Chapter 3: When love strikes...
Kumuro stared at his book called "Dr Faustus", listening to Kodama. Kodama lifted up his own copy, speaking in English.
"Hell hath no limits."
Kodama strolled towards Keima
"Nor is it circumscribed."
Kodama frowned at Keima, noticing him spending his time on his PFP. He sighed, having to deal with him.
"Katsuragi, please translate this sentence."
Keima placed his head on the ground.
"I think they just seemed to be cleverer if they just obeyed my commands..."
Kumuro gasped, feeling worried as usual. Kodama slammed his fist on the desk with rage.
"You think you can do whatever you want by answering correctly! Huh?"
Keima sighed.
"No... Is there a problem?"
Kodama gritted his teeth. A loud knock came from the door, drawing everyone's attention to a female student. Her eyes were protected by her thin stylish glasses. Her short black hair pointed outwards. Kodama turned away from Keima and held his hands out.
"Ah! We have ourselves another new student here!"
Kodama strolled towards her. Keima lifted his body up and continued playing his PFP.
"Can you tell the class your name?"
The female student smiled.
"I'm Kitsuki Amika!"
Kodama pointed an unoccupied seat near Chihiro.
"You can sit there, Amika-san!"
Amika nodded her head as she strolled through the desks. Her eyes caught a glimpse of Keima. His shiny brown hair glowed from the bright fluorescent light. His eyes were manly – as calm as the sea. His fingers stretched covering the buttons. Her cheeks blushed a bit as she sat on the desk. She tilted her head, noticing Chihiro holding her hands out.
"I'm Kosaka Chihiro."
Chihiro smiled at her. Amika smiled back as she shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you."
The class bell rang, signalling the start of lunch. Many students stood up and left the building. Chihiro stood up and face Amika.
"You wanna come sit with us?"
Amika smiled again.
"I'm just gonna hang here a bit longer. I'll be there."
Chihiro blinked. She then turned away from her.
"We'll be at the top of this building."
Chihiro left the class. Amika gazed upon Keima, crying on the desk. Kumuro approached him, wondering why he's sad.
"What's wrong buddy?"
Keima sniffed.
"I'm sorry..."
Kumuro blinked.
"What for?"
Keima turned his head facing Kumuro.
"You still call me the capturing god, right?"
Kumuro cocked his eyebrows.
"I've never called you as such. Why's that?"
"N... No matter what I do... I can't..."
Keima moved his PFP for Kumuro to see.
"I can't capture that!"
Kumuro stared at the screen. Feeling an uncontrollable urge, he giggled at Keima.
"Is this what you're whining about? That crappy game called "Sora's Artistic Journey"?"
He fell on the floor, laughing out loud.
"Why bother playing something that you'll never be able to complete due to shitty bugs?"
Keima glared at him, having renewed energy.
"You..."
He stood up from the desk and pointed his fingers.
"How dare you mock me?"
He raised his fist up high.
"I'm gonna prove to you that I can capture this girl, no matter how many bugs this game throws at me!"
Keima ran away from Kumuro, leaving the class. Kumuro stopped laughing and stood up.
"Hey buddy! Wait up!"
Kumuro chased after him. Amika stood up and left the classroom empty. Kumuro ran through the corridors, searching for Keima. How did I lose track of him? He couldn't have run that fast. Suddenly, he bumped into a tall grim-looking student. He took a step back, gazing upon the bully's body. His eyes glared at Kumuro.
"Why did you block my way, punk?"
Kumuro scratched his head.
"Sorry about that... I was kinda in a hurry..."
Next to the bully are tall gruesome thugs clenching their fists and punching their own hands.
"Isn't he that follower of otamegane?"
"We got ourselves some great treats!"
Kumuro smiled at them.
"Well I'll be going now, so if you excuse me-"
Suddenly, the bully threw a punch at Kumuro's face. From a huge blow, Kumuro's body got pushed to the ground. The bully frowned at him, gritting his teeth.
"I don't like the smile on your face!"
