Chapter 16: The Sisters of Kasuga
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the school grounds. Kumuro hugged himself, feeling his warm winter uniform keeping him comfy. Keima groaned from his pain, remembering an event at school. Kumuro strolled towards Amika, waving at her. Amika smiled back, strumming the bass strings. Yui smiled at Keima, watching him entering the music room. Chihiro and Ayumi gritted their teeth, moving towards him. They bash him on the head, throwing insults at him. Kumuro placed his hands on his head, smiling at the trees waving their arms around gently.
"Even though I'll miss summer, autumn seems to be somewhat cheery for me!"
Keima sighed.
"I'm feeling the blues already thanks to those damn bitches!"
Kumuro turned his head around, frowning at Keima
"That was your damn fault! Why do you have to treat girls so badly?"
Keima shrugged.
"I don't care anyway. This time, maybe I won't have to face any of these annoying girls, or reality ever again!"
Suddenly, Keima bumped into a bully, making him spill coffee on the ground. His thugs gasped, watching his master's sacred liquid gone wasted.
"Are you okay there?"
The bully widened his eyes, feeling horrified.
"M… My coffee! It got spilled!"
The bully turned his head around, glaring at Keima.
"What are you looking at Otamegane? Are you responsible for this?"
His minions turned around, glaring at him.
"You're dead Otamegane!"
The thugs jumped on top of Keima, forming huge clouds of violence. Keima screamed, making Kumuro cover his lips.
"Why do I always get hit?"
Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere.
"The bad things… won't change."
The thugs turned around, noticing Hinoki sitting inside her convertible. Kumuro followed their actions, gazing upon her vivid glowing hair. Her black jacket complemented her bright pink and white striped dress underneath. She elevated her megaphone, shouting at them.
"STOP FIGHTING!"
The bullies and Keima covered their ears, feeling them throb from sharp soundwaves. She lowered her megaphone, smiling at them.
"You heard me, right?"
She slowly took off her sunglasses, making Kumuro's cheeks red.
"Someone who would actually bully a girl?"
Keima blinked at her. What girl? Is she talking about me? Kumuro's heart thumped quickly, forming goose bumps on his body. This feeling… it's like… She leaned forward, revealing her glowing eyes.
"Not only this town's puny, but the guys as well! How about you leave her alone and go home?"
The bully gritted his teeth. He picked up a can form the ground, throwing it at Hinoki.
"Shut up! You go home!"
She moved her hands forward, catching the can. She squished it violently, forming it into a flat piece of junk. The thugs widened their eyes in fear, watching her throw the can away. She hopped out of the car, flipping over the boys. The wimps trembled in fear, watching her step on Keima's face. Keima groaned, feeling the pain. Wh… Why me? Kumuro smiled, admiring her glowing smile. She again lifted the megaphone up, shouting at the wimps.
"Go home little boys! You can watch your anime there!"
They ran away from her, fleeing for their lives. She lowered her megaphone, smiling at Kumuro.
"Ah… no need to thank me troubled girl! It's natural for me to step on such scumbags!"
Kumuro blinked at her, snapping out of his daydream.
"But… I'm not a girl… and... Keima buddy's the victim, not the scumbag…"
She walked towards him, relieving Keima from excess pain. She gazed upon Kumuro's face, admiring his luscious looks.
"You're face looks perfect! How would you like to be my model?"
Kumuro scratched his head.
"What d'ya mean by model?"
Hinoki moved away from him, jumping into her convertible. She turned her head, smiling at Kumuro.
"If you want to accept my offer, come follow me!"
She winked at him, seducing Kumuro with her charms. Kumuro smiled, giggling with joy. The car drove off, snapping him out of his daydream. Kumuro picked Keima up, dragging him through the streets. Keima screamed, jerking his body around.
"What are you doing?"
Kumuro placed his hands on his lap, huffing and puffing. Keima's eyes spin around, feeling his body having more pain. Why does reality have to do this to me? Kumuro turned his head around, searching for Hinoki. Dammit! I can't believe I've lost her! Why am I here in the first place anyway? Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Hinoki's car. He turned to the right, noticing a foot path through a mysterious hill. Kumuro grasped Keima's arm and dragged him towards the hill. Keima groaned, feeling his body burning from friction. As they ascended through the elevating slopes, the stone path became split into two.
Kumuro stood near the sign saying "entry forbidden", scratching his head. Where could I possibly go to next? He turned left, continuing the path. Moments later, he stopped moving and noticed a huge ditch in front of him. Keima lifted himself from the ground, gazing upon the scattered stone bricks inside it. Hmm… What's this construction? And is there a hole? Suddenly, his hair got pulled up, making him widen his eyes in fear.
"Hey you! What are you doing here?"
Kumuro turned around, noticing a tall gruesome man wearing an eye patch.
"Wasn't there a sign that said "entry forbidden", huh?"
The man turned around, noticing a ditch in front of him. He widened his eyes, feeling disgusted.
"What's this? The stone lantern collapsed?"
He turned his head around, summoning reinforcements.
"Hey guys! There are hooligans who are trying to play a sick joke to the dojo!"
The reinforcements marched towards Keima and Kumuro, making them gulp in fear. The soldiers grumbled, setting their eyes of hatred upon them.
"You guys got some guys here!"
"Toushu! Toushu! Please come here!"
A familiar figure emerged, making Kumuro drop his jaws.
"What is it this time?"
Kusunoki stood near a bunch of brutal men, folding her arms. Her hair shined from the sunlight, revealing her shiny long black hair. Another man grasped onto Kumuro's shirt and lifted him up. He whimpered in fear, finding himself taken near Kusunoki.
