Chapter 14: One Freaky Friday...
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the corridors, walking pass chattering students. Keima gazed upon his PFP, tapping the buttons rapidly. His glasses shined from the PFP lights. Kumuro twiddled his thumb, recapturing the moment of his loss. He sighed, feeling tormented.
"Keima buddy. I almost had her last night… But I just feel that fate's mocking me, like he doesn't want me to get a girlfriend…"
Keima sighed, watching a girl on the screen shouting at him.
"You know, you should realise how crap reality is as a game. People always ask for what they want, they cried for help when they get stuck in a level, and there will always be obstacles blocking your way just as you had thought you're getting somewhere close."
Kumuro widened his eyes.
"Damn! Fate would do that to people?"
Keima nodded his head.
"If you had been paying attention around you, you will fully understand why reality is shit altogether!"
Kumuro frowned at Keima.
"Hey! There are good things in this world you know!"
Keima and Kumuro noticed the sign "2-B", moving to their classroom. Suddenly, they stopped moving, noticing Chihiro standing in front of them. Chihiro gazed upon Keima's face. His calm eyes somewhat interested her. She sighed, feeling her body covered with goose bumps. She moved her body around and took a step back, letting Keima and Kumuro in.
"You... You guys coming in?"
Kumuro strolled past Chihiro, finding his seat. Keima stood near Chihiro, blinking at her. Is... Is she somehow getting nicer? Her short brown hair shined from the windows letting bright sunlight through. Her face glowed, making Keima blush a bit. Chihiro blinked at Keima's blushing face, making her cheeks slightly red. She turned away from him, hiding her blush. Keima shrugged as he walked past her.
"Say..."
Keima turned around, finding Chihiro smiling at Keima.
"D...Do you know someone who can play the drums? Our band is currently looking for one."
She chuckled nervously at Keima. Keima turned away from her, frowning at the window. Reality, stop wasting your time! I had enough already!
"No clue. Don't ask me such a thing."
Chihiro widened her eyes, feeling offended. She gritted her teeth, throwing a punch at him. He fell on the ground, groaning in pain. She turned away from him, storming out of the classroom.
"I regret asking you, Otamegane!"
Keima and Kumuro sat on the stairs. Kumuro placed his hands on his cheeks, feeling depressed. I... I don't know what to do next. If I keep pursuing someone, I won't get anywhere! If I don't do something about my current status, I won't get anywhere! Why do I have to get screwed around like this? Keima gritted his teeth, feeling something annoying him. Even when Kumuro's damn well silent, he's still bothering me. Why the hell does he have to worry about getting shitty 3D girls? Maybe he's better off being single forever! Suddenly, a tapping noise drew Keima's attention.
He turned around, watching Yui tapping the wooden rails with her drumsticks. She smiled happily, walking towards Kumuro. Keima turned around, watching Kumuro having his mind drift off. This is going to be bad... Keima turned his head again, noticing a shiny ruby crystal being held on one of Yui's hand. A crystal? Why would anyone carry their valuables to school like that? Yui stepped on her garment, causing her to fall. She screamed, watching her body moving towards Kumuro. Kumuro got pushed to the ground, being forced out of his dream state. The crystal bounced through the stairs before landing on the ground.
On impact, it separated into three identical fragments. Keima cocked his eyebrows at the crystal fragments spreading across the room. Weird... How can it break apart so easily? In fact, how can they even share resemblance after being broken? Kumuro and Yui groaned, feeling pain from his fall. She lifted herself off the ground, noticing Kumuro lying on the ground. She moved her hands to her lips, feeling embarrassed.
"I... I'm so sorry for my misconduct! I... I really thought that there was nobody here..."
Kumuro slowly turned his head around, smiling at her.
"Don't... worry... about it..."
Yui noticed a crystal fragment on the ground, rushing forward and picking it up.
"Oh no! I broke my ball!"
Kumuro moved his head, noticing another fragment on the ground. He lifted himself off the ground and picked it up. Kumuro moved towards her, holding the piece out.
"Here. I found one."
Suddenly, Yui's mother charged towards him, pushing him away from her daughter. Kumuro screamed as he crashed into the wall. Yui's mother glared at Kumuro, disgusted with his presence.
"What are you doing to my daughter? Are you exacting violence on my beloved daughter of the Goidou family? Are you willing to wear the consequences by doing so?"
Yui gasped.
"D... Dear mother."
Kumuro tried to move away from the wall, feeling dizzy. Keima watched Yui's mother turn away from Kumuro, facing her daughter.
"Yui dear! What did this man do to you? I can clearly see that he had attacked you! Let's immediately contact the police, and also a doctor! Tachibana-sensei has to come!"
Yui giggled nervously.
"We only bumped into each other."
Yui's mother held her hands on her cheeks.
"Oh god! I can't believe this beast would even come to this school!"
Kumuro whimpered, holding the crystal out.
"Why did you push me?"
"That is why I said that going to an all girl's school is extremely more effective then mixed, Yui-san! That damn director lied so he can pinch more money from our household! I will not stand for this anymore."
Kumuro's whimper grew louder.
"Why aren't you listening?"
Suddenly, two girls climbed down the stairs, staring at Yui.
"Yui! We heard!"
"Is it true that you will resign from this club?"