The thugs advanced on him, blocking Kumuro from escaping. Kumuro lifted his body up, trying to recover from his aching head. The thugs pulled him up, levelling him to the bully.
"Guys, can we talk about this? I mean it wouldn't be good if your mothers see this happening..."
The bully glared at Kumuro, feeling somewhat offended.
"What did you say about my mum?"
The thugs grinned at Kumuro.
"I think he called your mum fat!"
"You should bash him up for that!"
The bully clenched his fists.
"You're gonna regret saying that shit to me, you LIMEY OTAKU BASTARD!"
"All of you, stop!"
The thugs turned their head, noticing Kusunoki standing behind them. Kumuro moved his head, facing her.
"Attacking a defenceless person... That's not something a real men would do!"
Kumuro's eyes glimmered. Kusunoki's flawless long black hair flew to the left, feeling the gentle cool winds being blown. Her glaring brown eyes reminded him of a strong samurai from one of his video games. Her arms were folded side by side, showing her seriousness. Kumuro smiled, having his cheeks reddened. The thugs chuckled, finding her funny.
"Seems like we got another person to play with..."
Her face continued frowning at the thugs.
"I wouldn't bother fighting against the likes of you low life scum! You're lucky I'm letting you go now, so you better get out of here now!"
The bully slowly advanced towards Kusunoki.
"She has a huge voice for a mere girl... Let's see if she can talk to this!"
The bully pulled out his baton and pointed it at her. He charged towards her, drawing his baton away. Kusunoki grinned sinisterly. She spun her body around, lifting her leg up. Her feet smashed his head, forcing his body to plummet on the ground. He dropped his baton as it flew away from him. His body twitched in agony, sending fear upon the thugs. The bully cried from his pain.
"Owie! My head!"
Kusunoki lowered her eyelids.
"Leave."
The group of thugs ran away from her, causing the chattering students nearby to stare at her.
"Hey it's that captain, Kusaga-san!"
"I remember Kusaga Kusunoki!"
"She's so beautiful on TV!"
Kumuro smiled at her, admiring her looks. Kusunoki noticed him standing in front of her. Her eyes opened widely, causing her cheeks to slightly redden. She then frowned at him.
"Why are you still standing here for?"
Snapping out of his daydream, Kumuro's face went pale.
"Thanks for saving me back there,"
Kumuro strolled passed her, resuming his mission. She grabbed his arm, locking it tightly. Kumuro struggled like a rabbit caught in a trap.
"Oww! Oww! Oww!"
Kusunoki glared at him.
"Why did you let those men push you around?"
Kumuro poured tears out of his eyes.
"Wh... Why are you doing this? Didn't you save me just then?"
Kusunoki gritted her teeth.
"It's guys like you the reason why low life creeps are made!"
Kusunoki released him, making him collapse on the ground. Kumuro turned around, admiring her hair. She turned away from him and strolled through the corridor.
"You make me sick! I never wanted to see you again!"
Keima sat on a bench, having a notebook and pen next to him. He tapped many buttons on his PFP.
"Damn that Kumuro jerk! I'll show him!"
He lifted his notebook up, scribbling circles, lines and words on the pages. He then placed it down and continued playing his PFP. Amika hid behind a tree, admiring his looks from afar.
"Wow... He's so... fascinating..."
His glasses shined from the sun light. Amika pulled her camera out, taking snapshots of him.
"This specimen will definitely be added to my collection!"
She placed her camera away and pulled out her notebook. She opened it and scribbled a few notes on a fresh page.
"Subject... Number... 3. Personality..."
Amika hummed, trying to think.
"Mysterious will do..."
She gazed upon his hair, making her blush.
"I wonder how I should approach him..."
Keima lifted his head and faced Amika. She gasped, moving her face behind the tree. Keima scratched his head, figuring out her motives.
"Why are you behind a tree?"
Her body trembled, having her cover blown. What should I do? This is too soon for me to interact... No... This is a perfect opportunity to conduct my experiment. She moved out of the tree, revealing herself. Keima studied her face carefully.
