>>3945618

After your first day of school, the rest went as followed. Starting with school academics it was simple for you to keep your academic achievements to that of A+ status. Despite your tough appearance, people were generally surprised by your high intellect and keen observation. This was nothing new to you considering in mid-elementary to Middle School you underwent unfortunate circumstances that led to countless fights.

The only thing that kept the faculty from downright hating you was your academic achievements and perfect attendance record. Although some say you held some sort of magnetic personality as people generally flock to you. Often it was compared to that of Medaka’s charisma but it was farther from the truth. Unlike Medaka’s which is basically a supernaturally charismatic presence and eloquence that inspires people to follow her, yours was a down to earth rugged charm that harmonizes and helps guide others, letting them be true to themselves and find peace of mind.

Of course, this was especially true when you buttheads with one another, meddling with one’s affairs, and other acts no different than an empathetic shonen protagonist despite being a tough as nails delinquent. Many people made countless jokes about you being a secret Tsundere as a result. Your best friend Hansode being the most frequent, but there was something about your sweet and earnest honesty that attracts people to your side. On the other end, it led to many people continuing to fight you even after defeating them. A truly balanced paradox.

From your first week, it seems like it was to follow you even into Hakoniwa Academy. Regardless, it didn’t stop you from doing what you always have done. That was just how Keichi Hakumasa is. Outside of academic activities, you paid close attention to the Kendo Club. Through your influence and Hyuuga’s assistance, the delinquents managed to pick up the basics pretty well. Although still far from the honorable traditionalist status it once carried, it was getting there. Heck, you were beginning to see subtle changes in Hyuuga as your vice-captain.

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>>3945620

On every morning and the evenings, you resume your daily ritual of training and exercise. This was necessary for keeping your honed, muscular body in top physical condition. More importantly, it was aimed at further pushing yourself past your limits. Even in these peaceful times, you couldn’t keep yourself from doing anything less than going beyond. As a result, your recovery rate was abnormal in itself. No matter how hard you train or how far you push yourself, you always recovered at full strength at alarming rates through slumber. Allowing you to do it once again and again.

That said, during the weekend you kept training to a minimum to take out Hansode for a completely platonic meal with no interruption. To be honest, it was rather a refreshing and wholesome time between you and your bestie. Strangely enough, your wallet didn’t cry as much as you were expecting. But you possibly chalked that up to the fact you went to a fancy restaurant, all dressed up to dine on some high-quality food. Either way, it was a well-received celebration for a job well done.

Following the next day, as it was a cool spring morning, it was at this point you were walking towards school. Although school wasn’t officially on this day, this was more for the clubs to manage themselves and take care of any affairs. An expected task that required your attention as the general affairs manager. It was your duty to make sure everything was going fine without any problems. Speak of, right from the corner you soon find yourself bumping into a familiar face….literally.


>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
>Jump on the opportunity to rectify any misconceptions that Medaka may have said about your relationship with her
>Take notice of the Shinai bag and ask what’s inside/if she does kendo
>Other [write-in]

>>3945618

Archives: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/3905887/

Anyway sorry for the wait but it's the holidays and I rather not have any distractions for Keichi's Wild Ride.

>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself

>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself

>>3945623
>>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
Oh good I wonder how Medaka completely screwed up her explanation

>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
>Take notice of the Shinai bag and ask what’s inside/if she does kendo

>Medaka Box Quest
What fresh hell have I stumbled upon?

>>3946249
A ride in the making.

Good to see you back OP.
>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself

>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
Glad to see this quest back up again. OP did you ever get around to deciding on twitter or discords for quest updates?

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>>3946379
>>3946396

Thanks for the warm welcome. And I decided to do discord instead since I realize just how much I don't care for social media. https://discord.gg/RYd9Kvb

>>3945629
>>3945633
>>3945982
>>3946043
>>3946379
>>3946396

Almost out of a romantic sitcom you suddenly bump bodies with Namida Nīmaiyā, a freshman at Hakoniwa Academy just like you. On your end, you manage to easily catch your balance during the fall, resulting in you keeping yourself up from touching the ground by resting on your fingers. For the average onlooker, it’ll look like one of those cheezy Chinese movies where they can support their entire body with their index and middle finger, but without the wire tricks.

On the other end lies Namida, currently sitting on her arse with her legs bundled together to prevent a certain unwanted trope from happening. Her eyes were closed, leaving her left hand to rub the temple of her forehead and left side of the head. Unlike you, it seems like she took more of the damage from the collision. Although in her defense your body was rock solid, thanks to the daily honing of your physique.

“Ah! I’m sorry, let me help you up.” You said, offering your hand slowly while using your other hand to support yourself still. Seeing your acrobatic stunt respectfully made the purple-haired girl make a worrisome face. If you didn’t act soon, chances are she was going to run again.

Quickly taking note of this you immediately position yourself back to normal kneeling posture. Your dominate hand was still offered to help her up. “Wait! Don’t leave. Let me introduce myself properly before defending myself from any rumors spread about me in the school.” After saying that for some reason Namida loosens up and stops looking at you as if she was starting at a madman.

“Okay good. My name is Keichi Hakumasa, but everyone calls me Ken for short. Nice to meet you.” You politely retort, offering up a warm smile. Slowly Namida takes your hand, rising from the ground alongside you as you both now stand your ground.

“My name is Namida Nīmaiyā, but you can call me Nami for short.” She replies, reeling her bandaged hand from your grip. “N-Nice to meet you too.”

“Well with that out of the way I can finally say this without worry. There is nothing between Medaka and me, we’re just close associates and Medaka is an exhibitionist. It doesn’t help that I tend to let my hot-blooded impulses influence my actions especially when agitated or irritated. Also, any rumor about me being a delinquent tyrant is a lie. So don’t listen to them.” You explain in full detail, hoping to clear any additional rumor-ish wildfires.

>>3946545

“...That’s certainly different from what Ms. President told me. She said that you and her were arranged lovers from a pact established since the age of two. And that it was perfectly normal for young teens to proudly expose their bodies to one another. Especially those of trained martial artists. Also, the rumors in school call you the delinquent devil dog of Medaka, a hot spin on the watchdog nickname.” Namida smiles. Hearing her talk about those rumors and misconceptions made Cross-Popping Veins appear on the back of your head as a metaphor for your grimacing rage.

>Calm down and change the subject [write-out what you want to know/talk about]
>Politely ask to momentarily excuse yourself so you can release pent up stress
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself
>Run back to Medaka with Namida in hand to argue at her “choice of words”
>Other [write-in]

>>3946546
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself

>>3946546
>Politely ask to momentarily excuse yourself so you can release pent up stress
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself

>>3946546
>Other
"There goes the prez throwing common sense out the window. Listen Nami, Medaka is a lot of things, and none of them approach normal. She does what she does and says what she says because she believes it will bring about the best result, but she doesn't often care for the context. While little of what she said is false, it doesn't mean all parties share the same opinion, and you can bet I'll be the first voice to challenge the prez to any outrageous claim or idea."
"Also there is clearly a difference in having pride in oneself and shamelessly exposing yourself to others. The prez just doesn't waste her time worrying about those matters."

We can't really beat medaka at her game when she's the protagonist, but the more people we clue in or get out, the easier it'll be to stand on our own while she wreaks her special kind of havoc

>>3946560
Gonna have to go with this one and >>3946559

>>3946546
>>3946560
Supporting and
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself

Okay I'm caught up now.

>>3946546
>>3946560
Giving my support here

>>3946560
>>3946686
>>3946813

Almost done with after thanksgiving cleanup and other necessity so I'll be posting very soon.

But I do got one question I forgot to mention that'll be important later. What exactly does Keichi look for in a girl/what makes them worthy to be his dream girl/waifu

>>3946874
I'm new so I dunno if I have him down as well as some of the other guys here, but I'd say Keichi probably likes girls that are bold and confident! Doesn't strike me as the kind of guy to chase after those damsels in distress.

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>>3946874

Out of instincts, you made a half-hearted smile to Namida to avoid drawing attention. Mentally you were having a fit of internal screaming. At this point, you’d think you would get used to Medaka’s brand of explanation but there was only so much one can take. Sure she usually ends assuming what people are thinking or how their sense of self ended up in their current predicament. An act that just screams haughtiness at worst and conceitedness at best. But with Medaka it was far more than that.

“It’s funny how she’s so smart that she loops back to being dumb.” You muttered, reflecting on the number of archetypes Medaka can fit. The most prominent being the Genki girl and the pure-hearted innocent Yamato Nadeshiko or at least her variation of it. Putting that aside, you slowly put your hands on your hip, turning your head with a sigh.

"There goes the prez throwing common sense out the window.” Quickly darting your eyes back to Nami, you revert to professor exposition mode. Getting in just close enough to explain with finger-pointing poses but nowhere near enough for shenanigans can take over. “Listen Nami, Medaka is a lot of things, and none of them approach normal. She does what she does and says what she says because she believes it will bring about the best result, but she doesn't often care for the context. While little of what she said is false, it doesn't mean all parties share the same opinion, and you can bet I'll be the first voice to challenge the prez to any kind of outrageous claim or idea."

Namida slowly nods, almost being swept by your eccentrics although far more grounded on common sense and reasoning then the overly eccentric abnormality that is Medaka. Seeing her getting your point, you reel yourself back before putting your hands in your pocket. Your blue eyes gaze strongly at the sight of bandages on Namida’s hands. Recalling seeing them briefly before during that unfortunate accident, your eyes dart to the long Shinai or cane bag. Now common sense was telling you a certain answer but you just had to be sure about it.

"Also there is a difference in having pride in oneself and shamelessly exposing yourself to others. The prez just doesn't waste her time worrying about those matters. Among many other things that people’s common sense would consider." You finish up the conversation, easing up for the delivery for the elephant in the room. “Anyway, if you don’t mind me asking...what’s with the bandages on your hands?”

>>3947029

Namida’s face briefly turned pale before she turns away to gather her thoughts. Fingers pressing against one another in a fidget panic as she starts mumbling to herself. Now you weren’t sure about it or not but you thought you heard the words “Ruki”, a derivation of the kanji used to describe cut. Again, you weren’t sure what you heard nor wanted to run the risk of interrupting her train of thought as she was rather cute in a scatterbrain kind of way.

After gathering her thoughts, Namida took a deep breath, putting her chest up high in a proud yet casual stance. “I’m rather clumsy but I’m very good at using a wooden sword and all things relating to swordsmanship. In terms of Dan, I think I was last registered being a nanada or seventh dan.” She scratches her head with a nervous smile. You knew Hakoniwa Academy is the breeding ground for the truly talented and gifted, but this was just abnormal.

>How do you react?

>Have her join the Kendo Club instantly, no question asked
>Confirm Whether or not she’s the real deal with a spar
>Congradulate her while revealing your dan and being honest with how jealous you are.
>Take a moment to think before saying something Chūnibyō and inspiring to win her over [write-in dialogue]
>Other [write-in]

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>>3946908

Perfectly fine, nothing to be ashamed about. The players essentially wanted to be an Ichigo-lite in terms of shonen protagonist archetype. So this works unless someone else speaks up.

>>3947038
>seventh dan
Shit she bodied us in rank pretty quickly.

>Congratulate her while revealing your dan and being honest with how jealous you are.
>Have her join the Kendo Club instantly, no questions asked.
Our kendo club grows stronger by the day, plus our Vice can use some company that he might actually respect.

>>3947038
>Congradulate her while revealing your dan and being honest with how jealous you are.
>>Confirm Whether or not she’s the real deal with a spar
Just an offer, of course. No need to freak her out by going full hot-blooded rival and force her into a spar. We are, after all, the Kendo Club Captain and it's perfectly normal to seek out recruits.

>>3946874
Ajimu said that apparently we gave her the exact same marriage proposal in middle school, so I was under the assumption that it was the type of girl Ajimu was pretending to be back then. ...Which, funny enough, I believe was essentially just a reasonable version of Medaka.

>>3947038
>Have her join the Kendo Club instantly, no question asked

>>3947068
Supporting

>>3947068

Looks like we're going with this before trying to recruit her. Writing

Also I find it funny that the consensus so far is that Keichi likes a Medaka that's grounded and reasonable.

>>3947163
Damn it we've been charmed without even noticing!

>>3947163
I'm thinking about all the potential drama depending on how the canon incident with Zenkichi played out here. Medaka clearly still thinks helping people out is her reason for being, maybe she made the proposal to us instead and we rejected her. ...And then we proposed to someone who was essentially Medaka-lite years later.

>>3947068

A Seventh Dan right out of the blue?! Talk about an unexpected turn of events. Out of your predictions, this was far off from the assumption that she was clearly a Kendo Enthusiast with a bit of a clumsy side. Not that it was completely off the mark given Namida’s reply, but this sudden title drop really caught you off guard. Strangely, you couldn’t help but get excited about this. Your younger incarnation who was more brash and violent would be off-put at someone better than yourself showing up out of the blue.

And yet here you are with a genuine smile. Practicing what you preach is one of your strong points after all. You weren’t the type to let yourself get discouraged or upset at strong people appearing. After all, the stronger the opponent the greater the opportunity to surpass your current self came. Of course, all of those challenges paled against your ultimate adversary, Medaka Kurokami. Still, every bit of a challenge helped and further ignite your hot-blooded passion. You are after all still an Okatku at heart.