"Kusunoki-sama! These hooligans had played a prank on the dojo's stone lantern!"
Keima gazed upon Kusunoki's calm face. Is this girl the first person Kumuro tried to get close to? Why would this other girl who had hurt me more than she saved me be here in the first place? Kumuro gulped, finding Kusunoki standing in front of him. That girl… She… I'm in deep shit, aren't I?
"Oh my! I'm sorry about that! That was my fault!"
Everyone turned their heads around, watching Hinoki emerge from the tree.
"Forgive me Kusunoki! This is from my request…"
Kusunoki gazed upon Hinoki, hesitating to reply.
"A… Ane-ue?"
Keima widened his eyes. Of course! They're both sisters! Kumuro whimpered in fear. Why do I get the feeling this will turn bad in the end? The men blinked at Hinoki, unfamiliar with her face.
"Hinoki-sama? Who?"
"Don't you remember? This is Kusunoki-sama's older sister!"
Kusunoki sighed.
"It has been a while… Ane-ue…"
Hinoki winded at her, lifted her megaphone up and waving at everyone.
"I'm home now! Just got back from America!"
"America… What have you been doing until now?"
She laid her megaphone on the ground, grasping onto the jacket tightly.
"Geez. It's getting hot here."
She pulled the jacket off, revealing her irresistible figure.
"I am now an actress!"
Kumuro widened his mouth, smiling at her. Wooooowwww… Somehow, I'm now mooore attracted to her… The men gazed upon her breast, feeling their hearts thumping. Some of them whistled, complementing her fine shapes. Kusunoki stood near Hinoki, closing her eyes.
"A… Ane-ue. Inside a dojo, that outfit is a bit…"
Hinoki turned her head, smiling at Kusunoki.
"It's my own damn house isn't it? I can wear whatever I like!"
"So… Sorry to intrude upon your greeting!"
Everyone turned their heads facing Kumuro. He tilted his head downward in submission.
"Please… let both of us join you dojo!"
Keima dropped his jaws, feeling violated again. OH-MY-GOD! NOT AGAIN! Kumuro sighed, closing his eyes.
"I… I want to stop being a pushover from other people… My buddy and I had been insulted non-stop by people calling us names… we want to train here and-"
Keima shouted at him, making Kumuro shut up.
"Why the hell are you speaking on my behalf without my consent?"
The grim-looking men bash their fists onto Keima's head, making him groan in pain.
"You're both 100 years too early to ask Toushu for a favour!"
"Don't take our dojo lightly!"
Hinoki placed her arms around Kusunoki's shoulders.
"I think these boys are fine enough. Let them join!"
Kumuro leaped out of the man's grasp, levitating mid air and lifting his fist up.
"We're gonna be great warriors, and then we're-"
Kumuro widened his eyes, realising he's falling towards Hinoki. Why did I have to predict this disaster too early? WHY? Kumuro moved his arms around, feeling his body pulled down. He landed on Hinoki's breasts, bouncing his head on them. Hinoki blinked at Kumuro, watching Kumuro resting his head against them. Keima blinked at Kumuro in confusion. How did he end up doing that? Nonetheless, how is he gonna escape out of this one? Keima grinned sinisterly, thinking up of evil deeds. I could see bloodshed from him now! Kusunoki widened her eyes, feeling surprised.
The men gasped, feeling jealous. Kumuro slowly moved his head away from Hinoki, feeling his eyes spinning around.
"I… I'm sorry… This was an accident…"
Hinoki lifted his shirt up, making Kumuro widen his eyes.
"No need for this little drama…"
Hinoki smiled at Kumuro, making Kumuro blink at her.
"So? Did it feel good for you?"
She strolled away from Kumuro, heading to Kusunoki.
"Kusunoki. I'm gonna stay here for a while!"
The brutes released Keima from his prison, charging towards Kumuro. They repeatedly kicked Kumuro on the ground, making him whimper and scream in pain. So this is how Keima buddy feels every now and then! Keima smiled sinisterly. Finally! Now I don't have to be one suffering at this moment! Keima got pushed by one man, joining in the bash-fest. Keima screamed, sharing Kumuro's pain. STOP MOCKING ME REALITY!
"That's enough!"
The minions stop fighting, facing Kusunoki.
"You guys should get running now!"
They sighed, walking past Kusunoki. They lowered their heads in shame. She stood near Keima and Kumuro, glaring at them. She folded her arms, watching Kumuro blink at her.
"For now, you two will be cleaning the dojo."
Keima gritted his teeth, wringing the drenched cloth above the bucket.
"This is the second time you've dragged me into this! Why the hell did you do it again?"
Kumuro sighed, moving the broom around.
"Umm… Well…"
Keima sighed, placing the cloth on the floor.
"Let me guess… you're going for that older person?"
Kumuro's body shook from the goose bumps around him.
"Well… She makes me feel…"
Keima shook his head.
"You know… Adults tend to live in their own world. The only way you're gonna get her falling in love with you is if you get her to at least be in the same league as you're in."
Kumuro swung the brown up and down, gazing upon the shiny glossy timber.
"What dya mean Keima buddy?"
Keima stood up and adjusted his glasses.
"Allow me to explain."
A TV descended out of nowhere, making Kumuro blink at it. Where the hell did that come from? The TV revealed an image of a few boys standing adjacent to each girl. Some were close to a girl while others are further away.