Yui tried speaking a word. Her mother stood near the girls, smiling politely.
"Well well. Honoured members of the wind instrument music club! That's exactly the point."
She held her daughter carefully.
"As you can see, she's now too busy to attend to clubs like yours. She needs to attend to more important matters. I talked about it with her. She agreed that it's the best for her."
The girls gasped, feeling surprised.
"Seriously, Yui?"
"You won't attend the dance festival?"
Yui sighed.
"I... I have no word of apology."
Yui and her mother turned away from them, walking down the stairs.
"Come now. We must leave this place at once."
Keima watched the two walk away from the girls. The girl lowered their heads, walking back upstairs. Keima walked towards the third fragment, picking it up. He studied it carefully, finding any abnormalities.
"According to its shape, three identical pieces can form a sphere..."
Keima moved the fragment around, noting every single detail.
"How interesting that it doesn't seem to be built for connecting the pieces together... It'll be much easier if it was designed that way..."
Kumuro moved towards Keima, holding his fragment up.
"Damn... Do you know that girl? I really need to give them back to her..."
Keima and Kumuro entered Kumuro's room. Keima squinted, feeling the dark shadows hurting his eyes. Kumuro turned on the switch besides him, lighting the room up. The room brightened, revealing a desk, a bedroom and posters of Kanon. Keima sighed, gazing upon one of the posters. Brings back horrible memories here... Kumuro strolled towards his desk, placing a fragment near the monitor. He sat on the desk, smiling at his monitor shining brightly. Keima strolled towards an unoccupied seat, placing his fragment on the desk. He sat next to Kumuro, watching him turn his computer on.
"Oh Keima buddy! It's so wonderful that I get to show you what Regolia's like..."
Keima blinked at him, observing his laid-back attitude.
"Weren't you gonna find that girl? She seemed to be with a rich family. I could've easily asked people around school."
Kumuro shrugged, resting his ahdns on his head.
"I'd be better off searching tomorrow. Besides, I've never shared more of me to you before..."
The screen brightened, showing various icons. Kumuro clicks on an icon of a sword in front of a shield, making a window appear. Kumuro clicked on the "play" button, taking Kumuro to the menu screen. Keima stared at the text boxes asking for their names and password.
"Usually many games don't have that type of screen up there..."
Kumuro shrugged.
"This is an MMORPG game. There'll be over a trillion people playing."
Keima blinked at Kumuro. MM...O? Kumuro typed his details onto the boxes and pushed the login button. He tapped his hands, waiting for the message screen to disappear. A different image appeared on the sceen, showing a short man with a white beard. Keima blinked at him, studing the fiery robes the man's wearing.
"Why's your hero on fire?"
Kumuro chuckled.
"My little gnomy's a pyromancer! He buuurns people alive, and deals the most deeps in this game..."
Keima blinked at Kumuro again, trying to understand the jargon.
"...Deeps?"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"Deeps... Dps... Damage per second... Damage dealers..."
Kumuro pushed the "enter world" button, showing a loading screen. Kumuro hummed, waiting for the bar to fill up. I'm gonna see my little pyromancer again! I'm gonna burn my enemies soon with it! This'll be awesome! Kema tapped his feet, watching the bar being filled out at a slow rate.
"How fast are your computer and the game going?"
Kumuro snorted loudly.
"It doesn't take that long! Besides, it's practically internet dependant."
Keima watched Kumuro's pyromancer standing on the streets, revealing a huge city around him. He read the name above him – "Pyroman, the fire of doom". He studied the medieval buildings surrounding the little guy. Many people walk pass him, wearing different clothing and carrying different weapons. Kumuro moved his mouse around, highlighting a button.
"Since this is my pyromancer, his attacks are fire-based."
Kumuro hugged the screen, rubbing his head against it.
"I wuv this wittle guy! I just wish I get a change to hug him for his awesome spells in real life!"
Keima chuckled nervously, witnessing Kumuro's weird and freaky behaviour. And he told me that I shouldn't play games too much... Kumuro moved his head away from the screen, turning his head to Keima.
"Anyway, one of his main spell is called fireball. It's practically a standard spell that deals about 15-20k damage (with my gear of course), crits for about 30-40k damage, takes about 2.5 secs to cast, and hits enemies at 40 yards range."
Keima scratched his head.
"What the hell's a crit?"
Kumuro chuckled nervously.
"Crit... Critical strike... Sometimes your spells can hit very hard and deals more damage."
Kumuro moved his mouse onto the next icon.
"This spell is one of my favourite. It may take a tad long 5 secs to cast it, but it deals 67-75k damage (crits for about 134-150k damage) and an additional 30k damage over 12 secs. It also has the same range as the fireball spell. This is called the pyroblast but many people marked it as the "OMGWTF blast" since its damage is so high. The best part is, when some of my fire spells landed a crit, it might give me a change to make my awesome spell cast instantly, costing no mana!"
Keima sighed. Is he getting too enthusiastic with this game? I'm not really liking this guy who gets too obsessed with games, am I? Kumuro moved his mouse again, showing an icon of a hand emitting fire.
"This spell is called scorch. IT has-"
Keima shouted at Kumuro, becoming more impatient.
"Enough with explaining stuff in the games! Will you please just show me the game?"
Kumuro sighed.
