Chapter 22: Let loose, the dogs of war!
Tenri laid her body on her bed, gazing upon the ceiling. Keima-kun's doing a great job helping Haibara-san so far… I just hope she'll be fine by the time she's with someone else… She closed her eyes, picturing herself lying next to Keima. He caressed her face, making her body produce goose bumps. His glowing handsome face complemented his swaying groomed brown hair. His god-like eyes matched perfectly with his gentle smile. Her heart thumped quickly, feeling his hands on her cheeks. He whispered to her, making her smile. You really are like no other girls… I… I want to be with you…
He moved his head forward, reaching for her lips. Forever… He pressed his lips against hers, making her cheeks blush. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth around her. I… I wish Keima-kun's like this… She widened her eyes, feeling ashamed of herself. She pushed herself against the wall, huddling her body together. Ever since I kissed him… I kept dreaming about him, wanting him to be mine… But… He pictured Keima holding his PFP. He's no one's boyfriend… he's the type of person who prefers to be alone… I… I guess there's no way he would choose me, let alone choose anyone for himself…
"Tenri-chan! You're missing out!"
Tenri slowly hopped out of her bed, placing her feet on the ground.
"Coming mother!"
She strolled out of her room, reaching for the living room. I… I forgot about the show… I think I missed out on half of the stuff… oh well… It's not like I would enjoy it anyway...
"We interrupt this program to bring you something more shocking than other worldwide news being presented soon!"
Tenri widened her eyes, feeling surprised. What's going on now? Is there going to be an earthquake? A mass shootout? New epidemic? She entered the living room, watching her mother lean forward.
"What's going on?"
The news reporter cleared his throat before speaking.
"There is yet an unconfirmed rumour that's been spreading wide from the country of Japan, and it all started in a city called Majima."
An image of Kanon and Keima kissing each other appeared on screen. Tenri widened her eyes in fear. WWHAAA-? H…How? How could this have happened? Her body trembled in fear. Ke… Keima-kun never told me about this before… Tears poured out of her eyes, feeling betrayed. I… I'm such an idiot…
Chihiro strummed her guitar, smiling at the guitar noises drawing her away from the TV. The TV showed two mages casting spells at each other. One of them shouted about his enemy's doom drawing near. The other one swears to him to vanquish his body and end his tyranny. She moved the frets around while singing to herself. Finally! After making the lyrics of the song, I've also come up with the chords and melody of the guitar for it! I'm gonna try this out for tomorrow's band practice. Suddenly, an image of Keima appeared inside her mind, making her grit her teeth in rage.
"Dammit! I'm having this damn Otamegane inside my mind again!"
Her mind conjured Kanon standing next to him. The two held hands together, moving their heads forward. Chihiro closed her eyes, trying to prevent herself from seeing Kanon and Keima's intimacy. Now I'm starting to picture something very disgusting! Dammit! Why am I thinking about this! This is all my fault! Why did I even bother asking Katsuragi in the first place? Chihiro sighed, placing her guitar on her bed. But then again… do I really enjoy him being with someone like Kanon-chan… maybe… just maybe if I… She thumped her skull hard, making Keima and Kanon disappear inside her mind.
"Dammit! I'm getting more obsessed with that Otamegane! I've even said his name in my mind!"
She closed her eyes and shrugged, trying to act cool.
"Besides, the idea of him and Kanon-chan being together will never appear on news! I'm very certain of that!"
"We interrupt this program to bring you something more shocking than other worldwide news being presented soon!"
Chihiro opened her eyes, blinking at the news reporter appearing on the screen.
"There is yet an unconfirmed rumour that's been spreading wide from the country of Japan, and it all started in a city called Majima."
An image of Kanon and Keima kissing each other appeared on TV. Chihiro's eyes twitched, making her body tremble. Wha… What the fuck? Her cheeks reddened. Her heart thumped quickly. What kind of a sick joke this news reporter's pulling?
Ayumi drudged through the streets, wearing her running uniform. Tonight's practice was really exhausting… I can't believe I've gotten tired the first time… She images many people lying on the ground, groaning in pain. This endurance practice made many others tired halfway across the field… An image of Miyako appeared beside her, watching her run through a pile of dead bodies. You know… Miyako-chan can really excel at such long distances… I've never seen her tired from running once! He body swayed around, forcing her to collapse on the ground. She sighed, feeling heavy. I can't walk back home… my body's all worn out…
"Don't give up yet!"
Ayumi slowly elevated her head, watching Keima standing near her. He held his hands out, smiling at her.
"You still got a lot to prove! Come! Come with me!"
