Author's Notes:
Hey guys! Welcome to the first part of the ninth chapter of Before My Body is Dry!
This chapter wasn't meant to be a two parter, but I had gotten to like word 8000 and decided maybe I should break them up in to two. I apologize for the longish wait, but like I said, this one was a lot longer than I anticipated. I forgot how much important stuff happened in the episode that this chapter takes place in.
This first part will be a bit less intense, while the second part will have a fair bit more action in it.
The next part should come out in a few days, so worry not friends!
Sit back, relax, and enjoy!
Edit: Actually, now that I think about it, this will end up probably being a three parter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kill la Kill.
The students of Honnouji Academy were huddled together in the school's courtyard, anxiously awaiting Satsuki's supposedly important announcement; that is, everyone except Akio, Ryuko, and Mako.
"Just what the hell are we doing out here?"
"You heard her," Akio answered Ryuko with a hushed whisper. "Apparently our Lady Satsuki has an announcement for us."
Akio stood straight with his arms crossed, his eyes trained on the giant tower of the Academy. They had been standing here for hours, and to be frank, he was more than ready to hear what scheme Satsuki had thought up this time.
Ryuko stood next to him in a similar position, however her eyes were darting to and fro, watching and analyzing the crowd around them. More than a third of these students had been out for her head a day earlier. She had to be on guard at all times.
Mako stood next to Ryuko, her head leaning against her shoulder as she fell fast asleep. In her mind, this wasn't very important.
A bright light shone at the top of the Academy's tower, signaling Satsuki's approach.
Satsuki walked to the edge of the tower, tapping the hilt of her sword on its surface. The simple, yet surprisingly loud sound echoed throughout the courtyard, reaching everyone's ears and signaling for them to quiet down.
"Today, I am giving the Honnouji Student Council System a fresh start!" Satsuki began, getting straight down to business. "ALL students have the right to attack other students! Secret meetings, scheming, backstabbing, anything goes!"
Akio ground his teeth. He did not like this woman. Satsuki clearly had no reservations about causing complete and utter chaos, just so long as she benefited in the end. He couldn't, and wouldn't, stand for this. Unfortunately, what could he do? He couldn't exactly go toe-to-toe with her like Ryuko could.
He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. There must be something he could do... He was sick and tired of not being able to stack up to his enemies.
Ryuko apparently had the same hatred for her running through her mind, as Akio could audibly hear her teeth grounding inside of her mouth.
"Seven days from now, reach the schoolyard alive! And then, use your strength to lay claim to your social standing once again! This shall be Honnouji Academy's first Naturals Election!"
Akio shifted his gaze to the students around him, who all appeared to be fidgeting in place at the news. It seems like he wasn't the only one who realized where this would inevitably end up.
"'Naturals Election?'" Ryuko mumbled.
"This won't end well..." Akio whispered back.
"In this election, you will not be choosing some candidate! You will be choosing yourself!" Satsuki continued, as stoic as ever. "Your standing! Your strength! Your way of life!"
The crowd around the three murmured, everyone glancing around suspiciously at their neighbors. It appears that Satsuki had accomplished what she had set out for. Everyone was already at odds with each other.
So much for that 'friendly school environment.'
"At 8:30 A.M., seven days from now, a Sudden Death Runoff Election will be held with the survivors who arrive in this schoolyard. Fight one another! Emerge victorious! And I will grant you your Goku Uniforms anew!"
Satsuki slammed the hilt of her sword on the ground, the clanging sound ringing in the ear of every student in the courtyard.
"And now, fellow comrades of Honnouji Academy... FIGHT!"
The giant crowd of students stood stock-still, no one daring to move an inch. Everyone knew that the second someone even twitched, the fighting would begin in earnest. Every student held their breath, glancing around nervously as they waited for someone to make the first move.
"What do we do?" Ryuko whispered out of the corner of her mouth, watching the crowd warily. "The minute someone-"
Akio turned to the unknown student beside him, decking him straight in the face and knocking him to the ground.
"Sorry!"
The crowd around him watched dumbly as the body fell to the ground, the breath catching in everyone's throats. Their surprise didn't last long, however.
The minute the student's body touched the ground, fighting broke out everywhere. Thousands of fists were thrown, kicks delivered, knifes brandished, lives threatened. It took no time at all for the fighting to begin, with each and every participant out for blood.
