Kamui sat with Mister Hat, drinking tea. "Ah, women, truly the finest of beauties in the land, far and near, regardless of argument."
"Yes, indeed. I see I've met a man of culture." The adult spoke, clicking cups with Kamui. "You've made progress, your ability to translate has made you realize it, correct?"
"Why yes, I do not need to force them to listen, the hearts of others must be swayed with words of a gentleman." Kamui petted the lovely fox next to him. "Even if we do not share species, the beauty of words will always transcend all boundaries."
"Very true, my young lad. And the ladies that accompany you have improved as well." Mister hat gestured to the cages, that he himself was small enough to slip through.
"Yes, one most always remember that there's always something more to a lady than outward cuteness." Kamui gazed upon the ice queen now before him. Once the nice shy cute girl of the class, the fragile little butterfly went through quite the metamorphosis, shedding the cute demoner into a force of true, eloquent beauty. A force of nature that instead of lifting the hearts of the savage beasts, creating nothing but pure respect from them.
Kamui still couldn't believe that Kerori was a demdoll, he felt ashamed for not noticing it sooner. Now he needed to use his energy to figure out who, because for the life of him the student couldn't figure out her identity. He blamed the glasses in all honesty, a blessing and a curse on demon kind.
As for the lovely dragonic, young Gaako … "BOW TO ME! OR I'LL FEAST ON YOUR CORPSES YOU PUNY WELPS!" … It was obvious to see what would happen if she ever got in a relationship. She eventually went mad when she was getting swarmed, and just started eating one of the creatures alive. She became feral, and had a taste for both the flesh and the fear from others.
She was now forcing all creatures to bow to her, and finished them brutally when they disobeyed her. All the running for her life must have given her super strength.
"Truly marvelous, every one of you. You finally finished the introductory training phase and it only took a week and a half." Mister Hat spoke, as he and the girls froze, slowly looking at the man in question.
"Did you say …"
"Introductory Training?"
"Phase!?"
"Why of course, we've only been using the small beasts after all." Kamui looked at the beast that rivaled Sabnock's size. Small beast? "Now let's get you all outside for the ones that can't fit inside of structures." They shivered in terror, except for Gaako.
"BRING THE BASTARDS OUT, I'LL DEVOUR THEIR SOULS!"
"... Maybe let's take a five minute break first." He corrected himself. The insanity of a woman really was beautiful in it's own way.
Once again oxygen was cut off, without any way to move. Once again he was going to drown without an answer. Once again he was going to have a sleepless night. Once again there was nothing My Area could do because there was no ground! He can't manipulate surface area without touching it … or was he?
Picero paused his struggles, yes, Midoriya mentioned something about it during his relaxing sleep rambles. My Area affected surface area, not ground. He could sense the ground even as the water was forcing him upwards. He could feel the earth calling to him even as the water was forcing him up.
Even in the deepest recesses of the ocean, the earth was still there. There was virtually no limit to his level of command. Hell, there were even particles of earth inside of the water. The very one he was swimming in was just a liquid surface area. He could mold the very planet itself!
Goemon stopped struggling as well, understanding something as they pulled back their blade, closing their eyes and preparing. They would have to time it just right … now! With a burst of Picero pushing a hole, and Goemon doing the same, they broke out of the water, taking their first real sip of oxygen in a while.
"The water, the water's just surface area, I was just under it instead of on top."
"Air is everywhere, Oxygen, even bubbles and atoms in the water flow with the breeze." Goemon wheezed out. "I command the flow of air, therefore, I command the flow of water!" Maybe Midoriya had a point about learning more chemistry.
"I'm … so proud." The witch with a beak cried. "You both got out so well … now we can move on to ice!" She shouted, their blood ran cold long before their body.
"Move on?" No, nononono, they won! They should be able to sleep! Let him sleep damn it! Then they were frozen solid, and back to square one.
"Please survive … I'd be really sad if you didn't." He wanted to scream at this bitch of a witch.
Fourteen days, nine hours, twenty six minutes, fifty four seconds. That's how long Schneider has been working without being able to read a book. Those agonising seconds grated on his soul and made him want to murder everyone in this place. He missed Fulcras, her beautiful way of speaking with her plump lips ...and her brain! It was all about intelligence! Her sweet, beautiful brain with such a voice that sent shivers down his….what has this hell been doing to him!?