“Really now. That’s wonderful to hear Nami~ I’m so happy that you managed to reach that status at such a young age. I’m only sixth dan myself but it was quite the grueling trial to overcome. Man, Hakoniwa Academy really is an amazing place.” You smile widely, giving off a warm, earnest smile. A smile that’s so pure and genuine that Namida suddenly starts flustering from such a sight.

Practically to the point of blushing, Namida starts waving her hands in a defensive arc. Once again muttering something that clearly sounds like Ruki-Ruki. Almost in an instant, she turns from you, rubbing her cheeks while having a puffed-up pout. Confused by this you gave her some space, not wanting her to become sulky. It didn’t take her nearly as long to regain her composure, though there were still shades of rose cheeks on her round, tomato face.

“No, I don’t think of it as amazing really. I just happened to be really good at Kendo and got lucky that my skills and diligence were acknowledged to this extent. I owe my growth to my sensei really.” Ever the modest girl, Namida starts downplaying herself while scratches her head. She was a bit too nervous to look at you directly.

“As you can tell I’m the Kendo Captain now. I’m working really hard to shape it back to it once was and helping anyone who’s genuine in wanting to learn and/or improve their skills. So before I drop the shell and ask you an important question, would you mind sparring with me for a bit? I’m sure I can learn a lot from someone of your talents.” You said, praising Namida with a smile. Once again, you soon find yourself staring at Namida’s back as she went back to hiding her embarrassment.

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>>3947295

Rather than speak she only texts on her cute purple smartphone the phrase “Sure, I would love to spar with you.” before showing you the phone with her back still turned. Seeing that as a confirmation, you almost jumped out for joy. Only stopping yourself at the image of Namida shrieking like a scared cat and sprinting away at top gear. Instead, you waited patiently as the two of you soon traveled to the dojo’s secret training spot. An open area outback styled in a zen garden-like fashion. Almost feeling like one of those old samurai movies you watched as a kid.

You were currently standing on the outside of the area wearing a dark green tracksuit. Although you came to school for student council and kendo business, you didn’t exactly bring your kendo gi without. So the only thing that was available on short notice was the school’s track uniform. Fighting in your school uniform while flamboyant to excite the most hot-blooded of people, it was unprofessional and came with a lot of additional unwanting baggage.

Stepping out from one of the Kendo storage closets was Namida, now wearing a dark blue tracksuit. Due to obvious reasons, the two of you took turns dressing up for this friendly spar. In addition, this was the perfect place to not only change but to grab some Shinai Swords. Unlike the Bokutō or otherwise called the wooden sword, the Shinai was a special wooden sword made out of bamboo for flexibility and offers safety for official kendo matches.

“Sorry. I wasn’t really expecting to actually get into a sparring match so I didn’t bring my proper kendo clothing with me. And fighting with my school clothing is rather...improper.” Namida apologizes, handing you one of the Shinai weapons as she starts walking towards her respected spot.

“That’s fine. It was my selfish request that led to this outcome. So I’m fine with us both using tracksuits for this.” You smile, taking the shinai weapon and resuming standing on your designated spot.

>>3947334

“Apologizes if this sounds rude. But don’t hold back or drop your guard.” Namida replied, sounding rather eerie despite her softspoken Osaka dialect. Briefly, her back was turned from you, yet you couldn’t see a single opening. This was far different from the harmless kitten presence she previously carried. Although she was holding a shinai, it felt more like a steel blade given her overwhelming swordswoman spirit.

“..Because of the fact that I’m clumsy...I have a rather difficult time holding back. So again, please don’t drop your guard...even for a second, Keichi.” Namida explains, turning to face you now having made her spot. A more serious and focus gaze locks itself on your very being.

>How do you react?

>Play it cool and exchange blows while observing Namida’s rhythm/swordsmanship
>Go on the offensive and keep Namida from making any sort of attacks
>Focus solely on dodging and using acrobatics to keep yourself safe while looking for an opportunity to strike
>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
>Other [write-in]

>>3947235

A very good guess.Though Zenkichi himself declined Medaka due to being 2 years old and unable to recall the proposal till much later in the story despite already in love with her.

>>3947335
>>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
Well she did say to not hold back.

>>3947335
>>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
No holds barred, full offensive. She seems pretty serious, is of higher dan than us, and I'm pretty sure she's a Special. This might actually be the first real fight we have.

>>3947335
>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique

>>3947334
>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique

>>3947339
>>3947356
>>3947366
>>3947552

In your long history of battle, you only recall one man who didn’t carry any of that. From inside and out there was nothing inside of him, but an empty void. Although his name escapes you, your body continues to remember that unpleasant emptiness. Still, Namida was different. In the brief instance of conversation, you felt her Kenki or swordsmen spirit. Not all that different from other forms of martial arts, the Kenki was a swordsman’s bread and butter. From acts of reading the opponent to intimidating them for disruption of rhythm., it was a highly flexible tool.

With Namida, you can only sense a feeling of sanguine once her fighting spirit suddenly dissipates itself. A sense of tranquility in comparison to the chaotic paradox of that certain someone you couldn’t remember. It was hard to gauge if what you felt was the real thing or just paranoia getting to you. Either way, you took a stance while readying your guard. If you couldn’t read the opponent’s psyche or their body’s rhythm, then strike first with the instantaneous speed of one of the derivatives of batojutsu styles such as Iaido.

“A good approach. If you can’t see through your opponent, then striking with your fastest attack to gain an advantage is the best course of action. As expected as the Kendo Club’s Captain.” Namida smiles, tapping her left foot on the ground in rhythm. You, on the other hand, refrain from speaking in order to better concentrate.

“Well then, since I don’t know how your Iaido to make any predictions, I too will partake in this contest of speeds to make the first move.” As she says this, Namida positions herself to taking a similar Iaido stance.

Motionless until the first signal, the two of you keep your attention on one another. Even if both are using the same techniques and/or style, the difference in factors such as attack execution will play a big part in deciding the battle. Especially if the gap between one another isn’t too wide for one side to dominate the other. On the next leaf drop did the both of you began to make your ascend into striking range. Not wanting to give Namida the chance to strike, you quickly make your move.

>>3947561

Getsuga...Tenshou, Iaido Style Mentally picturing the attack in your mind, you draw your Shinai sword with enough force to create a strong thrust of pressurized air in the form of an arc slash. While impressive on its own, it wasn’t the true danger in your technique. The real brunt of your attack was the actual sword swing that was to come. Only a genuine real deal would see that and focus their intent on stoping the sword strike. Of course, you were sure that you hit the mark after making contact with something hard.

“Wow! That was dangerous. I told you to not hold anything back and you took my warning seriously. So thank you, Ken.” Breaking the silence abruptly, Namida currently stands right behind you with her Shinai on shoulder. A mark on her weapon showing that your weapon did connect, yet here she stood in your blind spot. She was catching an eye’s view of your rampaging sword strike traveling through the scenery before eventually dissipating into air particles. “It almost looks like that one technique from shonen jump’s manga series Bleach. I’m impressed~”

As she shows genuine praise while being awestruck by your action, Namida starts to slowly shift her sword onto her track pants, like she was putting it in a sash. “But...if that was supposed to be a Getsuga Tenshou...then my attack was ...Hanauta Sancho: Yahazugiri.”

Upon hearing those words, a look of dread slowly befalls on your face. Knowing exactly what certain old samurai trope was coming.

>Defend yourself to the best of your ability and lessen the damage
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
>Endure the full hit and make your counter attack
>Fake getting knocked out Chuuni style in order to wait for the opportunity to strike back.
>Other [write-in]

>>3947578
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
The attack is supposed to be too fast to perceive, so it's useless to try blocking unless we know beforehand where she'll hit us.

>>3947578
>>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it

>>3947589
Analyzing it to block is a good idea, but I'm also hoping we go full Medaka/Akune and copy it as well.

>>3947578
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it

>>3947578
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it

>>3947578
>>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it

>>3947589
>>3947592
>>3947613
>>3947636
>>3947696

Going by your knowledge of shonen jump related stories you vaguely recall the reference that Namida just made. If she was correct by her statement, then there was no way that you’d be able to block the attack in time. At best all you can do is reduce the damage. After all, it was an attack too fast to perceive, and by the time you understood it, it was already too late. Shinai or not, it didn’t take away the awe-inspiring danger that Namida inflicted upon you.

Instead of worrying about what’s coming, you focused your mind on to recall exactly what happened. Bracing yourself for impact, you were all of a sudden met with a powerful strike to your chest. Clinching your teeth against the pain, your body starts to fill in the blanks while your mind replays the chains of events. First, you and Namia lunged at each other at fast speeds, holding those shinai swords tightly.

On the spot of the moment, you struck first with your attack. Creating a defense that was a detriment to Namida while swinging your sword at full force. In that clash, Namida uses her body to adjust the position of the Shitai, allowing the partially drawn blade to slide the attack off it and redirect it accordingly. All while giving the impression that your attack connected. Combing the flexibility of the Shintai, it sprung forward and use the added force of the blow it absorbed to amplify the Iaido strike.

The force was too strong for the body to registered, creating a delayed casualty as implemented by a clash of kinetic force and natural resistance. Thus, causing a slowdown which delays the point of impact as if gravity was weighing it down to bring forth a crushing defeat. Experiencing it first hand certainly puts you at quite the disadvantage as you almost drop to your knees. However, the final piece of the mystery starts to become clear to you.

“Shukuchi...Or Disappearing Earth.” You muttered, drawing attention to yourself as Namida stops midway after assuming that a singular attack was enough to bring you down. She doesn’t utter a single word as you continue to explain the magic.“ In ancient times, it was a move related to a magic trick, as anyone capable of pulling off disappeared out of thin air and reappeared instantly as they close the distance. Truthfully, it’s an advance martial arts technique, for things like Kenpo, its what the core motion steps are based off on. Traveling at incredible speeds through powerful legwork, it allows one to move through vast distances in a single step. Once upon a time, I thought such notions were a mere illusion’s tricks. Like moving during the time a person closes their eyes or using humidity to affect a person’s perception of time.”

>>3947739

“To think I’m fighting someone who can pull off that technique in addition to knowing how to delay one’s strikes as if I’m getting hit with the aftereffect of someone breaking the sound barrier. Feels like I’m dealing with the same threat level during the climax of the Juppongatana Arc in Rournin Kenshin.” You uttered with a smile, coughing a bit as you proudly stood once again.

A soft smile forms on Namida’s face as she taps her shinai on her shoulders some more. “Bravo. To think after a single strike you were able to deduce that much of my core fighting style. More then that, you’re able to still stand after taking a powerful blow to the chest. I’m starting to understand why Ms. President is so keen on keeping you around instead of hiring people to fill out the student council roles through application and interviews.” Slowly Namida tilts her head to look at your defiance first hand.

“I have known you for only a moment, but your face tells me that *This fight is just getting, so come one let’s get back to it* Or some other hotblooded phrase.” Namida assumes, slowly turning her body back to face you. “That said if we’re going by competition rules. That would be the first strike. And you were down by close to a minute. But alas we didn’t set up any official rules for this spar so the ball’s entirely on your court Keichi.”

>How do you respond?

>” That’s simple, we play by street rules when victory comes from one of us knocked out or admits defeat. “

>” We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”

> If this was a single strike competition, it’ll be my defeat. That said, I got a few in me to keep going for round two out of five rounds. "

>” I think that’s enough for now. I’m more than convinced of your skills and want you in my kendo club. As well if you’re willing to also teach me like the others.”

>Other [write-in]

>>3947592

You'll get the chance to try and replicate it once you train to utilize it accordingly.

>>3947761
>”We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”

>>3947761
As much as a street fight sounds awesome, that kind of stuff is behind us.
>” We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”
Time to carry ourself like a true captain.

>>3947761
>” We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”
An offer to the Kendo Club is pretty much guaranteed by this point but not her acceptance. Gotta show that the captain is just as capable and draw her in further. ...And also she's pulling off advanced, ancient techniques and we're a damn martial arts otaku.

>>3947766
>>3947771
>>3947792

Thinking about it rather briefly the answer quickly comes to you. Going head to head with not only a seventh dan but an expert in ancient swordsmanship is truly thrilling to you. If this was a street fight, you’d easily keep going right until the very end. A hotblooded flamboyance like the sun. But this wasn’t a street brawl and you weren’t the Banchou Devil of the West. Right now, you carry a much bigger responsibility, being the Captain of the Kendo Club.

Calming yourself through qigong breathing, you rise back to form as Captain “This is the Kendo Club, not a street brawl or a fight to the death. We’ll go by official Kendo match rulings. A battle of who can score the most points is the only acceptable way for a representative of the Kendo Club should fight.“

Shocked by your desire to play by the rules, Namida was briefly left speechless. Blinking a bit, she casually sets her Shinai tip on the ground. “You may look like a thug but you’re actually a pretty honorable person. But are you sure you want to play by those rules? There’s only 4 minutes left on the clock and I stole the lead with that demonstration. “

“I’d like it if you don’t refer to me like that Nami. I may have been a delinquent bancho in the past but that’s just it, the past. All I am now is who I’ve always been, Keichi Hakumasa. The only one there is in this world.” You exclaim, pointing to your chest in stride.

“Also, I got to see some seriously cool ancient martial arts from that exchange. I think that’s a fair enough trade for this unfavorable predicament. So let’s go Namida Nīmaiyā. We’ll fight with our pride on the line.” You smiled, followed by pointing your Shinai towards Namida.