The image of Keima disappeared. She lowered her eyelids. I can't believe I'm having this again! How obsessed am I with Katsuragi-kun… Images of Keima and Kanon strolling together appeared inside her mind. Keima whispered to Kanon, making her giggle. Ayumi shook her head, getting the potential couples out of her mind. Oh dammit! I can't believe I'm having this again! Ayumi sighed. Well… It's not like I can't deny something like that… Ayumi's cheeks reddened. But it's just that I might end up being the laughing stock at school… although I don't care about it that much…
Ayumi lifted herself off the ground. I won't worry about that. Now I can run my way back home resting up like this! She dashed through the street, charging towards her home. She stood near the door, knocking on the door. The door swung open, revealing her mother.
"Ayumi-chan! Glad you made it early for dinner!"
Ayumi closed her eyes, smiling at her.
"Thanks mum!"
She entered the house, strolling inside the living room. Suddenly, she turned her head, noticing a new reporter on TV.
"There is yet an unconfirmed rumour that's been spreading wide from the country of Japan, and it all started in a city called Majima."
An image of Kanon and Keima kissing each other appeared on TV. Ayumi widened her eyes, dropping her jaws. Her cheeks blushed, making her heart thump quickly. EEEEHH?
Amika rested her body on her bed, gazing upon the ceiling. She sighed, imagining Kumuro floating above her. This is so wonderful at study time today. I… I've been getting closer and closer to him… She closed her eyes, waiting for Kumuro to come towards her. Maybe when the time is right, I'll confess my love to him… and then… BOOM! He will definitely fall for me! An image of another girl appeared inside her mind. But… He's gonna look for another girl… what will happen if he finds one? She imagined herself stabbing the girl. Like a balloon, the girl flew away from Kumuro. I'm the one who's deciding who he should go out with…
Amika grinned, chuckling sinisterly. This won't be a problem at all… Suddenly, the phone rang on her desk. She opened her eyes, snapping out of daydream. She got off her bed, marching to her desk. She picked the phone up, holding it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Amika-chan! You wouldn't believe what just happened!"
Amika nodded her head carefully, hearing every single detail. She nodded more slowly, hearing something more disgusting and grotesque than brussel sprouts. Her eyes widened, dropping her jaws.
"WWWHHHAAAA-? Otamegane and Kanon-chan? Together?"
Keima and Kumuro's body shook in fear. Voices of Kanon and Keima called out of the TV. (Kumuro) Oh god! This is more twisted and hellish than romantic and awe-calling! Hearing these voices makes me wanna go home and curl around in bed! Someone's gonna pay for this! (Keima) Reality… Of all the things you have done… this is by far the worst thing EVER! I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS! I DO NOT NEED ANYMORE INTERRUPTIONS! HAVE YOU EVEN CONSIDERED OTHER THINGS I NEEDED TO DO? WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF, HUH? Mari entered the living room, being drawn to Keima's voice.
"Keima honey… I heard your voice from TV. Is there something going on?"
She blinked at the image of Kanon and Keima, hearing Keima's voices. Her eyes sparkled, feeling enlightened by Keima's achievement. She pulled Keima out of his couch, hugging him tightly.
"My son! He has finally got himself a real-life girlfriend! I can't believe it! I thought you would just marry a cardboard with a girl on it! Oh Keima! You made me proud!"
Keima gasped for air.
"Geet… offa… meeee!"
Kumuro turned his head facing Mari. He scratched his head, chuckling nervously.
"Umm… About that… He… he's going out with a celebrity…"
Mari blinked at Kumuro, relieving Keima with some fresh breath of air. She dropped him on the ground, making Keima breath deep. Mari's body trembled in fear, imagining his son getting picked on by many bullies.
"So… my precious Keima-kun might get threatened by this?"
Kumuro slowly nodded his head. She knelt on the ground, covering her face with shame.
"Oh no! My precious Keima's not going to survive much longer!"
Keima blinked at Mari crying. There goes the over-dramatisation… Suddenly, a phone rang, making Keima walk towards it and picked it up. He placed it on his ears, hearing a shit impression of Kanon.
"Oh Keima-kun! I had missed you so much!"
Keima lowered his eyes.
"Keiro… fuck off!"
The voice groaned on the phone.
"Get out of Kanon-chan's life you sick freak!"
The phone died out, making Keima place the phone back. At this rate, I may as well not come to school ever… Screw it! I'm gonna play all of the games inside my room! Kumuro crossed his lips, watching Keima leave the living room. Oh god… This won't go so well tomorrow…
Kanon slowly opened her eyes, feeling the sun shining from the balcony. She lifted her body upright, rubbing her eyes with her hands. I had a good dream last night… even though I didn't get to see Keima-kun after the tests yesterday… She pulled the blanket off her, emerging out of her bed. She stretched her arms out, yawning loudly. I hope I get to see him again today… maybe we should go out somewhere after today's tests… She sighed, having an image of her manager appear inside her mind. But there's going to be many more things I need to do before I'm finished working…
Suddenly, a phone rang, beckoning her to pick it up. She strolled towards the phone, pulling it off its base. She held it to her phone, hearing her manager's voice.
