Chapter1: Hello, Ms. President
"Hakoniwa Academy is it?" a blonde haired youth questioned looking up at the gates to his new school. "Bigger than I thought it would be." He muttered glancing at the pamphlet in his hands. The youth had a strawberry blond hair making him looks like either a delinquent or a foreigner depending on who you asked. He was wearing a white School Uniform with matching blue pants as he carried his bag over his shoulder. His black eyes darted around the area
"Well, one hell normal school." he mumbled as he rubbed his brow.
Making his way to the auditorium the blonde boy took his time appreciating the view the school had to offer as the Sakura trees were in full bloom at this moment in time.
"What a beautiful Sakura tree." He mumbled as he smiled, 'It looks like it will be a good new right'
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The theater was silent, not a sound to be made. Thousands and thousands of people sat in the rows, waiting for their new leader. The lights turned off as the doors were thrusted open. Footsteps could be heard as the lights focused on the new figure.
"Do you find this world boring?"
The feminine figure strutted forward, her long purple hair flowing behind her.
"Is your future dull?"
She swayed her hips back and forth, causing her especially large breasts to slightly bounce with each move.
"Is the present just 'going with the flow'?"
She walked up the steps onto the prepared stage. The lights shined down on her, giving a better view of the woman. She was wearing a black uniform, with her exposed cleavage at the front and a mini skirt to boot. She had stockings up to her thighs and shoes with a yellow cross on them. Attached to her left arm were five armbands, one red, blue, and three green.
"But be at ease."
She turned around to reveal her lean face and beautiful features. Her intense red eyes looking out at all of the students that had gathered. Bangs were surrounding her face as a long one went down the middle and a limp ahoge was resting at the top. She smiled out at all of the students.
"Because nevertheless, life is still a drama."
She grabbed the podium and her tone became serious.
"Starting today, I will be your new Student Council President. If there are any problems in your school life, love life, family or even personal problems, come to me. Write in my suggestion box and I will come to your aid. I will help you realize your happiness and see the best of yourself. I promise!"
The crowd cheered at her proclamation as words appeared on the jumbo screen behind her.
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A short girl with blue hair and an abnormally large curl on her head skipped towards her class. As she did, she hummed a tune and had no cares in the world. While she hopped, she heard many students talking about the same subject. The new student council president.
"Hey, can you guys believe our new president?"
"She is only a first year but won by a huge margin."
"I hear that she is the best in sports and academics."
"She's smoking hot but I heard that she is also super crazy."
The grinning loli girl chuckled silently at the progress of the lil'princess. She then started to head to the form of a blond boy with his head in his arms. She jumped into the desk besides him and rested her head in her hands.
"However you look at it, you have to be impressed that she can pull a bluff like that in front of the whole school. I suppose you could say she's used to standing up in front of people. Neh, Zenkichi."
"It's not like she's used to standing in front of people, it's more like she's used to standing over them!" Zenkichi declared in an annoyed tone. 'Where is my youth went?'
"I suppose you could say that, otherwise she wouldn't have become school president in her first year" The shorter girl conceded with grin.
"Even then to get 98% of the votes, she's definitely the undisputed number one. That is to say that even I, Shiranui Hansode, voted for the little princess. Looking at her accomplishments, she was number one in the country in the national exam, scored an unheard record deviation score of 90, got innumerable trophies and awards, even in sports she takes any record she tries for, and it's practically a joke as to how rich her family is. They're even said to be holding up to the economy of-" She started her speech about how perfect their student council president.
"Enough... Man Shiranui, you describe her as if she is a bad case of Mary Sue." Zenkichi's interrupted Shiranui monologue.
"Isn't she? Then again you're not one to talk like that, neh monster." Shiranui said with playful tone making the Blondie sweat dropped.
"Don't call me like that when I am in this school." Zenkichi said waved his hand comically.
She smiled like a certain Wonderland cat as she held up her hand and laughed. "You know, how you are going to join her side when she comes and asks you, like you always do."
"Heh! As if!" Zenkichi answered as his body tensed after hearing that. "Like I could handle being messed about by her anymore." He headed toward the classroom door. "I'm resolute! I'm definitely not joining the student council!" He declared as he opened the classroom door.