“Well you say things like that, how can I turn you down? Alright, I accept your terms, Keichi Hakumasa. We’ll fight with our pride on the line, like true warriors of our craft.” Namida smiles back, pointing her Shinai towards yours. Crossing the two swords together in an honorable fashion.

“Sounds like something interesting is about to happen~ Hope you don’t me taking part in this as your referee.” Out from the outskirts of the training ground came a familiar face. A green haired cat-like beauty currently watching with a gleeful look on her face. You know her as Nekomi Nabeshima, the Captain of the Judo club. But, more importantly, she was the foul king, a notorious cheater who achieve victory by any means outside of official matches. Ever since middle school she has a sharp, persistent eye on you.

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>>3947862

“Nekomi Nabeshima?! When did you get here?” You ask, keeping your distance as you respectfully have trouble handling her persistence desire in getting you to join the Judo club.

“Don’t silly Kei-chan, I’ve been here since the very beginning. All thanks to a tip from our resident mascot Hansode Shiranui. Also, call me Komi.” Nekomi replied, casually wagging her finger while illustrating her weight as your senpai.

Namida who was rightfully clueless of the dynamic between the two turns back to face you. “Looks like we got our official referee. So let’s turn back the clock and get started, shall we?”

“Yeah, I guess.” You sigh, if Hansode was involved then there was no point in arguing.

>How do you proceed

>Continue focusing on full offense and keep the pressure on Namida
>Focus on dodging and countering her strikes with your own
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
>Stick to defense and guarding your weak spots for now
>Other [write-in]

>>3947877

That's all for tonight, see you guys tomorrow. All in all, I'm liking the character establishment and development for Keichi. He's a good egg.

>>3947879
Gotta nurture that egg QM before it eventually cracks

>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
I think that first strike on us alone is enough to show that we're pretty outclassed in this fight. Call it a defeatist outlook, but I don't think we can beat her as yet. So what about just taking the chance to learn some kick-ass sword techniques?

>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
Maybe it'll trigger 『Number One』.

>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat

>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
We're not going to be able to beat her without learning how we'd beat ourselves

>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat

>>3947889
>>3947890
>>3948013
>>3948237
>>3948496

Alright since we're going for learning Namida's fighting style through combat. Time to roll to see how well you do in absorbing that knowledge.

>1d20, Best of 3

Another Note, if you got suggestions for a better dice system for this type of game or prefer the Choose your own adventure multiple choice route, don't be afraid to speak up.

>>3947877
>Continue focusing on full offense and keep the pressure on Namida
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
It's not a bad choice by any means to learn her combat style, but in order to do this it's best to go for the aggressive style of play in my opinion.
1: We need to regain our lead. With only four minutes left we don't have much time to get a opening.
2: Cornering them will narrow down the options they can take, and thus also allows us to study them more closely.
3: If we don't actually put in the damn effort it'll be a disgrace to us being『Number One』

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3948611
Welp my post was late.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3948611

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3948611

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3948611
My roll's probably late, but I wanna be sure I remember how to do this.

Also the mix between picking options and rolling for stuff like combat is more than fine, all I'd really comment on is that 1d20 is lower than what I usually see for combat-related rolls. It's all up to the QM in the end though

>>3948620

I'm counting your post

>>3948630

What's the standard you seen for combat rolls?

>>3948633
1d100

>>3948633
Most people use 3d100's for bo3 but honestly it doesn't matter much outside of it narrowing down the range with a bo3, our recent 19 would be at around the 95 range as far as effectiveness goes in the end.

>>3948633
I've only ever seen quests do either d20 or d100. Considering it's Medaka Box and we're an Abnormal, a d20 isn't that crazy with its crit rate, but a d100 would allow for more breathing room for results (and make those hype ass moments more hype).

Also I'm surprised Nabeshima has an interest in us considering her feelings towards geniuses.

>>3948644
>>3948640

Fair. I went with a d20 cause it's easier to keep track of and measure than a d100.

Alternatively, I was thinking of using a d6 or d10 with a difficulty check for combat rolls. Hut spitballing the best way to handle them for the future.

>>3948652

Now, this makes a good point for d100.

As for Nabeshima Your abnormality hasn't been registered yet. So to everyone else, they think you're just a badass normal obsessed with martial arts

>>3948654
Just so I'm clear on something, Nabeshima can sweep the floor with us in Judo at the moment right?

>>3948679

Nabeshima has taught you some judo moves during middle school, but in a Judo match, she still has the greater experience/better focus than your jack of all trades mentality with the School of the Undefeated of the East.

So yes, she can body you in judo.

>>3948689
Lemme just get this out of my system then.

I want Nekomi to FLIP and GRAPPLE us until we're sweaty and tired.

Back to our regularly scheduled questing

>>3948665
It's incredible how well Number One fit with the Zenkichi replacement history we've got going for us. We're still the normal guy beneath the god-like Medaka and she's still 'alone' just as in Pre Flask Plan Arc all because our power is more or less situational and we haven't had hostile Abnormals yet.

That reminds me, we've referred to "Number One" activating before, are we aware it's an Abnormality or are we more like a chuuni naming his techniques not realizing it's an actual supernatural ability?

>>3948725

There's plot reason for why Number One is the way it is that'll be explained in time. For now, it's sort of an instinct that you just waved out as a chuuni naming scheme to get the blood boiling.

It's only when you'll start facing actual abnormalities will you begin to understand that it's an actual Abnormality, abet a special one since Ajimu marked you to join the Non-Equals

>>3948625

Before I forget and get to writing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lsn2tT5yTc

All requirements have been met.

>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat

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>>3948755
Fuck yeah. Now it's only a matter of time...

>>3948625
>>3948611

“In any case, let’s continue this match Nami.” You said, getting back to form.

“As you wish, Ken.” Namida smile, doing the very same.

“Good~ Now, resume~” Nekomi declares, dropping her arm down in dramatic fashion as the clock resumes. Within an instant, the two of you dash forward to clash against one another with your Shinai Swords. Playing defense at this stage was not an option, especially given how outclass you are to Namida. Even without her fancy footwork, her way with the sword was a league above your own skills as she parries and redirects your strikes.

Still, her advance sword skills, especially one of her ancient ones the Shukuchi gave her an edge that you couldn’t overcome with willpower alone. If this was a real fight, you would be bleeding from head to toe from the multitude of slashes inflicted upon you. In its place was the humiliating factor of being repetitively stuck on your head, torso, and wrist. There was the throat but you got the feeling she was purposely avoiding that spot for good reason.

For the next three minutes, you commit yourself to breaking down and learning the secret to Namida’s swordswoman style. If nothing else, you were going to use your body to etch it to memory to learn yourself. To cover up your intentions and maintain the pride of a captain, you continue to be aggressive and striking with everything you have. In response, Namida redirects and counterstrike all of your attacks. The fight was essentially two verses one now.

In between her Kenbu or Sword Dancing, Namida inflicted delayed strikes she calls Kūsen or Cutting Flash. Being hit with these two techniques gave off the impression of being mutilated by a multitude of shinai swords. Even with your robust body, taking all of those hits wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. Really it was impressive that you were still able to stand after the countless flurry of sword strikes that Namida inflicted upon you.

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>>3948904

In exchange, you were able to pay close attention to Namida’s style. Sure, you weren’t like Medaka who freely has complete control of her body through factors such as biofeedback, but your tolerance to pain was good enough to keep yourself from losing concertation. Even so, to finally imprint the secrets to Namida’s fighting style took almost three whole minutes. Netting her quite a large amount of points compared to your zero as your breathing start to deepen.

With time running out, everything around you starts to slow down. Deep breathing was all that could be perceived within your Seiryokuken or Sphere of Influence. The rhythm of your body’s motions start echoing inside, bones crackling and muscles losing themselves. A sense of an exhilaration begins to flow inside, rejuvenating your worn-out body in the process as adrenaline kicks in. Pushed back into a corner, something begins to awaken inside of you.

Previously reduced to standing on one knee, you slowly pull yourself up as resolve starts to resonate in your blue eyes. “...Sorry about that Nami. But I think, I’m finally starting to get my second wind.” With a confident smile, you start to take a stance.

“So, the real fight starts now? You really are a slow starter, Ken.” Namida smiles, resuming her stance as she crouches her legs. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to you, one more person was watching the fight alongside Nekomi. Currently, you were too busy unknowingly awakening 『Number One』to notice anything but the adversary in front of you.

“So how do you think this is going to play out?” Medaka said, holding up her fan to her face while leaning against a tree. Nekomi turns her head to glance at Medaka with a cat-like expression.

“With only a minute left, it’s obvious that Keichi doesn’t have a snowball chance in hell against a genius like Namida. But, if there’s one thing that Keichi is known for, it’s stubborn refusal to give up. Enduring whatever comes his way without wavering until that crowning moment where he can steal victory from the jaws of defeat. Only someone like that is capable of following under such a monster like Madam President all these years without breaking once.” Nekomi explains, taking the subtle jab at Medaka with her monster comment. Naturally, Medaka doesn’t register it due to her oblivious nature.

“But you already knew that didn’t you?” Nekomi asks, watching Medaka nod in response before turning her eyes back to Keichi.

>>3948926

“Just like Hansode puts it. Keichi, you really are the ultimate sore loser out there. But what separates you from the others is that you don’t take the easy way out by blaming your losses on anything or anyone you can find. You openly admit the frustration of losing but instead of complaining about it or holding a spiteful grudge, you push yourself to try again and do better. Not only that but you can be a graceful loser and without hesitation ask your adversaries advice or tips to get better. You’re someone who enjoys the thrill of the challenge and battling against strong opponents, especially those stronger than you. Never letting things like the fear of defeat or agonizing disparity of losing keep you down. “ Mekada said, briefly entering the first stage of her “proof of one’s worth” Peaching to the lesser mortals.

“If anyone’s the truest embodiment of hard work and perseverance, it’s you Keichi Hakumasa. Wouldn’t you agree, Ms.Nabeshima?” Medaka smiles, turning to Nekomi for her input.

“Exactly. A guy like that is precisely my type as a mentor. Truth be told, I was smitten by him during middle school when I heard of his endeavors. But what really sold me was his desire to fight me. Naturally, I beat him in a contest of street fighting with judo. Yet there was something about him that kept coming at me again and again despite the gap between us. Such a stubborn hothead like Keichi, even I can’t say that I dislike such earnest passion. “ Nekomi giggles in her trademark laugh, looking at the sparing match as it reaches its climax.

>How do you proceed?

>Try to overwhelm Namida through overwhelming brute force
>Fight fire with Fire by using Namida’s style to counter her
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
>Other [write-in]

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>>3948791

I'm getting the striking feeling you're going to try and aim to do that with Kumagawa at the first chance you'll get.

>>3948933
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first

>>3948933
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
Can use our style with what we've learned from her to predict and counter. We don't just replicate, we integrate!

>>3948938
It's the only thing that would make sense in a match between two losers.

>>3948933
>>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first

>>3948933
>>3948945
This
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
With Number One kicking in and us having an idea of how she blocked it the first time, she should be able to get closer to hitting her. One point from us is all I want right now.

>>3948933
>A guy like that is precisely my type as a mentor. Truth be told, I was smitten by him during middle school
Oh yeah, looks like that one anon's wishes might come true...

>>3948942
>>3948945
>>3948946
>>3948950

Since its unanimous, let's see how well you do this in style.

going to try the best of three method with 3d100 just to see how I feel about it in excution.

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3948956

Rolled 12, 84, 43 = 139 (3d100)

>>3948956
Check these 100s

>>3948956
Is it three 1d100 or 3 3d100?

>>3948962

Assuming >>3948644 it sounds like the latter. if it's a mistake I'll correct it next time.

Rolled 18, 1, 45 = 64 (3d100)

>>3948956

Rolled 79, 22, 85 = 186 (3d100)

>>3948967
Just wanted to be sure!

>>3948956
Rollin' loud and rollin' proud.

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>>3948970

>1

>>3948975
It was inevitable. We are, after all, Number One.

And Ajimu did say it's both an Abnormality and a Minus...

>>3948975
Just clarifying, does this have an effect on what we picked up from Namida or are we just getting our ass beat?

>>3948986

Latter but this one clash is going to have an "interesting" outcome.

>>3948976

This is very true. I'm tempted to tweak the standard rules of critical failures to better fit the paradox that Number One is since it is your calling card/should be the lucky number.

>>3948991
It's a quest based on Medaka Box, playing around with traditional mechanics like crits fits it well. Hell, a 2 being a crit fail for us makes more sense IC to me.

>>3948991
>I'm tempted to tweak the standard rules of critical failures to better fit the paradox that Number One is since it is your calling card/should be the lucky number.
Perhaps we still win, but it's in the lamest way possible? I agree with >>3948995 that 2 could be a crit fail though since fuck that number.

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>>3948991
>going to have an "interesting" outcome.
There goes our reputation again!

>>3948956

“Judging by the swordsman spirit that they’re generating, it seems like we’re reaching the climax. Just like the battle between Hiten Mitsuryugi-Style vs The Tenken. Both fighters preparing to go all out with their next attack.” Nekomi mentions, seeing the clock about to hit four minutes.

“Although Namida has the lead by forty points, it still feels like this is a fight where anything can happen. The odds matter not in this competition between swordsmen.” Medaka narrates, looking closely at the rising aura between the two combatants.