It didn't matter, this was their time. If there was one thing that this place was teaching them, it was cunning. How to read people, how to predict probability, and most importantly, a way to cheat that bitch out of her coin toss!
He only wished he had Izuku Midoriya notebooks with him at the time, his insight on bloodline theories could've made the road smoother for him and Jazz M. Andros, but now wasn't the time or place to dwell on it. If there was a perfect training ground for Andros, a seedy underground bar and gambling ring was it. But why in the nine rings was he involved! Schneider would have been better off in a library, building up knowledge and wisdom beyond the normal limit!
"Come on man, don't get frustrated now. We do this, we win a free ticket out of hell. Heaven my ass, this place is the worst." Jazz M. Andros approached Furfur, ready to take his shot. It was statistically possible to win here, he just needed to trust the numbers, the facts, and whatever force in the universe that allowed the Calamity Cult to survive this long. Schneider wasn't a religious man, but he'd pray to it now!
"Let's go." The lion scholar nodded, both of them making their way to the red skinned asshole.
"Welcome back you two, ready to guess the hand this time? Right or left, you know the rules." Damn this bastard, damn him and his dodgy demeanor, damn that tricky smile, damn that false sense of someone likeable.
"We'll go alright." Hah, it won't be in any hand, or at least, not in Furfur's hands. There was no accounting for whatever tricks this son of a bitch had in store for them, so the only way to beat a trickster was to trick them before they could trick you. Jazz moved fast, grabbing the coin mid air. "Now then, the answer is, my left hand!"
"Oh my devi … you guys have made so much progress haven't you?" He asked them with a warm and teary eyed smile. Yes, they won! "I'm so proud … also it's in my right hand." … What?
"I was just holding it, how did they-" What!?
"Yo, i'm drinking hard for their progress, put it on their tab." WHAT!? "Yeah, tricking me is a great start...but it's pointless if you can't stop my own trick from tricking you. You're barely halfway there. Luckily, we have plenty of time to speed up that progress. Wearing those face masks is a nice touch though, if pointless against me." Screw you Calamity Cult, your luck sucks!
'The luck of the Calamity Cult really sucks.' This is the thought of Sabro Sabnock as he's hit in the head with a wooden branch. Day after day, Asmodeus and him would spend hours upon hours trying to land a single him on Balam, and day after there, they collapsed in that little cave of his for roughly five minutes before heading to class, and did the same after school let out.
"I am really starting to question the benefit-to-cost ratio of Plus Ultra." Asmodeus groaned, huffing and coughing blood, but refusing to let himself fall down. "I-I have an idea, but it's going to involve setting you on fire. Are you okay with that?"
"You just want an excuse to do so. Fine, what is it?" After over a week of this, he'll take anything.
"Alright, create a really big axe." Asmodeus began building up flames, compressed for his rocket based attacks he sometimes pulled off. Now he was getting it. Sabro ginned as he pulled out his weapon, making it sharp and sturdy enough to cut through the trees, even if it was impractical to lift.
"Do it." Sabro was ready, body numb to pain. And all at once, he felt the blaze of the sun itself light all around his body, but after being blasted by that damn dragon, it hardly registered as a sunburn. "Alright, you viney bastard, this is our time now!" He changed in, spinning the axe wildly around using the added moment to increase his swinging power. The plants were now being cut like smooth butter.
"This may actually be the first time I've seen either of you work in tandem together with anyone. Progress has been made." The bastard congratulated them as his vines fell.
"Anything to end this nightmare you bastard!" Sabro and Asmodeus shouted together, swinging the axe into the man, who simply blocked it with his leg. A small drip was heard.
"You managed to wound me, well done." He and Azz looked at each other, smiling genuinely. A bond of danger forged them into cooperative, if still aggressive, rivals. "Now that we finished the starting point, let's move onto the actual combat scenarios. Now I'm going to get a bit aggressive, so brace yourselves." That smile changed into a look of terror. They missed class already.
Clara loved the training. Sure she wasn't around Izuku-kins as much as she wanted, but Raim-sensei made lots of fun games she said would help seduce him! Apparently showing more skin made her more sexy! If she knew that before, she would've just come to school naked.