Only to see the aforementioned lunatic standing there, with a fan in her hand and a smile on her face.
Zenkichi quickly closed the door and running toward the window.
"Shiranui I'm taking the alternate route, I'll see ya later."
Just as he was about to take the jump from the third story window, a strong grip dug into his skull. He was pulled back and he felt his soul cower as he looked to see his best friend with the same smile.
"Oh my," Zenkichi heard that childhood friend say as he felt a vice-like grip on his head, "Zenkichi, you shouldn't be so rebellious in your outbursts."
Flailing and screaming, Zenkichi was hauled to the student council office while Shiranui was cutely grinning at his predicament. "Ahhh!"
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The class just looked to the door in silence before forgetting the matter and chatting about nothing.
A boy with green hair and glasses walked over to the rolling bluenette. "What was that? Is he okay?" He asked to bluenette in front him.
"It's nothing Hyuuga-kun, he's fine. There wasn't a blood splatter on the floor once he left the screen so he was probably dragged to her lair." She explained that making Hyuuga sweat dropped.
"Uh...okay? Hitoyoshi and the president, what's with them?" Hyuuga asked.
The girl stopped rolling and looked up at the squinting teen. "Well, they're old friends you see. But in my opinion, they are more like couple. Chehehehe..."
'Then again, I have to thank her and that siscon to bring Zenkichi into this school. The rumored Master of Night, no, a true-successor. Ahhh such taste, and if I could help it, a feast only for me, especially with that beast woman. But in a worst case scenario, I could learn to share... Hehehe, me sharing... Zenkichi, such compromise from me would only be possible because of you...'
She was rolling again on desk cutely; a vicious grin was now on her face as she drooled uncontrollably.
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In another wing of the school, there was a large wooden door with wonderful detail. Next to the door was a sign written in Kanji...
Student Council Clubroom
"Owowowow, geez you never had any finesse for your actions, did you?"
Sitting on a chair in the room occupied by the student council, Zenkichi was complaining on Medaka's treatment of him, specifically the hauling of his self.
"So what can I do for you today, president?" Zenkichi asked with sarcastic tone.
"Hmm... You're the one at fault continuing to disobey me Zenkichi. And why are you calling me by my formal title? Just call me Medaka like you used to." Medaka said.
"And what would that be exactly? I have multiple names for you." Zenkichi said showing his five fingers.
Medaka had a puzzling look as she rested her fan on her cheek. "I don't actually know, all of them suit me quite well."
Zenkichi started to thinking and started to count as soon as he remembered about that, "Well, there is Medaka, Medaka-chan, she the one who will lead us, Hannibal Lecter, and of course great queen."
"Ah yes, I've always been fond of that last name." She looked off into the horizon. "It commands respect, honor and vigilance."
"Yeah, it suits you after all." Zenkichi rolled his eyes.
He leaned back on the table and sighed exhaustingly. "Listen, I know that you are eager to start being the president, believe me I have been dealing with your anxiousness for weeks now. But even if I helped you, I don't think I would be appropriate to have on your council."
Taking off her shirt.
His veins popped up as he mashed his teeth together. "But you have never taken my feelings into account when you do something like this, have you? When you wanted to hike in the mountains, I almost got attacked by a ohtengu. When you want to study for tests, I have to stay with you all night to check with you. When you wanted to meet god, I must walk into the blizzard for come into Valhalla and convince old man Odin. I still can't look at people split without cringing. You never asked me!"
Taking off her skirt.
He held his head in his hands. "If I joined you in the council, then you will be….!"
Zenkichi shocked to see it as he jumped back as he recorded image in front of him into his mind. It was Medaka looking at him with a small smirk, waving her fan. She was wearing nothing but her underwear, tightly clinging to her voluptuous body. The white lingerie did well in displaying the size of her large breasts and her firm ass.
"Hm?" Raising an eyebrow, Medaka continued to fan herself. "Why so embarrassed Zenkichi, Don't you remember that we used to bath together until 6th grade?"
"We were kids!" Zenkichi shouted, a full-blown blush now on his face.
Medaka waved her fan as to dismiss Zenkichi's reasoning showing that she deemed them irrelevant.