"When it comes to comparing between two people, there will always be a status which determines the distance between each other. Childhood friends will of course have some of the shortest distance out of all relationships. Teachers have a gap that may be impossible to be shortened. Other people will have various gaps, but will initially and usually be longer than a teacher-student relationship."
The TV ascended from the floor, hiding from Keima and Kumuro. Kumuro scratched his head, having a question inside his mind.
"Then… What's my status at the moment?"
Keima moved his hands to his lips.
"This is interesting actually… Usually when she sees you as nothing but a perverted person, you would've extended the gap further… But instead, it might stay the same, or perhaps be shorter than expected…"
Kumuro widened his eyes, feeling a bit surprised.
"R… Really?"
Keima nodded his head.
"However, you need to at least see you as at least a human being, or you may not be able to get closer after a while."
Kumuro strolled past Keima, gazing upon a photo of Hinoki and Kusunoki in their small bodies.
"I don't know much about the two anyway… I also think it's a bad idea to try and gain information from Kusunoki…"
Keima nodded his head.
"Indeed."
Kumuro turned around, staring at Keima.
"Then… What should I do Keima buddy?"
Keima sighed. I guess it can't be helped… for now…
"First... You shall play another event to determine the route for you…"
Hinoki smiled, strolling through the corridors with a few towels. Keima and Kumuro hid behind the wall, concealing their bodies from wary people. Keima leaned his head forward, watching Hinoki enter the bath room. A bath huh? With this event, Kumuro will be able to go through a route that will help him win her love… if that's possible… He imagined Kumuro entering the bath room, gazing upon Hinoki's naked body. She screamed feeling violated. Keima snapped out of his daydream, turning his head around and facing Kumuro.
"Okay. This is your chance to go in the bath room and say "Excuse me! I was told by Kusunoki-sama to clean the bathroom"."
Kumuro widened his eyes. He punched Keima in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Are you some kind of a perve? Why the fuck would I do that?"
Keima gritted his teeth, groaning in pain.
"Do you want to win or not?"
Kumuro sighed. Forgive me, Kami-sama… Kumuro strolled past Keima, entering the bathroom.
"Excuse me! I was told by Kusunoki-sama to clean the bath…"
Kumuro blinked, finding the bathroom empty. Keima moved his head, facing Keima.
"Hey Keima buddy! Are you sure she's in here?"
Kusunoki slid the door open, emerging from the shower room. Kumuro turned around, watching Kusunoki stand near him. Her towel covered parts of her body. Both widened their eyes, gazing upon their faces. Oh… shhiiiit… She kicked Kumuro out of the bathroom, feeling his back banged against the wall. Kumuro fell on the ground, groaning in pain. Keima moved his head from the wall, watching Kumuro whimper. This older sister is more cunning than I thought… Hinoki stood near Kumuro, smiling at Kumuro.
"Sorrry about that. Bear with having to see my younger sister."
Kumuro moved his head around, watching Hinoki place her hands on her hips.
"Maybe if you have waited a little longer outside, you might be able to see one of my sexy scenes!"
Kumuro lifted himself of the ground, watching her walk away. Suddenly, his arms got locked, feeling Kusunoki behind him.
"You weakling! You joined this dojo to get close to my sister!"
Kumuro whimpered, feeling his arms about to break off.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! Keima buddy forced me into this!"
Keima emerged from the wall, shouting at him.
"Hey! Don't get me involved with this again!"
Kusunoki blinked at Keima.
"So is this your friend, Muhara?"
Kumuro slowly nodded his head, feeling his arms being released.
"Yes… You remember me… don't you?"
He turned around, watching Kusunoki staring at him.
"Well… you did join my karate club after all…"
Her face blushed a bit, remembering the times with Kumuro out in the open. Kumuro blushed a bit, remembering the feelings he had. Wow… I almost forgot how I had liked her in the first place… Suddenly, she kicked him in the head, sending him flying away from her. Kumuro whimpered, feeling his body aching. She stepped him on the face, glaring at him.
"First you tried seducing me into liking you, which that had merely failed. Now you have the guts to show your face to me!"
Kumuro whimpered, remembering the times she repeatedly bashed him up.
"But… I… I also helped you with your current self. Don't you remember that?"
Kusunoki sighed, lifting her foot off his face. Kumuro's face swelled, feeling his lips fat. Keima blinked at Kumuro scratching his head. What help? What the hell's going on? An image of herself with a silky white dress appeared inside her mind. Kusunoki sighed, feeling her body trembling.
"Yes… I guess you did…"
Kumuro slowly lifted himself off the ground, trying to stand up with confidence.
"Say… Did you get someone else afterwards?"
Kusunoki's cheeks grew redder.
"I… No… I didn't…"
A cat strolled towards Kusunoki, showing off its pink ribbon. Kusunoki knelt down, gazing upon it.
"Didn't you get fed yet, cat?"
She held the cat gently, smiling at it.
"I'll go prepare it now…"
She gritted her teeth, making Kumuro whimper again.
"This time, you're after Ane-ue, aren't you?"
She patted the cat, changing her face.
"I guess it's not exactly impossible… Because… Ane-ue's very radiant…"
She strolled away from Kumuro, making him blink at her. Keima strolled towards Kumuro, standing near him.
"What exactly happened between the two of you?"
Keima and Kumuro sat on the couch, tapping the buttons on the controller. Kumuro sighed, having images of Kusunoki and Hinoki inside his mind. Somehow, I feel like I wanted to be with Kusunoki again… She… she still has those same things that I liked about her… She sighed, thinking about the times he got bashed up by her. It seems like she never liked me after all… Oh well… I guess I still have my current project coming through… Keima watched a few soldiers getting shot by his machine gun. Weird… This Kusunoki girl somewhat has feelings for Kumuro, even after she despised him. But then again, it could be my imagination…
Kumuro turned around, drawing his attention.