"RUN!" Akio shouted, grabbing Ryuko and Mako by their hands and running full steam towards the entrance to the Academy.
"THAT WAS YOUR PLAN!?" Ryuko shouted, stumbling a little bit but able to keep up with Akio's rapid movements.
"IT WORKED, DIDN'T IT!?"
Well, he wasn't exactly wrong. With the commotion of the fighting, Akio, Ryuko, and Mako were able to make their way half way through the huge crowd before some people took notice of them.
"Hey, that's the transfer student!"
"If I can beat hear, Lady Satsuki will love me!"
"Not if I get there first, you dumb son of a bitch!"
The crowd fanned out and circled around the trio, slowly stepping forwards and cracking their knuckles menacingly.
Ryuko grinned, her hand moving to the pin on her wrist.
"Heh, if it's a fight they want, it's a fight-"
Akio pulled a small canister out of his pocket and pulled its pin, throwing it on the ground in front of him.
Ryuko recognized it immediately. It was the same type of smoke grenade that Tsumugu had used on her.
BOOM!
The grenade exploded with a thunderous sound, sending a cloud of smoke into the air and masking the trio's figures.
The crowd erupted into a fit of coughs, covering their mouths with their arms to avoid inhaling the smoke.
"Where'd they go?"
"I can't see shit!"
Akio grabbed back onto the girls' hands, pulling them towards the general area of the Academy, pushing aside any confused students on the way.
Under the cover of the smoke cloud, the three made it inside of the Academy without any other interruptions. Thankfully, the fighting was still confined to the courtyard, not yet making it to inside the Academy itself.
The three stumbled inside of the Academy doors, all of them leaning on their knees to catch their breaths.
"What the hell was that?" Ryuko asked indignantly. "I could've taken them easily! Please tell me you're honestly not worrying that much about me!"
"It has nothing to do with worrying about you," Akio replied, straightening his back and meeting Ryuko's eyes. "About half of those students out there are No Stars, fighting tooth and nail to get just a tiny bit ahead in the harsh environment that Kiryuin has created. They have it bad enough as it is, and they certainly don't need you beating on them. I feel guilty enough that I had to."
Ryuko's agitated expression fizzled out as quickly as it had appeared. Well, now she felt like a jerk.
"Come on," Akio said and walked towards the nearby stair well. "Let's get to Aikuro's room."
Akio, Ryuko, and Aikuro watched on as a giant, red force field enveloped the giant tower of the Academy, protecting it in its embrace. Mako, on the other hand, was fast asleep while she stood, which Akio had previously thought was impossible, but he was apparently wrong in that aspect.
"They're circulating finely chopped Life Fibers at a speed of a hundred meters a second," Aikuro mumbled, pushing his glasses up with his finger. "Any and all attacks are neutralized by that barrier. It would probably be difficult to breach even with Senketsu's power. "
Akio frowned and turned his attention to the courtyard below. The crowd of students were still engaged in an all out brawl, with no signs of stopping. The sight sickened him to his core.
He dug his fingers into the windowsill, a growl nearly escaping his throat. They deserved better than this. They shouldn't have to fight their fellow students and friends just to get ahead. It was despicable.
"Damn, I was thinking this was my chance to challenge her directly. She whips everybody into a frenzy and then sits behind an impenetrable shield?" Ryuko said, punctuating her words by slamming her fist onto the windowsill. "Coward."
"It's probably the other way around. She's ruled absolutely here, and by sequestering herself, she's causing a state of anarchy within the Academy. See?"
Ryuko glanced at the fight down below, sighing.
"I swear, I'm so sick of her..."
"You're not the only one, I assure you," Aikuro grumbled.
Akio turned his head to the giant tower that loomed over them.
"Cleansing the Academy by fire, huh?"
A few hours later, Akio found himself out behind the apartment complex, fighting fiercely with a punching bag. He had set up this punching bag here a little over a year ago, specifically for this type of occasion. If he didn't practice every once and while, he'd grow rusty.
Akio slammed his fist into the punching bag, resulting in a very satisfying thud sound. He threw several more fists at the bag, sending it back and almost off of the hook it hung on.
Akio took a moment to breathe and wipe the sweat out of his eyes. This was more like it. He hadn't been able to actually practice for weeks, no doubt because of a certain transfer student and a certain fake teacher taking up most of his time. Not that it was really their fault. It was just the way things played out sometimes.