"To the more important point, the reason why I brought you here is not for you to help me do my job. Never in my life I have ever thought a job challenging." Closing her eyes, Medaka gave Zenkichi a gentle smile. "However, I need you! All I want for you is to be by my side!"
Zenkichi shocked to hear that and his bang covered his eyes. "Thank you." He mumbled small as he smiled that look sad.
'You still have us that wait for you.'
Zenkichi smiled remembered about that as he stood up and leaned at the desk in front of him.
"Hmm...I see that you accept. Very well, for the next agenda, I present you the suggestion box that you made!
In a corner where Medaka was pointing her fan, Zenkichi saw the suggestion box that he built which looked like a replica of a Japanese storage house. In front of the wooden structure was a note where the word "Suggestion Box" was written and a slit on its roof where the suggestions and request of the student body were supposed to be inserted.
"A suggestion box? So you're really implementing it..." Zenkichi sighed.
As far a Zenkichi remembered, which was not hard since the election was only recently held, one of the pledges made by Medaka Kurokami in the election was to set up a suggestion box. Not that the idea of a suggestion box was something extraordinary. But with Medaka's firm declaration which went about dreams, challenges, and worries and entrusting them to her, the seemingly ordinary idea just got a new level of significance. It was thanks to such a profound proclamation that she won the student president election.
"And look, we have our first request." Waving a piece of paper, she was now proudly smiling at Zenkichi.
"I really didn't think that anyone on the school would have taken that little act seriously. And what does it say?" Zenkchi sigh as he closed one of his eyes.
"Hmm... 'I am currently concerned about the group of trouble-maker 3rd years who have taken over the Kendo Hall, could you please find some way of getting rid of them.' or so it says. Let's go Zenkichi, a request must be fulfilled!" Medaka declared as she pointed her fan to window.
Resigning to his fate, he could only hope that things would go well.
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In Hakoniwa Academy, education was taken seriously. From first class facilities to excellent recreational grounds, the school only give its students the best of the best. This is the pride of Hakoniwa.
Amongst the areas that the school boast of was the traditional structure that was the Kendo Hall. Its grand Japanese design, which was perfectly in harmony with the nature that surrounds it, gives off a peaceful and tranquil feeling, perfect for the training members of the club the structure houses. But this was true a few years ago. With the lack of new members joining in the last few years, the club got dissolved and thus, the hall became neglected. This condition paved the way for the school's troublemakers making the once magnificent building their favorite hangout.
Entering the hall, Zenkichi and Medaka, the former with an annoyed look on his face and the latter with a face looking for a challenge, got the attention of the resident delinquents. It is important to note that Medaka was wearing a provocative hakama and skirt combo attire.
"Mm? Who the hell are you?" The delinquent leader asked seeing Medaka and Zenkichi walking in.
Medaka holding a paper fan in her hand smiled "First year third class Kurokami Medaka Head of the student council…I'm acting as the student council…as a response to a request in the suggestion box." Zenkichi sweat dropped seeing that Medaka had dressed up for the occasion. 'This girl is unbelievable.'
The leader smirked evilly as he grabbed a bokken and stood up pointing the tip at Medaka. "Ah, I've heard of you…the chick president who went mad with power right?" he asked laughing. "I'm surprised to see that you'd bring yourself all the way here. You might have gotten 98% of votes or something but I should tell you…I got the other 2%!"
Zenkichi made a deadpan expression though no one could see him. 'That's not something you should brag about.'
"So you're the leader third year Moji." Medaka stated with a fearless smile "Kendo eh that takes me back…I tried my hand at it a bit a few years back." Zenkichi rolled his eyes.
"Looks like this bokutou has been well looked after." Medaka stated inspecting the wooden sword. "The ebony finish is pretty thorough."
"Bare-hand disarm…I guess it's kendo…though not something someone who just "tried their hand" could do." Zenkichi muttered scratching his head when he realized what had happened.
Moji growled as he shouted "Guys surround her!" his underlings nodded and grabbed their bokken and surrounded Zenkichi and Medaka.
"Inappropriate dress, dyed hair, and accessories…" she stated counting all of the broken rules she was seeing. "A veritable parade of rule breakers." She handed the bokken she had taken to Zenkichi "Not that I can really talk." She admitted.