"Keima buddy, do you know what I should do next."
Right… I was supposed to analyse the best route for him. Keima turned his head, facing Kumuro.
"I think you should start out as Hinoki's fan."
Kumuro cocked his eyebrows.
"F… Fan?"
Keima nodded his head.
"As her fan, you should admire her and praise for her looks, the words she say, and the actions she makes. That way, we can determine the next path you can take throughout the next few days."
Kumuro scratched his head.
"Are you sure this is feasible, Keima buddy?"
Keima sighed.
"I actually would wish to say something else, but this is designed specifically for your target. Besides, I have helped you try to win that ramen girl, remember?"
Kumuro sighed as he faced the TV.
"Fine. I'll see how that goes for me…"
Keima and Kumuro gazed upon the wall, pushing their arms forward. Kusunoki slapped Keima and Kumuro on the head.
"Try to not think about brute force too much!"
Suddenly, Kusunoki widened her eyes, watching Hinoki strolling towards Kumuro. Keima and Kumruo turned their heads around. They gazed upon her jacket she wore from yesterday.
"Good morning boys! You want to see something wonderful?"
A bunch of men moved forward, gazing upon Hinoki. Kusunoki frowned at Hinoki, gazing upon her high heel.
"A... Ane-ue, please take your shoes off!"
"More importantly. I have made this outfit over America."
Hinoki opened her jacket wide, revealing her raunchy outfit.
"Take a look!"
Kusunoki, Keima and Kumuro widened their eyes, gazing upon the curves on her chest. (Keima) Is… Is she really confident in doing these kinds of things? (Kumuro) Oh my god! It's like I'm ashamed and proud to see something like this! Oh god! The bitter sweet world of adulthood! Hinoki smiled at the boys' reaction.
"What d'ya think? Splendid right?"
Kumuro hesitated, trying to find the right words.
"Well… Umm…"
Kumuro fell on the ground, feeling his head spinning around.
"I feel like I'm in heaven and hell around me. Heaven because it's like one of every man's dreams; Hell because it's almost like an act of sin to see something like this!"
The men whistled, feeling enticed by Kumuro's reviews. Keima blinked at Kumuro lying on the ground. Well, I would kinda feel the same in his shoes… Hinoki leaned forward, smiling at Kumuro.
"That was a bit too enchanting."
A group of love-lusting beasts charged towards her. She covered her outfit with her jacket, facing away from them.
"Sorry, I won't show you guys."
She pointed her fingers at her lips, winking at the whimpering dogs.
"Keima and Kumuro boys are my fans… so I had decided to give them a special presentation!"
They surrounded her, jumping up and down. Their bodies shrunk, reminding Hinoki of the seven dwarves.
"I'm also Hinoki-sama's fan!"
"I've also been a fan since I laid eyes on you!"
"Ever since I left my old life behind, I've been your biggest fan!"
"In my previous life as a different person, I was your biggest fan!"
Kusunoki frowned at her students, shouting loudly.
"Be quiet!"
Her dogs whimper, running towards a wall. She stood near Hinoki, shutting her eyes gently.
"Ane-ue… Our people are inexperienced. Please don't lead them astray!"
Hinoki placed her hands on Kusunoki's head, rubbing it gently.
"What are you mad about? If you make an angry face like that…"
She lifted her megaphone up, shouting at the dogs.
"I might let slip that Kusunoki wet her bed until the first year of elementary school!"
The men gasped, watching Kusunoki sigh. Her cheeks reddened, feeling embarrassed.
"Ane-ue… you… you're the same as always…"
Hinoki chuckled at Kusunoki.
"We should have fun!"
Her men moved closer to Kusunoki, trying to comfort her.
"Toushu. Don't worry about it! I wet my bed until my second year of middle school!"
"I wet my bed before I left my old life!"
"I always wear those training underwear since I have yet to learn how not to wet my bed!"
Kusunoki gritted her teeth, kicking and punching her disciplines.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Kumuro broke sweat on his face. Does Hinoki-sama always do that?
Keima and Kumuro blinked at Hinoki, feeling their bodies covered in girls' school uniforms. They gazed upon the long wigs growing form their hands. Keima's eyes twitched, feeling insulted. I thought Kumuro's the one being the model… Why do I have to do this as well? Kumuro whimpered feeling violated. Why do I feel stripped of my manhood doing this? This is not only so low of me, but downgrading too… Hinoki sat on her chair, holding out a huge art book on her hands. She lifted a pencil from her lap, smiling at the boys.
"Okay boys, I want the two of you to place your wigs on your head."
Keima and Kumuro slowly turned their heads, blinking at each other. Hinoki tapped her pencil on the artbook, waiting impatiently for her models to obey her commands.
"What's the hold up there?"
Keima and Kumuro slowly turned their heads, facing her.
"Umm… I'm not sure if I want to be a model anymore."
"I'm also having second thoughts about this…"
Hinoki chuckled. She placed the art book and pencil on the ground, strolling towards them. She slowly pulled each wig from their hands, carefully placing them on each of the boys' head.
"Trust me… When I'm finished with this artwork, it will never have any resemblance on any of your faces."
She returned to her seat, lifting up her art book and pencil.
"Now… Come closer to each other and wrap your arms around?"