Tea Party Lady wasn't as fun to be around after the first week, sulking about her winning the sexiness game. Too bad, she's been losing this one for far too long! She wouldn't be second to anybody here, especially to any harpies trying to nab Izuku-kins!
"You've both made some wonderful progress. Now then, we need to start getting more serious." Raim-sensei spoke out. Yay, an even more fun game!
"More … serious?" Tea Party Lady muttered. She might have been getting tired.
"Here ya go, Tea Party Lady." She handed her a drink. That helped calm her down.
"Thanks, I still won't lose to you!" Oh, she still wanted to play with her! Nice. "I'll be number one again soon, just you wait!"
"Say, Clara." Raim-sensei asked, a look on her face. "Why do you always pull objects from your pockets?" She asked. Oh, was she curious, like Izuku-kins?
"I just find it super easy." She explained. "Pulling stuff out of something makes me feel like a magician!"
"I see … and what happens when you put something back in?" Huh back in? Why would she ever put something back, she wanted to have fun in the now times!
"There's no point, why would I want to get rid of a toy?" Raim-sensei nodded, going to a bean bag chair that smelt really weird and pulled it over.
"Interesting, I want you to use your powers on this opening here, but don't pull anything out. You and Ix are going to go in. I have a bit of a suspicion about what's going on, and she needs a broader horizon."
"I-I STILL need to learn from her!?" Tea Party Lady looked like she was about to cry. That's weird, nothing sad happened. "Does the Calamity Cult just make the world not make sense!?" We never make sense, that's what makes it fun!
"Don't worry." Raim-sensei said, grabbing their butts. She's been doing that alot since they got here. "As soon as I'm done with you, you'll either be dead, or gorgeous beyond belief." Yay, super gorgeous for the win!
"Beat the level, I solved the puzzle, the fifth verse is "My lovely way", and I'm tasting peppermint!" Lied shouted, super excited. Hoping he didn't miss a single thing.
"Correct, and Eiko?" Robin spoke without missing a beat.
"Beat the time, I solved the equation, the sixth verse is "Oh hell to you", and I'm smelling lavender!" Eiko sent her fellow blonde a high five, already knowing he was spot on.
"Finally, after twelve days of pure torture, we finally did it!" She fell to the ground, throwing her controller to the wall. "Memorizing each ingredient of the candy is one thing, but learning to recognize each one by taste while playing Devi Dance Revolution is just too much!"
"Tell me about it, when you're dealing with flashing lights color recognition falls to the floor, and my hands are killing me!" Lied spoke, getting down onto the ground as well, but they smiled all the same. A bond had been strengthened in their time here. While they may have been acquaintances at Walter Park, here they were survivors, family, she felt what Kerori said she felt for Izu, and now all of her jealousy towards the white haired girl was gone.
There is no time for Jealousy when you're trying to survive after all. Her brain cells had the option to either die or evolve, and they chose right! "I can finally help Izu with the harvest festival!"
"Izuku brings around all the crazies doesn't he?" Lied spoke out, and she was too elated to smack him across the head for that. It was the sisterly thing to do here.
"Now then, Lied, what happens after you go through three stages of Slide the Ferret?" Robin asked. Why would he ask something like that now?
"Oh, well after those you face off one of the creations Dr Coggutnick made as a … boss … battle …" He paled drastically.
"That's right, and now I'm the final boss. From now all games will be VS and all tests will be tripled. Doesn't that sound fun?" The man gave the duo a vicious grin.
Eiko had many things running through her head, and it wasn't just the constant buzzing from staring at a screen for nineteen hours a day. First was that Robin Balse was the biggest psychopath in the school, no doubt about it. The second was that she would be stuck here, with not-Izu for an even longer period of time. She could forget over a week's progress and make a run for it, or stick it up with her little brother figure, and at least give him a pal in the suffering.
"Screw you guys, Imma going home!" She made it three feet before something cold and metallic made its way around her neck. "What the?"
"Thought you might do that, that's why they invented the shock collar! It'll be your main punishment for trying to run away or cheating, but we'll stick with the punishment wheel for straight out loses." He gave them a smile oh too innocent. It was like an evil Clara, or Kirwo. She had no reason to stop screaming in terror at it.