"Fine... I'll go see if Illy is on or not..."
Keima cocked his eyebrows.
"Illy?"
A taller man walked towards Kumuro's gnome, waving his arm at him. Keima studied the words carefully above the man – "Magetastic – the Illustrana of Regolia". Keima scratched his head, feeling confused.
"Illustrana? What does that mean?"
Kumuro scratched his head, chuckling nervously.
"Umm... Illustrana means master illusionist..."
Kumuro lowered his eyelids. Right... and pigs can fly in his game... Suddenly, a pig flew past the gnome and the man, making Keima cock his eyebrows. Is this supposed to be a sad joke? Kumuro typed on the keyboard, forming a sentence appearing "Hey there! Ily Illy!". He moved his mouse around, targeting his friend and revealing a box with rows of text.
"I'll ask him or a duel as a demonstration and-"
Kumuro fell off his chair, lying on the ground. Keima blinked at him, scratching his head.
"Kumuro. Why are you-?"
Keima collapsed on the ground, lying next to Kumuro.
Yui slowly opened her eyes, finding her mother kneeling beside her. What... Where am I? She moved her head towards her daughter, forming her worried face.
"Yui-san… Are you okay?"
Yui blinked at her mother. Wait… Isn't that the horrible hag who hurt me and didn't apologise. Why is she acting like I'm her son? She lifted the fragment up, gazing upon it. I thought I put that on the table… Yui moved her head around, finding herself on the corridor floors. Yui's mother stood up and ran away from her.
"Stay here! I'm calling the doctor! But not the one from the second district! And also not the one who is best friends with that quack!"
Yui moved her body upright, staring at the drumsticks. She picked it up, gazing upon it. She widened her eyes, forming an image of a small book lying on Kumuro's desk. Oh shit! This… This prediction… I can't believe it! Yui's body trembled in fear. It became true!
Kirino entered the room, watching Keima and Kumuro lying on the floor. She sighed, placed her hand son her hips. Oh great. Did they get too exhausted from playing games? She strolled towards the computer, holding the mouse on it. She read a few words on the screen – "Hello?" "Are you there?" "I needed that 3k gold you owe me." Kirino typed some words onto the keyboard – "This is his mother. He's in big trouble. I'm sorry about the convenience, but I'm shutting his computer down right now!" She pressed a few buttons, making the screen from pictures of icons. Kumuro lifted himself off the ground, groaning in pain.
"That was weird. One minute he collapsed. Next minute, I think I did too."
Keima stood up from the ground and sighed.
"I wish… I wish I can be free…"
Keima turned around, gazing upon Kumuro and Kirino. Keima and Kumuro widened their eyes, seeing something monstrous. Keima cowered from Kumuro, covering his body.
"Who are you? And where's mother?"
Kumuro gritted his teeth, pointing his fingers at Keima.
"I should be the one asking you! Why the hell do you look like me?"
The phone rang, making Kirino sigh. I better leave these two wimps. Must be role-playing Tuesday. She strolled out of the room, entering the kitchen. She moved the phone from its base, holding it to her ear.
"Who the hell are you?"
Whispers emerged out of the phone quiet enough for Kirino to guess what she's saying. Shit! I forgot I'm gonna sound different. Kirino gritted her teeth, feeling the whispers stinging her ears.
"Are you gonna speak or what?"
The voice cleared her throat before speaking.
"I'm here to continue the training with your son. Can I speak to him for a moment?"
Kirino grinned.
"Finally! I was wondering when you call back. I thought you would never speak to him again due to his wimpiness!"
Kirino lowered the phone, calling for Kumuro.
"Hey Kumuro. You have a special person to talk too."
Kumuro sighed, walking out of his room. He snatched the phone from Kirino's hands, making her blink at him. Wait. I thought my son would usually be polite with receiving phones… Kirino shrugged as she walked away from him. Kumuro watched her walking away from him while holding the phone.
"Who are you?"
The voice hesitated to speak.
"Who… Who's in my body?"
Kumuro blinked, feeling confused.
"What body? Why the hell are you asking me that? Who are you? Answer my questions god dammit!"
The voice sighed.
"I should've guessed that it's you, Keima. This is me, Kumuro."
Kumuro scratched his head.
"Kumuro? Where are you? Can you explain how someone's in my body?"
"Dude, get a pen and paper and I'll write the address down. We can meet there."
Kumuro sighed. He grabbed a pen and paper nearby, listening to the details. He wrote the address, making sure to remember. He placed the pen on the ground, studying the details carefully.
"I'll bring that damn imposter with me!"
"Before you go there, I want you to go to my cupboard and find a white book there!"
Kumuro cocked an eyebrow.
"Umm… Why do you want it?"
"Just do it! In the meanwhile, I'll wait for you outside."
The phone died out making Kumuro grit his teeth. This is really pissing me off! I don't know if this is reality's doing this time! Kumuro sighed, placing the phone back inside its base. He carried the paper with him, walking back to his room. He stood near the cupboard pulling a white book out. Keima stood next to Kumuro, holding his hands out.
"Who are you? What's going on?"
Keima and Kumuro stood next to Yui. Keima widened his eyes, pointing at Yui's face.
"You're… you're in my body…"
Kumuro sighed, handing the book to Yui. Yui grasped hold of the book, opening the pages up. He held the book up, showing the words imprinted on the old lined pages.
