Chapter 17: Lifting the curse…
Kusunoki dragged Keima and Kumuro through the corridors, drawing the student's attention. Suddenly Kusunoki stopped, noticing a mysterious man standing in front of her.
"Keima! Kumuro! Kusunoki! Stop what you are doing right now!"
Kusunoki blinked at the man, noticing his face concealed by the shadows.
"Who are you?"
The man sighed.
"I'm just helping the author out by giving this letter to the boys."
He held out a piece of paper in front of Kusunoki, making her release Keima and Kumuro's arms. Keima and Kumuro stood up from the ground, standing next to the man. Keima snatched it from him, reading the letter:
Dear Keima, Kumuro, Kusunoki and fellow readers, since this fanfic series has been out for quite a while, I am more than happy to celebrate the series by make a special omake-type chapter that will follow a series of event (mostly filled with crossovers) that you boys could be in!
Yours truly,
SSDrwh0
Keima and Kumuro blinked at the letter. Shrugging off the confusion, Keima gritted his teeth in rage.
(Keima) "I got enough trouble dealing with Kumuro and this series! Why the hell do I have to put up with him in other shows?"
(Kumuro) "Why are you blaming the staff of this series? I don't like you too, but I have to put up with your annoyingness!"
(Keima) "I had enough of reality making more shenanigans! I just wish I get to play some games with peace and quiet!"
(Kumuro) "Why are we speaking without any actions implemented by the author? It's not really like him, is it?"
(Author) "I don't really like this type of style that much, but hey, I felt like doing this once in a while…"
(Keima) "Who the hell is speaking out of nowhere?"
(Kusunoki) "What the hell's going on?"
(Author) "I am god…"
(Keima, lowering his eyelids) "No. Seriously…"
(Author) "Really… I'm actually the true capturing god… I now got right where I want the two of you to be at! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!"
(Keima, gritting his teeth) "Will you please tell us already?"
(Author, sighing) "Fine… I'm the guy who wrote the letter. Now this place is getting boooooring…"
(Keima and Kumuro) "What's up with that? And why are you getting us to do your dirty work?"
(Author) "I also wanted you to do this because after you have done this, you guys can take breaks and play your games to your heart's content!"
Keima widened his eyes, jumping up with joy.
"I'll do it!"
Kumuro scratched his head, feeling confused.
"Huh? Now everything's back to normal?"
The mysterious man placed his arms on the shoulders, dragging them out of the school corridors.
"Come boys. We must now prepare for the first show!"
Keima and Kumuro strolled with the mysterious man. Kusunoki gritted at the mysterious man abducting the boys.
"Where are you guys going right now?"
Chapter 17: A series of comical events (plus the big finale!)
Author's note: Welcome to the special event, hosted by none other than myself! I'm kinda sorry for teasing you for the sister mini-series, but this chapter acts mainly as a reference to TWGOK manga in chapter 94, except this has more content in it (no, I'm not saying that this is better than chapter 94)! I hope you enjoy it and look forward to the gripping conclusion of Hinoki's story. For now, let's go to the backstage before the first event…
Keima gazed upon Kumuro, wearing a girl's uniform and holding a wig.
"Hey Otamegane! Why the hell do I have to wear the same thing I used in chapter 16?"
Keima gritted his teeth.
"For the hundredth time, stop calling me that annoying name!"
The mysterious man emerged from nowhere, walking towards Kumuro.
"Ah yes, you'll be replacing out actress for the role of Elsie."
Kumuro widened his eyes, feeling his cheeks red. He turned around, frowning at the mysterious man.
"Why do I have to dress up as a girl for the third time? Can't you find someone else?"
Amika strolled towards Kumuro, holding her wig out.
"I have to play as some girl called Haqua. You'll may as well suck it up and do as the author has intended!"
Kumuro gritted his teeth at Amika.
"Well I fail to see the author letting you go out with me!"
Amika clenched her fists.
"The Kumuro I knew and loved is 100 times better than your damn self!"
The mysterious man sighed, walking away from them.
"You guys better get your act together. The first event, a crossover, starts in 5."
Author's note: At , the first two stories will be separated as separate crossover stories, making them stand-alone. You will find the links to the first two events below the page. The third and final one is right below the links.