"You're that new girl I assume."
Amika smiled with joy.
"You're very intelligent!"
Keima blinked at her.
"Uh... Thank you."
Amika slowly approached Keima, staring at his PFP.
"Watcha doing?"
Keima turned his head away, giving attention to the PFP.
"Trying to find a route out of the loop..."
Amika stared at the book lying near Keima. Her face glowed, having her heart filled with joy.
"I love drawing these kinds of diagram!"
She moved her head, facing Keima. She lowered her eyelids, realising that he's more focused on his PFP. Kumuro ran towards Keima, waving his hands at me.
"Keima buddy! I need your help!"
Keima sighed. He lifted his head facing Kumuro. Amika blinked, wondering why she's feeling ignored.
"What is it?"
Kumuro stood near Keima and Amika.
"I need your galge gaming skills to help me!"
Keima rolled her eyes.
"Why do you need it?"
Kumuro blushed, having something in his mind.
"Well... There's a girl I like..."
Kumuro lifted his head up, noticing Amika stand next to him. He smiled and waved at her.
"Hi there! I'm Muhara Kumuro!"
Amika glared at him.
"Hi..."
Amika faced towards Keima.
"So what are you doing after school?"
Keima grinned sinisterly at Kumuro.
"So you came back, begging for my help..."
Kumuro sighed.
"I'm sorry that I made fun of you because it's sad of you to even attempt something nearly impossible... Now will you help me?"
Keima glared at him.
"Fine... But I'm telling you, 2D girls are not the same as 3D girls, so don't take my words as an absolute solution."
Keima stared at the PFP. Amika glared at Keima, feeling angry.
"So who is it you like?"
Kumuro lifted his eyes, staring at the sky.
"Um... Kasu... ka... Kusa... nogi?"
"Kasuga Kusunoki, am I correct?"
Kumuro nodded his head. Keima grinned sinisterly.
"You're in for a tough time. She's the captain of the girl's karate club and the successor to the ancient Kusaga's life and death martial arts temple."
Kumuro murmured.
"Well she can fight well..."
Keima chuckled.
"The only way for you to win her heart is to eventually fight her to the death!"
Kumuro's eyes twitched.
"Umm... Isn't there another way around this?"
Keima shook his head.
"This is most likely the only way..."
Keima lifted his head from the PFP.
"However... You could also try being her pupil, but good luck making that happen!"
Keima turned his head, noticing Kumuro running away. Keima shook his head.
"Oh Kumuro, you fool..."
Amika folded her arms, tapping her feet impatiently.
"Are you done yet?"
Kumuro laid his body down, bowing down to Kusukoni.
"I wish to be your pupil, captain!"
Kusunoki blinked at him.
"You're..."
Kusunoki turned away from him, folding her arms.
"This is the girl's club. Go find the men's karate club!"
Kumuro took a deep breath.
"I... I've been inspired by your scolding..."
Kumuro smiled.
"I want to become stronger and defend myself (and those who can't help themselves) against the unjust..."
Kusunoki closed her eyes and grinned.
"Is that so? You make it sound so simple..."
She wiped the grin off her face and turned around.
"Do you honestly believe that you can master something like this so easily?"
Kumuro sighed.
"I've seen many people training hard..."
Kumuro slowly lifted his head up.
"But I know that if I stick to one thing and keep going, I will achieve something seemingly impossible!"
Kusunoki's eyebrows twitched, feeling a strange aura emitting from Kumuro's body.
"What's this? This feels..."
She turned her head away from him.
"I don't have time to teach beginners..."
Kumuro's head brightened, striking an idea.
"I'll do odd jobs as well!"
Kusunoki blushed to Kumuro's glowing face. She strolled away from him.
"Your face creeps me out... I'm gonna fix everything you have as unnecessary, starting tomorrow!"
Kumuro stared at her hair, causing him to blush. He sighed, feeling pleased.