He took a step back and kicked at the bag, followed by two quick jabs, then another kick from his other side. The beads of sweat fell from his body as he attacked, the little droplets falling on to his bare chest.
It felt good. It was vindication of his hard work. After the day he had, it felt good to let out some of his pent up aggression.
He stepped back, then immediately pounced forwards, delivering a barrage of punches on the bag, finally knocking it off of its hook and to the ground.
Akio sighed and walked over to the bag, picking it up and placing it back on its hook.
Oh, he had a plan for this 'Naturals Election' alright. He was going to prove to the precious Lady that her actions were wrong, and that her system was faulty. To do that, he had to train harder, and to accomplish more. He might have been a member of Nudist Beach, but he was still a citizen of Honnou City. The people here deserved more. So much more. If Akio could help them in any way, he would. They deserved to be treated equally, not like lab rats.
Maybe Ryuko's stubbornness was starting to rub off on him. It sure felt that way.
He knew that he had to do something. He was tired of being useless. Aikuro essentially singlehandedly ran Nudist Beach, Ryuko had the strength to possibly bring the Kiryuin administration down to its knees, and hell, even Mako played her part. If it weren't for her, it was a very real possibility that Ryuko would be far worse off.
But what had he done so far?
He saved Ryuko's life a few times.
He recovered some information about the Academy's sewing club, which he paid dearly for, but that was about it. Was he really pulling his weight?
Akio growled and delivered a single punch to the bag, putting all of his pent up emotion in to that single strike.
The bag shook heavily on its hook, threatening to fall off once more had Akio not grabbed it and steadied it before it could.
"Hey there, Rocky. Nice punch."
Akio turned around to face his new guest. Or should he say guests.
Ryuko stood behind him with her arms crossed, smirking at the sweaty Akio. Mako stood beside her, her finger on her chin as she glanced around curiously. Akio's workout area seemed to be of great interest to her.
"You've seen those movies?"
"Who hasn't?" Ryuko shrugged and tried to appear aloof, however her gaze lingering slightly on his bare chest. "Get dressed. We're heading out."
"You sure?" Akio grinned, placing his hands on his hips. "It seems that you wouldn't mind if I went shirtless."
"S-shut up," Ryuko growled, however the slight blush that tinged her cheeks subtracted from her fierce expression. "I'm just praying that you didn't inherit your brother's desire to undress at every possible chance."
"Well, considering the fact that we're not related by blood, I highly doubt it. Don't you ever pay attention in class? Genetics are a thing, you know."
"Stow it, smart-ass. Now put a shirt on and meet us out front."
Ryuko huffed and walked away with Mako following closely behind.
Akio grinned even wider, pulling on the plain white shirt he had discarded and then followed closely behind them. Maybe the company of his friends was just what he needed.
"So, where are we going?" Akio asked once he made it out to the front of the building, where Ryuko and Mako were already waiting somewhat patiently for him as they stood beside a moped.
"We were planning on just tootling around, so Ryuko thought we should invite you to come with us!" Mako answered before Ryuko could.
Ryuko turned to her best friend, ready to smack her upside the head when Akio spoke up.
"I'd love to. Sounds like fun."
"Yeah, well," Ryuko scratched the back of her head sheepishly and motioned to the scooter with the other hand. "Let's get going. We don't have all day."
Akio narrowed his eyes at the scooter. It was a scooter. How the hell would three people ride that?
"Uh... How? I really doubt we could all fit on that thing."
"You could sit in Ryuko's lap!" Mako exclaimed, turning to her friend. "Right, Ryuko?"
"What? No! Hell no!"
"Yeah, that sounds pretty dangerous," Akio agreed, nodding sagely. "Let me just borrow my brother's car. It'd be a lot simpler."
Ryuko blinked. "He has a car?"
"Yeah, he actually has-" Akio bit his tongue. Aikuro actually had two cars. One was his nice, shiny Nudist Beach car, while the other was a shitty, rundown Volkswagen. "One car. Just one. How do you think he gets to school every day?"
Akio's near slip-up went unnoticed by Mako, but Ryuko caught it and rose an eyebrow in question.
Akio ignored it and pulled a key out of his pocket then pointed to a crappy looking Volkswagen across the street.
"There she blows."
It really was crappy looking. In general, it looked sort of like the Scooby Doo Mystery Van, but a much more shitty version without the famous design. The white paint that coated it was chipping off, one of the headlights was broken, and one of the tires looked suspiciously flat. But, it ran, and that's all that mattered.