Omake#1 Part 1:
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Omake#2 Part 2:
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Omake#1 part 3: The Big Finale
The students sat at their seats, chatting amongst others. Kumuro hummed to himself, waiting patiently for a teacher to arrive. Chihiro strummed on her guitar, hearing a few chords calling to her. Ayumi rested her head on her desk, snoring loudly. Miyako turned her head around, blinking at Ayumi. Did she practice too hard last night? Amika gazed upon Kumuro's hair, daydreaming about him and her strolling through a field of flowers together. Keima gazed upon his PFP, watching a girl dressing up as Juliet. This company uses the Romeo and Juliet theme quite heavily. I wonder why they did that...
Kodama entered the room, carrying a book with him. He gleamed with joy, feeling very happy.
"Today, I have a special assignment for all you nice students here!"
The students blinked at Kodama, finding him feeling somewhat cheery. Kodama placed his book on the desk, revealing the title "Romeo and Juliet".
"You all are going to re-enact a play together for the following weeks! With the modern day version of the playbooks, you will all have no trouble speaking in IIINGRISH!"
Amika widened her eyes, feeling excited. I heard of that play before... It's about two couples falling in love with each other, particularly with the main characters. I MUST get the role of Juliet! And I shall make Kumuro mine in the process! Kodama drew a line in the middle of the board.
"Since we have more than enough people doing the play, I shall split this class into two so that there will be two groups doing the play."
Miyako raised her hands up, drawing Kodama's attention.
"How does this help us get better at speaking English? And is this really compulsory?"
Kodama chuckled triumphantly.
"Little girl. You should feel honoured to at least participate in a play. I will be marking on how well you can recite parts in the play, but..."
Kodama lowered his eyelids, forming shadows around his face.
"The group who gives out the best performance shall get extra marks for their upcoming mid-term tests!"
The students turned around whispering amongst each other.
"Is this even true?"
"Can teachers really do that?"
"Who cares? Let's do this! Let's get extra marks!"
Kodama smiled sinisterly. Fools... Kodama turned around, writing the names on each side.
"I have made pre-determined participants onto each speaking characters. For those who only have extras, you will also get tested for your English skills another time."
The students leaned forward. Some of them gasped, witnessing Keima's name on the board.
"Eh? Otamegane's going to be Romeo?"
Kodama giggled sinisterly. Now I got you this time, you damn brat! Let's see how you gonna get a hundred on that! Kodama cleared his throat, explaining his choices.
"You all wanted the people from the drama clubs to be the main characters right? It's not that I hate those people, but this is to level the playing field."
Keima lowered his PFP, watching everyone gazing upon him. What's all the commotion now? Amika focused on the board, finding her name there. Suddenly, her eyes glimmered, feeling victorious. Yes! Now I will find my Romeo next to it... Suddenly, her eyes widened, finding Miyako's name on it. Eh? What's going on there? Why is her name there? Amika gasped, finding all of the girl's names on one side. This... this can't be! Kumuro found his name on the board, finding another name "Mercutio" next to his. Interesting... I wonder what he's like... Keima gazed upon the board, finding his name there.
It seems like we're doing a play now... apparently, I'm the main character, Romeo... I wonder who's playing Juliet. Keima moved his eyes around, searching across the board. He cocked his eyes, finding the name "Yoshino Asami". Hmm... I never heard of this girl before... He turned around, feeling a weird vibe around him. He gazed upon Asami staring at him. Her eyes glimmered brightly. Her pony tail stood out, hanging out on her right. Keima blinked at Asami, studying her face. Who's that girl staring at me? Could she be that Asami girl I had never heard of? Asami gasped, turning her head away from him.
She lifted her book up, gazing upon it. Keima shrugged as he turned around. Asami lowered her book, blinking at Keima. Kodama handed out a textbook to each student, strolling around the classroom.
"Now... All you need to do now is to study the play carefully assigned by each person. If you are an extra, your best bet is to help others out with acting and follow the actions. Everything's in English, so there will be no help from me in terms of translation."
Kodama returned to his seat, smiling at everyone.
"One more thing. Good luck everyone!"
The students formed into two groups, sitting away from each other. Each student held their books out, reading the play carefully. Miyako smiled, enjoying a few lines for Romeo.
"I kinda like playing the male character. His lines are romantic!"
Chihiro folded her arms, closing her eyes.
"Well it's not like many boys bother trying to be romantic to girls!"