"11/06/2009 – Kumuro will meet his best friend at a new school. Three months after this, two best friends (and some other person) will have their bodies swapped. The cure is yet to be known."
Kumuro dropped his jaws in disbelief. He shouted at Yui, making her cower in fear.
"What the hell? Why would you predict something like this! Oh my god! I can't believe this is your fault!"
Keima covered his lips, feeling fear from the prophecy.
"Oh no! Does this mean I'll be inside someone else's body?"
Yui moved her hands off her body and sighed.
"Well yes… But hopefully, it won't be long… I guess we should discuss this tomorrow at school. Keima, take that person inside your body to my place. She should be staying with you for now."
Kumuro nodded his head.
"Good idea. If it'll last for more than one day, I'll show her the way to my-"
Suddenly, Kumuro got kicked to the ground by Yui's mother. Yui widened her eyes, watching Kumuro getting kicked repeatedly.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to kidnap my Yui?"
Keima moved his hands out, rushing to Yui's mother.
"Mother! Stop this!"
She bashed Keima up, making him fall onto the ground. Kumuro dragged Keima away from her, escaping for their lives. Yui sighed, watching them groan in pain. This is terrible. I didn't even think this will come true… Her mother turned around, glaring at her.
"What are you thinking, trying to come into contact with these two men?"
Yui smiled at her mother, shrugging off the confusion.
"It was nothing dear mother. I think I'm gonna take a bath now…"
Yui walked away from her mother, returning to the mansion.
Kumuro rested his body on his bed, gazing upon the ceiling. Damn you all! Not only do I have to stay at this shitty house with that damn bitch, but I also have to look after that body stealer! This is almost one of the worst things that could happen to me… Keima sighed, sleeping on a mattress next to Kumuro's bed. Is this what freedoms like? Being in a different world with little or no knowledge on the world you're in, or even the body I'm in? I… I don't know if can survive or not… He turned his face around, gazing upon Kumuro. At least I have someone to help me around this new world…
"Excuse me…"
Kumuro slowly turned his head around. That damn stealer wants to talk to me now? What does he want?
"What?"
Keima crossed his lips.
"Can… Can you tell me your name?"
Kumuro sighed. Oh right. I should realise that she has to put up with being a boy. Fine, I'll may as well help reality one more time. Then that's it! No more messing around after I'm back in my own damn body!
"Katsuragi Keima."
Keima nodded his head.
"What about the boy who used to be in that body?"
Kumuro lowered his eyelids. She's just as annoying as a 6 year old…
"Muhara Kumuro."
Keima twiddled his thumbs anxiously.
"My name's Goidou Yui. I… I don't know if I'll manage being a boy."
Kumuro sighed.
"Don't worry about it for now. We will sort everything out tomorrow, so maybe it won't be very long."
Keima formed a weak smile.
"You… You think so?"
Kumuro closed his eyes.
"Try to get some sleep. I'm gonna fetch my games tomorrow after school."
Keima sighed. I don't know what will happen next…
Keima and Kumuro stood outside the school grounds, gazing upon Yui. Yui stared at Kumuro, tapping her feet and folding her arms.
"So Keima buddy. Did you come up with something?"
Kumuro gritted his teeth at Yui. He really expects me to do most of the work? I thought he would figure something out!
"Why the hell are you relying on my brains?"
Yui shrugged.
"I tried to think up of something… Nothing came to mind."
Kumuro sighed.
"Fine. I'll just use the events from yesterday and try to figure out what happened to us and how we can solve this problem…"
Kumuro placed his hands on his chin, humming loudly. His brain ached, feeling the pain of gathering thoughts. He gritted his teeth, feeling his mind clogging up. He shook his head, scratching them hard.
"Dammit! Why the hell am I seeing that damn girl with some sceptre?"
Yui chuckled nervously.
"That might from Card Catcher Hitomi…"
Keima whimpered, covering her lips.
"Oh no! I don't want to resume our lives as it is now! I do not know the lifestyle of men!"
Kumuro gritted his teeth. Oh great! That means I have to wait for a few more hours before playing my games! Yui sighed. Okay… This ain't good. Maybe I should think harder. Yui placed her hands on her chin and hummed. Come on… Come on… An idea popped out of her head, smiling cheerfully.
"I know someone who can rely on! I can take us three to her!"
Keima sighed, gazing upon Yui.
"Umm… Before we do… Can you please tell me how to use the toilet?"
Kumuro shouted at Keima.
"Did you wet your pants last night?"
Kumuro grumbled, standing near the toilets. Damn you Kumuro! Why the hell did you get me to do the dirty work? Keima stuttered inside the toilet block.
"What am I supposed to do? Is there a unique way of doing it as a man?"
Kumuro rolled his eyes.
"For god's sake! I'm pretty sure there's no unique way of doing it! There's no difference between men and women!"
"But… But… I might see it when I take my pants off!"
"What are you? A six year old? You need to take them off like you do as a woman!"
Keima sniffed, whimpering in fear.
"I… I want to go home… I want to return to normal…"
Kumuro sighed. Why do I feel bad about this?
"Listen. I'm going to bet that it won't take long. Hang in there and you'll return to normal in no time."
