The Real Ideal Heroine
Chapter 4
Notes: My head hurts from plot twists after chapter 266. No spoilers though!
Don't hate me right now please! At least not until later chapters for what I'm gonna do! Even then, please don't!
After this chapter, you will probably start to see what's going to happen the next chapter and the one after that and so forth... but not every chapter.
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Sorry for my poll! In the end I just decided to keep with this title one for now!
The next morning came of course like every other one does. The sunlight shone through Keima's window. Keima woke up to his PFPs (still in his hand) alarm clock that alarmed him he had to get ready for school.
He went downstairs for breakfast. He got himself toast and black coffee. Wile drinking the coffee he noticed it was awfully silent. Normally, he would hear Mari to keep the BGM on his PFP down or Elsie jibberjabbin about something to do with fire trucks. He expected Mari to still be in her room depressed about kicking Elsie out.
Keima didn't finish breakfast. The unusual silence was unnerving. He walked up to his room and opened the door with a creak to check on Elsie who should be only visible to him right now.
He spotted Elsie still on his bed, with the light over her face illuminating her sleeping face. Her face was mostly covered by her dark and unusually messy hair with many strands poking out in random directions. Past the hair were the faint marks of dried tears below her closed eyes giving the assumption that Elsie had cried throughout much of the night.
Keima saw Elsie cry before but those had always been short lived and controlled tears that only arose when she was complaining about him being mean or leaving her out of most of his conquest plans. To put it short, if it were in the ideal, those tears would have been more for comedy than anything else.
However the night before had been different. It was the second time that Keima had ever seen Elsie truly cry about something. The first would be all the way back when he had first unknowingly signed the contract with New Hell. She actually cried when she said she was prepared to die with Keima for New Hell's screw up concerning his position as the Oshigami.
Remembering that, Keima wondered if Elsie would still be willing to die with him despite her now knowing his harsh parameters. Shaking that thought, he tip-toed into Elsie's old room where conveniently nothing had been removed yet. He searched her closet to find something.
Elsie woke up after a long sleep. She woke up sometime before though and was ready to head downstairs for another usual school morning where she would find Keima at the breakfast table playing his PFP face-planting into some type of food swallowing it whole and Mari with her hand over her face murmuring about her concern for her gaming obsessed child.
Elsie had then remembered the fiasco last night which sent a wave of pain down her spine and she fell asleep crying again. When she woke up again later that morning, instead of being blinded by the sun's harsh light, she opened her eyes to darkness. It wasn't because the sun had vanished, no. Instead it seemed that something was covering her vision.
Elsie took the light weight off her face with her hands and sat up. She took a look at what had been covering her face when she woke up. What had been covering her sight was a red shirt with an undone lace that would later have to be tied like a shoe lace and a pink skirt. It was her Mai-High uniform.
"Hurry and get changed in your room or we'll be late. I'm not letting you skip because of what happened last night. We still have school and your band still has a gig to perform." Keima said as he revealed Elsie's case that held her bass from the front of his throne.
Elsie tried being optimistic about the whole thing but could only give a weak smile to Keima. She walked into her room to change.
Keima waited downstairs for Elsie to finish changing. He hoped Mari wouldn't wake up now to see him waiting by the door for nothing. Elsie came down a minute later and Keima proceeded to walk out when his left arm was suddenly grabbed forcing him to stop and look behind him.
"Do you still... consider me family Kami-Sama?" Elsie looked down not meeting Keima's eyes.
Whether or not Keima had ever played a dating sim before which of course he had, the only correct answer would be yes. So Keima replied with a yes. No, Keima was not planning to 'conquer' Elsie. But, he needed for her to cheer up.
Rather than at least the most faint of smiles which should have happened, Elsie only let go of his arm and nodded. That was strange, Keima knew he chose the correct option, but there was no real reaction. She should have been happy he still accepted her as family. Could Elsie be that far into depression where that couldn't even cheer her up? Or was there also a reason Elsie didn't want to be part of his family? If so, then what would that be?
Keima and Elsie then walked to school completely silent along the way.
Homeroom started and Keima did what Keima does. (Is it even worth writing down that Keima played games during class if everybody by now knows that)
Elsie, rather than chatting with Chihiro or Ayumi, stared out the window, holding her head with her hands. It was such an odd sight, that the entire class stared at her even when Nikaido-Sensei walked in. Even Nikaido stared at Elsie for a bit. Nikaido narrowed her eyes in deep thought at the unfamiliar sight of Elsie looking anything but cheerful. She looked down at her book shortly and started class.
"Ok, open up your books to page 76 where we last left off." Nikaido started rather than bashing at the class for not paying attention like she usually would.
After school, the 2-B pencils met up in the usual clubroom to meet up before heading to Miyako's house, which like Keima's, served a double purpose. Rather than also being a café, Miyako's was a laundromat.
It was an odd place to have a gig at for a rising band, but Chihiro only shrugged saying if you want to get to the top, you gotta start climbing first.
"Wouldn't it be better to start climbing at a Pizzeria first rather than a laundromat?" Ayumi sighed as they all walked down to Miyako's.
"Well, if we go down to Tereda's, we can easily earn some brownie points with those who know her." Chihiro answered.
"Then how about Café Grandpa? Lot's of customers know Elsie. Plus I get to see my Darling, Keima-Kun!" Yui jumped in.
However, Yui should have thought about where she jumped because she landed on a land-mine.