Ayumi blushed, reading the juicy parts form Romeo.
"You should read Romeo's lines Chihiro-san. I... I think I'm starting to fall in love with it!"
The girls turned their heads around, watching Amika grumbling angrily. Why can't Kumuro at least be on this side? Miyako blinked at Amika folding her arms.
"Amika-chan. Is there something bothering you?"
On the other side away from Amika and the girls, a few boys stood up discussing about the game plan.
"So it's basically girls vs. boys. We boys must not let the girls win at all costs!"
The girls standing near them folded their arms.
"You know... We girls can hear what you're saying."
The leader turned his head around, gritting his teeth in rage.
"Shut up! I don't want any rambling from you!"
The leader faced his men, pulling out a piece of paper.
"We only got a few days to get practicing with the script. We all wanted to get extra marks, right?"
The boys salute to the leader, shouting "Yes, sir" at the same time. The leader turned around, frowning at Keima playing his PFP.
"You there! Since you are our main star, you better get reading!"
Keima chuckled sinisterly.
"Fools... why would I need to read those outdated book?"
Kumuro stepped outside the boys' line strolling towards Keima.
"But Keima buddy, you need to read the lines so it flows with the play. You can't just wing something like this you know!"
The leader moved his head forward, snarling at him.
"Listen to your damn follower, Otamegane! There's no way you could just magically say everything in English you know!"
Keima's glasses shine, blinding the leader. He lifted himself from the chair, adjusting his glasses.
"Listen closely, troubled students. There is only one thing you needed to know..."
Keima lifted his PFP up, making the screen shine.
"The power of the PFP brings endless knowledge!"
Kumuro and the leader dropped their jaws, feeling flabbergasted. An image of a guy dressed up as Romeo appeared on the screen.
"This game will help me perform well at plays like this. It's only a matter of converting from Japanese to English."
The leader punched him in the face, knocking Keima to the ground. He repeatedly kicked Keima in the stomach, making him cough out in pain.
"I can't believe that our fate of getting marks depends on this crazy gamer! Why can't it be someone else who's not like him?"
The leader stopped kicking Keima, making him stand up. Keima gritted his teeth in rage. If I was given a minor role, then these damn idiots would've left me be in the first place! The leader pushed the book towards Keima placing them on his hands.
"If I catch you playing your damn PFP, I'm gonna send a gang of thugs and let them bash the hell outta you!"
Kumuro placed his hands on Keima's backs.
"No pressure buddy..."
Keima sighed. Well... it can't be helped... He lifted the book up, flipping through pages. The leader moved his head around, searching for someone.
"By the way, where's this Yoshino girl?"
The leader spotted Asami sitting at a corner. He strolled towards her, placing his hands on the desk.
"Are you the one playing Juliet?"
Asami lifted her head up, gazing upon the leader. Her body trembled in fear, feeling her head spinning around. She gasped, feeling her throat shrinking. Her eyes watered, wanting to run away from him. The leader's group turned their heads around, gazing upon Asami. Keima and Kumuro followed everyone, wondering what's going on. Kumuro widened his eyes, discovering another person in his class. Hey! I've never seen her before! Keima gazed upon Asami's face, cocking his eyebrows. Hmm... I wonder why she's not reacting. The leader leaned his head forward, making her lean away from him.
"Hey. Aren't you going to respond?"
He blinked at her gazing upon his face. He sighed as he faced away from her.
"If this damn girl's playing Juliet, looks like we're done for!"
Asami sighed as she moved her head to her book.
Asami strolled through the school grounds, carrying her purse with her. She gazed upon the book in her hand, reading the title "Romeo and Juliet". I... I never thought it would come true, getting a chance to meet Katsuragi-kun... Her body formed goose bumps, having an image of Keima inside his mind. But now that everyone's aware of my presence... I... I don't know what to do... She opened the book, finding a line about Romeo and Juliet kissing. She widened her eyes in fear, gasping at the word "kiss". I... I have to do that? She closed the book quickly, trying not to think of the forbidden word.
I... I have no idea that kissing's going to be involved... Asami sighed, shedding a tear from his eyes. Even if I don't have to kiss... how... how should I approach this guy? If... If I talk I... Her head spun around, forcing her to puke. Here it goes again... just like when the other guy demanded me to respond... She stood still, waiting for her dizziness to disappear. It… it's no use. Even if my wish came true, what should I do? She continued strolling, reaching for her home. Suddenly, a girl looking identical to her stood in front of her, wearing a different uniform. Asami gazed upon the girl, studying her face. She then smiled, feeling glad to see a familiar face.
