboyant and over the top personality. As a martial artist, you felt immense shame at how she managed to get passed your honed senses multiple times. More than just that but she was able to sweep you off your feet and deliver you to this destination in the time it took you to come up with a battle plan. As expected of Medaka Kurokami.

“...Medaka…” You muttered, feeling rather annoyed as you felt her hand finally leaving your skull.

“While you were thinking I had already moved us to the student council building. It gives us the perfect place to discuss without the outside party interfering.” Medaka smiled, walking over towards the mirror to look at herself.

Safe to say that your sense of reasoning and logic completely went out the window. In its place came the rebellious strike of the hotblooded bancho coming to get retribution for being made a fool. The time for acting like adults was over. Time to take things to a way only a beast-like Medaka would understand. The fear and doubt was no longer present inside of you. You’re a proud student of the school of the undefeated of the east. Anything you set your mind towards was within the realm of possibility. Your school’s mantra was anything goes. A phrase so simple yet it oozes with boundless creativity and invigoration that martial arts has undergone for over a millennium.

If attacking a defenseless girl with her back was to be considered cowardly then so be it. You were someone who would strike down a child if they truly carried the will of a fighter. Some might see it as barbaric violence but you were far more noble than that. First off it was true equality as superficial stuff like age, gender, race or anything else but the martial spirit matters not for true martial artists like yourself. Secondly, Medaka was no mere teenage girl, that would be insulting the abnormality that was in front of you. Finally...you're pissed off and need to let off some steam.

As you made your fingers towards striking at the neck to trigger a one-hit knockout something soon caught your attention. In a single moment Medaka...was stripping.

>Continue with your hotblooded attack at full force
>Stop yourself and cover Medaka up while ranting about always pulling this shit
>Turn the other way and step outside to scream in anger/embarrassment.
>Fall in shame and unconsciousness
>Other [write-in]

>>3915077

It's something far worse...fanservice.

>>3915147
>Continue with your hotblooded attack at full force, wait no, FULLER FORCE.

>>3915147
>Continue with your hotblooded attack at full force, wait no, FULLER FORCE.
>Call her out on trying to cheat by appealing to your sense of shame

>>3915147
>Continue with your hotblooded attack at full force

>>3915147
>Stop yourself and cover Medaka up while ranting about always pulling this shit

>>3915147
>Other [write-in]
get naked too. Its only fair

>>3915147
>Stop yourself and cover Medaka up while ranting about always pulling this shit

>>3915490
YES OF COURSE, WE MUST SURPASS HER IN EVERY WAY. WE MUST EVOLVE EVEN FURTHER BEYOND.

>>3915147
>>Other [write-in]
Turn around and walk out of the room, then walk all the way back to class

>>3915490
>>3915473
>>3915250
Supporting all 3

>>3915812
Yeah I think some threads sorta froze somehow for a while.

>>3915250
>>3915172
>>3915320
>>3915473
>>3915490
>>3915499
>>3915500
>>3915813

I can work with this.

>>3915839

Once again the president has managed to flip your world upside down. And to do it so easily like it was as effortless as breathing. Then again, that’s how everything seems to be with Medaka. For someone like yourself who can only accomplish the impossible through hard work and stubborn diligence, to see Medaka not only do it better without any equivalent exchange certainly put your ego to the test. Had you been a lesser person, it would be likely that you would’ve given up a long time ago. As much as you hated it, you were one of the few people who can walk beside Medaka without losing your rebellious spirit. She was your eternal rival after all.

That being said, the strength of your incoming attack certainly did weaken by a noticeable margin. To the outside viewer, it looks like you were moving at full force, no perhaps even going further beyond to break through the hesitation you felt after seeing Medaka in her pink underwear.
Visually it looked like your hand was moving so fast that it was on fire. A blazing crimson heat befitting such a passionate hothead like yourself. However, no matter how hard you try and suppress it, your hormones and sense of pride got in the way of letting out your full power. So the rapid jabs done across Medaka’s body was no different than a relaxing massage of love taps.

To anyone else, however, they would be put into the hospital with just the first blow. But then again you weren’t dealing with just anyone. That’s why you committed yourself to adjust your physical might to accommodate the beast that was Medaka. Even with this handicap in mind, you were confident that your strikes connected. In that window of a split second, you hit all of Medaka’s pressure points that governed her motor skills before striking the point that controlled her brain’s activity to put her into slumber. Unfortunately, that whole striping act made you a second too late as Medaka was seemingly unaffected.