Amika sat on the bench, having her body near Keima. She gazed upon Keima's face, watching him spend time with his PFP. He's almost everything I had ever dreamed of... The only thing wrong with him is his lack of attention to me... No matter... this won't take long...
"So... What are your hobbies?"
Keima lifted his head up, frowning at her.
"Why are you still here?"
Amika blushed, gazing upon his eyes.
"Well..."
She placed her hand near her cheeks.
"I want to get to know you better..."
Keima looked down, staring at his notebook.
"If you really want to, why don't you start helping me?"
Amika blinked.
"Umm... How?"
Keima lifted the notebook up.
"I need you to write everything down so I can record every single possibility."
Should I help him... Or not..?
"I'll do it!"
Amika smiled as she snatched the notebook from him. She pulled out her pen, ready to take notes down. Keima faced his PFP, resuming his mission. She sighed, feeling unwanted. Suddenly, Kumuro ran towards him.
"I did it! I got in!"
Keima sighed as he lifted his head up.
"You got in what?"
Kumuro stood near Keima.
"I became Kusunoki's pupil!"
Keima blinked at him.
"That... That's impossible..."
Kumuro closed his eyes.
"Starting tomorrow, I'm gonna try and get to know her better!"
Kumuro stared at Keima's PFP, studying the screen.
"Dude, stop playing that while you can!"
Keima gritted his teeth.
"Now you're just rubbing it in..."
Keima faced away from him.
"I still have more possibilities to unlock, so get ready to face humiliation when you see me out of this loop!"
Kumuro stared at him.
"I'm gonna go now..."
Kumuro turned away from Keima.
"I'll see you later."
Keima's hands trembled, feeling angry. Amika frowned at Keima, feeling more impatient.
Kumuro arrived at the training room, carrying a broom and a bucket of water with him. His martial arts uniform rested neatly on his body. He moved to a spot and placed the bucket down. Using the broom, he swept the floor. Even though I've been at it for a few days now, he thought. I'm starting to get a hang of this special training. Maybe I have a chance to become powerful... The floor sparkled clean, creating reflections of the ceiling. Kumuro nodded his head as he lifted up the bucket and carried the broom and bucket to another room. He opened the door blocking him, revealing Kusunoki.
His eyes glowed, admiring her hair. She hugged the cat gently, smiling at it. The cat nudged her hands, showing affection to her. Her eyes glimmered, causing Kumuro to blush. He smiled, feeling a heart-warming presence from her body. She slowly turned around whilst gazing upon the cat. Her eyes opened widely, noticing Kumuro witnessing her shameful act.
"Wha-wha... Mu-Muhara?"
She twisted her body around, holding the cat away from her.
"This... This isn't..."
She stood still, feeling embarrassed. She then glared at him.
"I was gonna get rid of it, so don't get any ideas!"
Her face changed, gazing upon Kumuro's face. His face glimmered, emphasising his soft face. His eyes looked like the cat she was holding. His blushes caused her to blush back. She growled at him, feeling angry.
"Why are you showing me that?"
She punched Kumuro in the face, causing him to push back. He collapsed on the ground, groaning in pain. He slowly stood up, enduring the pain given. She stormed out of the room, entering the balcony. She held her hands out, holding the cat over the building. She glared at it, despising it for giving her weird feelings. Kumuro stared at her, wondering about the fate of the cat.
"Weak things like you are unnecessary! Thanks to you, that smiling weirdo witnessed something that should never happen!"
She clenched her fists.
"I'm gonna change that face of his with a few blows when I'm done with you..."
Kumuro's hands trembled. She pulled the cat away, preparing to throw it out.
"Be gone! Don't ever come here again!"
Kumuro's eyes widened. Kusunoki hastily jerked her arms around. She huffed and puffed, relieved to see her troubles gone... until she lowered her head. Her hand still grasped the cat. The cat purred at her, feeling excited. Her cheeks reddened, feeling humiliated.
"Wha... Why won't you GO?"
She commanded her arms to throw the cat out. They however stood still, refusing her orders. She gritted her teeth, feeling weak.
