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Chapter 27: A Brand New Issue (3)

Yami was unsure of how she was supposed to behave now that Casey, Nemesis and her were in the open and walking around the school for some business.

The new set of clothes she had to put on, a predicament that had seen her experience quite the annoying effects of her masculine body still adapting to the new situation by being incredibly sensible at the comfy texture of the fabric.

It had been fairly embarrassing, her grace being that the current principal was beyond any sort of perverseness that his predecessor would so gloriously display when he was on the prowl, the blonde having been one of the prime targets of the bald and lecherous fool and the punishments she administered each time he would get too close for her tastes would seemingly fail to drill the message on the stubborn old fart's mind.

But returning to the current situation, her (or his, considering the state of her body) legs were wobbly and still unable to perform a proper walk and her balance was incredibly difficult to gasp without going for some tripping in the midst of it all. The older male had been kind enough to act as support for her as her arm wrapped carefully around his waist as his was with hers/his.

Her red orbs were sporting intense concentration as she seriously wanted to have this first issue dealt with before any of the usual 'scenes' would be born out of from the predicament. A dark thought that motivated and renewed her efforts to have at least the 'walking' problem solved as she was hardly willing to accept tripping on Rito now of all times.

Yami was slightly afraid of how the escalation would end up becoming as she didn't have any control over her powers, currently sealed and rendered dormant by Mikado for the sake of not going out of control with how sensible her nerves were.

All in all, the situation could at least pass as decently normal because it wasn't unusual for a teacher/headmaster to give some help to a student because of a particular sickness, but the blonde was surprised by what Nemesis had decided to do to keep the gig going.

Wearing a secretary-like gray dress with a skirt that reached just where the joints of her knees were, normal glasses and a hairpin combing her hair short and manageable, the blonde would have easily ignored the seemingly-normal young, tanned woman walking beside them.

But Yami knew of Nemesis' main traits, like her distinct tan and golden-eyes, and would have easily spotted her just because of that. If she hadn't know Nemesis from before, the blonde would have easily confused her for a new school-worker under Casey.

And while this was positive news as it further gave her hope that things were not going to escalate from this by how they were well-set to appear negligible to everyone's attention, the girl/boy couldn't help but also notice that the principal had been partially influenced by the original Transweapon's new appearance.

She was aware that the young man had just began engaging with the former enemy in a romantic relationship, one that was still in its early stages but that Yami was sure that it wasn't going to end for silly reasons. The way they both appeared together, the way they both behaved with each other…

It was something that was as confusing as pleasant to look at. There was no excessive perversion from the girl, but there was also a lessening of the steel-minded attitude towards lewd things by the principal.

Casey was blushing, his eyes trailing from the blonde back to the brunette just for a brief moment. The reaction would have been enough to cause some more confusion in the genderbent girl, yet the fact that Nemesis was merely smiling at this and not going to further exploit it was enough to paint out the full reason behind her normal camouflage.

There wasn't much skin being shown by the clothes, only her slightly revealing section showing her cleavage. It wasn't enough to call out any hidden reasoning for that appearance, but sufficient for Yami to understand why it was giving this much emotion out of the young man.

Nemesis didn't look blank, nor she seemed too 'unbecoming' with her new form, rather she seemed to have created a mix of both extremes and moderated it to a beautiful and attractive woman than a lecherous one.

Mortimer wasn't a pervert, but not even he was a eunuch regarding the beauty of the women around him. He had already praised Mikado in the past, same for Tearju and he hadn't been limited in complimenting their appearances, but also their overall selves.

It was interesting to watch and study, it was a starting point for Yami to understand that not every men is like Rito and the former principal.

It was in that exact moment that her attention returned back to the real world as she realized that the uneasy sensation regarding her current walking pace had lessened to a point where she was starting to walk on her own. The grasp the headmaster had over her waist had also reduced, proof that the young man was still paying attention to her progress and adapting his hold for the sake of giving her space to improve.

He was smiling at her, the gesture being returned with a shakier but determined one from her masculine self. Her hopes lifted as she felt that she was close to finally return to an independent walking pace, sure that it was only a matter of a few more minutes before she could have gone and-

Thud!

Her eyes widened in shock when she heard the distinct sound of one of the classrooms' door near where they were opened and… a familiar student decided to leave the room with a sudden rush. The resulting bumping, which caused Rito to fall on the ground without dragging anyone with him (an absurd first for sure), still left someone to deal with quite the awkward predicament.

Being pushed towards the headmaster, Yami couldn't help but jump in fright at the immediate 'attack' and, unconsciously dragging him down, her face reached right towards… his own.

Her eyes were giving the most horrified glow possible as her face exploded in a massive blush at what had just happened and how she was currently displayed above his body. Her lips were pressing on his cheek in a simple kiss, the young man having turned his face just in time to avoid getting a full-blown peck from the blonde and… her entire chest and legs were itching at the sudden contact.