"Ikuma-chan! How was school today?"
The girl called Ikuma sighed.
"Well… I guess it was fine as usual…"
Ikuma moved her eyes, noticing a book in Asami's hand.
"Say, is that a playbook?"
Asami nodded her head.
"I'm participating in a play…"
Ikuma widened her eyes, smiling with joy. She moved closer to her, making Asami cower a bit.
"Say, are you playing as Juliet?"
Asami nodded her head confidently. Ikuma wrapped her arms around, feeling proud of her sister.
"Wow, you might become the star of a play!"
Ikuma dragged Asami inside the house, taking her inside her room. Ikuma sat on her bed, gazing upon Asami.
"So, who's playing as Romeo?"
Asami giggled nervously, scratching her head.
"Well… there was that one guy in my class…"
"Awwh… come on. I swear I won't tell anyone about it."
Asami sighed. Well, Ikuma-chan's my ane-ue after all…
"Well… this guy isn't really liked by many people… He… his name's Katsuragi Keima…"
Ikuma stood close to her, grinning sinisterly.
"Say, how close are you to this Katsuragi guy?"
Asami's cheeks reddened.
"Oh… I uhh…"
Ikuma placed her hands on her sister's shoulders.
"You barely talked to him, even though you know his name?"
Asami sighed. I… I'm not really used to other people… Ikuma sighed, feeling empathy for her sister.
"Imouto… You know how much I stress about making friends. And you haven't made one since middle school. Do you need me to help you with everything?"
Asami turned around, facing away from Ikuma.
"I… I'll be fine at school."
"Are you sure? Will you be able to go through the play well?"
Ikuma lifted herself from her bed, placing her hands on her shoulders.
"I'll help you get your confidence up for this play, okay? Then you should be able to do things fine."
Ikuma and Asami sat next to each other. Asami gazed upon Ikuma skimming through the pages. Ikuma closed the book, handing it out to her sister.
"Okay. I'm done now."
Asami gently pulled the book off Ikuma, gazing upon the title.
"Are you sure you can revise all of this?"
Ikuma nodded her head.
"Well I do have an excellent memory. Maybe I'm like a camera that takes every single snapshot of life!"
Asami giggled, covering her lips. Ikuma opened the book up, turning a few pages over.
"Here's a line for you."
Asami read the line carefully, trying to speak in English.
"Mother… I am here… what… what…"
Ikuma sighed.
"It goes like this – "Mother! I am Here! What is it you want to talk about?""
Asami sighed, having an image of Keima inside her mind.
"I… I'm not sure if I'm fit to play the main role… maybe a minor role will be fine…"
Ikuma placed her hands on Asami's shoulders, getting her to gaze upon Ikuma's face.
"How about this: every time you look at anyone, think of them as me. Got it?"
Asami blinked at Ikuma. She then nodded her head, reading the same line again.
"Mother. I am here. What is it you want to talk about?"
Ikuma clapped her hands, cheering for her sister.
"Yay! Now you're getting the hang of it!"
Two groups of students sat opposite to each other, holding their books out. Kodama gazed upon unwary students, grinning sinisterly. That's right… you all keep on practicing and getting better… Chihiro and Ayumi stood up, holding their pencils out.
"You dare to mock the Montagues? I for one will not stand for this!"
"Oh… so you're going to fight for your dear old Romeo?"
"As a matter of fact, I am!"
Miyako held her hands out to Ayumi, forming a concerned look on her face.
"Mercutio! Please don't do this!"
Ayumi and Chihiro took a step forward, swinging their pens around and giggling happily. Amika placed her hands on her cheeks, gazing upon Kumuro standing on the other side. Everyday… it seemed like I'm being dragged further and further away from Kumuro-sama. Why hath thou be distanced away from thee? Miyako gently budged on Amika's back, drawing her attention.
"Amika-chan. It's your turn to act out."
On the other side of the room, ten soldiers lined up together, reading the script. The leader nodded his head, watching his men execute the play brilliantly. Keima skimmed through the pages, flipping each finished page over. Even though this book has modern-day translations, this book seemed to still be outdated. When will people realise the old is no longer relevant and the ever-growing ideals of 2D girls are far superior to 3D people's shitty ideals? The leader grasped onto Keima's shoulder, pulling him near Asami.