“That said, the clock is still an important factor in this. So this fight is essentially a battle against time. Therefore…” Nekomi pauses, leaving an implication for Medaka.

“..Whoever is fastest will be the one to decide the fate of this battle.” Medaka said, finishing up on what Nekomi was going to say with her implication.

Nekomi once again made her trademark laugh before resting her chin in her palm. “Regardless of the outcome, this is going to turn out to be a truly interesting battle~

“Oho? So you’re reverting to using the Iaido style despite the fact losing the first time with movement similar to the Shinsoku, or Godspeed. Does that mean you’re now fully conscious of that ancient martial arts thus able to use it to its full potential or…?” Namida reflects, purposely cutting off her trail of words to imply that she may know what you are planning.

“Who knows? But for some reason, I feel rather confident in this. Also, I’m not someone who loses to the same technique twice.” You said, gripping your sword tightly, lowering your legs slightly and adjusting the angle of the hilt and guard.

“Well, then I’ll meet such confidence with an old favorite like before.” As Namida says this she begins to take a familiar sword stance. Once again you felt a shiver down your spine, that technique is coming. And you're going to be ready for it.

>>3949042

To better prepare yourself, you slowly close your eyes. If your eyes couldn’t keep up with Namida’s movements, then you’re betting it all on your other sense, specifically your sense of touch and hearing. Upon the clock resuming to hit the four-minute mark after the brief narration between participation, the match continues with a vengeance. Sprinting through a single step, both you and Namida practically glide through the floor.

Normal people wouldn’t be able to register precisely what was going on. Nekomi was following on gut instinct to predict how things going to end up in between using her sight. Meanwhile, Medaka could follow the motions that both parties make clear as day. The difference between a special and an abnormal was no difference between the heavens and earth. But in this case, it matters not as both parties saw a rather dramatic spectacle. Like previously you took the first move to strike with the same attack as before move for move.

Unsurprisingly, Namida did the same as she implements the same strategy to block your strike and use the force to empower her own. As she travels closer, your other senses alert you of the incoming attack. The true purpose of the first attack was to remove resistance, thereby allowing the second attack to travel at a much faster speed. Creating a similar effect to creating a sonic boom, the second blow harnesses the vibrations to sever as a trigger for the delaying impact. Because of this, the body doesn’t register the impact and incoming boom effect until too late. Now knowing this, you’re able to act accordingly.

Timing your attack perfectly, you catch Namida’s delay strike with the bunt of your shitai sword, pushing that flexibility to the limit. The swords slide off one another in sync, creating a neutralizing effect as Namida’s sword pushes itself back. A vacant space in the atmosphere subtly caused a vacuum effect to manifest, drawing both parties closer to one another. As a follow-up, you twist your body to the side, riding on that rebounded force to knock your Shitai sword back into Iaido stance, now positioned to attack the exposed Namida.

“Getsuga Tenshou!” You scream, slamming the sword with tremendous force while utilizing the momentum created by the previous clash to empower your strike. Due to the suction of the wind, Namida found herself unable to get away with the Shukuchi or swing her sword fast enough to strike back.

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>>3949056

Therefore, a dramatic clash took forth as you strike Namida straight in the chest. A violent updraft followed be kinetic shockwave trigger a strong backlash of pressurized air. Blowing away essentially everything within range in an Omni-directional wave. Both Medaka and Nekomi found themselves swept up by the attack. Leaving you the only one to hold their ground unaffected as it connects. Quickly as it came, the decisive blow came to an abrupt end.

With the smoke and dust clearing away, you open your eyes to focus on Namida, preparing to try to catch up. Namida currently stood on the other side, somewhat dazed by what just happened. Not because of the strike to her chest, which by the way felt like hitting wet sand in a balloon, so you know like Medaka her body was well trained in turning any part of her body to a formidable suit of armor. So you know that attack wasn’t enough to leave any lasting bruise.

Instead, it was due to the fact that the force generated from your attack actually blew away the tracksuit that Namida was previously wearing. Leaving her wearing what appears to be pink lace underwear. You were left rather speechless at how mature and Yamato Nadeshiko like her choice of underwear was, before coming back to your senses. Namida soon realizes the implication as her face lits up into a deep crimson.

“Well, victory by indecent exposure. That’s certainly an unexpected move, but as the King of Foul I can’t help but approve of it.” Nekomi smiles, laughing at the results as the hard worker defeated

“I don’t want to win by such an outcome!!” You cried, closing your eyes out of shame.

“Really? Is that how it works? I mean she’s still standing and capable of fighting still. Not to mention the massive lead in points she has against Keichi.” Medaka replies, still not sure of what’s the problem here.

“Don’t shrug off the fact she’s in her underwear as not a problem!” You turn your head to rant at the girls. Upon opening your eyes you find yourself staring at Medaka and Nekomi also undressed from that ferocious whirlwind attack. Medaka was wearing the stereotypical lavish underwear you come to expect from Medaka. Nekomi, on the other hand, was wearing her sports bra and spat shorts instead. Leave it to the king of fowl to be prepared for such a move.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” You scream in frustration at this predicament. You really have to wonder exactly why this kind of stuff happen to you,

>Run off to find the girls’s clothing and give them back to them
>Apologize to Namida by bashing your head to the ground until blood comes out
>Accept your fate by letting the girls beat you up
>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out
>Strip your clothes off
>Other [write-in]

>>3948995
>>3948997

That's actually a fitting answer. I'll mark that down for future rolls.

>>3949082
>>Strip your clothes off
>>Apologize to Namida by bashing your head to the ground until blood comes out
When in Rome. Not like we haven't done this already.

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>>3949082
>Run off to find the girls’s clothing and give them back to them
I KNEW IT. AJIMU BLESS.

>Leave it to the king of fowl
Greatest innuendo yet

>>3949085
I think if '1' is going to be our lucky number and invoke a crit, it shouldn't be a lame win but pretty goddamn rad. 100 could be the lame win. It would fit our power. The biggest challenge results in Number One going into overdrive while the easy win provides nothing.

>>3949082
>>3949085
Support

>>3949092

That's basically how I'm going to handle it. The number 1 being the hype success, while number 100 is a crit success but the lame win. Number 2 is a crit failure in the worst way possible to balance this.

>>3949082
>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out
All of these options are great

>>3949082
>Strip your clothes off
Failing that,
>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out

>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out

>>3949115
>>3949253
>>3949127
Okay, seems like we're going for gender equality before symbolic suicide. Only in Medaka Box

>>3949270

Well isn’t this quite the unfortunate end to the series of events that took part prior. Currently standing between three beautiful maidens in their undergarments. As if you didn’t need your reputation to be any worse than it already is. You can deal with being seen as a thug or delinquent captain. Hell, you can deal with being called Medaka’s watchdog. But there was no way you were going to be known as the perverted devil.

Now there was one of three ways that this scenario could end. The first was to apologize to the point you smash your head down into the ground until blood comes out. The second was to run off to grab the clothing and hopefully appeal to Namida and co. The third and the most unfavorable choice was to make peace with yourself and let yourself fall to the disgusted trope of being beaten up for a perverted action that wasn’t your fault. Okay in this instance it was but that’s;s beside the point.

Thinking about it closely, you came to the only logical solution in this short period. Quickly you reach for your track jacket and yank it off before doing the same to the shirt. Next, you took off your shoes all while following up with those track pants. Stripping down to your flame print boxers certainly wasn’t enough to diffuse the situation. At the very least it even the playing field, especially for Namida who was probably thinking she can’t get married due to this act.

Finally, you reach for your Shinai Sword, currently lying on the ground. Now the only way you can repent was harakiri, or that’s what the traditionalist lifestyle of a samurai taught you. Actually dying wasn’t the purpose but when in Rome. Briefly, you take a series of breaths to loosen your muscles and weaken your natural defenses for the crucial portion of the final act. You focus your eyes on each of the girls, having now the courage necessary to leave your last will testament.

“Namida, I’m sorry you suffered the misfortune of that last attack of mine. This was not how I wanted to get a point on you, much less win. I just wanted to show my skills and impress you enough to warrant you joining the Kendo Club. I’m deeply sorry for this.” You bowed humbly and show sincerity in your apology. Namida was still trying to cover herself up while mumbling Ruki in embarrassment.

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>>3949321

“Nekomi. Sorry for dragging you in this but it looks like I won’t be able to accept the win. Or be able to show my face to the Judo club any time so. So you should give up trying to recruit me to be your successor.” As you say this to Nekomi, you saw her try to shrug it off saying that such things aren’t worth thinking about. You get the feeling this wouldn’t stop her from pursuing you but you still felt the need to apologize.

Turning to face the person who perhaps was the least bothered by this, you stand firm before meeting Medaka like a man. “Medaka, tell my parents that I love them and I am sorry that I shame the family with this indecency. Also, you might not be bothered by this but I’m sure as hell is. As a general affairs manager, I have to properly discipline myself by the only way appropriate for this situation. I’m not taking no for an answer.” Afterward, you turn to face all three girls before closing your eyes in tranquility.

“Goodbye.” With a last smile, you slammed the Shinai hard enough in the chest, specifically where the liver was located to knock the wind out of you. Afterward, you dropped to your knees, staggering a bit before collapsing. The hit was enough to trigger minor asphyxiation in order to cause a blackout and nothing more. With the light fading in your eyes, you felt your consciousness slipping into slumber. Yet your body chose to remain dignified in its harakiri pose.

Medaka, Nekomi, and Namida was now left to deal with the scene. Medaka and Nekomi logically talked about the dramatics of your symbolic samurai suicide and going as far as to rate it. Leaving Namida the only one to logically freak out over the fact that you were currently passed out in your underwear. In any case, you spent the remainder of the day unconscious. The next time you awaken, you find yourself back in your room.

You weren’t sure how exactly you got into your room since you recall committing harakiri in the kendo club’s training field. Regardless, this left you some time to reflect upon some things as you are currently alone to your devices. At least, you assumed that was the case as you caught someone sweeping the floors outside the hall. You weren’t sure but it looked like Namida in a maid uniform currently cleaning.

>Go back to sleep and deal with everything tomorrow
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
>Ignore it and go back to training
>Other [write-in]

>>3949324
>“Medaka, tell my parents that I love them and I am sorry that I shame the family with this indecency
I fucking lost it right here, dammit QM you're a treat. Honorable Ken-chan all the way.

>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not

>>3949324
>>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
Bless this whole day. I hope this is brought back to haunt us every time we try to pull off another Getsuga Tenshou. Whether by Medaka, Nabeshima, or Namida. Can't wait to get back and see Hansode's smug face.

And don't keep us hanging, man, how'd they rate it?

>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not

>>3949331

Nekomi gave you a 7.5 for a good try but was a little too cheesy at the end.

Medaka gave you a 10 for putting your heart out there and giving a convincing finish.

Namida gave a 9.0, thinking that it was still lacking something like blood leaking out to really paint the scenery together.

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>>3949324
>>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
Here lies Keichi. He never scored.

>>3949337
>Namida gave a 9.0, thinking that it was still lacking something like blood leaking out to really paint the scenery together.
D'OH

>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not

>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not

>>3948967
I seem to have miscommunicated, sorry about that. I only said 3d100's because a bo3 is in baseline just tossing 3d100 and picking the best one. 3 3d100's seems more nuts in the balance department though, rather fitting for our quest.

In any case, our mistake seems to be making us into a interesting foil to Kumagawa.

>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not

>>3949328
>>3949331
>>3949332
>>3949338
>>3949451
>>3949515
>>3949660

It was going to bug you all day if you didn’t check who it was cleaning. On the off chance that it was Namida, you couldn’t just rush out there like a mad streaker. As if you want to relive that indecent humiliation. Therefore, you slowly lift the covers off your body, peeling off the cocoon you previously crafted. To your relief, you were wearing dark purple pajamas with butterfly prints and a sleeping cap on your head. Good, now you know that you were decently clothed you casually hop up from your bed.

Without making a sound, you navigate your way towards the door. Pushing it ever so slightly, came a wide enough creak to peak outside. What you see does start to align the pieces together. Silky purple hair, a nice firm body subtly detailed in that classic maid uniform, a more traditionalist style given the black bouffant skirt went down to her ankles. The key gave away you saw was those bandaged hands of hers and her Shinai carrying case on her back. Only once she turned her face was you met with a familiar sight.

There was no doubt now, it was Namida currently polishing the wooden floors. You can only imagine that your mother Hitomi was involved with giving Namida a Japanese influenced variation of the classic victorian attire. Not that you were complaining since being around Medaka all your life makes you appreciate tamer and professional clothing.

“O-Oh Good Morning Keichi,” Namida said with a smile, turning around to meet you after finishing up her polishing.

“Good Morning Namida.” You smile, briefly caught off guard by her warm and cheerful smile. Just before she has the chance to disappear like a ninja, you politely grabbed Namida by the shoulder.

“Just a second if you don’t mind. I only have one simple question….why are you at my house cleaning?” You asked, smile intact. There were many questions to ask like how did you end up back home, how did you sleep through the day, what happened after you blacked out, etc. However, none of them compared to the important one being this sudden predicament.

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>>3950023

“Huh? Erm well, t-that’s because of that unfortunate incident yesterday. As a maiden, I should only expose my body to the man that I’m going to marry. Or at least, that’s how it was for old Japan. While things have certainly changed, I can’t help but feel ashamed about it, especially for my Omiai ancestors.” Namida studdered, putting her fingers together while mustering the strength to speak. As she did so, you notice a shift in tone from her cheerful expression to a more...gloomy look.