Kumuro and Kusunoki faced each other, kneeling on the ground. She glared at him, generating her anger towards him. Kumuro glared back, feeling concerned for her.
"Captain. I know why you're feeling like this..."
Kusunoki clenched her fists.
"State your reason..."
Kumuro nodded his head.
"You're going through something that you've been repressing for a long time."
Kumuro and Kusunoki exchanged silence to each other. Her mouth then opened.
"And what makes you think of that?"
His eyes glimmered.
"Everyone has some secrets that they wanted to hide... Our secret desires that are considered as unacceptable."
He pointed at the cat standing next to her.
"Your desires are cute and weak things!"
He pointed at his face.
"And somehow, you are interested in my face."
She faced away from him, feeling ashamed.
"Then..." Having her voice breaking up. "What... Should I do?"
Kumuro raised his fist up.
"You should embrace your desires!"
Kusunoki blushed.
"Em… Embrace it?"
Kusunoki slammed his fist on the floor.
"Are you out of your mind? Why would I embrace something that a warrior doesn't really need?"
Kumuro lowered his fist.
"If you continue like this, your urge to embrace it will spin out of control, and it may take over you for good."
Kusunoki's eyes widened.
"You… You really think that could be possible?"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"However, if we feed your desires with something small like this one…"
He pointed his fingers at the cat.
"Then it won't be enough to satisfy them enough for you to suppress it."
Kumuro moved his body near her. Kusunoki blushed, watching his face up close. Her body formed goose bumps.
"I got the perfect something to feed your desires…"
Her voice trembled.
"Wha… What would that be?"
He smiled at her. His voice sounded gentle, like a talking cat.
"How about a date where we both wear cute clothing?"
Kusunoki stared at her for a while. His eyes twitched, feeling stupid. Nice going Kumuro. That's really subtle of you! She punched him with all her might, sending him flying towards the wall. His body got smashed into it as he collapsed to the ground. She stood up, clenching her fists.
"That's the dumbest idea ever!"
Kumuro tried standing up, groaning in pain.
"Man… Three times already…"
He gave her a sad look. His eyes were watery. Tears were shed form his eyes. Kusunoki's eyed watered in reaction. She gritted her teeth, feeling angry at herself.
"You're right…"
She faced away from Kumuro and folded her arms.
"I feel like I'm submitting to its will… I'll do what I must."
Keima sat on the bench at the park, playing his PFP. Amika groaned at him, standing next to him.
"You're playing your games on a Sunday? And it's the same game from yesterday?"
She turned away from him, folding her arms. After a few days, my man of my dreams had turned out to be some lifeless otaku whose priorities are only to his games! Kumuro strolled towards Keima. His woolly beige cardigan covered his brown turtle-neck shirt. His black pants stood out, having Keima drawn to it. Keima blinked at Kumuro's pants.
"What's with these clothes?"
Amika turned around, staring at Kumuro. Her heart pumped quicker, feeling breathless. Her eyes shimmered. She blushed to Kumuro's well groomed hair. Kumuro smiled at her, noticing her colourful dress.
"You're looking nice today."
Amika faced away from him, covering her cheeks
"Th… Thank you."
This feeling… I can't believe it… All along? Kumuro's head faced Keima.
"I'm on a date. I wanna see what you think of it."
Amika's hands trembled. Oh no… This can't be happening to me… What did I do to deserve this? Keima moved his head, studying his cardigan.
"It's good enough for your date to beat you up many times over."
Kumuro chuckled.
"Well actually, she wanted to do this because she wanted to suppress her love for cute and weak things."
Kumuro turned away from Keima and strolled towards the city streets. He then lifted his thumb up.
"Wish me luck!"
Amika sighed, staring at Kumuro's. He's the one... I... I must do something! She moved her legs, following after Kumuro.
"So you decided to go after Kumuro now?"
She turned her back, glaring at Keima.
"So now you talk to me!"
She charged towards him and kicked him in the face.
"You Otaku jerk!"