"Okay Otamegane! We're up to scene 5 of act 1! So make everything count in rehersals!"
Keima sighed, flipping through the pages. Asami blushed, feeling her heart thumping quickly. Wow… I never knew how close I can get to Katsuragi-kun… Keima read the lines out loud in English.
"Oh my heart beats quickly as I gaze upon this beauty you possessed. My cheeks reddened as I gaze upon your dazzling face!"
All of the boys and the leader dropped their jaws, flabbergasted of Keima's voice. The leader twitched his eyes, feeling petrified. O… Otamegane's voice… how… how can he possess a romantic voice? Asami's heart thumped quicker, touched by his voice. He… He almost sounds like a true gentleman… Asami closed her eyes, breathing in and out. Okay, I must gain confidence of this! She opened her eyes, picturing Keima's head distorting into Ikuma.
"Oh… Oh my. You seemed to have a lot of devotion for me. But dear Ane-ue, will you be able to kiss as well as you compliment people?"
Everyone around her blinked at Asami.
"An… Ane-ue?"
She gasped, covering her lips. Oh no! I accidently said Ane-ue and not stranger! Asami lifted herself off the chair, running out of the classroom. They turned their heads around, blinking at Asami leaving the classroom.
Asami strolled through the streets, titling her head down in shame. I… I don't think I'm right to be the leading actress… I… I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to talk to other people normally… Suddenly, Asami stopped moving, lifting her head up. She noticed Ikuma standing in front of her.
"Ikuma-chan…"
Ikuma blinked at her sister.
"Are… are you alright?"
Asami sighed.
"I… I screwed up today…"
Ikuma covered her face with her hands.
"Oh…"
Asami nodded her head.
"I… I accidentally mentioned about you…"
Ikuma wrapped her arms around Asami.
"It's okay… Don't' worry too much. You'll get better…"
"I… I doubt it…"
Ikuma leaned away from Asami, gazing upon Asami's defeated face. She crossed her lips, feeling worried. I must do something about Imouto. I can't let her think so negatively!
Keima strolled through the streets, playing his PFP. I've been working like a horse non-stop in class! I'm so glad to be out of school! These idiots won't leave me alone wherever I go! Ikuma hid behind the wall, watching Keima stroll past her. Luckily I found a person who knows where I can find this Katsuragi guy. Now I just need to act like my Imouto. Ikuma strolled out of the alleyway, catching up to Keima. She placed her hands on his shoulders, catching his attention. He turned around, blinking at Ikuma. Is… is that the girl from my class? Ikuma chuckled nervously, trying to act like Asami.
"I… I got a bit embarrassed of saying some weird things in class… I… I was wondering if you can help me with it…"
Keima cocked his eyebrows. Hang on… This girl is a bit odd to be someone I kinda know of. Unless…
"Say… Are you that girl's sister?"
Ikuma blinked at Keima, witnessing his god-like eyes. How… how could he figure something out like this so quickly? Keima turned around, lowering his PFP.
"You know. That sister of yours did mention something about you. So I figured that you could be her sister… besides, I assume that you have a different personality from your sister, am I correct?"
Ikuma gasped, placing her hands on her lips. Who… is that guy?
"How… how could you tell so quickly?"
Keima turned away from Ikuma, strolling away from her.
"Usually in games, girls have distinct personalities. This scenario here is no exception."
Ikuma held her hands out.
"Wait!"
Keima turned around, blinking at Ikuma. Ikuma sighed, having an image of Asami inside her mind.
"Could… could you help my sister out? I just wanted to get her confidence up in terms of interacting with others."
Keima sighed. Usually, I would refuse… however, those damn idiots wanted to win badly… so I guess there's little choice I have at this moment…
Asami sat at her desk, reading through the notes. On paper, it seemed so simple to follow… but when I tried reciting these lines… I… I'm having trouble with even one word… Ikuma entered the room, carrying Keima with her.
"Imouto, I found someone who could help you succeed…"
Asami turned around, finding Keima inside her room. She gasped, feeling her heart thumping. This… this is too soon… I…Ikuma strolled towards her, placing her hands on her sister's shoulders.