“...But it’s way too soon for me to devote myself to a future husband to repair my lost honor. I’m so disgraceful to my family line.” Namida said, adopting a more melancholy look as she was riddled with shame. Guilt was bubbling up deep inside your heart. “That’s why I decided to serve you as a Maid instead.”

>Offer to marry her instead
>Apologize in an honorable manner until blood comes out
>Change the subject by talking about [write-in what you want to talk about]
>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
>other [write-in]

>>3950026
>>Apologize in an honorable manner until blood comes out
>>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
Harem? In my Medaka Box?

>>3950026
Ahh, so we've both brought great shame upon our families with that little incident at the end of the dual huh? Surely there has to be some kinda "eye for an eye" rule here, like the two cancel each other out. Either way.

>Look for your mother to try and help the situation

>>3950026
Also I have a small question QM

>>3950036

Shoot

>>3950026
>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
She's the grandmaster after all, she'll know more about how to deal with this than us

>>3950039
You know how you use this one blonde guy>>3950026 to represent Ken? Do you have any pics that show what the other possible player characters would've looked like?

Also what are the odds that they make cameo apparences?

>>3950032
+1

>>3950026
>Look for your mother to try and help the situation

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>>3950044

Haruka

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>>3950044

Shiki

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>>3950044

Reika

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>>3950044

And Hotaru

There's a possible chance for a cameo but I'm still thinking of when would be best.

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>>3950080
I don't know about timing but Shiki and Miyakonoujo were made to oppose each other

>>3950093

You are correct. But look on the bright side, since you picked Keichi, you're opposing Kumagawa.

>>3950093
>Miyakonojou
I can see the panels with Kenichi talking about that he may dislike his engagement with Medaka, he certainly wouldn't want her to brainwashed to follow him.
We gotta copy his wall climbing ability.

>>3950026
>>3950043
I'll switch to support >>3950032 and move things along

>>3950104
Bright side, eh? It'll make for great drama but man is a fight between us gonna be one-sided. Unless Number One also lets us go all Jack Rakan.

>>3950106
It shouldn't be that hard, we just need to get stronger with our feet... and somehow learn to grip a completely smooth vertical surface with them.

>>3950106

Well, look at you, pointing out possible conflict with Oudo before actually meeting him. Good job with that foresight.

>>3950144

You'll be surprised at what I have planned with Number One during that fated battle. There's a deeper connection between you and Kumagawa that has yet been mentioned.

>>3950152
To be very honest, I'm excited to see what will happen when Ajimu gets freed and it becomes a hell for our boy. His OP fiancée, his middle school crush, his best friend, the girl he just stripped and The Foul King.

How much more will his special ability, "Bancho Pheromones" affect every girl?

>>3950161
As Ajimu puts it "This manga will now transition into a shitty romance comedy" once you keep your promise to her.

Alternatively, one anon called it 「Lewding Legal Lolis」 which isn't that far off Especially if going by a minus that goes off unexpectedly, turning them into lolis for certain periods of time.

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>>3950032
>>3950052
>>3950144

Seeing that you weren’t the only one who felt immense shame over the predicament did a blow to your honor. Sure, you could say that your following actions created an “eye for an eye” kind of retribution that’ll cancel the shame for both of you. But it was still awkward for the both of you. Strangely, this was oddly refreshing since the only girl you seen in their underwear was Medaka. Or so you think, there were pieces of your memories that are currently missing. Putting that aside you couldn’t help but try to appeal to your honorable side and make it up to Namida.

Without warning, you smash your head down against the padded floors in an apologetic bow. While not to the point of breaking the study wooden floors which by the way are notoriously hard, you did hit your head enough times to bleed out your forehead. An act that only made Namida nervously reach over to try and patch you up. Not that she wasn’t grateful to be under the care of such a respectable gentleman. It didn’t negate how your antics tend to injure yourself for better or worse.
After treatment, you decide to go find your mother, leaving Namida to go back to cleaning while she waits. Your mother Hitomi was certainly the most likely person to help you out and straighten things appropriately. As your sensei and grandmaster of the martial arts, surely she would know precisely how to handle this. In no time you made your way towards the dojo room.

Standing on the other side of the door was a sight to behold. It was a tall teenage girl, with shoulder-length lavender, pale peach skin, blue eyes, and a robust body that shows she’s a black belt in martial arts. What was most noticeable was the blank expression on her face as she nonchalantly puts on her school uniform. That uncaring attitude and presence only an older sibling can produce tell you just who exactly you were dealing with.

“MIRAI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!” You screamed, clenching your hands into fists as you reasonably freaked out over the sight.

>>3950193

“Jeez Kei, can you tone down on the hot bloodedness. It’s way too early in the morning for that.” Mirai replied, rubbing her eyebrow as her skirt drops to the floor, exposing herself further much to your annoyance.

Mirai Hakumasa, otherwise going by her alias in school as Miri Natayama, was your older sister. Unlike you, she was labeled as an abnormal upon the age of four. Becoming more than the just sum of her parent’s parts. Almost the complete opposite of you she was a “cool beauty” otherwise called a Kuudere, Rarely letting her aloof and laid back demeanor fizzle out, she is prone violent tendency much like a Sukeban, the female equivalent of a banchou. Tranquil fury doesn’t begin to describe the balance that Mirai represents.

“Besides, it’s your fault for stepping into the dojo without knocking,” Mirai explains, bending down to reach for her skirt, exposing her pantyhose in the process. Part of you feels like your sister was purposely messing with you at this point. “Also it’s not like we haven’t seen each other in our underwear before. Heck, your fiancée purposely strips all the time.”

“ Okay, first off, Normal people wouldn’t get dressed in the dojo room. And secondly, don’t bring up Medaka into this.” You argued, turning away with an annoyed sigh.

“Didn’t you bath with Medaka until you were the sixth grade? Not that I’m one to judge since we also bathed together until middle school.” Mirai casually points out, furthering your anger as you were about to rant to her about the importance of proper etiquette.

Mirai turns her head, letting out a sigh as she continues getting ready. “Yeah, Yeah. Calm down and take a joke before you bust my eardrums with your loud voice. Anyway, mom’s outback gardening. As for dad, I just got off the phone with him. He says he’s happy to hear that you’re the Kendo Club Captain and making an earnest high school life. Also, he’ll be coming home sometime in late spring or early summer depending on his scavenger hunt in South America goes.”

“Really? Dad is coming home for summer break?!” You exclaim. A feeling of giddiness soon brushes across your face as you remember spending new years with your dad and celebration into Hakoniwa Academy being the last time you saw him.

‘By the way, not that I have a brother complex, especially a perverse romantic version, but are you sure you want to still be standing here while I’m trying to change?” Mirai points out.

>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden
>Step inside and rant up a storm about your sister’s lack of empathy towards stuff like this
>Challenge your sister to a duel once she gets dressed
>Ask your sister about [write-in what you want to know]
>Other [write-in]

>>3950220

Once again as a disclaimer this is an AU so some things will be different from the original manga canon.

Like this, Miri Natayama in the original story was an anime original character for one episode despite officially being drawn by the illustrator. She has a cameo in the second to last arc in the manga.

So yeah, hijacking this plot with no survivors.

>>3950193
The similarities with Zenkichi just keep piling up! Interrupting even more people as they're changing is now inevitable.

>>3950220
>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden
We've seen the results of our own attempts at changing this behavior with Medaka, we'll just talk to mom about it.

>>3950220
>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden

>>3950220
>>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden

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>>3950240
>>3950244
>>3950253

You briefly blink in response to your sister’s antic. As much as you hate to admit it Mirai clearly has a point. Siblings or not, it was rather inappropriate to stand in and watch them change. Not to mention you not once have won a debate with your sister. Arguing with your big sister was a chore that you didn’t want to get involved in. Sure, she was far more understanding and approachable than Medaka, but still has a sense of apathy that makes her such a maverick in comparison to normality.

“Excuse me then.” You replied, turning in a huff while your sister waves you off with a nonchalant smile.

“Oh and tell the maid that I’d like to have some orange tea along with a blueberry muffin. Pancakes also works.~ Also, I need some compensation for carrying you back home and changing you.” Mirai calls out, making sure to be loud enough that you couldn’t pretend to ignore her. You didn’t want to open that ticking timebomb this early in the morning.

Walking down the path in a timely manner you find yourself on track to the garden. It only took a couple of turns before finally making it towards the zen garden. A massive field of sand with carefully planted rock formations and precisely clipped shrubs. If there was a more natural Zen Garden out there than this, you weren’t sure it existed with the amount of wild plant life there was. From the Sakura trees to the giant bonsai tree at the center, it certainly gave a scene of serenity and tranquility.

Now walking up the bridge above the running pond water to make it to the Zen Garden. As you make it inside, the silhouette of your mother starts to form. Strangely enough, it wasn’t the short and spunky eleven-year-old that you have grown accustomed to seeing. Instead, what appeared before you was a stunning brunette lady no older than her late twenties to early thirties. Wearing nothing more than gardening clothing, it was quite the mood whiplash for you.

“Oh. hey sweetie~ Glad to see you’re up and about after your little accident.” The mature woman smiled at you, holding the clippers behind her back. There was a sense of motherly charm radiating from the mature woman that starts to nag at you.

>Take a stance and ask the mysterious woman who are you and why are you in the garden?
>Apologize for disrupting them and walk back to look for your mom
>Ask the mysterious woman if they saw an 11-year-old kid running around here
>Think real closely and remember ????
>Other [write-in]

>>3950400
>Apologize for disrupting them and walk back to look for your mom
>Think real closely and remember ????

>>3950400
>>Think real closely and remember ????
Well alright then. Guessing that's her Abnormality...

>>3950400
>Ask the mysterious woman if they saw an 11-year-old kid running around here
>Think real closely and remember ????
Hmmmmmmmmmmm

>>3950400
>>3950409
Throwing my support here

>>3950405
>Guessing that's her Abnormality...
Unknown Mommy

>>3950400
>>Think real closely and remember ????
Boy oh boy, age shifting milf. Dad's lucky.

>>3950409
>>3950414

“Ahem, excuse me madam for interrupting but have you seen a little girl no older than eleven years old running around here? I know it’s hard to believe but she’s my mom, Hitomi Hakumasa.” You politely asked, brushing off that sweetie comment out of being distracted.

The mysterious woman starts puffing her cheeks before placing her hand on her childbearing hips. “Really Keichi? I don’t use this form as often compared to my adorable eleven-year-old self or the spunky seventeen-year-old form, but you can’t tell me you don’t recognize your own mother when you see her?” The sound in her tone shifted as she suddenly shifts her vocal cords mid-way to that of a child’s. Only making her angry voice strangely cute.

Blinking back at this you take a moment to reflect on this sudden reveal from the brunette claiming to be your mother. It was rather hard to believe such a thing was possible, but then again so was having an eleven-year-old girl as your mom. The more your brain raddles itself over it, something starts to click. Memories of your mother appearing in this form alongside your training in the mountains were rising to the surface. There was no mistake about it, this was your mother’s abnormality at work.

From your brief understanding of your mother’s abnormality『Red East/Invincible East』, it was an ability that took the concept of self-control and self-mastery that martial arts provide and take it to its logical extremes. In addition to being a walking encyclopedia of every form of martial arts that ever existed and anything associated such as Chinese medicine, it essentially allows her to do superhuman feats and magic-like abilities through her vitality and body’s chemistry like those in fiction and folklore. Anything was possible for her through martial arts.

You saw it in some ways the ultimate form of Medaka’s self-control skill as your mother’s control far surpasses what can be done through biofeedback. One of the side-effects of her abnormality was her impeded aging and complete control of her biological age. Thus, at one moment she could appear as an enchanting forty-two woman appearing not a day over thirty on moment, to transitioning to a cute, spunky eleven-year-old girl the next. You often compared it to Lisa Lisa’s Ripple granting her eternal youth and Tsunade’s mastery of the transformation jutsu.

>>3950506

Of course, it made for rather awkward moments for you growing up, especially whenever your mother came to see you during school. Part of you wondered with such an abnormality just how precisely old was your mother’s true age. On the other hand, you knew first hand from experience just how terrifying her martial arts prowess can be. She was labeled as the “Undefeated of the East” after all. So asking such a question even as her son was an invitation to receive a fate worse than death.

“Sorry, sorry. You can’t help me for forgetting what my mom actually looks like when she keeps shifting her age like a revolver door.” You reply, trying to appeal the quelling anger that was coming from your mother. Saying a thing like that, however, didn’t net you any favors.

“Oho….it seems that in addition to my son being popular with the ladies lately that he’s taking big about a woman’s age.” Hitomi mutters, cracking her knuckles as her ”aura” starts to manifest in a cycling current of golden electricity.

>Face your mother head-on in martial arts and let your fist do the talking
>Try again to appeal to your mom and calm her down
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
>Other [write-in]

>>3950519
.....Seems like we're a magnet for girls that can beat our ass.
>Try again to appeal to your mom and calm her down

>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]

>>3950519
>Try again to appeal to your mom and calm her down
I kinda want to fight or at least spar with her just to see what she can do but now is probably not the time... in fact, we're likely to just get knocked out again. She probably has some crazy ultra refined MMA style, and I'd love to see our inner thoughts gush all about it.