"I'm doing your laundry whether you like it or not!" Inko watched as Izuku marched away into the house. She's never seen the boy so spiteful. Usually he just gave up back on earth after trying to talk with an adult failed. The only other time she's seen this anger on his face was during that 'Deku' phase he went through, and one time was enough.
She tried taking it into her own hands and talking with Kaego-sensei about it on the phone, but the reply she got wasn't what she wanted. "I'm sorry Inko, but if he doesn't ask for a new tutor there's nothing I can actually do. If he wants to waste time hitting his head against a brick wall, that's on him." Meaning her only current solution was to actually take it into her own hands.
She began marching up to the wide smiled lollipop sucking bitch that was ruining her son's progress. "Oh, so you're the mother of my new slave? Have to say, you make them really clingy. Never had a servant that was so persistent in being a walking doormat."
That sentence alone confirmed to her that this was another Bakugou situation. Izuku for some reason held some sort of respect for this walking pile of trash fire, and was now following her around in hopes of gaining some sort of respect back. It was like he took one step forward and two steps back without being aware of it. "You're not going to treat him like a slave. You're going to get off your sorry ass and do your job." She spoke coldly.
"I am. I'm waiting until he wises up and gives up. Happened with everyone else, should be no different here." The bitch rolled her eyes. "Sure, he's toughed it out longer than everyone else, but I'm chalking that up to density. That or really bad parenting. No offense, really no offense, I'm considering hiring him full time as a maid if he doesn't stop too soon." She shrugged. "Who knows, might even give him more money than he's worth."
And that caused her to snap, grabbing the woman's collar and pulling her up. "Give him what he's been asking for this entire time, or I will make your life a living nightmare. DO YOU HEAR ME?" She asked with her demon voice, but Barbatos turned out to be one of the few people that didn't seem phased.
"Please, you think you're the first angry mom I've had to deal with? Unless you can survive a missing liver I'll just treat you like a pesky mosquito. Now let me show you how to really do it." The bitch grabbed her arm. "Let go." And Inko's survival instincts overrode her motherly ones, forcing her to let go of the collar in question.
"You're wrong about my baby, you know." Inko glared back spitefully. "He's never given up on anything in his entire life, especially when stuck up, self centered, self little shit-for-brain bitches like you are constantly trying to bring him down, you cherry flavored loli bastard!"
Barabtos looked just slightly amused at this sight, but something caught her attention before she could retort. "Oh, Barbatos." Her Papa spoke, making his way over. "Didn't expect to see you around the forest." And like that, the woman went in a complete one eighty, switching to a genuine smile with hearts in her eyes … oh ...
"Oh, Lord Sullivan! I, um, didn't expect to see you so soon. Was expecting you until next year when you came to visit the plantation." She began twiddling her thumbs like some schoolgirl. Of all the things she expected this bitch to be, a gerontophile was not one of them. "Did you need my eyes for something?"
"Why yes, I've been told you have a keen eye for training. One of the best that rivals the thirteen crows." He spoke genuinely, making a gesture for his signature six six six okay sign at her.
"Of course, just point me to the boy and I'll help him right away!" She shouted with a salute.
"His name is Izuku Midoriya, my Grandson." The utter horror and despair on the bitch's face was sweeter than any candy she's ever eaten. "In fact, I see you're having a lovely conversation with his mother, my darling daughter Inko!"
The woman slowly turned to her, then back. "Yes … i've … actually been … instructed to train him … by the school …" She got out, shaking in place.
"Oh, that's a wonderful coincidence! And how is it?" He asked with a teasing smile.
"PERFECT! I will make sure he wins the Harvest Festival without a doubt! First place guaranteed!" Barbatos shouted out. "In fact, I was just about to show him how to craft his own bow! I think it's about time we get on that!" She fled, leaving behind a smoke trail, nothing but wailing and confused moans of infacturation following her.
Inko waited until she was sure the woman was out of hearing range, even by demon standards. "... So she's in love with you."
"Oh most definitely." The man nodded.
"Is she as good as they say?"
"Hundred Bullseyes with an arrow, perfect for teaching the boy how to hunt."
"You know what she did?"
"Eh, family friend, gave her a bit of a time limit before I revealed the facts."
"I'd question your sanity, but I can't argue with the results."