Figures she’s running on Full Access, a sub-skill that gives her nearly perfect body supremacy over her entire body. Capable of near-complete, precise control of the movements and functions of anything relating to her body, it rendered tricks like my Pressure Point talents moot. In exchange, it has to be conscious effort constantly. She doesn’t have the reflexes to use it subconsciously. You gritted your teeth in minor irritation as cheeks were becoming red.

>>3915935

“Thanks, Ken-chan. After working hard transitioning through the paperwork and physical labor to pull off my transition into student president, I was feeling a little worn down. But like always you managed to reinvigorate my body back to prime condition. Just another benefit from knowing the successor to the School of the Undefeated of the East.” Medaka smiled, winding up her arm and doing some stretches as she notices just how nimble and flexible she has become.

“God damn it Med- I mean Madam President! Why you always got to do crap like this! Ever since we were little children you always act before thinking of the consequences! Even though I pride myself on gender equality and treating my adversary with the same expect any martial artists worth their salt strives for. I still can’t tolerate and/or ignore blatant sex appeal like this! Think about my position for once, you damn cheater!” You barked, trying to cover your eyes while opening up bits of your hands to still see Medaka. Your hair sparked up to a more radiant orange out of your burning frustration.

“I don’t know why you’re being so modest Keichi. You saw me in my birthday suit countless times. And I have already seen you naked countless times too. Need I remind you that until the end of six grade we used to bath together.” Medaka smiled smugly, pulling out her fan as she walks over to you.

“Shut up! That’s precisely the problem, you idiot. You’re still thinking of me like that little child that always follows you everywhere. Listen up, when you become an adult, things naturally change. You can’t just be acting like a kid and expect everything to go the same way! For instance, women such as yourself should be more modest with your appearance and treasure it. If you just show your form to the world then it just loses its meaning-” Before you could continue with your angry rant, you soon felt Medaka’s soft fingers pressing against your face. In a comforting way, you soon find yourself unable to speak as she turns around to look at the window. Again your willpower was being put to the test as you keep yourself sane against Medaka’s presence.

“Back in the stone age people usually wore next to nothing and treat it like everyday life. Yet they were still able to shine brightly in the day. To me, exposing myself to the world shows that I have nothing to hide, no concept of deception or shame of sin not unlike Adam and Eve before eating the fruit of knowledge. Besides, you and I know each other since the very beginning. Is there any point for any of us to be embarrassed over something so trivial.” As Medaka explained, you could only find yourself narrowing your eyes. Anger was boiling up inside of you as once again you feel like she was ignoring your complaints.

>>3915941

“Maybe you’re right about it but this is the modern era. No matter how pure of heart or innocent you are, it doesn’t mean it won’t cause problems for those around you exhibitionist and yes I domean both definitions!” You argued, stomping your feet to keep yourself from losing focus and staring at Medaka’s nice body. Despite seeing it so many times it still left quite an impact on you when in reality you’d be bored out of your mind. You were someone who likes challenges and was raised with a traditionalist mindset to a degree. On both accounts, this irritated you as you felt like you didn’t earn this or does it have any special meaning.

“Also what’s with calling me Madam President all of a sudden. Our relationship goes way back, far beyond the need for you to treat me anything else, especially something so old fashion.”Medaka chuckled, sending more mixed feelings as your pride and pure honesty was being put to its breaking points.

“Ugh! I can’t have a proper conversation with you if only one of us is clothed!” After saying that, you quickly took off your clothing in a fit of rage. Not to the point that you’d damage your attire with something comical like flexing, but the speed you took them off made it appear like you phased through them. Leaving you now to stand half-naked as you exposed your well-toned muscular body to the world while wearing flame print boxers.

“See, I knew you can be bold and extravagant when you want to Ken-chan. More importantly, we answered the question boxers or briefs.” Medaka giggled.

“Stop making fun of this! Your lack of shame will one day be the end of you!” You argued, folding your arms in an angry huff.

“But that’s why I have you Ken-chan. No matter what you’ll always be there to bail me out and come to my rescue.” Mekada said, turning on her cute mode for extra oomph.