Keima stopped sniffing and whimpering, filling the room with silence. Kumuro sighed. This ain't going to pretty this week, won't it?
"I also feel sorry… that the two of you are in the same situation… I'm going to endure this, until the day we return to normal… I'll be in your care, Keima-sama."
Kumuro coked his eyebrows.
"Sama?"
Yui entered the bothroom, drawing Kumuro's attention.
"Are you guys done yet?"
Kumuro shouted at Yui.
"Why the hell aren't you keeping guard?"
Amika hummed to the beat, setting up a few beakers on the stand. She moved a few Bunsen burners beneath the stand and poured liquid inside a beaker. Okay. I'll begin the test as soon as I find that other acid… Suddenly, she moved her head up, watching Keima, Kumuro and Yui enter the room. She smiled at Kumuro, walking towards him.
"Oh Kumuro-sama! You've came to see me!"
Kumuro blinked at her. He turned his head to Yui, blinking at her.
"Seriously… Why does she always call you Kumuro-sama?"
Amika blinked at Kumuro, scratching her head. What the? Yui chuckled nervously.
"Umm… I don't know really, Keima buddy… Maybe she likes to call me that?"
Amika widened her eyes. What the hell is this? What are these people playing at? Keima bowed at Amika, smiling at her.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Kitsuki-san. My name's Yui Goidou."
She dropped her jaws, feeling her brain exploding. She fell on the ground, resting her body there. Kumuro turned his head to Yui, glaring at her.
"Maybe you shouldn't get someone else involved…"
Yui frowned at Kumuro.
"If you had thought up of a solution sooner, we wouldn't be here in the first place!"
Kumuro barked at Yui.
"Why do you always rely on me for? This is why I don't get involved with real people and reality!"
"What does that suppose to mean?"
Keima broke sweat on his face, watching Yui and Kumuro bickering. He crossed his lips, fiddling his hands around. Do these guys argue all the time? Keima moved between Yui and Kumuro, pushing them apart.
"Maybe we shouldn't be arguing right now. Let's focus on what we need to do now."
Yui sighed.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me…"
Kumuro turned his head around, staring at Amika. Amika slowly stand up from the ground, groaning in pain. She faced Kumuro, showing her dizzy face.
"Am I free from this nightmare Kumuro?"
Kumuro placed his hand on her shoulders.
"Let me break it to you…"
He paused for a moment, making her blink.
"No…"
Amika pushed his hands off and turned away from Kumuro. She covered her face, moaning in fear.
"Oh cruel fate! Why did you make Kumuro no longer Kumuro?"
Yui placed her hands on Amika, smiling at her.
"Cheer up! I'm still here!"
Amika sighed. If Kumuro-sama's stuck in a different body, my life will be ruined! Oh dear god! Can this get any worse between me and Kumuro-sama? Amika formed a determined face, clenching her fist. She raised it up above her and shouted with renewed vigor.
"I don't want to believe that Kumuro-sama will be doomed! I, Kitsuki Amika will free all of you from your dreaded curse!"
Keima moved forward, gazing upon Amika.
"Then… What should we do while we wait?"
Amika sighed and shrugged.
"I don't know. I guess you should all pretend nothing had happened for now. We don't want mass gossip running around school."
She whispered, preventing Yui, Keima and Kumuro form hearing it.
"I wish only Keima and some other guy I don't like would be affected by it though…"
Kumuro placed his hands on Keima.
"I guess I should look after you for now."
Keima blinked at Kumuro. He smiled, making his glasses glint.
"Thank you Keima-sama…"
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the corridors. Keima moved his head around, gazing upon the students blinking at him. This feels a bit nerve-racking. I wonder why they're staring at me. He turned his head, gazing upon Kumuro. Kumuro gazed upon his PFP, watching a girl flirt with him. Keima leaned his head forward, watching the screen change to a man jumping up and down. Wow. Keima-sama's games are interesting. I wonder why he likes playing those types… Kumuro moved his eyes, gazing upon Keima's face.
"Do you mind?"
Keima quickly moved his head away from Kumuro, scratching his head.
"Sorry about it, Keima-sama. I'll move away from you just on case."
Keima took a step away from Kumuro, watching him move his eyes away. Suddenly, Keima staggered forward. He turned around, finding Chihiro and Ayumi growling at them.
"Hey Katsuragi! That hurt!"
"Look forward when you walk!"
Kumuro stopped moving, noticing the girl's moaning. Why do I get a bad feeling about this? He turned around, watching Keima staring at Chihiro and Ayumi.
"Oh… I'm very sorry… I accidentally bumped into you when I was moving away from my friend."
Chihiro and Ayumi blinked at him. Keima bowed his head, closing his eyes.
"Please excuse me."
Kumuro, Chihiro and Ayumi widened their eyes, feeling surprised. They dropped their jaws, watching Keima walk away from them. Chihiro and Ayumi turned their heads, facing Kumuro.
"What happened to your friend all of a sudden?"
Kumuro removed his surprised face, moving away from them.
"Don't know. Please don't bother me!"
Chihiro and Ayumi gritted their teeth at him. Chihiro kicked him on the butt, causing him to collapse. Kumuro gritted his teeth, groaning in pain. Even if I'm in Kumuro's body, I still get attacked by those damn bitches!