It had been so sudden and so powerful, yet luckily not as horrible and dreadful as it could have ended up turning to be with how the principal had acted before the worst could have happened in that unplanned fall. As much as Yami cared for the young man currently standing below her, there were some limits in that relationship she herself was sternly unwilling to even consider.

They were brother and sister, nothing more and nothing else.

She expected things to escalate as Nemesis had tensed up and Rito was getting up to approach them, her whole brain starting to melt at the absurd development and-

"That was quite the unexpected fall," Casey commented calmly, slowly getting up while holding her chest close as he pulled her up with him.

Yami blinked as his hands carefully brushed off some of the dust and the dirt that had managed to reach in her temporary clothes and he gave her a small smile.

"Are you alright?" He then asked with a concerned look, not letting go of her as the other students started to leave the classroom. Her (his) face was pressed on his chest, but the genderbent girl managed a quick nod as she continued to hide her face onto him, fearful of being discovered on that difficult situation.

"M-Mortimer-sensei- I didn't mean to-" The oldest of the Yuuki's siblings tried to explain, but the principal merely smiled and sighed.

"Yuuki-san, please do go and tell Kotegawa-san that you are to be given some punishment for running out of a classroom without paying attention to the outside," He interjected with a steel-like tone, getting Rito to deflate at the punishment being dispensed at him.

It was odd to see the boy being so… flustered and genuinely sorry for the matter, but Yami couldn't get a proper sight of the scene without giving out her identity, so she deemed it best to not give herself out now of all times.

She heard footsteps going in the opposite directions where they were currently waiting, soon the rest of the students coming to see the situation and… she recognized Lala's voice.

"Oh, good morning, sensei," The oldest of the three Deviluke siblings greeted chirpily the headmaster and getting a nod in return.

"Good morning, Deviluke-san and- I reckon that there should still be lesson right now," Casey replied with a confused tone. "May I inquire what-"

"Lunatique-sensei is… recovering from a combined efforts from both her clumsiness and Rito-san's bad luck." Yami recognized Run's voice, the girl seeming a little concerned as she seemed to give enough pause before continuing. "She is still unconscious as of yet."

It wouldn't be the first time for her mot-creator to faint at any 'attack' from Rito. It was almost a recurring gag and one that certainly could be avoided as of yet. But just as the blonde had hoped that the interaction would have ended there, the principal shocked here with the following words.

"Then I guess we will have to help her to the infirmary room," He glanced at the adult version of Nemesis and nodded at her. "Nem-san, could you please-"

"Of course~." The tanned lady replied with a quick purr, pacing quickly inside as she slowly helped the unconscious teacher off from her desk and out of the classroom. Some girls gasped at the beauty of the unknown woman being around the principal, while the boys were already whistling her way, something that wasn't even interested by Casey.

Soon, the woman was gotten out of the room and, just before the group could have gone and left that dangerous proximity, Lala decided to poke around just a little more.

"By the way, sensei." The pinkette called out just as they were going away, stopping the principal and the disguised Yami on the spot. "Can you introduce us to that adorable boy? Can you?"

While Yami was aware that the girl was incredibly known for overreacting, the fact that her tone had grown to a strangely annoying one was something the blonde hadn't expected to hear nor experience.

It didn't help that the other girls were whispering quickly and furiously in agreement about that query, the headmaster tensing at the question but… he smiled and nodded.

"This little one here is Lunatique Kuragari," The young man answered calmly, ignoring the sudden tension enveloping the girl/boy in his hold. Yami was surprised, confused and incredibly irritated by how Casey had decided to attach her identity to the currently asleep teacher. "He is the nephew to your teacher, he had come to stay just for today as to visit her aunt."

The students accepted the excuse, but the grand majority of the girls still pestered the principal for more info about the 'incredibly-shy' boy he was keeping watch until the end of the day. The alibi was offered well and without any stuttering, the details offered being more than enough to satisfy the intrigued group dominated by the ladies of the 1-A classroom.

Much to Yami's delight, the pestering didn't extend for too long and soon they were on their merry way back to Mikado. Both to get Tearju to a safe place where to rest and to see how the antidote efforts were going.

Still, the blonde was sure of one thing. Now she had a clear and practical explanation as of why Rito never speak about his misadventures as a young woman. Now she can see why… it could be difficult to speak about that kind of horrifying and daunting situation.

She had been lucky enough to have Casey around to indeed guard over her and… maybe this day hadn't been as terrible as it could have gone if things had been just like before.

With a perverted principal on the prowl and a distinct detachment from how Earth's social-educative life worked.

Momo was feeling quite drained after the difficult school-day she had just concluded.

The pinkette huffed as she made her way back to the Yuuki's household walking slowly and alone, her mind currently focusing on reaching back there to possibly crumble on one of the couches available in the living room just for the occasion.