>Turn around and hide your feelings while acknowledging a desire to protect her
>Bonk her on the head and continue lecturing her
>Change the subject and look at the suggestion box
>Bargain with her over at least having a job where you’re free to do as you please
>Other [write-in]

>>3915946
>BONK, her on the head at BEYOND MAXIMUM force.
>"YOU WILL NOT CHANGE MY MIND, I DECLARE TO YOU, MEDAKA, THAT I WILL *NOT* JOIN THE STUDENT COUNCIL, AND I WILL STILL SURPASS YOU!"
>Monologue for extended periods of time
>Some random shmuck enters the room seeing these two practically naked.

>>3915965
Support

>>3915946
Supporting >>3915965

>>3915946
>Bonk her on the head and continue lecturing her

Supporting >>3915965

>>3915965
We all knew this would happen when that option was given
To be honest I like the romance angle with zenkichi more, it feels more meaningful when it's a ordinary man i guess

never knew medaka box its just that i dont known all characters so i am waiting for all the waifus to show up

>>3916101

If it makes you feel any better, Number One is a complex/fickled Abnormality. Outside of it, you're no different than the average joe who committed themselves to the arts like Zenkichi. I just choose to be more honest/straightforward with the "mystery" buildup that OG zenkichi had until it came full circle in the Succession Arc.

Number One makes you a not Equal, something that can't be look at and grouped like the standard specials, abnormals or even minuses. Depending on how things go you can range from the lowest to the highest and vice versa. It's all about fighting spirit/resolve.

Also there's a plot reason why you have it that ic you forgot about after that special day.

>>3916173
>he wasn't born with it
Alt universe Zenkichi confirmed.

>>3915965
>>3915969
>>3915982
>>3916075
>>3916101

Just like that Medaka dropped a sucker punch out of nowhere. To anyone else, no even to a version of yourself who didn’t know any better it would be enough to catch you off guard. As a martial artist, you know first hand what happens when you let yourself become exposed and lose control over the flow. When it came to Medaka, a single sign of weakness was enough for her to turn the tides and changes things to her favor for the remainder of the confrontation. But you were much more experienced to fall to a trick like that. Thirteen years of being around Medaka Kurokami can do a lot of things.

“Madam President…” You muttered, seemingly taken surprised by the act.

Suddenly you raise your arm high into the air, only to then follow up with bringing it down at full force. Just in a single second, you brought forth a mighty swing with your dominant hand. Unlike how you were previously you now carried most if not all of your current physical power in that blow. Probably due to stripping down to your boxers, you didn’t feel as embarrassed as you would be fully clothed. Achieving a sort of “beyond maximum” force your punch slams Medaka deep against the floor’s plating. In an instant you ended up bringing the might School Council president down as blood was pouring out of her head.


Following up on your sudden rebellious attack you slam your foot against the ground and firmly took a rather badass pose. "YOU WILL NOT CHANGE MY MIND, I DECLARE TO YOU, MEDAKA, THAT I WILL *NOT* JOIN THE STUDENT COUNCIL, AND I WILL STILL SURPASS YOU!" You yelled, pointing dramatically at Medaka as your hair seemingly blows in the air.

You were a man of many things but one of the things you weren’t was a liar. If you commit yourself to something then by god you were going to try your hardest to follow suit unless otherwise. Without question, you began to go into a long rant about how you didn’t want to join the Student Council and the reasons why you would be a bad fit for it. As well you went on point to telling Medaka the importance of empathy and tact, along with once again trying to get this exhibitionist mindset out of her. Even if she was unconscious you still knew that Medaka could hear you so you continue with your angry rant without hesitation.

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>>3916379

Unfortunately, your actions soon draw the attention of an unforeseen bystander as she opens the door. It seems that your punch was loud enough to alert what appears to be a teenage girl, a freshman no different than you or Medaka with very long raven black hair and olive green eyes. She was holding what appears to be a long bag strapped to her back. Aside from that, the only thing strange about her was her bandaged hands. Either way, you didn’t get a good look at her as she makes for a scream before closing the door.

Ah...No, wait! You misunderstood what’s happening here.” “WAIT COME BACK!” You screamed.

>Chase after the girl after putting on your clothing
>Change and run out of there
>Wake Medaka up and work together to find her to set things straight
>Ignore it and go back to ranting to Medaka
>Other [write-in]

>>3916380
>Chase after the girl after putting on your clothing

>Ignore it and go back to ranting to Medaka

>>3916380
>>Wake Medaka up and work together to find her to set things straight

>>3916380
>Wake Medaka up and work together to find her to set things straight

>>3916380
Decisions, decisions...