>>3950525

Yes but not inaccurate to the type of girl Keichi is looking for. In the original canon, Zekichi openly admits to being a mama's boy. So this isn't far off.

>>3950532

There will always be chances to spar with your mom.

>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
Flee!

>>3950519
>>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
NIGERUNDAYO, KENICHI!

B-but didn't we come to her for help with the Nami maid thing? If we just run off how do we deal with the other issue?

>>3950519
>Face your mother head-on in martial arts and let your fist do the talking

Come on! Where is your pride? We have a mission to do!

This could just be one of those comically short fights that end with a bump on our head.
Then after quick recovery we can ask about Namida.

Or it could go the other way around. Ether way, it works for us.

>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]

>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]

There is a time to spar and then there is a time to RUN AWAY!

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>>3950528
>>3950532
>>3950561
>>3950607
>>3950721
>>3950823

Your father would be proud of his son right now.

Also for future hints. Each one of your family members fits a different genre on Shonen. As well as a callback to Shonen Jump title(s).

>>3951057

In an instant, your face turns from naive optimism to dreadful fear at the sight of your mother. Whether if it was intentional or not didn’t matter to Hitomi, the fact of the matter that her age has been poked at was enough of a trigger to invoke her wrathful presence. Being both her only son and one of her students, you knew first hand just how monstrous your mother can be, especially when enraged. Her superhuman physiology was positively terrifying in itself, but what really makes her such a threat was the chaotic ultra-refined mixed martial arts style that is the Tōhō Fuhai-Ryu or School of the Undefeated East.

As a Practitioner of this hybrid martial arts, you know first hand the value and integrity it caries that gave birth to its namesake. As a martial arts otaku, you can’t deny the sheer amazement you get whenever seeing your mother perform. Granted, this wasn’t the time to be awestruck by your impending doom. Therefore, you start to reflect upon your teachings for a solution to tackle this adversity. Just then, an old mantra told to you by your mother when you were a mere toddler suddenly flashes back.


“Keichi, between you and your older sister Mirai, one of you will one day inherit the title of heir to Touhou Fuhai-Ryu. So make sure to remember these words. No matter what adversities or ordeals obstruct your path, always think back to one single truth. The School of the Undefeated East lasted over two thousand years because of the school’s noble mantra. And that mantra is...anything goes~” Your mind recalls those words your mother

At first glance, it sounds like barbaric and unrefined martial arts that were no different than a street brawl or a knife-edge deathmatch. But that was a foolish misconception that usually led to countless masters to fall under the School of the Undefeated East. A true master of the martial arts knows in order to study the art one must first begin with the art of imitation. Those who have mastered the technique can incorporate anything into their martial arts to further improve and develop their art. Forever honing it to a level that has no equal as they embody the world itself. Observing, learning and adapting over two millennia worth of martial arts combined with the philosophy that gives a flexible and creative mind makes for a truly devastating art.

>>3951191

With such a balanced, well rounded martial art by your side, you’re quite the formidable opponent even without 『Number One』 by your side. Especially since your mother Hitomi was quite thorough in teaching you. While she loved you with every fiber in her heart, when it came to the training she was no different than a lioness. Heck, when you were only four years old she tosses you off a mountain and only acknowledged you as a martial artist when you managed to climb back up to the top.

In retrospect that was the first sign, you had that shows just how unorthodox an abnormal can truly be. More so, just how frightening your mother can be. The Pixiu or Winged Lioness of the east, west, south, north, and center. In a head to head fight, even with the power of 『Number One』, victory was next to impossible at your current level. Thus, there was only one thing that you can do. Rely on the proud tradition of your father Daichi Hakuma’s family teaching. While you didn’t know much about your father’s side, but their family carried a proud tradition especially when it came to fighting.

“Guess I have no choice but use that technique. Be prepared mother for this technique will blow you away.” You said, slapping the sides of your legs while making a confident smile.

“How presumption to believe that you need to warn me. You’re one thousand years too early to be playing the role of my successor.” Hitomi said, starting to get into fighting position, slowly moving her hands in a way that normal people would make the assumption that Hitomi has a multitude of arms. Like that of the raging Ashura.

Briefly, you engage in a compelling staredown with your mother. A true test of wills as the ground starts to shake from your combine presence. Silence quickly envelop the area as each passing second became an eternity. One wrong move and it was game over for you, so you kept your cool throughout the staring contest. The moment your mom blinked her eyes did you finally act. At a drop of a dime, you start to run at top gear in dramatically flamboyant fashion.

"Runaway!" You scream, furthering the panicking image your frantic running gave off.

>>3951224

To anyone lucky enough to look at the spectacle, especially those with untrained eyes, they would see you running like a coward through your backyard from the Zen garden. In truth, it was being cowardly but it holds much deeper purposes. It was a move only used when dealing with a problem that couldn’t be tackled head-on or an opponent too strong to defeat directly, otherwise, you would’ve gone with the alternative, “Charging forward like a madman”. In essence, this was a strategic move that carries a wide array of options.

For this ordeal, you kept a close eye to your surroundings to outmaneuver your rampaging mother. Looking for any sort of clue to tackle this behemoth. All while giving you time to think of a battle plan, but not by as much time as you hope as your Mother was traveling like a speeding demon.

>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
>Make a phone call to your sister to meet you at school with your clothing and bag as you run away.
>Lead your mother towards a trap to “Stall” her as you make your escape
>Try to use your mother’s overwhelming strength against her
>Other [write-in]

>>3951230
>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen

>>3951057

Correcting myself a bit here. Forgot to include Shueisha, and by proxy Shogakukan into the equation as there are many different "Jump" publishers. My bad.

>>3951230
>>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen

>>3951230
>>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen

>>3951230
>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen

>>3951230
>>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
There needs be no honor when dealing with monsters

>>3951234
>>3951237
>>3951243
>>3951246
>>3951262

Looking around the backyard there were plenty of tools to use and pathways to take. If it was anyone else, the chances of victory would start to pile up. Unfortunately, all they would do is irritate your mom rather than slow her down to properly getaway. For example, you could try and lead your mom to the lake by getting on the boat but knowing her she’d either balance on a leaf or actually on the water surface to catch you. If you were wearing your school uniform it’ll be smarter to just run to school and lose her in the sewers.

Thinking closely about your options, you suddenly recall the reason you went to your mom in the first place. It was shameful thinking of your own survival when Namida clearly needed help and guidance. As a man, it was disgraceful, even if nobody would fault you from running for your life against such a ferocious monstrosity. She wasn’t even in her loli form which at least severely reduced the effectiveness of her superhuman physique condition like Bisky’s body transformation. Not that it took away her monstrous talents but at least she was at the current Medaka level for comparison.

At times like this was only one hope you can turn too when all else fails. Gambling your life on this single chance, you dash your way to the kitchen. Utilizing the Shinsoku you fully acquired with the Shukuchi being saved as a last-ditch trump, you manage to briefly shave off a couple of minutes in your dash. Disappearing in a flash, you reappeared quickly in the kitchen at the center. In a hurry you lung forward towards the secret compartment underneath the counter table. Digging through the compartment, you were met with a shocking discovery.


What luck?! You managed to find exactly what you were looking for. A large white box with the containments you need. Reading yourself with the goods, you brace yourself for your final attack. Just in time too as your little trick only distracted Hitomi for only a moment. Currently, she stood at the exit to the kitchen, readying herself to attack you with scornful furry. In response, you took a dramatic turn, hiding your hands in a pose akin to Janken or rock-paper-scissor. You leap forward readying your counter attack.

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>>3951308

“Ultimate move, Sweet-filled Sucker Punch!” Thrusting your hand forward, you successfully deliver the goods directly into your mother’s mouth. Stunned by this, Hitomi disappears from your sight, leaving you tensed up hoping for a miracle.

No longer the attractive Christmas cake she was previously, Hitomi has reverted back to her childlike form. Stars has formed around her pupils, sticking her tongue out in a cute, child-like innocence as she was the candy obsessed Hotaru Shidare from Dangashi Kashi. “So delicious~”

Seeing your mother now back in “cute mode” you hand her the box. Watching her devour the contents inside made you sigh in relief as you collapse to the floor. Your body, especially your legs were trembling in fear over the brush with certain death. It was a stroke of good fortune that in that box was, in fact, a large supply of mochi ice cream and rice cakes. Had it not been some form of sweets, chances are you’ve been currently in a world of hurt from your mother.

On that note, you look at the note that was previously on the box. Judging from the handwriting it was your sister, there was only one person with a monotone style of writing. Dear Keichi. Since I know you’ll be heading to the garden to find mom, why not take these boxes of sweets with you. She must have worked up quite a sweat out there during gardening and training, so receiving a gift from her children would light up her mood and soothe her.

Now if you say or did something stupid like mentioning the taboo aka her age then you should be thanking me for putting the item in the emergency secret compartment, either way, that’s another thing you owe me. Love Mirai

Just what are you doing to do with a sister like Mirai.

>How do you proceed?

>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
>Leave your mom be and focus on getting ready for school
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save
>Other [write-in]

>>3951319
>>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida

>>3951319
>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida

>>3951319
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save
>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida

>>3951319
>>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save

>>3951319
>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save

>>3951324
>>3951382
>>3951420

In any case, you felt that you owe your sister for saving you from the embarrassing and literal pain from getting your butt handed to you by your enraged mother. Naturally, you decide to go to Mirai and personally thank her. That is until you come to realize just one simple problem. Your legs were still crippled with fear, thus unable to move. Therefore you did the next best thing, which was pulling out your phone and making a phone call. Only after a series of ringtones did you finally get a response from your older sister.

“Yo, I take it you found the box of sweets in the compartment,” Mirai said, her cheeky monotone giving off a different kind of smugness that you’re used to thanks to a certain bestie.

“Yes Mirai, I got your message. So that’s twice that I have to thank you for saving me.” You said, showing real sincerity in your gratitude.

“Well someone has to. Former delinquent or not, you have a knack for getting into trouble. Honestly, if my lavender hair wasn’t already deceptively white under the right lighting, I’d swear that you can say I’m getting grey hair.” Mirai mentions, her monotone made it hard to tell if she was actually series or once again joking.

“Anyway, we’ll talk about what you owe me later. Right now I got sports practice to meet before school.”

“Oh really? Which sports club has you on rental this time? “ You ask with some curiosity.

“Baseball. The last period before the holiday break was hockey. I think I even managed to pull off the pitcher poker face and taunts like Hey batter batter swing.” Mirai says, getting ready to leave in the background.

“Knock em, dead sis.” You smile, finishing up your call with your sister before turning back to your mother. Enough of the sweets was enough to completely calm her down and return her to a state of child-like bliss and tranquility.

Once you found the strength to move your legs again, you made your way towards your mother. To nobody’s surprise, it seems she has forgotten all about the age comment earlier. And if you have anything to say about it, you were going to keep it that way. Quickly you transition into telling your mother about the problem that you were facing with Namida. Like a proper parent, Hitomi sits you down on the table and puts her hand on your shoulder.

“Did you commit metaphorical Harakiri in light of this shame?” Hitomi asks.

“Yes, I did, quite beautifully in fact.” You retort confidently, keeping the actual scoreboard between your associates to yourself.

>>3951498

“That’s my son. I raised you well.” Hitomi gave a thumbs up and a cute smile at her son, supporting his Chūnibyō tendencies with her own. “Anyway, it was my idea to suggest Namida to work for us as a maid. Since her family is working overseas she’s living all by herself. And what kind of mother would I be to leave such a child unsupervised.”

“Mom while I appreciate your attempt at trying to help me, why exactly did you tell her to become my maid?” You asked, showing reasonable concern with your mother’s choice of action.

“Because Keichi, I can’t exactly have her marrying you when you’re already engaged.” Hitomi smiles, unknowingly hitting you with a metaphorical sucker punch by mentioning the arranged marriage.

“Mom, for the last time just because dad and Medaka’s dad decided it doesn’t mean that it’s going to come true, much less me actually going along with it!” You argue in response.

“I’m going to do you a solid and put a pin on that rebellious nature of yours to focus back on your problem with Namida. As an honorable man, you need to let Namida repair her damaged pride by going along with this. At the same time, use this chance to get to know her, help her out and make her sworn duty not feel like an obligation. Now I’m not telling you to rush it since the last thing the girl needs is another blow to her ego. Only try to tackle this with moderation. Show her the man that you are and I’m sure she’ll come around.”

“Thanks, mom.” You genuinely smile at your mother’s helpful advice.

“And if that doesn’t work. I always recommend either saving her life when she is in trouble or undergoing the Tiger Bench method. Only this time in your underwear, while performing Seiza on the device as we drop stone plates for each grievance you done. Either of those will instantly restore both parties’ honors.” As Hitomi explains, that familiarity of dread starts crawling up your skin.

>How do you spend your day?

>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion
>Leave Hyuuga and Namida alone in the Kendo Club for bonding purposes [optional-watch from the shadows]
>Spend most of your time focused on your studies and chatting with Hansode
>Check up on your sister’s baseball practice
>Other [write-in]

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>>3951540

In case anyone doesn't know what the Tiger Bench is.

>>3951540
>>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion

>>3951540
>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion

>>3951540
>>Leave Hyuuga and Namida alone in the Kendo Club for bonding purposes [optional-watch from the shadows]
>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion
Don't watch from the shadows. We still haven't officially offered a club invitation yet, so we can do that and then just leave it to Hyuuga to get her settled in.