While it wasn't the first time she had to create a cure for the effects caused by a particularly-dangerous plant she was keeping in her reserves, the girl had to endure quite the worst experience without the advanced equipment she had back in her room.

Despite Mikado's unique tools and impressive technology, the nurse was still a medically-trained woman that had very limited knowledge over the creation of an antidote for the kind of specimen they were supposed to counter the biological alterations.

The plant wasn't one that many knew much about, Momo having been one of the few ones to get a rare 'child-specimen', one that had yet to fully develop and thus offer her the chance to study its development without risking any of the dangerous effects that were now displayed upon Yami's body.

Genderbending was a serious issue, one that she had been aware about back when Rito had been turned in a girl by Lala more than once and… the young pinkette was also aware of the kind of issues that were born out from that scenario.

As much as the girl wanted to be angry at the blonde for having stolen some attention from Casey, the transweapon's plight had sounded far more concerning and pressing than just some emotional distress. Her reaction had been childish, instinctive but also terribly-thought about.

She could have shown some annoyance, but to the point of delivering deadly glares at the distracted 'boy'? Momo felt some embarrassment at having been rather unbecoming with her diplomatic approach, chiding herself for having gone the direct and blunt way.

A way that was as difficult as it was ill-received by many. The very way that her father would use while speaking with his vassals, his cynical rule born from his immense strength and no tact over long-term planning had almost cost the planet the dominance over the universe.

That is why her mother was revered as someone akin to a Grand Saint, someone that managed to pull miracles after miracles where her husband would leave ticking bombs with his barbaric mindset. Gid Lucione Deviluke was a smart man, but he wasn't sensible nor capable of willingly rule as a king.

Not that Momo thought that her father wasn't fit to rule, but rather she was aware of the boredom the impatient king would experience during court's sessions. He was curt with his answers, very quick to dismiss possible rebellions and rather sure of his dominance through strength than with other means.

The mere thought of being like-minded to her father was enough to get Momo to stray back to a more careful stance over the matter. Yami was clearly not the enemy she had to worry about, but rather an innocent bystander that had pointed out the true opponent to the claim the pinkette had laid over the principal.

Nemesis had been helpful, incredibly so as she wandered around the place without a perceivable hint of danger directed at the school or the city. The tanned alien enjoyed the flattering glances she would receive by Casey, showing genuine smiles and nods at the influence she had over the human.

It was annoying to a good degree, but Momo could also see the merits of seeing her 'rival' in actions as she had appeared and behaved in quite the elegant display of beauty but also moderation.

If the girl was aware of one sure thing about the young man, it was his appreciation for balanced affection. None of the multiple thoughts she hailed for Casey, but rather a reasonable calm to logical thinking and rational planning, the two pillars that had given her much success during her time on Earth.

And now that the 'Genderbent' situation had been happily solved, the antidote having been elaborated and created for Yami to ingest and revert back to her usual form, Momo had all her thoughts directed at the careful planning of the following days- no, weeks that would happen after this day was over.

For now, nothing could be done without risking to shatter the already shaky relationship she had with Casey, but it was also a good way to try and get some rest after the recent issues she had with her sleep.

Yes, the Pinkette was now ready to take a quick warm bath, get her mind coaxed back to relax and then maybe chase some dreams either in her bed or by the couch before dinner. She nodded to herself as she finally walked inside the small entrance and towards the front door of the Yuuki's household, her spare keys entering quickly on the lock and giving her access to her safe haven away from the difficult outside world.

That was what Momo had been thinking to do for the remainder of the day, relax and waste the time away in some calming activity. But, much to her chagrin, fate decided to be cruel once again by setting her up in the worst of ambushes.

Just as she walked towards the living room, hopeful to get some rest after the tiring day at Sainan High, to drown her face on some pillow and happily ignore everything around her, and maybe get some shower as-

She stopped as her blood froze the moment her eyes spotted several people sitting by the couches in the living room. Two simple humans, one being the Mangaka Yuuki Saibai and the other being the smug-looking Yuuki Ringo. Rito's and Mikan's parents… were both there now?

It was an odd sight as the mother was usually busy oversea with her work, the father living away from home as he had gone deep with his life-consuming work that a small artist like him had to endure alone.

Their presence was unexpected and quite confusing as they didn't give any notice about the situation. This very confusion soon melted in silent horror as she turned to the two other people sitting by the other couch.

One was a tall woman with fair skin, long curly pink-hair and a small tiara atop her head that extended a pink veil on her face, hiding her charming beauty from the men around. Her dress accented to the voluptuous bosom that she was prideful of, but the clothes itself being rather conservative compared to any other Charmian.