"Your brother doesn't mind?" Mako asked tentatively.
"He could care less," Akio replied, walking towards the beat up vehicle. "Go ahead and get in."
Mako and Ryuko shared a look and shrugged, following Akio close behind. He was right, after all. It'd be a lot easier to take the van than Mr. Mankanshoku's dinky little scooter.
Akio climbed into the driver's seat, while Mako and Ryuko climbed into the back seat. Putting his key in the ignition, he twisted it, revving the engine a couple times to make sure it could actually run. It was disturbingly loud, but it would do.
"You're not going to drive like last time, right?" Ryuko asked hesitantly, making sure to buckle her seat belt.
"Please."
And that was all Akio was going to say on the matter.
So the three set out, Ryuko giving Akio directions while he purposefully went twenty miles over the speed limit with the windows rolled down, letting the wind blow through his hair. It wasn't like there were any other cars on the road, or any police cars for that matter. If breaking the law didn't take place on Academy grounds, it was pretty much fine.
Besides, he enjoyed it.
Mako seemed to have the same sentiment as he did, as she had her own window rolled down and her head pushed out of it, her cheeks and tongue flapping in the wind like a dog.
Akio placed his elbow on the car door, resting his chin in his hand as he drove. The sun was beginning to set, painting the sky in an orange tint. It really was a beautiful day for a drive.
"Aren't you gonna fight in the election?" Ryuko asked Mako, hoping to pass the time on the long drive.
"Nah, I'm a No Star. I don't have anything to lose. Rather, I'm happy 'cause it's like a one week vacation."
"You have a point," Ryuko grinned, then turned her head to address Akio. "What about you, Akio? You're a No Star like us, are you going to take the week off, too?"
Akio sighed into his hand, taking his sweet time in thinking up an acceptable response.
"No. I'll be fighting as well."
"What?" Ryuko and Mako replied in unison.
"Yep."
"I thought you felt bad about beating on other people earlier?"
"I'm not going to be fighting now," He corrected. "But, come seven days from now, you'll see me at that Sudden Death Runoff."
"Wait. So, why are you fighting then, Akio?" Mako asked, tilting her head to the side. "I didn't think you'd be one to want a Goku Uniform."
"Yeah," Ryuko nodded in agreement. "Is it some kind of official 'Nudist Beach' business?"
Akio didn't even have to look back at her to see the air quotes she probably gave. Her sarcasm was evident enough.
"No, it's not. This one is more personal."
"Personal? What do you mean?"
"Well, I guess you could say I'm like you in this regard, Ryuko. I'm tired of Kiryuin watching on from afar as the city she created goes to hell. She treats this city like a science experiment, poking and prodding until she gets the outcome she wants, regardless of how it might affect the citizens. I want to show her and everyone else that we're not just lab rats. I want to show her that even a lowly pawn can topple the king."
"You really think you can do that, Akio?" Mako asked. "You'll probably have to go up against one of those Elite Four guys, and they're pretty tough."
"I doubt I could beat any of them one on one any time soon," Akio answered truthfully. "But, I have a plan. I just have to go after the weakest link."
"Oh?" Ryuko smirked at him in the rearview. "And who would that be, mister big shot?"
"Come on, you expect me to tell you now? Where's the fun in that? You'll just have to be patient like everyone else."
"Ooooh, how mysterious of you," Ryuko mocked with a giggle. "No wonder you're undercover."
"At least I know how to be subtle," Akio grinned, meeting her eyes in the mirror. "Or have you just been throwing us off by being unnecessarily loud and obnoxious?"
Ryuko huffed and crossed her arms, turning her head to the window.
"No good smart-ass..."
Mako giggled at the exchanged, and leaned forwards in her seat, resting her head on the back of Akio's seat and tapping on his shoulder.
"So, where are we going, anyways?"
"I'm not sure..." Akio looked at the rearview, making eye contact with Ryuko. "Ryuko?"
"Take the exit here, then go straight."
Akio nodded and twisted the wheel, going down the exit ramp. He drove forwards for another few miles, when Ryuko spoke up again.
"Take a left."
Akio did, and the road began to lead them through a wooded area. He looked around as he drove, curious as to what could possibly be out here for the three of them to drive for so long.
As if someone was answering his question, a giant, burned down building appeared in the distance, giving him all the reason he needed.