>Since her family is working overseas she’s living all by herself. And what kind of mother would I be to leave such a child unsupervised.”
Shit, maybe Ajimu's attempt at making another protagonist is through the harem protag route. Got two childhood friends, one engaged, and now the hired maid.

>>3951540
>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion

Is it possible to get our ever-so-kind friend Hansode to spy on Hyuuga and Namida for us? She's good at getting info.

>>3951646

It would be possible to do that yes.

>>3951648
I say we do it.

>>3951648
Then I'll throw my hat on that.

>Head to student council to tackle the next suggestion
>Acquire the services of Hansode to keep an eye of Hyuuga and Namida.
Just to make sure she settles in well ya' know? We're such a nice captain.

>>3951651
>>3951653
Do we take her on another "Platonic" Date, then? Or just a shit load of sweets?
Honestly, if Hansode won over Ajimu, I wouldn't be mad.

>>3951660
A bucket-load of sweets should do the trick, if we're lucky we can get a discount of her services due to our friendship.

Hansode is the hidden route

>>3951557
>>3951653
I'll switch to support this

>>3951653

Supporting

>>3951660
Sweets it is.
I will be super mad.
>>3951556
Switching from this to >>3951653

>>3951653

After a quick, fulfilling breakfast with your family plus Namida, you quickly head out to school. Only Namida was to accompany you on the trip as Mirai headed out earlier than you. You can assume that this also played with her identity in school. For some reason, she wouldn’t tell you exactly why at school she pretends that she doesn’t know you. That said, you didn’t really press your older sister about it. She was a Hakumasa so she can easily handle herself.

During the trip to school, both you and Namida discussed about her joining the kendo club. Naturally, you differed this from being an order as the master and more a suggestive request as the Kendo Club Captain. Already putting your mom’s advice to work. Namida didn’t show any complaints about this since before the events that took place, she was going to join the club to practice anyway. On that note, you talked over some ground rules for Namida to follow. Mostly it was to keep her from breaking the pride of the other delinquents, especially Hyuuga.

Upon arrival at school, the two of you subtly split from one another to go to your respective places. The last thing you wanted was a rumor about you being in a relationship, much less the complicating stand you’ve currently gotten yourself into. With that taken care of you made your way towards the student council building. Simultaneously, you made a phone call to Hansode and unsurprisingly enough you get an answer.

“Hello, this is Hansode Shiranuai speaking,” Hansode replies.

“Hey, Hanosde, it’s me Keichi. I know its a little sudden but can you do me a big favor.” You ask in a casual manner. Strangely there was a long pause before finally, you heard speaking.

“Aha, I’m sorry I thought I heard you speaking but it wasn’t clear. Could you try saying that again?” Hansode questions, showing a hint of intimidating anger as her voice was more aggressive than normal. Seems like you had a knack of making lolis mad today.

“Can you please do me a big favor! Hana-chan!” You pleaded, appealing to Hansode through proper etiquette when asking for a favor.

“See that’s what I thought you said. Sure thing, anything for my best friend Kei-chan.” Hansode smiles, returning to her cheerful self in an instant. “So what’s the favor.

You take a second to pause in order to get your thoughts together before replying.“Well, Namida is going to be joining the Kendo club. Normally I’d be there to make sure everything goes smoothly but I got student council stuff to do. So with your amazing talent to gather information and surveillance, could you watch over her for me. As well as Hyuuga and their relationship. I’ll give you a large bucket of sweets in exchange.”

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>>3951718

“Make it two buckets and its a deal. Anyone else would’ve had to pay five buckets to even speak with me about using my services.” Hansode mentions, the image of her waggling her finger as she talks was burned into your mind despite not seeing it.

“Deal! Thank you so much Hansode. I’m forever in your debt.” You cry in joy, practically bowing to her as she got the mental image of you on all fours giving the proper bow stuck in her mind.

Another pause came from Hansode, but this time it wasn’t anger. Unknowing to you, she was pouting, her cheeks a deep shade of red from being flustered now. “..Jeez Kei-chan, you’re too pure-hearted and earnest to do shady things like haggling, extorting or even blackmailing you.” She cries, trying hard to hide her embarrassment. You could almost swear you heard a hmph in the background.

Either way, after exchanging small talk you finished your call with Hansode. Just in time too.
Arriving at the main office, you casually peek through the keyhole. To your fortune, nobody was changing inside. Still, you announce yourself before walking in. Medaka was currently in her chair enjoying some coffee. Sitting in one of the chairs was a brunette girl currently wearing a tracksuit.

“Good of you to join us Keichi. I just have gotten started talking to our next client. Second-year Aria Ariake, recent new regular of the athletics club’s team.”

“H-Hello. Nice to meet you.” Aria studders, quickly bowing to you despite being an upperclassman.

“Keichi Hakumasa, nice to meet you too.” You bow in response, slowly turning to Medaka. “So what’s the problem?” You ask, assuming that the letter has been taken.

“Right so from what I been told and from this letter, it seems that Ms. Aria has been a victim of bullying,” Medaka explains.

“Yes, that’s correct. Um...Sorry by the way. To tell the truth, I originally thought of this as something I shouldn’t be talking to first years. But hearing from a friend about the Kendo Club…” The look on Aria’s face shows that she was rather embarrassed about the entire thing. But she also has the look of someone desperate and ran out of other options.

“Don’t worry about it! Please continue. I’m prepared to help anyone in need.” Medaka declares, causing you to turn with some concerns.

>Lecture Medaka about showing proper respect to Aria as she explains her story
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
>Grab the letter and run off to find the culprit
>Go towards the Suggestion box and look at another request while listening
>Other [write-in]

>>3951662

Discount acquired.

>>3951660
>>3951662

Like father like son.

>>3951735
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
Demeanour: currently appropriate
Hospitality: 78%
We can wait.

>>3951735
>>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
But if we interrupt to lecture Medaka it'd be disrespectful as well! Clearly we must set a good example.

Also I'm real interested to see if we have the brain power to even make half of the deductions Medaka makes from that letter

>>3951735
Imagine a parallel universe where Medaka remained as a regular slice of life manga about an extraordinary girl solving ordinary issues.

>Stay quiet and listen to the tell

>>3951738
Niceu, I'll try to not rely on Hansode's shady services too much.

>>3951746

this is Nisio Isin we're talking about. Even if it was lice of life, it would still be something like his Monogatari Series. Full of over the top supernatural hijinks.

>>3951735
>she was pouting, her cheeks a deep shade of red from being flustered now.
Our greatest weapon in this quest, we can make someone like Hansode lose her cool.

>>3951735
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell

>>3951735
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
The temptation to run off and find the culprit is there, but a hot head usually doesn't help in these matters.

>>3951742
>>3951745
>>3951746
>>3951866
>>3951870

It was rather obvious that judging from Medaka’s tone she didn’t understand the concept of showing respect through proper speech, especially to that of an upperclassman. Normally you’d be all on lecturing Medaka on the importance of etiquette, but that wasn’t the time for that. On your end that would be rude to interrupt Aria’s story. From her perspective, it was already embarrassing coming to freshmen for help, and Medaka did at least give her some proper hospitality to at least levitate her worries.

Keeping yourself as quiet as a mouse you start to listen to Aria’s story. According to Aria she was just recently chosen to represent the school in the upcoming competition’s sprint event. A rare feat for a second year to have the honor of participating. Unfortunately, as a result, just a week ago Aria found her track shoes ruined. Naturally, you brought up if there was anyone who could have done it. Only to be met with the grim reality that anyone was a suspect due to the competitive tradition that the regular spots on the team have been the norm for Hakoniwa Academy.

Of course, telling you that Aria leaves her track shoes in her locker room without any locks says a lot about her naivety despite being prepared for some hostility. Currently, Aria is using sneakers to train, but what has her in a nervous wreck was living with the constant threat of another sabotage. At the same time, she’s unable to tell the coach due to the risk of losing her position out of an act for her safety. Worst of all damaged peace of mind Aria has was negatively affecting her performance as you took notice of her frantic state.

“And that’s my story. It might sound foolish and weak-willed for saying this. But I can’t help it. I just can’t bring myself to practice with people who are capable of doing such horrible things. Everyone seems suspicious and distant, so I can’t trust anyone. “ Aria pauses for a bit, gripping her hands tightly as her body shakes from the anxiety. Tears soon begin to come out from her eyes before she continues. “I’m so stressed that I can’t even sleep. I have been like this for the past three days.”

“Fear not Second Year Aria. We shall put an end to those sleepless nights tonight. “ Medaka reassures Aria, followed by rising from her seat and holding up her fan in dramatic posing fashion. “I, Medaka Kurokami swear we will uncover the culprit’s identity today!” Medaka declares, basking herself in a shining radiance. Of which you countered by putting sunglasses on, and handing a pair to Aria.

>>3952768

Just like that Medaka has put quite a difficult task on the student council. In exchange, Aria couldn’t help but start crying tears of joy at the reassurance. Leaving you to look at the note while scratching your head. When a maiden cries her tears for help, it was natural men should come to assist. For you, it was rather different. Sure you’d come to help those in need, but you prefer only giving people the tools to help themselves. Nothing bugs you more than seeing weak-willed damsels not doing anything to get out of their situation.

>How do you proceed?

>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
>Wait for Medaka to do the puzzle-solving and tag along
>Head to the Suggestion box and take another request instead
>Other [write-in]

>>3952771
>>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
big bancho brain

It's kind of hard to let her do something about it herself when she's a normal human and all she has to go off is a single letter so how about we
>Take her with us to find/confront the culprit
This way she's involved in the process and can maybe solve at least half the problem by herself when talking to her teammate

>>3952771
>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]

>>3952771
>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
If I was a shitty person, what would I do?

>>3952771
>>3952784
Giving this my support, sounds like a good gameplan. Our brain is totally bigger than Medaka's

>>3952784
>>3952793
>>3952799
>>3952807

Seem like we're going for the hard way. So give me those 3d100 rolls.

Rolled 84, 63, 58 = 205 (3d100)

>>3952826

Rolled 26, 17, 76 = 119 (3d100)

>>3952826
Well, normally 3d100 is just 3 singular 100's but alright.

Rolled 60, 31, 100 = 191 (3d100)

>>3952826

>>3952844
QM said they were going to try the 3d100 for a bit to see if they like it.

>>3952848
>100
Goddammit, we got the lame crit.

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>>3952848

It looks like no solving the case through the most absurd and exaggerated way possible like Medaka.

Shinichi/Jimmy Kudo would still be proud by your sherlock homes talents.

>>3952850
At least it's still a crit. Not sure if Number One would even trigger for mental challenges anyway...

I'm wondering how a deduction's gonna be lame, though. Are we just gonna straight up become Adam West Batman and pull everything out of our ass?

>>3952862

Number One triggers for all challenges. If its within the realm of possibility or if you "believe" hard enough with "Resolve" it gives you the tools to tackle the challenge. Rather if you actually win or not depends on your "Resolve"

>>3952861
We slipped into the mindset of being a shithead too easily.

>>3952862
>Adam West Batman and pull everything out of our ass?
Medaka Repellent spray.

>>3952869
We WERE a legendary bancho so we can say it's just us calling upon the memories of all the delinquents we've encountered.

>>3952870
We can have her brother on speed dial for that

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>>3952784

“Actually I have a suggestion Madam President.” You speak, suddenly breaking the long term silence that you previously carried. Unsurprisingly Medaka nods her head in approval for letting you throw out a suggestion.

“I’m thinking of taking Ms. Ariake with me and solving the case with her assistance.” You answer, respectfully causing Aria to blink in surprise. More so Medaka was dumbfounded by your sudden decision before closing her eyes with a smile.

“Well sure but Keichi I actually-” Medaka briefly took a dramatic pause, giving you the time to reach over and grabbing the torn shoes.


“Also going to need the track shoes.” You politely asks Medaka. Again catching her off-guard as she nods while holding her fan in preparation for her dramatic reveal.

“Sure, but Keichi listen. I already figured out who-” Before Medaka could say anything else, you politely grabbed Aria’s hand and walked off to the front door.

‘Thanks for being understanding Medaka. I’ll give you a progress report once I finished the case, bye for now.” You smile, waving alongside a nervous Aria as the two of you leave Medaka alone as she waves.

“Safe...trip.” Medaka smiles, slowly stopping her wave. For a moment she keeps her smile before putting her head on the desks and begins to abruptly sulk. “But...Keichi...I already solved the mystery.…”

>>3953002

After finishing preparations, you start to walk from the huge closet area of the student council building as you make your way down the halls with Aria. Currently dressed in entirely a new outfit made up of a padded jacket and pants, complete with a deerstalker cap and a long cloak, you feel your hotblooded passion working your mind into top gear for the challenge. Meanwhile, Aria was rather embarrassed to be around you for a certain reason.

“Not that I don’t appreciate the assist but I got a couple of questions,” Aria asks, trying to fight the urge to not laugh at the campy atmosphere you were giving off.

“Go for it, Ms. Ariake.” You politely reply while getting into character.

“First off, it sounds like Medaka was trying to tell you something important. Secondly, I’m not sure why you requested my assistance in the case. Thirdly, where are we heading?” Ara asks.