"True…" Zenkichi muttered looking away from Medaka as her assets bounced within their confines
Zenkichi watched as Medaka suddenly dashed forward and disarmed each of the thugs giving the illusion that she had appeared in front of each one simultaneously.
"These cigarettes are one thing you should definitely change though." She announced revealing that she had taken all of the packs the delinquents had been smoking. "These things can cause all sorts of health problems. Just think of this as good for your future selves."
On the verge of freaking out the delinquents all checked their pockets realizing that she had taken their smokes "What was that some ninja technique?" one of them cried out in fear.
Zenkichi sighed "It wasn't ninjutsu it was still Kendo, it was the step forward then retreat movement used in Kendo though at that level there is little difference between it and a replication technique."
"It looks like you've made a fine mess of things here." She began looking around with a sigh. To have dirtied one of this school's great facilities to this extent I'm almost impressed." She covered her face with her fan and sighed again.
"What's with the lecturing?" one of the delinquents shouted in annoyance. "This has nothing to do with you President!" another shouted "Don't think so highly of yourself!" another finished as they all glared at her.
Looking around from behind her fan Medaka sighed "How pitiful…" she muttered stunning the delinquents into silence. "All of you guys were undoubtedly once passionate loyal Kendo club members…I can only presume that there is some reason, some great tragedy, which has lead you to straying so far from the path." Everyone nearly fell flat on their faces.
"Were you thrown aside by your parents?" Medaka asked going into a very odd pose. "Did you fail to meet a teacher who could guide you?" she continued continuing her posing "Were you betrayed by one of your own?" by now she had her right forward lunging forward as she bent backwards to still face the delinquents.
"Ah I can see her oppai." Zenkichi muttered impassively.
"Worry no more! I will help you be born again!" she declared shocking the delinquents "I will make it impossible for you to be distracted by anything other than the way of the sword! I will straighten you out! I will correct the wrongs! I will improve you, rebuild you!"
The delinquents were looking less and less at ease as they realized just what Medaka was going to do to them. "I will not see your thoughts led astray again…I will leave you unable to cry or even laugh." Suddenly her demeanor changed though she kept her odd pose "WE START WITH THE BASIC STROKES ONE-THOUSAND TIMES!" she roared, "DON'T YOU GUYS THINK YOU'LL BE ABLE TO WALK HOME TODAY!"
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"So it looks like you had to go another night without sleep." The little blue haired girl nonchalantly said as she ate her meal. "She must run you ragged if you can't rest in bed." She said with an obvious undertone at what she was implying. She lifted her fork to her mouth as she looked at the damaged blond with bags underneath his eyes.
"No it's because lately youkai come and attacking people and making ruckus around the town." Zenkichi explained. After his intense training with Medaka his sixth sense told him about strange activity in town.
"Hee... So what are you going to do now?" Shiranui raised an eyebrow, now on her fifth bowl.
"Wait for those guys in the Kendo Club to come back and watch Medaka reform them or something along those lines." Zenkichi answered as he drank his milk.
"These fools can't do anything. I'm gonna get pissed."
Zenkichi lifted his head in surprise at the sudden words that had been said behind him. He turned around to see no one. "Hey Shiranui, was someone behind me just now?"
"Yep, Hyūga-kun from our class."
"Hee... So what are you going to do now?" Shiranui raised an eyebrow, now on her fifth bowl.
"Wait for those guys in the Kendo Club to come back and watch Medaka reform them or something along those lines."
As he and the much shorter girl threw away their food, the informant only giggled at him. "No worries there! The school is having a recruitment class for people to join the council. Give it a day and you won't have to worry about the position anymore. Lucky you."
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Sparkling clean, that would be the state of the Kendo Hall as Zenkichi arrived. All the waste knickknacks and all the misplaced equipment, gone and arranged respectively. The hall was so clean, Zenkichi could even mistake that the place was newly renovated.
"Wha-what the!?" Zenkichi stammered, surprised at the new and improved look of the hall. "What the hell happened here!? Yesterday this place look like some sort of post-apocalyptic ruins!"
"You're late Zenkichi!" Wearing upper part of a white duster dress over her modified school uniform and a white cloth on her head, Medaka look like a sexy version of a house cleaner, an attire which made Zenkichi blush. "Training started ages ago. As punishment, you'd best not expect to be going home anytime soon. You're not the only one either. No one seems to come on time this days."