"It'll be fine. Please let this classmate of yours help you out."
Asami sighed, feeling breathless. Ane-ue… why… why did you do this to me? I… I'm not ready for this… Keima sighed. Seems like I've seen this look before! A classic case of shy people… looks like it might be a bit difficult to deal with.
"I think you should let her try speaking to me for a while. She won't be able to talk a lot if she's extremely nervous to see someone like me."
Ikuma and Asami turned around, blinking at Keima. (Asami) This… this guy… he's really… kind… (Ikuma) Now he's the one giving out advices? What kinda of person is he anyway? Asami gave out a weak smile to Keima.
"I… I appreciate it."
Ikuma widened her eyes, feeling surprised. Wow! It worked! Ikuma wrapped her arms around her sister, smiling joyously.
"Imouto! I'm so proud of you!"
Keima smiled at them, pulling out his book.
"Well… since I have eased the tension, maybe we should focus on one line at a time."
Many students stood inside the theatre, facing Kodama. They held their costumes in their hands, blinking at them. Kodama sat on the chair next to his guests, gazing upon the students. Miyako held her hands out, grabbing Kodama's attention.
"Excuse me, but why do we need costumes to perform a play?"
Kodama laughed loudly.
"Well… I would like to make your play a bit more… Authenitc! Besides, these will help you perform well!"
Keima and Asami stood inside the stage, gazing upon the people walking out of the stage. Asami trembled in fear, feeling worried. I know Katsuragi-kun and I have been practicing a lot… but I don't feel confident today… Keima turned his head, witnessing Asami's scared face. Well… I shouldn't really expect her to get confident within a few days. Still… Keima placed his hands on Asami, making her eyes stretch out.
"Ka-ka… Katsuragi-kun?"
She slowly turned her head, watching Keima smile.
"Don't worry… you'll be fine."
Amika placed her hands on her head, groaning with frustration. Even thought I got the lines done perfectly… I still feel shit! Oh why does Kumuro-sama have to be on the other side… Kumuro strolled towards Amika, wearing his costume.
"Hey there Amika-chan!"
Kumuro sat next to Amika, gazing upon her face.
"Say… what's wrong?"
Amika sighed. What… what should I say to him? Should… should I lie?
"I… I feel awkward… performing with a female actor playing a male character."
Kumuro shrugged.
"Did you know that in 16th century England, only men can act, and so younger men were used to play female roles?"
Amika turned around, blinking at Kumuro.
"Is… Is this actually true?"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"It's really fascinating actually. I never thought that could occur. I researched that while I was studying my parts as Mercutio. Maybe if you think of her as some other guy you fancy… maybe you don't have to worry about your concerns at all!"
Amika smiled at Kumuro, gazing upon his dazzling face.
"Thanks Kumuro-sama!"
Kodama clapped for the female students bowing down at him.
"Bravo! That was excellent!"
The girls walked out of the stage, chatting amongst each other. Kodama's friends turned around, discussing about the play.
"I kinda like how there are decent female actresses playing as boys."
"It promotes girls in the drama industry, but not only with female roles!"
"Somehow for me, the lack of boys didn't make this play authentic enough."
The curtains were drawn together momentarily, drawing the audience's attention. The curtains slowly opened, revealing two men entering the stage. They drew their swords out, watching two opposing men marching forward. They drew their swords out, charging towards their opposing enemies. The audience nodded their head, feeling thrilled by the actions made by the actors.
Keima stood near the actor of Benvolio, facing the audience.
"Oh Rosaline! Oh Rosaline! I just wished she's with me… the thought of not having her is aching my heart."
Benvolio raised his hands out, pointing towards the ceiling.
"Then… we shall all go to the ball, for you must seek that your love for her will win her heart!"
The critics whispered amongst each other, gazing upon Keima.
"This actor for Romeo is so romantic."
"He's definitely a perfect actor for romantic plays!"
"We must make him a rising star!"
Keima stood near Asami, moving close to her. He sighed, making his cheeks red.
"Oh my heart beats quickly as I gaze upon this beauty you possessed. My cheeks reddened as I gaze upon your dazzling face!"
Asami smiled at Keima, feeling goose bumps holding her body. The more I look at Katsuragi-kun, the more I seemed to enjoy his looks… She held her hands out to him, closing her eyes.