"Oh..."
Akio slowed the car down, stopping outside of the front gate, where engraved names could clearly be seen.
Isshin and Ryuko Matoi.
Ryuko opened the car door up and hopped out, quickly followed by Mako and Akio.
Akio observed the burned down mansion as he walked towards his friend. The fire obviously did a number on it, but it's stone foundation still stood, along with the occasional plank of wood. Still, it did look familiar to him. He had only been here once back when he was about eleven. Back then, the mansion was still standing tall, regal and proud. The thing had been huge, with at least fifty different rooms, not even including Dr. Matoi's underground laboratory.
It seemed like so long ago, now.
"Is this-" Mako began before Ryuko cutting her off.
"My family's house."
"A wreck like this?"
"It wasn't always this way," Akio spoke up, his eyes never leaving the destroyed building. "It used to be quite the mansion, back in the day."
"You've been here before?" Mako asked, facing Akio.
"Once," Akio nodded. "But it was a long time ago, back when my brother first started his work under Ryuko's father."
"Wait, so does that mean you used to be a rich girl, Ryuko?"
"No, of course not," Ryuko scoffed, taking a few steps towards the mansion. "My mom died right after I was born, and my dad was a scientist who only had time for his research."
Akio bit his cheek, feeling guilty that he knew all of this already. It felt wrong, somehow. This was fairly personal information, and yet here he was, already in the know.
He knew a fair amount about Ryuko already, but what did she know about him? That he was adopted, he had a brother, and that his mother taught dancing. That was about it.
"We never got along, so I started living in the dorms in grade school," Ryuko exhaled slowly, before continuing again. "I started to turn bad and fight all the time. By my first year of high school, I was a full-blown juvenile delinquent. And then, six months ago, I got a message from Dad saying that he wanted to talk, so I went home for the first time in ages. But..."
"But, then the fire," Akio finished for her.
"Yeah. Then the fire."
Ryuko walked down a side path that lead to the mansion's back yard, Akio and Mako following closely behind.
"When we lived apart, there were times when I hated him," Ryuko said quietly, coming to a stop on the cement pavement.
Mako hopped up on a nearby rock, kicking the air as she listened closely to what Ryuko had to say next.
Akio crossed his arms and leaned against a broken down stone pillar, his eyes trained on Ryuko.
"But when he died, I realized for the first time that I didn't know anything about my father."
Akio turned his head down, feeling guilt bubble up again in his chest. It was sad that for a long while Akio knew more about Ryuko's father than Ryuko did herself.
Ryuko slammed her scissor into the ground, leaning heavily against its hilt.
"So I at least wanted to find out who killed him, and why. And what he was trying to tell me. And what this scissor is."
Her hand moved to the blade, her fingers slowly running up and down the flat side of it.
"I want to find those answers," Ryuko whispered, her hand moving to the eye on her chest. "And to know why my dad created you, Senketsu..."
Ryuko flinched when a hand fell on her shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze. She looked up to see the smiling face of Akio, with Mako standing right behind him.
"I'll do my best to help you find those answers, Ryuko. I promise."
"Yeah, me too! I may not be as good at Akio at this kind of stuff, but I'll do my best! I'm sure I could learn!" Mako slapped her two hands on top of Akio's, beaming at her best friend. "You're not alone, Ryuko. You have us. It's not just Senketsu. Me, Akio, my family, we all love you, Ryuko."
Ryuko blinked, taken back by her words, before breaking out into a big smile and placing a hand on theirs.
"I know that. Thanks, you guys," Ryuko said, giving the hands one last squeeze before stepping forwards. "There's just one more thing I want to check out."
Ryuko's form disappeared in a flash of light, only for the light to disperse as quickly as it appeared. She was no longer wearing her usual sailor uniform get-up, but instead the fully activated Senketsu.
Grabbing her scissor with both hands, she slammed the blade into the ground, breaking it apart to reveal Dr. Matoi's secret laboratory underneath. She fell through the hole, landing gracefully on the ground below.
"You wait here, Mako. I think I saw some rope not too far back."
Mako nodded and knelt in front of the giant hole in the ground, relaying what Akio had said to her to Ryuko.
Akio walked off towards where he thought he saw the pile of rope, examining the ground closely as he did. He could have sworn he had saw it not too far off...