"You know Medaka-chan, you should never concern yourself with some strangers. Why work so hard?"
Getting rid of her cleaner's attire in a very showy way, Medaka resolutely faced Zenkichi. "Why question my motives!? You should know that I was born onto this earth to help complete strangers. It's only when I'm able to help someone then I'm truly happy."
'You're motivation is why I question you Medaka-chan. It just seems so wrong and sad'. Zenkichi thought knowing he could not really directly tell such things to Medaka since it would only be lost cause.
One might even ask if such selfless person truly exist if faced by such declaration. Truthfully, it's not really impossible, still most of the time, such actions and declarations have some hidden agenda or just some way to feel the pleasure of being helpful and thanked by people of lower status groveling at their feet. But in front of Zenkichi, an example of such selfless person bordering sainthood stood. A selfless being that truly believed that she was born for the sake of others. He might constitute this to some kind of Messiah Complex or some other psychological jargon, but by being with her for almost 13 years, Zenkichi could confidently, with some displeasure, call Medaka a truly selfless person. Then again Medaka's thinking was wrong even though it was normal in Zenkichi's perspective.
"I'll say this Medaka-chan. If you carry on as you are now, you are bound to regret it one of these days." Still, Zenkichi had to try.
"Such thing will never happen!" With a resolute face, Medaka pointed the cloth duster towards Zenkichi to emphasize her point.
"Tsk! Why do I even care!?" Turning his back at Medaka, Zenkichi strode to the wooden sliding door. "It's not like I'm a member of the student council anyways!"
But at the moment Zenkichi opened the door, he saw the delinquents now wearing proper Kendo club attires holding a bamboo sword each. It seemed that Medaka's overwhelming speech and Spartan-like training session broke their troublemaker shells. Getting out of the way, he saw them walked through the door with purpose.
"We may be a bunch of lowlifes but don't you dare confuse us for cowards!"
'If only such declarations like the one Moji were now spouting right now would have never come, changing Medaka-chans's outlook would have been easier. ' Zenkichi cursed deep inside himself.
"As if being beaten to a pulp would make us give up this place! I'll tell you now but you'll never reform us! If you think you can then just try it!"
Like a protagonist of a work of fiction, Medaka had already reformed the once delinquents with not much difficulty even if they say otherwise.
"Fine then, I'll take on anyone's problems. I'll also take on anyone's challenge." Grinning, Medaka began another hellish session.
Near the door, Zenkichi could only glare at them and leave.
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In a resigned manner, Zenkichi walked through one of the empty hallways of Hakoniwa Academy. From the way things were developing in the Kendo Hall, it seemed that he was not needed. Thus, with a clenched fist showing his irritation to Medaka's stubborn attitude, he decided to have a relaxing stroll around the campus and to think through some things.
Medaka Kurokami. From as long as he could remember, she always ended up standing above people. In face of her overpowering personality, in face of her unquestionable dictatorship, whilst being the envy of many, with a personality which rides above right and wrong, in the end none can help but liking her. Regardless of what hardship she was forced to bear, she would not resent a thing, She'd just carry on as she always does. Nevertheless, Zenkichi was not as conceited as to think that he understood Medaka the most, when she herself barely did.
'What is wrong with me?' Zenkichi thought in general point view he was very strange because he was keeping a person that helping the others, such thing would be absurd! But Zenkichi thought otherwise. Because he knew that such thoughts and action would end nothing but destructive to herself. But what he can do was just waiting for that opportunity.
THWACK
Zenkichi fell to his knees as he held the back of his bleeding head. His eyes glazed over in pain as he tried to calm down and stop the sudden pain. He glanced behind him and saw a green hair with glasses.
THWACK
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"Ah, there's nothing like kicking some garbage around to lighten your mood." Hyūga chuckled slightly as he took some deep breathes. As he moved, the bodies beneath him all gasped in pain. Their faces bleeding and their bodies bruised. Moji slowly lifted his head to look up at the freshmen.
"W-who are you?"
"Oh I'm just a freshman. A very serious freshman." He took out a cloth and started to wipe the blood off of his wooden sword, a wicked smirk plastered to his face. "And I want to practice kendo seriously. Very, very seriously. But please, don't blame me for my misbehavior." He started to walk around the dojo hall as Moji followed his movement.