"Oh my. You seemed to have a lot of devotion for me. But dear stranger, will you be able to kiss as well as you compliment people?"
Keima slowly touched her hands, making her cheeks redden. He slowly pressed his lips against her hand, making her heart thump quicker. Keima lifted his head up, smiling at Asami.
"Do I not kiss as well as I compliment?"
The female critic fell on the ground, feeling her heart thumping.
"Oh I can't stop falling for this actor of Romeo! He has definitely captured my heart!"
Two other critics moved their heads, gazing upon her.
"Are you alright?"
"You've been at this the whole time!"
Keima and Kumuro stood next to each other, lining up with other actors. As all of the participants bowed down, Kodoma and his friends clapped for them. They walked out of the stage, chatting amongst each other. The critics turned around, discussing about Keima's performance.
"This Katsuragi guy's the one! We should make him a rising star!"
"What about that Yoshino girl? She seemed to have a huge drive for drama and romance! We should use her as well!"
"That's a good idea! Take both of these students for our play!"
The critics turned around, smiling at Kodama.
"We have decided!"
Kodama smiled sinisterly. Yes… now Katsuragi-kun will be doomed not to get a hundred!
Keima and Kumuro took off their costumes, placing them back inside the coat hangers. Kumuro sighed, closing his eyes.
"I just wish this thing will go on for longer! I enjoy playing the part of Mercutio!"
Keima and Kumuro strolled away from the costumes, heading out of the stage room. Suddenly, they stopped moving, watching Asami standing near Keima.
"I… I like to thank you…. Katsuragi-kun."
Keima blinked at her, watching her move near him. Her cheeks glowed red, making her eyes glimmer form the lights. She wrapped her arms around Keima, making him and Kumuro widen their eyes. Keima's cheeks reddened, feeling his heart thump quickly. Her heart thumped at the same rate. She closed her eyes, feeling a warm glowing vibe around her.
"Thank you… for making me confident."
The students talked amongst each other, facing each other.
"That was a really good week!"
"For once, I didn't have to worry about school work!"
"Maybe that Kodama guy isn't really that bad after all…"
Amika gazed upon Kumuro. Oh Kumuro… someday… thou hath his heart taken by thee… Asami gazed upon Keima, watching him play his PFP. It seems like everything's back to normal… She sighed, thinking about the times with him. Maybe it's best if it's just the way it was with my current life… A female student moved towards her, standing near her.
"Hey there!"
Asami turned her head around, blinking at a student. The student smiled at her.
"I love how you acted in the play."
Asami blinked at the student. Is she… talking to me? Asami smiled, closing her eyes.
"Thanks."
Kodama entered the room, standing near his desk.
"I will now announce the good news!"
The students faced Kodama, smiling at him. He placed a pile of sheets on the desk.
"Since I lied to you about assessing you with the play, you will all do a pre-test for the mid-term tests!"
The students widen their eyes, feeling confused.
"Eh?"
Kodama chuckled sinisterly.
"Why would any of you think that this play will serve any purpose for the tests? I merely gave you a very unnecessary break…"
The students sulked, feeling deceived. Kodama pointed at Katsuragi and Asami, drawing their attention.
"The only exceptions are Yoshino Asami and Katsuragi Keima!"
The students glared at Keima, making him lower his PFP. What's going on, I thought I would be left alone by now. He faced Kodama, witnessing him laughing evilly.
"Katsuragi-kun! Yoshino-san! Instead of the two of you studying for five days, you will be performing for Misato High's drama club. After doing that, you will do a test without any days of studying!"
Asami blinked at Kodama. What's the whole point of me doing that? Keima blinked at Kodama. Is this how you would prevent me from getting 100? Keima shrugged, making Kodama drop his jaws.
"It's okay! I can study both at the same time!"
Kodama gritted his teeth, slamming a test paper on Keima's desk.
"Fine then! Why don't you do the tests now?"
Epilogue: Backstage Pass
Keima strolled through the dressing room, giggling sinisterly. He gazed upon his PFP, tapping buttons on it.
"Yes! After enduring with a lot of gruelling plays I have to participate in, I can now finally move out of here and play 200 hours of non-stop games! Finally! Now reality's not going to screw me around anymore!"