>Wake Medaka up and work together to find her to set things straight
>While you catch up to the girl keep ranting to Medaka

>>3916380
>Ignore it and go back to ranting to Medaka
WE'RE A MAN THAT FINISHES WHAT WE START

>>3916380
>Ignore it and go back to ranting to Medaka

>>3916380
>Wake Medaka up and work together to find her to set things straight

>>3916380
>Wake Medaka up and work together to find her to set things straight
Lets at least try and avoid the pervert trope.

>>3917491
>try and avoid
>after deliberately choosing to progress towards it
Seems a bit pointless

>>3916380
>Keep in mind that someone unrelated to this argument just walked in on both of us half-naked before we
>Ignore it and go back to ranting to Medaka

>>3916385
>>3916388
>>3916397
>>3916573
>>3916602
>>3916760
>>3916949
>>3917491
>>3917553

Looks like we're doing both like >>3916573 suggested unless someone comes for a tie breaker.

>>3916380
>Ignore it and go back to ranting to Medaka

>>3916573
Supporting

>>3917618
>>3917659
>>3917880

In just a blink of an eye, you ended up in a misconception situation. To you who was once known as the Banchou Delinquent, this was was the kind of underhanded nonsense that people labeled you with. On an outsider’s view, it looked like you violently struck down the president and was planning on having your way with her like a savage animal. There were so many things that were wrong with that it makes your blood boil. Despite your rash behavior, you were far more pure and traditional than one would give yourself credit.

Letting out an annoyed sigh, you decided to ignore it for just a moment. Turning your head back to the supposedly unconscious Medaka. Blood was seemingly pouring from her head, setting for a rather bleak appearance. Had it been a normal person, that one hit knockout punch would’ve been enough to send them into the hospital for a couple of months of recovery. However, you weren’t dealing with an average joe, especially upon closer inspection, you saw that the giant knot on her head was starting to disappear.

“How long are you going to be lying on the floor? I know exactly how strong my punches are. And for someone like you who could have dodged the attack without a second thought, the punch shouldn’t have actually knock you out. “ You remarked, surprisingly knowing enough tropes and cliches to be genre-savvy about the current predicament.

In an awkward fanservice or comedy situation, it is usually the straight man that ends up punishing the main characters for their antics. Usually by pummeling them and knocking them out regardless of actual power level or status. That’s why whenever for a joke or a lighthearted situation you find yourself able to be the one to “smack” some sense into others with perfect timing as the cometic foil. Not that you can’t tell a funny line, though your experience has been mainly reacting to others or getting put into compromising situations because of them. And today was no different as you see Medaka rising from the ground.

“Perfect analysis as usual Ken-chan. I didn’t see any reason to get hit by you, therefore I saw no reason to dodge either.” Medaka remarks, jumping back on foot appearing as if nothing has happened. Seeing her have a confident smile with her fan open didn’t give you any peace of mind. If anything, it made you all the anger as if you were the butt of the joke.

“THAT’S EXACTLY WHY I HIT YOU YOU, IDIOT! Learn some self-preservation Madam President! No matter how tough you are, there are some attacks that you need to dodge regardless of intent or reason. “ Once again you went back into a long ranting session over how changing in the student council room was a bad idea among other things. All while making sure to put on your clothing now that the running gag has been addressed.

>>3918680

“ Ugh, my head hurts.” You said, reflecting on Medaka after finishing your long rant in record time. How can someone so smart loop back to being so stupid? Rubbing your temples you begin to realize the folly of your situation.

“That’ll have to wait. We already got a letter in the suggestion box.”Medaka said, seemingly having already changed back into uniform. You didn’t bat an eye at this as it was just another typical Medaka Morning for you. That said, you soon caught the realization that she said we and not in the royal we pronunciation.

“Huh! I thought I told you that I wasn’t joining the student councils.” You argued.

“It looks to be from the Kendo club. Perfect timing, I can only assume that the girl who came in must have been connected to the current crisis. Let’s go Ken-chan.” Medaka smiles, already beginning to head out.

>Bonk Medaka again to get her to stop “ignoring” your refusal to join
>Let it slide for now and head to the Kendo club mainly to straighten things out
>Walk to the nurse to get some headache pills instead
>Other [write-in]

>>3918691
>Let it slide for now and head to the Kendo club mainly to straighten things out

>>3918691
>Let it slide for now and head to the Kendo club mainly to straighten things out

>>3918691
>Let it slide for now and head to the Kendo club mainly to straighten things out

Also sorry for the lateness of the reply, been feeling rather run down in the weather. I'll try to be more consistent tomorrow.