He flew off his chair, collapsing on the ground. She stormed away from him. Keima stood up, grumbling in pain.
"Stupid 3D girls..."
"Let's get this straight Muhara. This isn't a date! It's a cure to that 'desire' I must stop once and for all!"
Kumuro strolled beside Kusunoki, gazing upon her. Her eyes were bewitched by the elegant silky-soft white dress. She looked down, blushing at her dress. Her hands were tied back, feeling nervous.
"But why do I have to wear this? Isn't it fine to just wear my school uniform?"
Kumuro shook his head.
"If you really want that desire to go away forever, we have to make sure they receive something that will prevent it from reappearing again."
His face reddened, admiring the vulnerable look on her face.
"Besides, today's Sunday."
Her hands trembled from her fears.
"Th... This is embarrassing! I feel like everyone's looking and laughing at me!"
Passing boys stared at her, admiring her looks. Amika followed Kumuro, blending within the crowd. Kumuro placed his hands on her shoulder.
"Don't be ridiculous! Everyone admires your looks because you look cute!"
Kumuro smiled at her, causing Kusunoki to further redden her cheeks. They stopped moving, staring at each other. She frowned at him and kneed him in the groins. He moaned as he fell on the ground. She repeatedly kicked him, unleashing her anger.
"Stop creeping me out like this!"
Amika held her hands out, feeling worried for Kumuro.
"Kumuro-sama!"
Kumuro's eyes glimmered, staring at a video game case.
"Wow... The new expansion for Regolia came out!"
He then hugged it tightly.
"I can't wait to try this with my lovely pyromancer!"
Kusunoki glared at him, folding her arms and tapping her feet.
"Why are we at this video games store?"
Kumuro turned around, staring at Kusunoki. He then scratched his head.
"Oh sorry... I haven't been around this city for long."
He then smiled at her.
"Perhaps you can take me to where ever you want."
Amika stood behind Kumuro, blushing at him.
"Even though he has similar interests to that Keima jerk..."
Her eyes glimmered.
"He's such a gentleman..."
Kumuro stared at Kusunoki, witnessing her grabbing a handful of tapes inside a sports store. She stacked it on top of each other, forming a tower.
"How many will you buy?"
Kumuro sighed.
"Maybe I should be the one choosing places..."
Kumuro and Kusunoki strolled through the games arcade. Kusunoki glared at him.
"Why are we going to this place?"
Kumuro pointed at a machine.
"I think there's something there you might like."
Kusunoki moved to it, studying the machine carefully.
"What does this do?"
Kumuro smiled.
"Well... You tried to hit as many lobsters as you can before time runs out."
Kusunoki blinked at it. She then smiled, feeling excited.
"Wow. You really have found a common ground for our interests."
She grinned whilst grabbing a hammer near her.
"But this machine is no match for my karate skills! The Kasuga style is also good on preys!"
The lobsters slowly crawl out if their hiding spot. She quickly swung her hammer, bashing up a lot of lobsters. Kumuro shrugged as he stood near another machine. The machine hollered "New high-score!", revealing the number "728".
"It seems like I have the new high-score, Muhara."
Another machine called out, drawing her attention. Her jaw dropped as she noticed Kumuro scored 802 points. She clenched her fist, facing the machine. She bashed the lobsters hard with her hammer, denting their shape. Kumuro stood near Kusunoki, watching her trying to win again.
"Maybe it's best if we go now..."
"Not until I beat your high score!"
Kumuro sighed.
Kumuro and Kusunoki sat on the swings, watching the bright orange sun go down. Amika hid behind a tree, staring at the two. Kusunoki sighed, feeling down.
"I... I don't understand... It doesn't feel right..."
Kumuro sighed too. I thought this date would turn out well... But... It doesn't feel like a date... I wonder what's missing... He turned his head facing her.
"Maybe something's missing... Can you think of something?"
Kusunoki sighed, staring at the ground. She then heard a chattering noise from the opposite side. Her eyes widened as she pointed at them.
"This... Let's do that Muhara!"