Keima and Kumuro groaned, feeling embarrassed to obey her. Hinoki placed her hands on her chin, giving the boys her seductive charms.
"If you boys are willing to co-operate, I'll give you more of my special presentation. How does that sound?"
Keima and Kumuro turned their heads, staring at each other. (Keima) I'm going to regret helping Kumuro… (Kumuro) I'm gonna lose more of my manhood… Keima and Kumuro slowly wrap their arms around each other, pushing their bodies against their sides. Hinoki chuckled quietly, watching the boy's cheeks growing redder.
"Now I want you to close your eyes and think of happy thoughts! Then I'll get started drawing."
Keima sighed. Maybe she's just toying with us all this time. If that's the case, Kumuro's gonna have a hard time making her fall in love with him… However… He's currently stuck on only one route, so it might be a while longer before I can make him change routes… Keima moved his eyes, noticing Kumuro closing his eyes and rubbing his cheeks against his.
"Ily Illy…"
Keima's face grew red, making Hinoki giggle slightly louder.
"Come on. You have to do it as well…"
What choice do I have when I'm helping this idiot out anyway? Keima closed his eyes, conjuring Yotsuba inside his mind.
"Yokkyun…"
"Ily Illy…"
"Yokkyun…"
"Ily Illy…"
"Yokkyun…"
Hinoki smiled at them as she moved her pencil around the notebook.
Keima and Kumuro stood outside the dojo. Kumuro widened his eyes in fear.
"You want me to do WHAAAAAT?"
Keima nodded his head.
"Well, for you to do indecent and low-like acts, you have reduced chance of getting hit. You also have a chance to get closer to Hinoki-sama."
Kumuro lowered his eyes.
"Are you trying to get revenge for the things I supposedly did to you?"
Keima gazed upon Kumuro's eyes. I should be plotting many more revenges against you! Be lucky that I'm merely helping you out! He shrugged, walking away from Kumuro.
"Suit yourself. If you don't want to follow my advice, good luck on your own."
Kumuro held his hands out, shouting at Keima.
"Wait! I'll do anything you advise me to do!"
Keima turned his head, watching Hinoki gazing upon the painted roof. A picture of Hinoki wearing a karate outfit smiled at Kumuro, drawing his attention. He smiled at the huge word "love" imprinted next to Hinoki's self-portrait. She turned around, smiling at Keima and Kumuro.
"How is it? I tried applying some pink paint on the roof!"
Keima's body shrunk, distorting his head shaping like a frog. He clapped his hands, giving his praise for her.
"I think it's marvellous! Don't you agree, Kumuro?"
Kumuro's body shrunk, shaping into a descendant of a gremlin. He clapped with Keima, creating a bigger atmosphere of praises.
"Well colouring the pink dojo! That's Hinoki-sama for you!"
A group of brutal men gazed upon the room, gulping in fear. Hinoki placed her arms on the boys' heads, smiling with joy.
"With this cute yet effective upgrade, the dojo will also come out big!"
She lifted her arms from Keima and Kumuro, pointing one of them at a poster sticking to the wall.
"We can use emotional advertising so that we'll bring more business to the dojo!"
Keima and Kumuro stood close to the poster, gazing upon the poster. They widened their eyes, horrified to see disturbing images of Keima and Kumuro wearing school uniform and hugging each other. Below imprints many words "Do you wish you're not someone like those cross-dressing perverted sissies? Join Kasuga dojo today!" Their bodies returned to their normal shape. Keima dropped his jaws, feeling more humiliated. That damn woman… She made us a lot more humiliating! Kumuro whimpered, feeling betrayed. She… She promised! Hinoki stood beside the boys, giggling happily.
"I used to be an artist in Paris before I moved over to America."
The warriors laughed at the boys, rolling all over the floor.
"Oh my god! This is so funny!"
"I wanted to post that on the internet!"
Keima and Kumuro gritted his teeth at them.
"Hey! That's not funny!"
Hinoki placed her shoulders on Keima and Kumuro.
"You don't like that poster…"
Keima and Kumuro trembled in fear, feeling death wrapping its fingers around them. They turn their heads around, watching her face covered in shadows. They stuttered in fear.
"W-w-well umm…"
"W-w-what we're actually tr-tr-trying to say w-w-was…"
Hinoki laughed loudly, shrugging off her anger. She pushed her palms against their backs, making the boys cough violently.
"Well I think it's a bit too humiliating for the two of you. Still… You guys look cute being girls…"
Keima sighed. Somehow, this simple naïve person's starting to annoy the shit out of me… Hinoki pulled up a stand-up poster near her placing it near the boys.
"I also come up with this poster for an alternative boost of sales!"
Keima and Kumuro gazed upon an image of Kusunoki wearing a bikini and boxing gloves. Kumuro crossed his lips at the sight of Kusunoki's cartoonish smile. Okay, now that's a bit freaky... Her left leg lifting up contained words "I 3 Kenpo". Below Kusunoki included some words "Who's the guy wanted to get kicked? Kasuga Dojo!" She held out her megaphone, shouting at her audience.
"With Kusunoki advertising in a swimsuit, the dojo business will flourish!"
Suddenly, the poster got ripped apart, sending one half flying outwards.
"Who would do such a thing?"
Everyone (except for Hinoki) widened their eyes and gasped at Kusunoki's presence. A bunch of serious men advanced towards Hinoki, frowning at her.
"Toushu. We must consider this advertisement seriously!"
"I support Hinoki-sama every step of the way!"
"I've loved swimsuits ever since I've left my old life behind!"