"I never had a very positive role model to follow. My cousin and I always looked to her older brother for guidance on what we could and couldn't do. But he always said that no matter what we do, we would never be anything. He said that our destiny is already determined and only a few of us can ever hope to be something. So I tried to be the best I could at kendo, but I could never work well with others. So I wanted to use this hall to practice, but just my luck some punk assholes already claimed this space. I wanted to be a good boy and ask the president for help, but she did nothing but give you guys a reason not to leave. So I guess I'll just have to kick you out and take this seriously."
Moji clenched his fists in defeat at the overwhelming skill this led had. He remembered what that monster girl had said about them that even if they were lower than dirt, they could climb themselves out. He clenched his teeth as he lifted his broken body and grasped his bamboo sword. "Hey, don't leave just yet asshole." Hyūga looked back at the struggling senior. "I just remembered that I used to take kendo very seriously."
Hyūga looked at him surprisingly as he noticed that the rest of the delinquents were struggling to stand. He smiled deeply at the worthless attempts these fools were playing. He leveled his sword to Moji's head and prepared to strike. "Fine then, but do you know what three times kendo means? It means that I am three times stronger than any of you." He raised his sword and brought it down on Moji's face.
And then noticed that the sword was gone.
"I glad that I arrive at good time." Hyūga looked from his empty hands to a blonde that grabbing his sword. Standing in front of him was Zenkichi Hitoyoshi without any sign injures and smiling at Hyūga.
"Hitoyoshi?! What the hell? I smashed your head in? What are you doing here?" Hyūga said as he back off from Zenkichi.
"Is that true? I am not remembering about that after all." Zenkichi said as he raised his right hand and accidentally showed a bracelet with some kind white lock that had cross symbol on the lock as he scratching back off his head.
"How can you follow the words of that freaking monster? She thinks people are capable of the same things she is! How can you follow that?" Hyūga asked because he was afraid of Zenkichi.
"Because I never think about her as monster" Zenkichi said as he walking closer to Hyūga. "Well I can't say her as normal as well but I know that what she is doing is just helping people." He looked at Hyūga. "Because of that no matter what happens I will be there for her". 'Until that times come'
"Looks like the little blonde wants to play with the big dog, I guess I'll just have to make you know your place." He jumped up with his sword at the ready, laughing as he descended on the blue eyed boy. "Do you think you can take me, blondie boy?!"
BANG
Hyūga felt his face being built around the blond's outstretched fist. He felt his nose crack as his whole body was sent flying at quick speeds. His body crashed through the wall of the dojo as a mass of smoke and dust rose from where he crashed through. The seniors all looked out at amazement as Zenkichi brought his smoking fist back to him.
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Now though, after a few days from the said ordeal, Zenkichi had then made up his mind about the student council membership.
"What's with the flowers?" In the table, Zenkichi saw a vase with two flowers. "They weren't there yesterday."
"Hm?" Medaka turned to face Zenkichi, her fan now open near her face. "This is just an incentive to fulfill my official council duties. Every time I sort out a student's problem, I put a flower on display and at the moment I've got two."
"Oh?" Zenkichi now had a curious look on his face. "So you do have a girly side to your personality then. And what do you do if you fail one of the requests? Kill a flower off?
"I won't Fail." Medaka said as she turned around to look outside through the window. "Even if I do, I won't dwell on it." Looking up, the rays of the sun fell on her face further emphasizing her beauty. "One day looking out over this room and seeing nothing but flowers." She smiled brightly. "...Is my dream."
Blushing madly, Zenkichi was wide-eyed as he stared at Medaka but then turned away from her. "I wonder if you can manage it." Excuses, but Zenkichi couldn't help it. "You ended up ditching the recruitment meeting meaning that the council doesn't even have one new member."
"Fine by me." Medaka then took a glance at Zenkichi. "From the beginning I never planned on working with anyone except you."
"Why are you set on me. I'm just a childhood friend. And some might say I'm just the same as any stranger."
"You do say some odd things. You should know never in my life I considered you as a stranger." Medaka said as Zenkichi turned around to face her. "Because I am the person who understands you the best. And you are the person that understands me the best."