Kumuro stared at the couples. His face blushed. The two couples stared at each other, licking their ice-cream together.
"Oh Sammi! You're so naughty!"
"It feels good though, Kikki!"
Kumuro's heart thumped.
"I'll... I'll get the ice-cream."
He slowly stood up and walked towards the ice-cream stall. Oh god, I've never been this far! I... I could end up kissing... No... This is too soon! It's my first date! How could I ever think that far when it's my first date! Amika's body trembled, watching Kumuro holding out a note near the stall. Oh no! This is the part where the two will be together! I'm such an idiot! Why did I miss my chance on something I rarely noticed? Kumuro returned to his seat, holding out the ice-cream. He held it out, levelling it to his and Kusunoki's face.
"This... This feels awkward..."
"I... I know..."
They stared at the ice-cream.
"We better do this quick... Before the ice-cream melts..."
They slowly moved their head towards the ice-cream. Their tongues slowly popped out, bracing for a lick. Kumuro's hands shook. Kusunoki frowned at him
"Stop shaking... Muhara..."
"I... I can't help it!"
Amika gasped, having her eyes widened. Kusunoki and Kumuro slowly licked the ice-cream and blushed together. This is awesome! An indirect kiss! Her eyes gazed upon Kumuro's pleased face. W-wait a minute! Why am I letting myself do this? How does this make these "desires" go away? I'm... I'm actually giving the desires what they want! Muhara tricked me... Didn't he? With bitter rage, she pushed the ice-cream away, causing it to splatter on the ground. Kumuro stared at Kusunoki, noticing her face changed.
Why did you stop?"
She gritted her teeth, pushing him away. He fell on the ground and graoned in pain. She stood up and pointed her fingers at him.
"You just wanted to make me fall for you, didn't you?"
Kumuro's body trembled, feeling scared. She pushed her feet on his stomach, making him gasp for air.
"You think you can try something funny on me, when I now figured out your plans! What do you have to say for yourself?"
Kumuro grabbed her feet, lifting her leg up. She hopped, trying to regain balance. He slowly raised up from the ground, glaring at her.
"I may have wanted a date with you..."
He gently placed her feet on the ground.
"But there's another reason..."
Kusunoki's body trembled, feeling a different energy.
"Then... What reason is that?"
Kumuro gazed upon her eyes.
"You were trying to rip your body in half!"
Kusunoki cocked her eyebrows.
"How so?"
Kumuro pointed his hand at Kusunoki.
"A part of you always like cute and weak things! By rejecting that part, you're making yourself weaker than you've already been!"
She gritted her teeth, feeling annoyed.
"You're not making yourself stronger by elimination your 'weak self'...you're trying to destroy something that has been a part of you!"
"Shut UUUPPP!"
Her fist flied towards him. Kumuro held his arms in front of his face, deflecting a blow. Her eyes widened, having her body shook.
"Is this your strong self? Are you really strong without your weak self?"
Kusunoki turned away from him, feeling humiliated. Kumuro sighed.
"Who are you trying to impress in the end? Those who appear strong?"
Her eyes were closed, shedding a few tears.
"These bullies like the ones you saved from me are weak on the inside, wanting to make themselves look tough and hiding their true weak selves. Do you really want to be like these dirt bags forever?"
Kusunoki knelt on the ground.
"I... I'm a man!"
She wiped the tears off her.
"I am no longer a woman!"
Kumuro sighed. He walked towards a garden, pulling a flower from the garden. He ripped the stems off, showing only its face. He walked towards her and placed it on her head.
"You're not a man... You're an awesome fighting girl who likes cute things."
Kusunoki blushed, having her hands feeling the flower. Kusunoki faced Kumuro, noticing him smiling at her.
"It's the girl I like better than others. You are unique form other girls I've met!"
Kusunoki stared at him, feeling a warm vibe from him. She shouted at him.
"Are you crazy? How can cute and strong go together?"
Kumuro took a step back, trying to avoid her wrath.