>>3918720
its okay, just found this quest last night after the live and its pretty good so far

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>>3918695
>>3918697
>>3918698

Just like that, you find yourself being at wit's end. On one hand, if you follow Medaka directly to the Kendo club it gives the impression that you’re doing exactly what she wanted. Once again following into her pace like some sort of lapdog. On the other hand, you still have some personal business to take care of with both Medaka and the mysterious girl. It was starting to turn up into a “Damned if you do, damned if you don’t” situation. Therefore, you make a distinct decision to follow after Medaka. If nothing else, getting rid of a rumor before it spread was far more important than fighting the school president over being drafted.

“Damn it!” You muttered, finishing putting on your blazer over your hoodie before walking out of the room.

Quickly you make your way back to Medaka just in time to listen to her explain the request. It seems that there’s a rowdy group of troublemakers currently taking over the entirety of the Kendo hall. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what exactly the anonymous sender wanted to be done. In Hakoniwa Academy, it prides itself on many aspects as it’s a school made for the very best. One of those factors was its many sports facilities. The kendo hall being one of the oldest and most traditionalists of the clubs that Hakoniwa Academy prides itself over. Unfortunately, as you made your way to the club, you knew first hand that it has seen better days.

In recent years the Kendo club has seen some serious decline inactivity. Because of the lack of members, the Kendo club was ultimately dissolved and abandoned. As an unfortunate side effect, the Kendo hall has become neglected and rundown. In its current state, it was no different than an urban dump or gang site. A perfect spot for a hangout for the school’s troublemakers and delinquents. As a former delinquent yourself, you kind of sympathize with these troublemakers who society deemed as rejects.

But that was a story for another time.

>Let Medaka handle this and go back to looking for the Kendo girl
>Assist Medaka in “correcting” the delinquents
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another
>Do nothing but observe for now
>Other [write-in]

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another
Time to build a new gang.

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another
I agree, they OUR boys now

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another
Every school needs it's banchou

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another

>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another

>>3918806
>Talk to the delinquents personally and try to come to terms with one another
We're trying not to go back to that lifestyle. But there is nothing wrong with this option.

>>3918810
>>3918817
>>3918856
>>3918864
>>3918865
>>3918888
>>3918917
>>3918933
>>3918971

Traveling by foot only took you about at most forty minutes to arrive at your destination. Although, you were mildly confident that had you not needed to take a sudden pit stop then you would’ve made it there in less than ten minutes. What kept you was the fact that Medaka wanted to change clothing. At first, you argued the need to since her school uniform while provocative to you given your “purity” it was enough to fit the job. Ever the fan for the theatrics, Medaka wanted to look the part of a kendo instructor. Of course, you knew better.

In all the time you knew Medaka, you were confident that she only knows the basics when it comes to swordsmanship, especially that of kendo. You, on the other hand, was another story thanks to your doting mother. Deep down you hoped that you didn’t need to demonstrate exactly what thirteen years of countless knowledge and experience can muster. After all, you once gave up dominating those lesser than you and striving to cause conflict to bring forth greater adversities and ordeals for you to overcome.

Standing outside of the Kendo hall, you briefly looked at the wooden door with a sharp gaze. Medaka, on the other hand, held a confident smile, preparing herself for a dramatic entrance. If you were to leave it up to Medaka, there was no doubt that she’ll get the job done despite enforcing her “unreasonable” expectations on to the delinquents. Not everyone held the mental fortitude and unyielding spirit to endure the president’s harsh training regiments. She always did have a habit of overdoing it. Thus, without warning you stopped Medaka from opening the door, causing the lavender haired teenager to blink at you with confusion.

“How about you let me try and talk with them first. No need for an outsider to force their viewpoints on them right off the bat right?” You said, closing your eyes after resigning yourself to helping Medaka with the suggestion. Sure you held your principles, but you still couldn’t help but feel like you needed to help these hopeless losers.