Suddenly, Keima stopped moving, lowering his PFP. He watched Kumuro gaze upon his PFP, tapping the buttons rapidly. Keima slowly moved his head near Kumuro, watching the screen. Keima widened his eyes, witnessing Yotsuba coveting Kumuro. Wha… What is this? Why the hell's Kumuro with my Yokkyun? Kumuro turned his head, facing Keima. Kumuro's god-like eyes sent Keima shivering.
"I'm trying to play. Please leave me alone."
Keima dropped his jaws. H… Hey! Is Kumuro trying to act like me? Gritting his teeth in rage, Keima shouted at Kumuro.
"What the hell's your problem, trying to act like me?"
Kumuro gritted his teeth. He lifted himself of the chair, strolling away from Keima.
"I didn't have any problems, until you showed up!"
Kumuro sat on another chair, resuming his mission.
"Reality likes to bother me a lot with these annoying pests, doesn't he?"
Keima leaned forward, shouting at him.
"Hey! Don't start pretending that you hate reality! That's what I'm supposed to do!"
Kumuro lowered his PFP, glaring at Keima.
"If you really are like me, you wouldn't be talking to me right now!"
Keima gasped, feeling offended. Damn that Kumuro… he may be right… But that does not mean THAT HE CAN IMPERSONATE ME AND MOCK ME LIKE THIS! Kumuro lifted his PFP up, resuming his game. Keima pointed his fingers at Kumuro, having his eyes glow red.
"The Kumuro I know of wouldn't play the games I like! He wouldn't be this calm! He should be afraid of almost anything! He always has some feminine side to him! He would start caring about his friends (even though I don't like him to be my friend, as I never cared about having any), he always wanted to become a writer, wanting to unleash his imagination inside of him, he never had a good sense of logic, he loves that damn anime show a lot, he's a huge fan of that Kanon girl, and most of all, you can't have those god-like eyes like I have. Plus, you don't even have the catchphrases I use all the time!"
Kumuro grinned sinisterly, making his eyes glimmer.
"I can see the ending…"
Fumes poured out of Keima's head, clenching his fists. That's it! Now you pissed me off! Keima charged towards Kumuro, punching him in the face. Kumuro fell off his chair, groaning in pain. Keima dived towards Kumuro, unleashing a series of attacks. Clouds formed around the boys, concealing the fight. The mysterious man strolled towards the boys, shaking his head.
"I knew that this kind of mishap will occur after the series of comical events…"
The clouds disappeared, revealing Keima lifting Kumuro's shirt up. The boys turned their heads around, facing the man.
"Keima. I can't believe you're getting out of character! I'm afraid to say that I must relinquish you of your role as Keima."
Keima widened his eyes, dropping Kumuro on the ground. This… this can't be happening! The mysterious man pointed his fingers at Kumuro.
"You. Since you're becoming more of a main character than Keima will ever be, how would you like to take Keima's place?"
Kumuro lifted his PFP up, gazing upon the screen.
"Who are you? And why are you disturbing me"
The mysterious man nodded his head.
"Ahh… top class acting. How wonderful!"
Keima dropped his jaws. Now he's acting like I barely existed? No… NOOO! I won't let anyone steal my identity from me! Keima squatted on the ground, playing his PFP.
"Look at me! I'm playing games like Kumuro's doing."
Keima gritted his teeth in rage.
"I hate reality so much that I wanted to go to another world! A world full of 2D girls!"
Keima moved away from Kumuro, squatting near a wall.
"I don't like to interact with others, so I'm just going to play right here!"
The mysterious man moved his hands to his chin, going "hmm…" He nodded his head as he pointed at Keima.
"Okay then. How would you like to play the role of Kumuro then?"
Keima turned his head around, revealing his zombie-like face. This… is the worst… nightmare… I ever had!
Author's Note: The truth is... I kinda struggled finding a suitable story for it... until I thought about using one of the light novel characters. Yes, I have never read the light novel ones (ones that are translated that is)... but I decided to use sources form wikipedia to try and get her (and her twin sister's) personalities right. All in all, I also used the Romeo and Juliet theme to further highlight the setting of TWGOK and the fanfic series, (though this is not what the plot's about). As for the "epilogue" this is inspired by a (negative) comment on this fanfic. This is pretty much what Kumuro could be like if he wa apparently the "same" as Keima.
I hpe you enjoyed the following extras. And yes, I will post the concluson to the sisters mini-series shortly (hence, this is why I made an early chapter release).