Such declaration. Zenkichi's heart rate was now on high gear. Again, most people might have mistaken such talk as a confession, but it was far farther from what it truly was. Still, he nodded in acceptance with a smile.
"Ever since we were two, you were the one who was always worried about me. It's no different now. You're still the only person who protects me. It's only the reassurance that you gave me that I am able to help others!"
Is it a lie? No, Medaka never lied. All the 13 years that Zenkichi stayed with Medaka, she never lied. This just showed that she never really understood, or maybe there is still hope.
"Well..." Zenkichi offered his hands to Medaka for a handshake. "...If that's what you think then give me an armband. I'll help you turn this school into a field of flowers..."
"So you finally decided to heed my request." Medaka closed her fan. "I suppose I should express some sort of gratitude." Medaka, to Zenkichi's surprise, suddenly threw herself onto him and gave him a tight and tender hug. "Thank You!"
Another of Medaka's special skills, the "Strict Girl/Cute Girl Switch". A skill that Made Zenkichi blush furiously as both fell on the floor.
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Zenkichi walked in town with an armband in his arm. The armband was written 'General affair manager' on it. He sighed at what Medaka told to him earlier.
"Step into higher place by your power."
That's what she said but it looks it will be all right for now. And now in front of him was a wreck of a building that at one point or another had been a cram school. There was a story behind it being abandoned, something about how a more popular and efficient school had forced this old one out of business; Well he had never really cared with rumor around this place. At four stories high, this wreck looked as though a stiff breeze would knock it over. It was so old that vegetation had grown throughout it, a twisted and gnarled tree having somehow managed to grow out of the top floor and through the wrecked roof to peek its stubby vegetation through the top. Abandoned construction equipment littered the outside, stairways within had collapsed, and walls had crumbled.
Dark halls, filled with the scent of must and rot, where broken concrete and rusted rebar cluttered, this was a place where blood washed away blood, and where blood would always tell.
This was a place for spoiled goods.
He walked into that place with easy. He was walking into fourth floor and the trip was very quiet except the sound of his steps that echoed in that hall until he was heard some familiar voice from room beside him.
"You look excited," The shadow of a man with aloha clothes and pant said. "Did something good happen?"
"Not really." Zenkichi answered as the man walked that reveal to be a middle age man with a hair that unruly fashion and has a pair of sideburns and a goatee.
"So why are you coming" The middle age man asked. "Is the lock already crumbled?"
"No but I want to coming into this place." Zenkichi answered as he sits on one of desk in the classroom. "This place is never change." He commented looking around the classroom with smile in his face.
"Wouldst thou care to speak with me?" A voice came from shadow as Zenkichi and the middle age man smiled at the voice. Rising from shadow was a girl no more than eight years old, wearing a simple dress and flight cap perched jauntily on her head, with long blond hair flowing behind her. She looked small and fragile, and despite her formal and archaic speaking method her voice was well suited to her appearance. She spoke easily, her tone and volume conversational despite the silence she had interrupted or the oppressive darkness of the surroundings.
The middle age man name is Meme Oshino and the blond girl name for now is Shinobu Oshino. But in past her name was Kiss Shot Acerola Orion Heart Under Blade. But Zenkichi prefer calling her Kiss Shot or Shinobu-san.
"Well just my childhood friend." Zenkichi told her as she smiling at Zenkichi.
"Then do thou care to tell me the story?"
Extra author's note:
For who know it's Bakemonogatari X Medaka box X Rosario+Vampire. The story line will be according Medaka box plus the story about monogatari series and development character like Rosario+Vampire. So you can call this as Horror and action.
And for anyone who ask how strong or what is Zenkichi? It will be revealed in few chapters again. And for now the clue is he is equal with God.
I'm honestly not sure how to describe Medaka Box. So far it's had two genre shifts so massive it's almost like reading completely different stories. It's managed to include one of the most interesting villains I've seen in a long time (Kumagawa) and the latest story arch is so rich in genre savvyness that it's almost as though there is no fourth wall at all.
So I will be kind hard and slow in update because I must read those series again and again. And maybe to added the story I thought I will make it massive crossover with other story such like fate/unlimited or Nurarihyon no mago.