Chihiro froze for a second, however, also shaking. Tereda, Yui, and Elsie stared with confused looks while Ayumi awkwardly looked away.
Ayumi knew why Chihiro suddenly froze after hearing Yui call Keima her 'darling'. Chihiro was rejected by Keima the night of the Mai-High festival. It wasn't a very soft 'rejection''. She knew because she saw the whole thing go down.
Ayumi looked down at her shoes in guilt. Even after she personally watched Keima reject her best friend, she continued to love him. Hell, she practically married him! She was in such guilt that she didn't have the confidence to face Chihiro when a discussion was about Keima. Which was a lot thanks to Yui.
Chihiro shrugged off what she had been feeling and resumed walking forward.
They arrived at Tereda's mom's Laundromat soon after.
"Oh my! I can't believe it's them! The 2-B pencils!" A woman screeched in marvel as she clapped her hands to her face.
Another woman gasped and fainted.
A man fell to his knees. He bowed with such vigor that his head hit the ground. He begged for an autograph. He promised to pay, however having no money on him for some reason, he held up his 7 year old son as payment.
"Please, I'd be honored to be under your possession!" The boy cried out.
Soon hundreds of bright flashes erupted from cameras.
The 2-B pencils walked through the laundromat in slow-mo while putting on sunglasses.
"Yui? Yui? Yui!" Chihiro grabbed Yui by the shoulders and shook her back and forth as Yui stared into space with a creepy grin.
Of course, Yui was fantasizing. At least it wasn't one of the strange ones.
For real the 2-B pencils walked in. The door opened with a chime and some people doing laundry looked over for a brief second before looking away again uninterested.
Tereda's mom ran up to them with a bright smile and greeted them.
"Right this way, right this way!" She lead them to the front of the laundromat where everyone could see.
The 2-B pencils took out their instruments as they walked to the front.
However along the way, somebody passing by accidentally collided with Elsie.
The girl who had collided with Elsie rubbed her head trying to ease the pain.
"Oh my! Are you okay!?" She asked with a worried tone.
Elsie unlike the girl who collided with her was in a fair amount of pain. As she fell, her ankle twisted badly and her hip was the first to hit the ground.
Elsie tried ignoring the pain and looked up at the brown-haired bespectacled girl she had met the other day, Reu Houki who was now nervously shaking.
"It's fine! It was my fault! I wasn't looking where I was going!" Elsie proclaimed giving off her winning smile.
Elsie tried to stand up afterward but the pain immediately caused her to recoil and fall back down.
"Oh geez, that doesn't look good." Tereda stated.
"What are we going to do about the gig?!" Ayumi seemed to freak out as she started sweating waterfalls.
"It's okay as long as I can sit and perform." Elsie gasped from the pain.
"I don't think that's possible." Houki pointed at where Elsie's bass fell.
By some wild chance, despite the bass being made of some metal, it had a huge crack in it. Even though the floor was hard, it was still a shocker for it to be broken.
"Bad time to be a klutz Elsie. Now what?" Chihiro sighed as she dropped her head.
Houki snapped her fingers. "How about I take Elsie's place? I have a left handed bass I practice with. It's in my mom's car outside. I listened to all your songs and have practiced all of them. Pleeeeaaaasssseeee?" She pleaded crossing her fingers.
Chihiro, Ayumi, Tereda, and Yui shortly discussed it amongst themselves before agreeing.
Houki jumped for joy and proceeded to head outside for her bass. Not before giving Elsie a hand so she could get to a seat rather than sitting on the hard floor which got a thumbs up from the rest of the 2-B pencils behind her.
Elsie saw Houki reach her hand out for her to grab. As Elsie grabbed her helping hand, she caught Houki smirking. Elsie's eyes widened upon seeing that. Elsie was directed towards her seat after.
Soon, Houki was back and the 2-B pencils plus Houki were up in front ready to perform.
Tereda's mom took out a microphone that was wirelessly connected to the speakers and tapped on it creating a high pitched wail that got everybody's attention.
"Let me introduce the 2-B pencils!" She exclaimed.
As they played, Elsie could see Houki's eyes staring down at her in triumph.
That's when it dawned on Elsie. Houki wasn't at the laundromat by coincidence. Why would she have her bass in the car for a trip to the laundromat? She must have eavesdropped that they were headed to the laundromat for a gig. Elsie shouldn't have even been that badly injured from a small bump. She did feel something different when the two of them collided, but Elsie had shrugged off that nagging feeling. But, now with Houki showing off this evil side of hers, she realized that nagging feeling was right. When she tripped, she didn't feel two bodies collided, but rather two smaller things, like hands. Elsie was pushed down when nobody, not even herself was looking. Then Houki tripped herself and faked her head injury. The whole thing was planned out by Houki.
To replace Elsie as a member of the 2-B pencils and to take her friends.
The 2-B pencils and Houki started their mini concert.
Suddenly, Elsie felt betrayed. It seemed like her band had incorporated Houki without her consent. What if she didn't want Houki to fill in for her? Didn't they care about poor injured Elsie and how she felt? Why does that bitch get to be happy and on stage with HER band while she sits back watching as her spotlight and friends are taken?!
Elsie placed her hand on her forehead to calm her raging headache.
She got out of her seat despite the brutal pain on her hip and ankle as the gig was coming to an end and limped out, teeth clenched and fists balled up.
Notes: Long chapter again! Hurray! TWGOK manga ending very soon. Not hurray...
Again, plot holes will be covered. Trust me.
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