“Excellent questions my dear Ariake. First off I’m well aware of Medaka was going to say. There’s no doubt in my mind with her supercomputer level of intelligence, she already deduce the culprit in her mind through something obscure like how the magazines from the daily newspaper are from the same district as the culprit’s living quarters. Time that to normal people would take days if not weeks to crack through all of the possible places in Hakoniwa.” As you answer the question, you casually pull out a bubble pipe to smoke. Making it harder for Aria to take you seriously.

“Then why didn’t you let her finish?” Aria asks growing concern at the fact that the case could’ve been solved so easily if they left it to Medaka.

“That’s because it ties to the second reason why you’re accompanying me, Ms. Ariake. See Medaka believes that her purpose in this world is to help others and be of use to them. An answer that unfortunately she has gotten from me when I was two years old. Back then I was mesmerized by how easily Medaka solved all the children puzzle’s during the playpen in the hospital my mom worked in. She was truly amazing with her exceptional genius skills.” You answer, making a serious expression despite looking so bizarre to everyone else.

>>3953014

“Then why didn’t you let her finish?” Aria asks growing concern at the fact that the case could’ve been solved so easily if they left it to Medaka.

“That’s because it ties to the second reason why you’re accompanying me, Ms. Ariake. See Medaka believes that her purpose in this world is to help others and be of use to them. An answer that unfortunately she has gotten from me when I was two years old. Back then I was mesmerized by how easily Medaka solved all the children puzzle’s during the playpen in the hospital my mom worked in. She was truly amazing with her exceptional genius skills.” You answer, making a serious expression despite looking so bizarre to everyone else.

“So she solved the puzzles and brain teasers for you without breaking a sweat at the age of two. I can understand why that would make her all the more amazing person. But I still don’t get why you chose to ignore her answer.” Aria asks, still somewhat confused and respectfully concerned with your mysterious reason.

“Yes I was the one who asked her and I was so happy that I blurted out that her purpose must have been to help others. But over time after the excitement faded, I felt empty inside. Like I missed the entire point of the puzzles and challenges. Seeing someone solve one’s problem is an amazing experience in itself. But can you say that you grew as a result by letting someone else do the hard work for you?” You question Aria, blowing bubbles dramatically as you await her answer.

Aria at first wanted to rebuttal it giving how willing Medaka is to help others, but she begins to think back to how she felt when she earned her place in the team through her efforts. As a result, Aria soon starts to look down, feeling ashamed of herself. “Well no when you put it like that. I’d just be copying the same answer that they displayed rather than achieving the same result through my efforts.”

“Exactly Ms. Ariake. If you let someone else do it for you, not only do you miss the chance to grow and become more self-reliant, but you also miss the joys of the challenge. The frustration of the stagnating wall blocking your path, the stubbornness in refusing to give up, the patience in taking your time and tackling it at different points of your day. The keen observation and creativity in looking at it from different perspectives and coming up with ideas outside of the box to tackle it. But most importantly, the rush & excitement of tackling the challenge and how you feel when you finally complete it.” You explain, still blowing bubbles in between.

>>3953014
>trying to fight the urge to not laugh at the campy atmosphere you were giving off.
We got the smile back bros

>>3953023

“So she solved the puzzles and brain teasers for you without breaking a sweat at the age of two. I can understand why that would make her all the more amazing person. But I still don’t get why you chose to ignore her answer.” Aria asks, still somewhat confused and respectfully concerned with your mysterious reason.

“Yes I was the one who asked her and I was so happy that I blurted out that her purpose must have been to help others. But over time after the excitement faded, I felt empty inside. Like I missed the entire point of the puzzles and challenges. Seeing someone solve one’s problem is an amazing experience in itself. But can you say that you grew as a result by letting someone else do the hard work for you?” You question Aria, blowing bubbles dramatically as you await her answer.

Aria at first wanted to rebuttal it since Medaka was more than willing to do the hard work if it helps someone, but she begins to think back to how she felt when she earned her place in the team through her efforts. As a result, Aria soon starts to look down, feeling ashamed of herself. “Well no when you put it like that. I’d just be copying the same answer that they displayed rather than achieving the same result through my efforts.”

“Exactly Ms. Ariake. If you let someone else do it for you, not only do you miss the chance to grow and become more self-reliant, but you also miss the joys of the challenge. The frustration of the stagnating wall blocking your path, the stubbornness in refusing to give up, the patience in taking your time and tackling it at different points of your day. The keen observation and creativity in looking at it from different perspectives and coming up with ideas outside of the box to tackle it. But most importantly, the rush & excitement of tackling the challenge and how you feel when you finally complete it.” You explain, still blowing bubbles in between.

“Now I’m not saying it’s bad to ask for help. There are things in this world that only certain people can do just like how you have your strengths and weakness. As well as how we can overcome anything if we work together filling out those areas we’re weak in. At the same time, we shouldn’t be overly reliant on others and be compliant in doing nothing. We’ll never learn from the experience, acknowledge our weaknesses and grow from it. Sure it’ll be easier to let Medaka solve it and call it a day. But what about the next time? Can we truly be satisfied with only solving this issue and not putting the extra steps to ensure it won’t happen again in the future?” You ask Aria, who once again felt unable to argue against such convincing logic.

>>3953031

“Medaka is someone who loves seeing people work hard and give it they’re all towards anything they put their sights on doing. While her standards are truly out of this world due to her seeing herself no different than anyone else, her reasons for them are something worth treasuring. So let’s work hard together Ms. Ariake, to solve this case and to build up your courage so you won’t have to settle on becoming a damsel in distress with the sports club. If we do that, then I’m sure you’ll make her happy too.” You smile, offering your free hand.

“Okay, let’s do this together.” Aria smiles, getting more pumped up as she takes your hand with newfound resolve. You only smile deeper in response as the two of you make your way towards a rather large room. It was filled with notes and papers all filed in their respective places. It was basically a giant library.

“Back to the case at hand, I need your extensive knowledge of the suspects to narrow it down. Thirdly, we’re heading the archives where I can grab the list of people to narrow them down before doing the most important part of this case. Any other questions?” You ask, navigating yourself towards the list of students in Hakoniwa Academy, setting the shoes on the table.

“Just one more… Mr. Hakumasa...why are you dressed like if Sherlock Holmes was in a fighting game? “ Aria asks, finally mustering the courage to address the elephant in the room.

“Elementary my dear Ms. Ariake. Because while I dislike to admit it, I do like Medaka’s habit of dressing up to fit the task at hand. Mostly due to the countless delinquents, I faced in my past having the strangest of outfits and quirks. Granted her bizarre choices can be a little distracting, so I tend to try and keep myself grounded when it comes to costumes. Besides, unlike Medaka, I can make this look cool thanks to my father’s side. He’s half-Japanese and half-British. While he’s an archeologist, he has trained himself in the art of being a detective since childhood to help with his discovery and thinking skills among the many other talents he conditions himself in. “ You explain earnestly, taking a second to reflect on just how cooly your dad was.

“Well, what do you think Ms. Ariake, don’t I look cool?” You turn to Aria, taking a dramatic pose while she could only look away in further embarrassment.

“Y-Yes, you look very cool...in your own unique way.” Aria smile awkwardly, unable to tell you just how much of a dork you look right now.

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“Anyway look at these shoes, now tell me what exactly looks off about them?” You ask, handing her the shoes to inspect.

“Well...from where I’m looking at I’d have to say mostly the fact the shoe’s brand is intact.” Aria answers, noticing closely at the logo on top of the shoe is still intact.

“Exactly. Judging from how precise the cuts are, our culprit is someone who knows the ins and outs of such shoes. So we know they have pride in the brand, especially considering how effective their carts are for worn-out shoes like these. But look at the angle and tell me what’s strange about it?” You questioned, already knowing the answer but want Aria to be able to solve it too.

“Hmm, it looks like cuts that can be only done by someone who is left-handed,” Aria says.

“Correct. I’m naturally left-handed myself so I picked it up immediately. But unlike most, I trained myself to be ambidextrous. Made those battles back in middle school noticeably easier than they could’ve been.” You smile, settling the shoes down after seeing Aria solved this section of the case. Slowly you reach out for the letter before handing to her. “Now look at the note itself. What is it about that seems out of the ordinary?”

Aria pauses for a bit as she looks at the letter composed of mismatched letters. On closer inspection, it seems that she starts to get the real clue. “These letters are from the newspaper. Each one looking like a specific brand from different periods of time.” Aria answer, earning your approval as you silently smile.

“It is clear that our culprit is a girl on the track theme. Someone who has a fairly long career while doubling as a sprinter, and uses the same brand of shoes as you, Ms. Ariake. Also, she’s left-handed as proven by previous deduction, uses the Japan times’s newspaper, and is capable of moving at fast speeds while being precise in her scissoring. Now tell me, who first comes to mind” You said, pulling out a list of students from the track team for Aria to surf through.

“Well from what we know, I’d have to say there’s only one girl who fits that description. Ms. Isagi Isahaya. She’s a third-year, a typical nice big sister who’s skilled at mentoring people and a normal just like me. “ Aria explains, handing the paper on her back to you. “So now we have our culprit, what exactly do we do?”

>We have to do a stakeout to confirm our suspicions
>We’ll lure the criminal with bait to be sure
>We’ll sneak inside and look at our suspect’s locker for proof
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
>Other [write-in]

>>3953064

Sorry for the long reply but this was a good point to dive into Keichi's mentality and hint further at his relationship with Medaka. As well as why he's the man he is today.

Also further breadcrumbs with number one

>>3953064
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
This sounds fun.

>>3953066
It's alright QM, characterization is always nice. Also some of the updates have repeating parts in them, if you wanna check for yourself.

>>3953023
I didn't expect for us to remember telling Medaka her purpose but I like how you've made it fit perfectly with our personality, ideals, AND abnormality.

>>3953045
Of course dad isn't just a simple archaeologist. He's living the gentleman explorer lifestyle isn't he? Which, interestingly enough, would make us the result of a union between different western and eastern archetypes.

>>3953064
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
Time to drop the detective act and do as a bancho should. Direct confrontation!

I've been re-reading the manga to refresh my memory and Medaka wasn't as bad with making people self sufficient as I thought she was. With the love confession request, she told Akune to teach how to write rather than write himself.

>>3953064
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
We flip a coin every minute to see who gets to be the good cop.

>>3953064
>>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
I think you double posted, QM.

>>3953075

I realized I fucked up with the last two updates since it was only supposed to be one but it couldn't fit or at least I thought it did. My bad

>>3953076

Correct, in addition to the jump title archetype your parents fit, they're intended to be a parallel between the different western and eastern archetypes. Or at least, that's my intent. Whether or not I succeed at it is another story.

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>>3953075

Also, thank you for noticing. I was particularly thinking it was a bit too early but because you remember turning her down at the age of two its only natural you'll remember being the one who gave her purpose.


Setting up this >>3947235 scenario here.

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>>3953081

“Unfortunately we have no hard proof to slap her with. It’ll be easier if I had my best friend Hansode assisting me but she’s already booked and I don’t want to trouble her any more than I already have.” You explain, letting out a reluctant sigh.

“So does that mean…” Aria trails as she waits for you to finish what she was implying.

“Yes, Ms. Ariake. We’ll have to do a stakeout. A process that normally takes several days if not the weeks before we got any results.” You reflect, once again letting out another sigh.

“But we don’t have that kind of time to waste. The competition is at the start of May and I need to prepare for it. “ Aria laments, her anxiety was slowly returning.

“Yeah, we already told you that we’d have this case solved by tonight. In times like these, only one truth prevails.” You smile, reassuring Aria as you stand up from the desk and walks off.

“What’s that?” Aria asks, grabbing the shoes and note before following you.

“The problem-solving talents of my noble English gentleman genes will have to take sit for my true calling. The accumulation of both parents rides inside me, shaped by my own soul’s will. The will of the Bancho Devil.” You point back to your outfit while speaking, showing that it was designed with your bancho traits in mind. Hence it gave the reason why it looks like sherlock homes in a fighting game. “Come along Ms. Ariake. In times like these, it is better to take the direct approach rather than play it safe and stagnate.”

“We’ll use the good cop, bad cop approach when interrogating our suspect, with us taking turns being good cop every minute on the flip of a coin.” You said, explaining the method of tackling the means to get the criminal to break and confest. Aria only nods in approval, bulling up her fist as she tries to look more tough. But in reality, it only made her look all the more cute as you reframe from snickering.

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As you walk down the halls, making turns towards the athletic field, specifically the track field, a chill runs down your spine.“ Ms. Ariaka, there’s something you should be aware of with Medaka. As I told you she likes people who work hard and try with earnest passion. So I don’t think I need to say how much she despises people who denying a person’s hard work, obscuring their progress, and interfering with their dreams and aspirations. Chances are we’ll have to hurry before Medaka’s patience runs out.”

“Gotcha so what are we waiting for? Our target is outside currently finishing up from her practice jog.” Aria points out from the nearby window. To your eyes, you saw a rather fit yet modest senior girl with pitch-black short hair and a sharp, determined look on her face. Looking at her blue sprinter bodysuit you notice that she was, in fact, wearing the same brand of shoes as Aria. It was all coming together, but that shaking suspicion continue to linger.

>Call Medaka on your phone and tell your progress
>Carry Aria and jump out the window to directly approach Isagi
>Ignore that suspicious feeling and remain compose as you make your way to the track field
>.Other [write-in]