"Well you know cats? They seemed cute, but they mercilessly hunt mice down as part of their instinct!"
She glared at him.
"Why are you comparing cats to humans?"
"Don't you get it? Just by looking at the cat proves how you don't have to sacrifice one thing in order to gain another!"
A cat slowly walked near Kumuro, patting its head on his legs. Kusunoki blushed, watching the cat purring. A mouse crept by, trying to avoid the cat. The cat turned around and hissed, chasing after it. Kusunoki watched the cat dashing away. She then faced Kumuro and sighed.
"Well... Maybe you're right..."
She turned away, walking away from Kumuro. Kumuro stared at her hair glowing form the sun.
"Do you… do you think we could go out together?"
She stopped moving, making Kumuro shiver. Instead of showing anger, she turned around and smiled at him. Kumuro blushed from the sight of her glimmering cute eyes.
"I would love too... if only you're in the same year as I am..."
She turned away from him, leaving the park. Amiki's eyes glowed, feeling victorious. Thank you kami-sama! I will redeem myself and make him fall for me!
Kumuro strolled towards Keima, finding him at the same spot. He sat on the bench near him and stared at the falling sun.
"I kinda had a fun half-date today. Sadly, it turned out that she and I weren't really meant to be..."
Kumuro sighed.
"I guess I should wait before another girl comes to me..."
Keima laughed sinisterly, staring at the glowing screen on the PFP.
"I did it..."
Kumuro turned his head, staring at Keima.
"I broke out of the loop..."
Kumuro widened his eyes.
"You actually got to the ending?"
Keima laughed loudly, hollering like a lunatic.
"And you thought it would never happen! Well guess what? I, the capturing god, laugh at your disbelieving face!"
Kumuro blinked at him. Keima stood up and laughed more.
"Who's laughing now?"
Kumuro sighed.
"Just show me the ending..."
Keima stopped laughing, adjusting the glasses.
"Fine fine."
Kumuro stood behind Keima, peering at the PFP. Keima smiled evilly.
"This is it. I can see the ending!"
Keima pushed the button. Suddenly, the screen shows the starting menu with strange words written. Keima's eyes widened with disbelief. Kumuro covered his mouth, feeling something coming out.
"I'm sorry buddy but..."
Kumuro dropped on the floor, rolling around and laughing out loud.
"WHO'S LAUGHING NOW?"
Keima gritted his teeth in rage. A fiery aura ignited his body as he raised his arms up high.
"I, the capturing god, will not be defeated by more mere bugs! I shall prevail!"
Keima returned to his seat and stared at his PFP. Kumuro stopped laughing, pulling himself from the ground.
"Dude, you really are sad..."
He turned away from Keima, finding Amika standing near him. He smiled at her.
"Hey there!"
Amika stuttered.
"H-h-hi th-there."
She gazed upon his eyes, blushing at her.
"So... You wanna hang out?"
Kumuro placed his hands on his head.
"Well... It's getting a bit late."
"Maybe you show me around this place. I'm new here."
Kumuro chuckled.
"So am I, so I may not be able to show everything around..."
Kumuro and Amika strolled together, leaving Keima behind.
Keima sat on the bench, crying in pain. The nightlight shun on his miserable body. A few crows circled around him, laughing at him.
"This… This is all I can do Sora…"
A shadowy figure emerged out of the tree, staring at Keima. It pulled out its bubble wrap, trembling in fear. It spent its time popping each bubble whilst staring at Keima's saddened face.
Author's Note: This is the 3rd chapter installed. I hope you enjoy Kumuro as much as you've enjoyed how Keima has to deal with reality. I know there might be some disappointments in terms of Keima not having to help the girls. Rest assured! Next chapter will definitely force him to do just that! If you want any requests on Keima, Kumuro, and any other characters, or if there are some inaccurate details/portrayls of characters in theese chapters, and the upcoming chapters, please don't hesitate to ask me. Send them through either the reviews or the PM to me. I will reply to you as soon as I can!
Nevertheless, hope you enjoy this chapter, and this series!