"Where I come from, swimsuits are definitely serious business!"
Kusunoki broke sweat from her face, gritting her teeth in rage.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
She turned around, bashing Keima and Kumuro into each other. They collapsed on the ground, feeling their eyes swirling around. She moved her head to Hinoki's shouting at her.
"Ane-ue! please cut it out already!"
Hinoki blinked at her sister.
"Why are you angry?"
Her eyes glowed, pointing her fingers towards the sky.
"This is a wonderful idea! We must do this! Definitely!"
Hinoki grabbed Kusunoki's arm, making the creepy pigs cheer for them.
"Where shall we go for swimsuits?"
"I'm not going!"
Hinoki, Keima and Kumuro squatted outside the Dojo. The boys watched Hinoki's firecracker crackle. She placed her hand on her chin, smiling at the fireworks crackling brightly.
"Sheesh, it's really hard to get Kusunoki into it."
Keima chuckled casually, assuming his frog form.
"Everyone else loved the idea so much!"
Kumuro whimpered quietly, imagining his body locked up. His head would get ripped apart by Kusunoki's bare hands.
"Wouldn't we get punished by Kusunoki-sama eventually?"
Hinoki turned her head around, smiling sinisterly at Kumuro.
"Are you scared now?"
Kumuro scratched his head, chuckling nervously. She dropped the firecracker, leaving it to burn out. She pulled Kumuro's head towards her, locking it up firmly. Kumuro screamed, feeling his head rubbed violently by Hinoki's fist.
"It'll be alright! I won't lose to Kusunoki in a quarrel!"
She moved her fist away from Kumuro, gazing upon the moon. Keima's frog form disappeared, gazing upon Hinoki's cheery face.
"Well the reason why I did all those things for her is that she now makes those ugly demon faces! She used to be a cry baby – weak and wetting herself all the time. She was a child who couldn't do anything without me!"
Keima moved his hands to his lips. Interesting… I didn't realise that someone as fierce as Kusunoki would be like that as a child…
"I took care of her though since it was easy for me. Everything I did, from Kenpo to studying. I still have that excellent look on me after many years!"
Kumuro closed his eyes, putting a smile on his face.
"Wow… It's like you're the perfect sister to her!"
Hinoki blinked at Kumuro. Kumuro lifted his head up, gazing upon Hinoki. She rubbed her palms around Kumuro's head, smiling back.
"You really do get it! A bright kid you are!"
Kumuro's cheeks reddened.
"Thanks…"
She moved her head away from Kumuro.
"If I had taken over the world… Then this place would've grown bigger!"
"Wouldn't it be good if you had?"
Hinoki and Kumuro blinked at Keima, watching him adjust his glasses.
"Speaking of which, you're not only the oldest in the Kasuga family, you're also the strongest. So why is Kusunoki made toushu?"
Hinoki laughed loudly, shrugging off the confusion.
"Why would I actually lead the dojo when I have a bigger dream in mind?"
Keima blinked at her, feeling confused. Bigger dream... Interesting… So what does she mean by that? Hinoki blinked at Keima staring at her.
"What? Is there something wrong?"
Keima scratched his head, chuckling nervously.
"Well when you have said big…"
She wrapped her arms around Keima and laughed.
"Oh Keima-boy! You're overdoing the praising! My scale of thinking is only big!"
Keima groaned, feeling his head aching. What makes her think I would say that?
"No… what I mean to say was-"
"It's only when the two of you are weak, you notice people being bigger than they actually are!"
She moved away from Keima, holding her hands to the sides.
"Okay, I'll make both of you stronger!"
Keima and Kumuro blinked at her.
"You are?"
She strolled away from Keima and Kumuro, holding her arm up.
"Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow!"
Keima and Kumuro turned their heads around, gazing upon each other.
Hinoki sat on top of the roof, gazing upon the moon. The moon shined brightly from half its body. She spread her arms outwards, resting them on the dry painted surfaces. Voices of Keima recalled from her head, reminding her of her dreams. She sighed as she crossed her legs. Sometimes it's hard to keep this image up… People would expect you to be everything any guy wants, everything any girl wants to be, and everything that sets multitasking to a new level… She pulled out a pocket mirror from her jacket pocket, gazing upon her mirror. She smiled at her reflection revealing her face.
The smile reminded her of a French supermodel she admired and respected. The hair possessed unnatural colours, colours hiding her bland black past. Her eyes glowed, reminding her of her younger self possessing the same old charms. She closed the mirror shut, placing it back inside her pocket. Well, I am the perfect me after all… the one everyone wanted. I have my fans waiting for me tomorrow, and I'm gonna blow their minds with something they'll never forget… Suddenly, she sniffed, detecting a peculiar scent around her. She held her arms up, checking the scent on her body. She crossed her lips, feeling slightly ashamed.
"Wow… How did I end up smelling like sweaty athletes?"
She shrugged as she stood up from the ground, walking through the roof.
"Time for me to have a shower!"
Kusunoki entered the shower room, carefully closing the doors behind her. She stood near the taps, turning them on. Drips of water pelted form the shower cap, immersing her body inside the waterfall. She closed her eyes, thinking about today. Ane-ue. You seemed to never change. Everyone now loves you since you have arrived, even- She gritted her teeth, watching Kumuro enter inside her mind. Why am I thinking about this lowlife weakling? He doesn't want to take interest in me anymore anyway! An image of Kumuro getting strangled by her appeared inside her mind, giving her strange feelings.