Keima sat on his desk, staring at the wooden surface. He listened to the students chatting amongst each other. This is a tad difficult being like Keima-sama… I… I do not know anything about him… I got scolded off about causing trouble… I… I don't even know what wrong I did… He turned his head, gazing upon Kumuro playing his PFP. Kumuro's eyes glowed form the screen light. I know I should get in character with Kumuro… It was mostly his fault that I didn't finish the summer games. This could give me time to catch up with other gamers… Nikaido lifted her book up, moving her head in front of the class.
She widened her eyes, gazing upon Kumuro playing his PFP. Oh no! Not again! She shook her head, calming herself down. I shouldn't get all dramatic again. It might be the fact that he's friends with Katsuragi. Keima gazed upon the teacher. Maybe because Keima-sama… Has a cunning presence… He might be a model student to this class… She strolled through the classroom, reading the texts from the book.
"The sentiments of the male character on page 176. If anyone knows about them, no matter who answer."
"Yes sensei!"
Nikaido slowly turn her head around, gazing upon Keima's arm raised through the ceiling. She widened her eyes in disbelief. Kumuro turned around, finding the silence disturbing him. He widened his eyes, finding him blowing his cover. Oh my fucking god! Not again! Keima stood up from his desk, catching everyone's attention. They widened their eyes, feeling surprised.
"The friend in the main character's line refers to the appearance of the cat. He will change his corrupted self, while keeping the dorayaki loving cat."
Some students dropped their jaws. Keima placed his hands near his heart.
"How was my answer?"
Kumuro broke sweat from his face. This is not gonna end well for her… Niakido smiled at him, placing her hands on her shoulders.
"A splendid answer Katsuragi!"
Keima smiled nervously. Ahh… I'm so glad… Suddenly, she locked his head, making Keima squirm and wave his arms around.
"Is this some form of new harassment, hmm?"
Kumuro placed his PFP on the ground, moving his hands towards Keima and Nikaido.
"Nikaido-sensei! Please don't hurt my friend!"
Nikaido released Keima and kicked Kumuro off his seat.
"And what's up with you playing your PFP?"
Kumuro whimpered.
"It's only for one time! I swear I won't do it again!"
Nikaido repeated kicked Kumuro in the stomach.
"Lies! I've seen you playing your PFP in class one other time!"
Keima moved his hands to his lips, watching Kumuro suffer. This… It's somehow my fault! I'm sorry Keima-sama. Kumuro groaned, feeling his stomach bruising. Even if I tried to be nice like Kumuro, I somehow get attacked! Damn you cruel reality! Why you do this to me?
Yui hummed happily, lifting a game case up. I better set up a computer room at the mansion. I'm missing out on Regolia right now! Suddenly, she turned around, watching Kumuro crawl through the floor. Yui blinked at Kumuro, watching Kumuro groan from his pain.
"What happened to my body, dude?"
Kumuro tried lifting himself up.
"That damn girl! She caused a ruckus in the class."
Kumuro glared at Yui.
"Did you play my PFP in class one time?"
Yui scratched his head, finding a memory of him using Keima's PFP pop up in his mind.
"Maybe…"
Kumuro cocked his eyebrow, staring at the games.
"And why are you buying those ones?"
Yui scratched her head, laughing nervously.
"Well… I was thinking that I should also establish another computer room so that I won't miss out on Regolia!"
Kumuro lowered his eyelids at Yui.
"There goes keeping a secret…"
Kumuro turned away from Yui. Suddenly, he opened his eyes widely, watching Yui's mother pushing him away.
"Yui-san! I was looking for you!"
Yui turned her head around, watching Kumuro pushed against a wall. Kumuro coughed, feeling his stomach aching. The butler emerged with her mother, standing near the entrance. Her mother frowned at Yui.
"I told you I will come pick you up from school and you ended up returning on your own! What are you doing in the suspicious place?"
"I am sorry dear mother. There… There was a game and a few other accessories I want to buy…"
She snatched Yui's games away from her, grasping it firmly.
"What kind of nonsense are you saying? We go home, right now!"
Yui fell on the floor, waving her arms and legs around.
"Oh mother! I've been a good girl all the time! Can you at least please do as I say? I've been missing out a lot lately! Please! Lemme buy it! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please!"
Yui's mother pressed her hand against her cheeks, gasping at an act of monstrosity.
"Yu…Yui-san! What's wrong with you?"
Kumuro regained his breath and blinked at Yui. What's going on with him? Shouldn't he be considerate and obedient like he always was with his mother?
Kumuro stared at a bowl of rice and a plate of squid. Plain food again… I guess I have to not let my mother be suspicious… He chewed on the food, making an "mmm" sound.
"This squid is delicious, Keima buddy's mother!"
Mari chuckled at Kumuro.
"Oh, you're too kind Kumuro-kun! Even though it's coming from me, I consider myself a god when it comes to the use of mirin!"
Kumuro put up a fake smile. Seriously? How arrogant can you get?
"The mirin goddess!"
Keima gazed upon the bowl and sighed. Dinner of a family… Now that I think about it, it has been many years since I've eaten anything… made by mother… Father… he's usually never home… He took a sample of the rice, making an mmm sound.
"It's delicious!"
Mari turned her head, blinking at Keima. Keima's eyes watered.