Without realizing it, Akio had walked straight into the burnt down remains of the Matoi's mansion. Glancing around, he spotted the rope a few feet from him.
"There you are," Akio mumbled to himself, bending down to pick up the rope when a bright flash of light caught his interest.
"Hmmm?"
Akio walked a few steps forwards to where the light was coming from, bending over to remove some of the rock and rubble. Underneath all of that was a single picture frame. It seemed that the sunlight had hit the glass perfectly, causing the glare to catch his attention. The glass itself was covered in dirt and grime, hiding most of the picture underneath. Popping open the frame and setting it down, Akio pulled out the picture inside.
It was a photo of Isshin Matoi and a very young Ryuko, who could be no older than four. The doctor was smirking at the camera as he held on to Ryuko's hand. He looked the same as Akio had remembered him, gray hair and hunched over. Ryuko herself was pretty much expressionless, hugging a teddy bear tightly to her chest and her other hand gripping on to her father's.
When could they have taken this? It must have been before things went estrange, when Ryuko was still very young. If Akio was a guessing man, he'd wager this was the only photo of the two in the entire mansion.
Akio smiled at the photo, lightly wiping off some excess dust and dirt. It seemed to be the last little bit of their life here.
"Akio! Did you find the rope?"
"Yeah! Just a sec!"
Akio slipped the photo into his pocket and walked back to the rope, picking it up and hurrying back to where Mako was waiting for him. When the time was right, he'd have to give that to Ryuko. Right now might not be the best time, but he wouldn't forget.
Sadly, Ryuko found nothing in her father's laboratory. The only thing down there were cobwebs, rubble, and dust. It had been as rundown as the mansion above it. It was almost strange how barren it had been. Akio doubted that Dr. Matoi would have been able to clean it out before his killer had arrived. Could the killer have picked the place clean? Or could it have been Aikuro?
Akio sighed and rested his arm on the car door, gripping the steering wheel lazily with his other hand. It was time to head home.
Or so he thought.
The engine made a few suspicious noises, followed by the van slowing down rapidly, eventually coming to a complete stop at the side of the road.
"Why are we stopping?" Ryuko asked from the back seat.
"I don't know," Akio mumbled, checking the dashboard. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The engine hadn't overheated, the battery hadn't died, and the gas gauge was as full as when he left.
As full as when he left...
"Damn it," Akio cursed and punched the steering wheel. "The gas gauge is busted. We ran out of gas."
"Oh, excellent! Ryuko shouted kicked the back of Akio's seat. "It looks like that scooter wasn't such a bad idea after all, was it?"
"Yeah, yeah," Akio grumbled and pulled out his phone, dialing a number and hitting call. "I'll just call a tow truck."
He hopped out of the car, followed by Ryuko and Mako. Taking a few steps away from the group, he put the phone to his ear.
What he didn't mention was that he was planning on putting it on Aikuro's debit card. It was technically his fault, it only seemed fair. And after a very, very helpful phone call, the situation was settled.
"Well, they'll tow the truck back to my place, but they won't give us a ride," Akio said as he made his way back to them.
"What? Seriously?"
"Seriously. It looks like we're going to have to find a ride."
"Don't worry guys, I have an idea," Mako grinned and pulled a sign out of nowhere, waving it wildly at the passing cars. "We'll hitchhike!"
"Wait a second-"
"Hey!" Mako shouted and extended her arm with her thumb up. "HEYHEYHEYHEY! HEY! HEYHEY! HEYHEYHEY-"
A convertible zoomed by, the smoke from its exhaust billowing behind it causing all three to cough up a storm.
"JACKASS! Watch where you're driving!"
Apparently the driver had heard Ryuko's angry shouts, as it stopped completely and slowly backed up to where the three were standing. Coming to a stop, the driver turned in his seat, resting his arm on the back of it as he addressed the trio.
"What's wrong? Did you break down?"
It was none other than the Disciplinary Committee Chair, Ira Gamagoori.
Author's Notes:
So there you have it!
Got some juicy Ryuko/Akio/Mako moments, and we learn a little about what's to come in the next few chapter. With the Sudden Death Runoff Election on the horizon, just what is Akio planning? How could he hope to compete? And the weakest link? Is there even such a thing on the Elite Four? And what about Gamagoori? How is that going to work out?
Well, you'll find out everything and more next time on Before My Body is Dry!
Thanks for reading everyone! I always appreciate the support!
Until next time!