He turned around whimpering at her. But… I… I also helped you with your current self. Don't you remember that? She crossed her lips, feeling her cheeks growing red. If he didn't care about me… why did he ask me that question? She turned off the tap and sighed. That… I don't really know. Hinoki slid the door open, finding Kusunoki inside.
"Are you done in there?"
Keima and Kumuro sat at a table, waiting for Mari to prepare dinner. Keima lifted his PFP up, watching an older girl rubbing her hands on a man's head. I think I've found another route for Kumuro to go through and win her heart. However, it seems a bit too small for Kumuro to fit in. I think I'll help get a bit closer before confirming another route for him to take. Kumuro twiddled his thumbs, thinking about Hinoki. This is a bit weird… But somehow, I don't know if I like Hinoki-sama after all… Somehow, I like Kusunoki more than her… Should… Should I tell Keima about this and abandon this project of winning Hinoki-sama's heart?
Kumuro lifted his head up, gazing upon Keima's glowing eyes. I don't know… I don't really want to go through all this effort for merely nothing… I guess I could hang in there for longer… Mari placed the dishes on the table, drawing the boys' attention.
"Dinner's ready!"
A group of men entered the dojo, pulling up their face of determination. Keima and Kumuro followed after them, wearing their uniforms. Everyone stood at a spot and practice thrusting their arms forward. Hinoki entered the room, carrying a megaphone, a signboard and a roll of sticky tape with her. Her yellow latex jacket with black stripes on her sleeves complemented her orange boots and pink latex skirt. She placed the signboard on the ground and decorated the floor with sticky tape. She lifted her megaphone up, drawing everyone's attention.
"Guys wishing to get stronger, come forward!"
Everyone turned around, gazing upon Hinoki. Some gazed upon the board reading "Kazuga Dojo – Hinoki faction". Other gazed upon the floor revealing a picture of an arrow and a word "entrance". She gazed upon Keima and Kumuro standing closest to her.
"Hey glass-wearing boy and cat hair boy over there! Won't you join my dojo?"
Kumuro scratched his head, blinking at the signboard.
"Hinoki faction?"
"What's that?"
Keima sighed, watching her smile glowed brightly. This is bad… I didn't even see this coming unfortunately… Seems like Kumuro will soon get trapped into her own pace, and he may never get her to fall in love… Maybe I'll help Kumuro regain control... if it's still possible… Kusunoki strolled towards Hinoki, glaring at her.
"Ane-ue, what are you up to this time?"
Hinoki chuckled at her.
"Kusunoki! It's fine. I won't touch your disciples."
Keima watched Hinoki turned away from Kusunoki, laughing happily. Now that I think about it, she seemed a bit too perfect to be a simple naïve person… Is there really something hiding inside her? Is the dream Hinoki had in her mind actually her dream? Keima scratched his head, feeling his body shrinking.
"I'm sorry Hinoki-san! My friend and I would prefer having toushi teaching us!"
Kumuro, Hinoki and Kusunoki turned their heads, blinking at Keima. Keima buddy… What are you planning this time?
"Because toushu is stronger than Hinoki right? It seems that Hinoki-san doesn't do any kenpo at the moment."
Hinoki glared at Keima, making Keima's body grow. Kumuro dropped his jaws, feeling scared. What have you done Keima buddy? You're gonna doom us all! She chuckled sinisterly, making Kumuro scratch his head.
"I see now… You still don't believe in my strength."
She faced Kusunoki, holding her arms out.
"Then Kusunoki, let's spar!"
Kusunoki blinked at her sister. I… I don't know about this… Her disciples moved forward, watching the girls preparing the fight.
"A spar between Kusunoki-sama and Hinoki-sama? I wonder who the stronger one is!"
"It should be Kusunoki-sama right? Hinoki-sama did spend 5 years overseas and did other jobs…"
Hinoki smiled at Kusunoki, watching her cheeks redden.
"We got a chance to meet after such a long time… And you have nothing to say to me Kusunoki?"
"I'm sorry… I… I don't know how to talk to you…"
Keima placed his hands on his chin, studying Kusunoki's face. Interesting. The strong willed Kusunoki is very quiet and meek in front of Hinoki. I wonder if it has been like that since childhood… Kusunoki glared at her sister, holding her arms out and clenching her fists.
"So… I was waiting for the moment when I could face you."
Hinoki chuckled sinisterly.
"My my, what a clumsy person…"
Hinoki lowered her arms, placing her hands on her hips.
"I'll let you strike first then. How about that?"
Kusunoki blinked at Hinoki. I've seen this somewhere before… She grinned, responding to Hinoki's taunt.
"Fine with me!"
Kusunoki charged towards her sister using immense agility. She moved her arms away, aiming for the face. As she swung her arm out, Hinoki hastily jumped up, flipping over Kusunoki. Kusunoki widened her eyes, gasping at her realisation of her past mistake. Hinoki dived towards her, using her legs to lock her head. Hinoki flipped her body around mid air, slamming Kusnoki on the ground. Kusunoki's men gasped at the sight of the first brutal blow. Kumuro gasped, moving his hands to his lips. This is so awesome! It's almost like a stunt action movie being filmed! Keima nodded his head. Hinoki seemed to have some upper hand at this stage…
Hinoki chuckled, watching Kusunoki lying on the ground.
"So, how was that?"
She widened her eyes, watching Kusunoki's legs aiming for her head. In slow motion, she lowered her head avoiding a brutal blow. Kusunoki rotated her body around the floor, regaining her balance on her feet. Hinoki flipped backwards, landing on the floor. She placed her fingers near her cheeks.