"It's so delicious… I… I'm moved to tears."
Mari and Keima exchanged stared. Kumuro sighed. I don't think she'll never be able to act like me… Mari dropped her chopstick, falling on the ground. Keima covered his face, feeling surprised.
"It feels like I'm making things worse for people."
Kumuro sighed.
"Listen. Don't worry about triyng to act like me. Maybe it's too hard for you to do so…"
Yui's mother strolled through the corridors, calling for her daughter.
"Yui-san. Dinner! Can't you hear me?"
She moved near her room, preparing to open the door.
"Why is she not coming out of the room? Yui-san! I'm going to open the door."
She slide the door open, revealing a huge monitor of a small gnome burning giant oozes alive. A huge ogre with two heads wave their purple hammer around, hitting armoured solders using its brute force. Yui's mother widened her eyes, watching the gnome conjure a huge fiery boulder. Yui dropped her jaws, awing at the sight of the fire flickering from the boulder. The gnome threw the boulder at the ogre, knocking it out and making it fall down. Everyone in the room jumped up and down, cheering for the ogre's death. Voices of people projected from the huge speakers surrounding the spacious room.
"Good work guys!"
"I'd never thought this giant ogre will get downed in one go!"
"Hey Kumuro's cousin! I've never kenw you'd be very talented with being a pyromancer!"
Yui chuckled, feeling her cheeks red.
"Awwh. You guys are so nice. I'm sorry that Kumuro's not here to see this!"
"Well you really are kind to him. I'd wish my sister would do the same when I go AFK."
Yui's mother turned away from her, leaving the room. She lowered her head in defeat and shame, strolling through the corridors.
"I… I don't understand Yui-san. Where did my good Yui go?"
Amika laid her head on the library table, groaning in pain. This is super hard… Not only don't I know how body swapping works, but it's also logically impossible… Shiori gazed upon Amika, placing her hands on her novel. It's that girl again. I wonder what's she's doing here. Kumuro strolled towards Amika, gritting his teeth.
"Have you found out the cure yet?"
Shiori gazed upon Kumuro, making her face blush. It… It's Muhara-kun again! Amika turned her head around and sighed.
"It's you again, isn't it?"
Shiori blinked at Kumuro. How come the two aren't being friendly now? Amika sighed.
"I'm trying my best on body swapping. All I could find are a few movies about them. What they all have in common is that it's logically impossible!"
Kumuro pulled his hair, grumbling in pain.
"If I wanted to suffer like this, I would be back at my own body! What's worse is that I can't think straight when I'm always seeing pictures of crappy cartoons that damn Kumuro always watch!"
Shiori covered her lips. Oh Muhara-kun! What's going on with you? Amika turned away from Kumuro, facing the book.
"If you want me to make that magic work, please leave me alone. You know how hard it is to study with you moaning around."
Kumuro moved his head near Amika.
"How come you're being mean to me eh? I thought you would be nice to your 'Kumuro-sama'!"
Amika gritted her teeth, making her cheeks red.
"You're not Kumuro-sama, okay?"
Shiori scratched her head. Uh… What's going on? Kumuro grinned sinisterly, laughing evilly.
"What? Do you have something for him?"
Amika broke sweat on her face, making her body tremble.
"N…No..."
Kumuro moved his head near Amika, turning his head around.
"Then do you mind if I do this…"
Amika turned his head around. She widened her eyes, watching Keima pouting his lips, Amika screamed, punching Kumuro in the face. Kumuro fell on the ground, groaning with pain. Amika ran away from him, holding her hands to her face. Tears poured out of her eyes.
"You insensitive jerk!"
Kumuro stood up from the ground, scratching his head. How… How the hell did I end up being immature? This isn't like me, is it? Shiori widened her eyes, covering her face. Mu…Muhara-kun… Are you really that perverted?
Keima stood outside the classroom, gazing upon the streets above her. It's really tough being in someone else's body. I tried to get Keima-sama's character right… But it ends up being worse off for him… An image of Keima going blindfolded inside the bathroom appeared inside his mind. I… I also can't make myself right… looking at someone else's parts might make me… a pervert… It doesn't make me feel right… Suddenly, a flurry of guitar chords attracted him. Hmm… What's this? He turned away from the walls, strolling through the corridors. I… I can hear music! People playing music?
He closed his eyes, listening to the music carefully. There's another music club going on? He noticed a door in front of him, drawing him closer to it. He slowly opened the door, revealing Chihiro and Ayumi playing the guitars. He smiled, watching them strum their guitars. Miyako pushed the keys carefully, maintaining the beat. Suddenly, they turned around, noticing Keima standing by the door. Chihiro widened her eyes, gazing upon Keima.
"O…Otamegane?"
Ayumi frowned at Katsuragi.
"What do you want?"
Keima hesitated, trying to answer their question.
"I came… because I could hear the music from outside… I… I just wonder if I could stay here and listen…"
Chihiro and Ayumi moved closely to each other and whispered.
"What's he planning this time?"
Keima crossed his lips, feeling anxious. Do… Do they not act friendly towards Keima-sama? Chihiro shouted at Ayumi, making her cheeks red.
"Are you crazy Ayumi? Otamegane, staying here?"
Ayumi scratched her head.