The other one was much shorter, just enough to be confused as a young child as his spiky jet-black hair and his chubby face gave off the sight of a seemingly-normal boy. A boy with immense powers and a cheeky enough attitude to flaunt it around when possible.

Yet, instead of greeting Momo just like his wise was doing with a polite nod her way, Gid was lost in some discussion he was sharing with Rito's father. The two were smiling eye-to-eye while the women looked rather… unnerved by the light-hearted topics overcoming the important arrival there.

"-And you should have seen how the author pulled the romantic scene with that Cat-Girl," The Emperor of the Universe continued with a giddy tone. "Like really, who would have thought that he would have had enough balls to go that far."

The human nodded with the same enthusiasm and interest. "You have to tell me more," He admitted back. "Maybe you can set up a meeting between him and me so we can try and do some comic together-"

Momo coughed, slightly annoyed by the fact she had been ignored for a solid minute now. Both Mangaka and King stopped as they turned at the same to notice the girl tapping her shoe on the floor with her arms folded close to her face.

The child-like man grinned happily. "Momo, good to see that you are finally here," Her father stated with an amused tone. "Your sisters are already gone to the bathroom to prepare for this dinner. You know, to discuss about the marriage and all."

She frowned. "The one between Rito and Lala?"

"Of course, daughter of mine," The man replied with a frown. "Why? Do you need to tell me something?"

She was tempted to say 'yes', but then again the mess would have been far too big to make amend to. So the girl merely shook her head. "Just remembering, nothing has happened since you have come here-"

"Except for Mortimer," Gid pointed out with a hum. "I have received some positive feedback from some of my spies, the man has been moving well around the school and..." He tilted towards his daughter. "Tell me, did something happen since he came back?"

Oh, you know. Just fallen in love for him and that. Nothing to be worried about.

Yet Momo didn't say that lest she would initiate the end of Earth, marriage or not. Now that she thought about it, why couldn't she see Rito around? Was he preparing for dinner himself-

Actually why there was a special dinner to begin with?

"Nothing worth of telling," The short-haired girl finally replied. "He had been making leaps and bounds to introduce some order to the school and… I don't have that stalker club anymore."

It was her mom that seemed positively pleased by the last detail, having known of the group of boys that had been harassing her daughter for some time. But now that they were gone, surely her motherly sense was going to ease up about the matter.

The 'short' man sighed and nodded. "Interesting and all… by the way, we decided to set up the date for the wedding-"

What?

"Which is for now set to happen in five years from now." Gid concluded with a small grimace, drawing shock from Momo.

The girl had been fairly certain that the marriage had to have been set much much earlier for the sake of giving her father the 'legitimate' reason to abdicate away from the burdening rule of paperwork. It was the perfect solution to his boredom while also keeping the unofficial and incontestable control of the universe without enduring the insane waves of paper and ink as he would call those.

Still… why this long and- then why were they spending some time at dinner?

"F-Father, not that I wish to sound impertinent but… I hadn't expected to have you and mother for dinner-"

"Because this is meant to be a surprise." The man exclaimed with a tired sigh. "Some event to further get to know who I'm giving the hand of your older sister too."

She blinked at that. Nothing else? Just some minor confirmation?

That was… just unbelievable to hear from the lips of the usually disgruntled warrior and… yet it was happening. There was a peaceful gathering. The smile on her mother's face, that Momo could see appearing right by the edges of her veil, was enough to fully reassure the girl that it was indeed the truth.

And while she was elated about this development… she was much less about the following one.

"By the way, do you know if Mortimer has some allergy or any of that kind of issues?"

...What?

"I mean, wouldn't want for these two lovely earthlings to be mortified if they messed up the dinner for him now that he is invited with his fiancé."

…

YOU DID WHAT?!

AN

Dear (Insert a random reader's name, but then switch to the commonly-known 'Clarisse'), I write this from my deep within my bed, the atrocious sickness (common cold, but there is some suspect of some development about it) has consumed my weary brain (consumed by writing 6k-long chapters on a daily). This letter shall reach you when I've long gone beyond the veil and unto the cool grasp of heaven and death (or 'I am going to be sleeping when you all read this, I will be going super-early to bed') and with this reason I shall tell you that-

Du-Dum Du-Dum Du-Dum -Insert horribly familiar meme song- (Guess what just happened? Little praise and big cookie for the cultured man or gril that got it correct).

I'm bored and sick, send care packages and some love-ospreys!

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REVIEW Q&A!

Genderbend: I was planning that kind of reaction from Momo, but then I realized it was far too predictable. And the bitch-slap would probably redirect him to the hospital rather than to a poor soul.

Sonicflash78: Thanks for the kind words! And I will think about it for the sequel!

Guest1: I think I saw a Jojo meme where Bruno says something representing artists/writers: "I can put whatever I want in your mouth. I can even put that Fire Extinguisher in your mouth." By the way, that is also a true quote from the show.