As you open your eyes, Medaka took notice of the serious look in those blue eyes of yours. They were filled with determination and unwavering resolve. Smiling at this, Medaka closes her eyes as she pulls out her fan. “That’s right, you used to be a delinquent back in middle school. You even managed to become the King of Delinquents, the ultimate Banchou. In the past three years, you spent your time conquering countless schools and amassing an army of the baddest people you can find. “

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>>3919557

“Don’t patronize me. That’s a time best left forgotten. Whether I be a bunch or just a regular student, trouble always seems to follow me no matter where I go. Since I was four years old I always got into fights and as a byproduct protected those far weaker than me. Think my mom once said that adversity and challenges bring forth character. Or something like that.” You sighed, letting go of Medaka’s other hand before placing yours against the door.

“I just have a knack for being good at problem-solving. Almost like it's my hobby to meddle in people’s affairs.” Upon saying that you pushed the door open to stare at the crowd of delinquents and troublemakers. “Why should today be any different?”

“Who the hell are you?” The leader called, showing his aggression to anyone dumb enough to intrude in his hangout. He was a tall man with spiky blue hair and tan skin. He was someone from Okinawa or was related in some way. Either way, his amber eyes glared deeply at you with great intensity. How long has it been since you felt another delinquent’s wild gaze?

“Me, I’m nobody. Nobody special really. It’s just…” You answered, scratching your head and letting out an unamused sigh. Slowly opening your eyes to meet with the leader, you sent a bone-chilling stare before speaking. “..Why exactly are you causing trouble for those looking to practice kendo?”

“Huh?! What’s that supposed to mean?!” One of the delinquents outback called in retaliation to your statement. They say that those who bark the loudest were ones who were nothing but talk. And judging from the looks of them, it seems your little stunt was causing quite the uproar due to fear.

>>3919647

Well from the look of you I can already tell you’re mainly third-year students. It should be obvious to a monkey that you shouldn’t be making trouble for your underclassmen or underlings. It’ll be bad news if you can’t prove yourself to be someone dependable. Or has your code in delinquency fallen much like this club? “

“You talk quite the big game for a freshman. Don’t be thinking you can rile up my men and talk shit about us and expect to get out of here in one piece.” The leader said, pulling out to be a Bokutou or wooden sword from his back to point at you. Resting just a few millimeters from your nose you find yourself able to see every detail perfectly. Such a refined and well-polished weapon told you that this wasn’t just your average punk.

“Before you try and pummel me with your numbers just answer me this. What exactly is Kendo to you? “

“Wha?”The delinquent crowded asked, rather confused about your final question.

"Stupid! As if anyone comes here to practice Kendo. That's why we here you idiot." The boss taunted at you, causing the others to laugh at your face.

"Alright, then I'll rephrase my question then. What exactly is Kendo to you?" You asked.

“What kind of stupid question is that? Kendo doesn’t have any real interest with us. We just like holding these swords. Not like we’re any good for anything else since we’re just average dropouts.” The leader remarked, almost laughing at your words as you stare at him deeply. Seeing your unwavering look was rather off-putting to him the more you focused on him.

“No mere delinquent would put that much care into maintaining their weapon. There’s no point since it’ll get destroyed in a street brawl. The fact your ebony finish is so thorough it feels like I need to wear sunglasses from all that shine. So I know there’s some serious passion here. Even someone like me can already tell that despite your ridges, there’s true value in all of you. Especially when it comes to kendo. You’re just too stubborn to admit or too scared to want to leave your little safe space and challenge the world.” You taunted, riling up the crowd even more as your words begin to stir the pot.

“So I’ll ask again, just what exactly does kendo mean to you?” You said, intimidating them once knowing exactly how to handle people like this first hand. Seeing how bold and cheeky you can be with a smile on your face was enough to set off the entire delinquent squad.

>>3919651

“Surround him right now! Make sure he can’t escape!” As the boss commanded, the entirety of the delinquent squad. A soft feeling a deja vu start to wrap itself around you as you briefly think back to the cool, spring afternoon of being surrounded by countless thugs on your way home by the riverbank.

“If Mr smartass wants to see what Kendo means to us. Then why don’t we show him right here and now?” The boss declared, igniting his fellow dropouts to stand together holding their wooden swords and getting ready for a brawl.

Not that you weren't surprised by this since men, especially those of delinquents speak better with their fists.

>Reveal your identity to intimidate them towards surrendering without a fight
>Beat them into submission with your martial arts
>Steal a wooden sword and gauge their skills while helping them improve
>Tag Medaka in to take your spot.
>Other [write-in]