"I… I don't know… He… he's now suddenly willing like he's a different person."
Chihiro pointed her fingers at Keima.
"Maybe he's here to make fun of us! Look at his face, and you'll see!"
Chihiro and Ayumi blinked at Keima. His eyes were shiny, feeling enlightened. In the manor… I was told not to make music… But in here… This could be my salvation… Suddenly, Keima got knocked to the ground, letting Chihiro and Ayumi kick him in the face.
"Stop making that face!"
"It's creepy!"
Keima crawled away from the girls, protecting himself from further harm.
"I… I'm sorry!"
Ayumi and Chihiro growled at him.
"So you really came to make fun of us?"
"Leave already!"
Miyako sighed. You two are rude and rough on him… Keima slowly stand up from the ground, grabbing their attention.
"Umm… Is there any drummer here?"
Chihiro rolled her eyes.
"I told you before! We're recruiting drummers!"
Miyako waved at Keima.
"Right now, we're using this keyboard as a substitute."
Keima grew a smile, feeling enlightened.
"Then… Could I beat the drum?"
Kumuro strolled through the school grounds, staring at his PFP. He grumbled, feeling his face sore. This is so stupid! I thought that if I was someone else, I wouldn't get hurt as much! Why the hell does this have to happen to me? Suddenly, he stopped moving, feeling his shoulders grasped on. He turned around, noticing Ichigou and Heihachi smiling at them.
"Hey there Kumuro!"
"You wanna check out our new band after school?"
Kumuro blinked at the boys. They're Kumuro's obnoxious friends, aren't they? Kumuro sighed.
"I guess I got nothing better to do!"
Kumuro strolled away from the boys, making them blink at him.
"Right now, I got other stuff to do."
Kumuro tried moving his legs, feeling his body standing still. Ichigou and Heihachi leaned forward, staring at the PFP. Ichiogu scratched his head, finding girls on the screen. Heihachi watched the girl waving at him, giggling with joy. The two turned their heads, facing each other. They exchanged their confused face to each other, communicating between each other. They then turned away from each other, staring at Kumuro.
"Why are you playing what your nerdy friend of yours always plays?"
Kumuro sighed. Great, I get more interruptions… I shouldn't really resist though… Might get too dangerous and suspicious… He turned around, creating a fake smile on his face.
"Oh… About that… I love this game. I heard it has a 10 for it."
Ichigou and Heihachi squinted at Kumuro, making him break sweat on his head.
"Lies…"
Ichigou and Heihachi jumped on top of Kumuro, slamming him on the ground.
"You've been brainwashed by your friend, haven't you?"
"We're gonna help you get a cure from your evil friend!"
Kumuro screamed, feeling his back aching. WHY? Why didn't I run away when I had the chance?
Ayumi and Chihiro blinked at the drum set sitting inside. The hard hats shined brightly form the ceiling lights. The bass drum stood out of the others, showing the words "Tamaha". Miyako widened her mouth, smiling at it.
"How did you get this drum set?"
Keima giggled happily.
"It's the old one from the wind instrument music club. It lost some cogs though…"
Chihiro opened her eyes widely.
"You have some connections to the wind instrument music club?"
Miyako moved closer to the drums, gazing upon its shiny surfaces.
"Now with the drum set with us, it really looks like a real band, yeah?"
Chihiro sighed.
"He brought a drum set…"
Ayumi turned her head, blinking at Chihiro. She whispered to her, preventing Keima from overhearing.
"Wait. Didn't you want to drive him out?"
"You can tell him, Ayumi."
Ayumi widened her eyes, making her cheeks blush.
"What? Why me?"
Ayumi and Chihiro faced each other, bickering about Keima. Miyako leaned forward, smiling at her.
"Can you beat the drums Katsuragi?"
Keima chuckled lightly.
"Well… It's not exactly my specialty. But then again…"
Keima tapped the drumsticks together, counting down. He quickly tapped the tom toms, grabbing Chihiro and Ayumi's attention. He then bashed his sticks onto the drums and high hats, creating a fast yet addictive beat. Miyako moved away from Keima, frightened of his new self. Chihiro and Ayumi widened their eyes, feeling their hearts thumping. Their cheeks reddened, feeling goose bumps all over their bodies. His arms focused on the tom toms, renewing the atmosphere of drums with fresh sounds. Ayumi's body trembled, watching Keima continued beating the drums and high hats again.
Chihiro's blush grew, grasping onto her guitar. This sound… We wanted to produce such a sound with our band! Keima focused on the tom toms before finishing off the flow with a high hat. Miyako moved her hands to her lips.
"That… That's great!"
Keima smiled at the girls, making his glasses shine.
"Let's play the song from before together!"
Author's Notes: IF you finished this chapter and go "... OMGWTFBBQ! This author used another bullshit event for this chapter?" Well... Its not like I'm gonna break the rules again... :3
Aside from that, the reason why Kumuro gets to be in Yui's body instead of Keima is that we get to see what Keima will experience inside Kumuro, along with how Kumuro feels... plus... there could be something going on between Yui and Keima... oh shit... I think I made a spoiler... or did I...? ;D Well as you can see, this is a 2 part series, and we have reached the 1st half of the mini series of the body swapping incident... I hope you enjoy this chapter and you won't flame me for this... . .