"My my. You've improved slightly."
Kusunoki glared at her. I've forgotten how she mocks her enemies when I was young… Kuusnoki charged towards her, delivering a flurry of quick attacks. Using her immense agility, Hinoki wave her arms around, countering the blows. The spectators gasped, watching two girls fighting at fast speed.
"This is somehow too fast! I don't know what's going on right now!"
"Where's a slow-mo camera when we need one?"
"It's totally different from our normal training!"
"Hinoki-sama is also extremely stronger!"
Keima sighed, thinking about Kumuro's situation. Can I help Kumuro succeed with his capture? Hinoki smiled, finding a crack in Kusunoki's defences. She moved her legs around, trying to weaken her hips. Kusunoki widened her eyes, flipping to the side. She lowered her legs down, preparing for her flying kick. Kusunoki gasped, noticing another surprise attack coming. She pushed her body away from Hinoki, watching her sister flying towards her. Kusnoki pushed the door outside the dojo, landing on the ground. Her feet skid away, stopping near a tree. Hinoki slammed her body on the ground, smiling at Kusunoki.
The audience moved their heads near to dojo, watching Hinoki and Kusunoki facing each other. They stood still, gazing upon each other. Kusunoki lowered her arms, bowing her head at her sister.
"Th… Thank you for the spar…"
Hinoki blinked at Kusunoki surrendering. Kusunoki's disciples widened their eyes in shock.
"What the? It's over already?"
"Toushu lost?"
Hinoki took a few steps forward.
"What? You're giving up already?"
Kusunoki huffed and puffed quietly. Kumuro blinked at Kusunoki. She can't just give up easily… can she? Keima scratched his head, feeling confused. Hinoki… is more than strong enough. There's no way that her confidence is the problem… Hinoki pressed her hands on her hips, smiling at her.
"Kusunoki, you really surprised me! I really thought I was in trouble for a moment! You really are growing stronger!"
Kusunoki turned away from Hinoki, making her cheeks red.
"Th… thank you."
Hinoki placed her hands on her lips, smiling sinisterly.
"Your breasts are growing bigger too… I wonder if they're too heavy…"
Kusunoki's eyes twitched, feeling embarrassed.
"That… That has nothing to do with it!"
"So you've dropped the honouring now…"
Kusunoki's men moved forward, comforting their master.
"It's alright Toushu! It's your breast's fault you lost!"
"Toushu's breasts are the bad ones!"
"Maybe Toushu needs breast reduction."
Kusunoki gritted her teeth in rage. She kicked each men away form her, sending them flying inside the dojo.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Kumuro crossed his lips. This isn't going too well for Kusunoki…
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the corridors, walking past students around them. Kumuro scratched his head, thinking about Kusunoki. All of a sudden, I'm becoming more and more attracted to Kusunoki than Hinoki… Hinoki maybe seemingly be stronger and more beautiful than Kusunoki… I… I don't know if I like Hinoki as much… Images of Hinoki abusing Kumruo's body appeared in his mind. Somehow she doesn't seem like she's herself. Not that I really know of her… Keima gazed upon his PFP, watching two sisters fighting each other. I'm not really sure if Hinoki would truly have something to hide…
A younger fighter fell to the ground, getting knocked out by her older sister. A lot of things are entering my mind at this time. Some are saying that she seemed too good to be true… But it's like she's acting like herself and not acting like herself… Kumuro pressed his hands near his lips, letting his trail of thoughts fly off. I kinda like Kusunoki's hidden shy nature… it almost feels like something that only a few people should nurture. Kumuro sighed, having his mind on the current situation. Is this really a good time to tell Keima buddy I should just abandon the project altogether? Kumuro lifted his head up, noticing the sigh "2-B".
Keima and Kumuro entered the classroom. Keima sat at his seat, watching a girl hugging a guy on his PFP. Kumuro stood next to him, taking a deep breath.
"Keima buddy."
Keima lowered his PFP, staring at Kumuro.
"You have something you need from me?"
Kumuro nodded his head. Suddenly, Amika grasped Kumuros arms, smiling at him.
"Oh Kumuro-sama! I haven't seen you for days!"
Kumuro turned around, scratching his head.
"Oh… Uh… that's really funny…"
Amika rubbed her head on Kumuro's arms, feeling her heart thumping quickly. Maybe this time, if I flirt more… Victory will be mine!
"Where have you been the last few days? I've been missing your handsome face for days!"
Kumruo crossed his lips, thinking up of an excuse.
"Uhh… Welll… Umm… You see…"
"Mu… Mu… Muhara… and Kat… Katsuragi…"
Keima and Kumuro turned his head around, noticing Kusunoki waiting by the door. His eyes widened, witnessing her cheeks glowing red. Her luscious black hair glowed from the school lights. Her eyes glowed, revealing her feminine side. Kumuro blushed, feeling heart thumping quickly. Amika dropped her jaws, surprised of Kusunoki's presence. Eh? What's that Karate girl doing here? And why does she want my Kumuro-sama and that damn Otamegane? Her body trembled, watching many people blinking at her.
"Come… Come here."
Keima stood up from the ground, walking near her. Kumuro followed after him, releasing his arm from Amika's grasp. The students chattered amongst each other, bewildered of Kusunoki's appearance. Kusunoki gently held Keima and Kumuro, dragging out of their classroom.
"Co… Come for a moment. We have to talk!"
Author's Note: For those who have been anxiously been waiting for Hinoki for a long time... here she is now! Hop you enjoy this chapter and this series.