"Kanon-chan! I don't know what you did with the media, but there's a major uproar from your fans as of now!"
Kanon blinked, feeling confused.
"Umm… what uproar?"
"I'll tell you about it later. Right now, I've discussed with your school principal about this. You'll be doing the rest of your tests at another location. I'll go pick you up shortly. Then I'll tell you about the details. Your parents aren't really happy with what you've done though, but we'll deal with it later."
Kanon scratched her head in confusion. What's one thing that could be so bad?
"Get ready to come downstairs. And also, hide your identity for now."
The phone beeped, making her place the phone back into its home. I don't know what really happened yesterday… but I don't think I'll be able to see Keima-kun again…
Hana rested her body inside her bed, feeling her huge blanket covering her body. Her eyes were closed, revealing a dream to her.
She strolled through the ballroom, wearing her sparkling blue dress. Her golden hair shined from the huge chandeliers hanging on the ceiling above her. Her eyes were focused on Keima. His black tuxedo complemented the white shirt underneath. His red bow tie matched his god-like eyes and his glinting glasses. He held his hands out, calling her name. Her cheeks reddened from his gentle smile. Her heart thumped quicker each step closer to Keima. She gently grabbed his hand, making him pulling her body towards him. The two waltzed gracefully around the ballroom, gazing upon each other.
Her eyes glimmered, feeling her goose bumps consuming her body whole. She pressed her head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat.
"Oh Keima-kun…"
She slowly opened her eyes, feeling her eyes aching from the sunlight. She lifted her body upright, gazing upon the window emitting sunrays. How long have I been dreaming this? She lifted herself off her bed, strolling towards her wardrobe. She opened it wide, gazing upon her school uniform. She took off her nightgown, replacing them with the uniforms she pulled out. Ever since this friend… this friend of Kumuro-kun had left… I… She closed the wardrobe, leaving her bedroom. I still have feelings for him… She imagined herself at school. I spent my time searching around school. I've found no one who can fulfil the requirements he had made…
She entered the dining room, noticing her mother and father sitting at their place. Her father flipped the newspaper around, gazing upon a section of celebrity gossip.
"Hmph! Kids these days! They also make it to the news headlines!"
Her mother turned her head around, gazing upon him.
"What's the matter honey?"
He sighed, shaking his head.
"You know that vile man from that summer vacation?"
She nodded her head at him. Hana's eyes widened, gasping to herself. Wha… what happened? The father placed the newspaper on the table, watching the butler serve the plates of food to him.
"He's somehow going out with some singer!"
Hana's body trembled in fear. No… why…? How could he?
Tsukiyo strolled through halls, holding Luna on her arms. She smiled brightly, thinking about her dream last night.
She laid her body on the green grass, watching the moon. Luna laid still next to Tsukiyo, gazing upon the moon. The moon formed into Keima's face. His god-like eyes shined with his glasses. His eyes glinted from Tsukiyo's bright smile. His hair swayed from the winds pushing his hair. The moon descended towards her watching his body grow out of his head. Keima wore a bright white tuxedo with his shiny silver tie. His body stood above Tsukiyo, causing her heart to thump quickly. Keima moved his head forward, causing her cheeks red. She closed her eyes, waiting for his lips to touch hers.
She hugged her doll tightly, imagining herself getting kissed by Keima. I hope this greater beauty will happen soon… She entered the dining room, finding her parents talking to each other. She blinked at their unusual behaviour. The parents turned their head around, finding Tsukiyo standing away from them.
"My dear daughter! Why don't you sit next to us?"
"Your father and I have been discussing about this…"
She strolled towards her chair, sitting on them. I guess humans aren't really bad after all… they're starting to mend problems that they're having. Suddenly, she widened her eyes, gazing upon the word "Celebrity scandal shock". She lifted the newspaper up, gazing upon the image of Kanon and Keima kissing each other. She widened her eyes in fear.
Yui gazed upon a mirror revealing a single worn on her. She flexed her arms out, trying to form muscles around them. Hmm… seems like a small improvement to become a man… not that I don't need to look manlier… She lifted her school uniform beside her, placing it over her body. She watched the school emblem glimmer from the bathroom light. I wonder what I look like having huge muscles… She imagined herself wearing a body of a steroids-filled muscular body. Now that I think about it… I would be out of proportion… The image of muscular Yui disappeared. Maybe it's better the way I look as of now… I still look manly after all!
"Yui-san! Breakfast is ready!"
She opened her mouth widely, revealing her teeth. I think mine's clean enough… doesn't need too much paste… She turned away from the mirror, exiting the bathroom. She strolled through the corridors, placing her hands on her head. Ever since I'm no longer in Keima-sama's body, I've started taking life into my own hands. Sure my mother's not handling the new me well… but that's her problem! She closed her eyes, imagining herself eating homemade food. It'll be nice if mother made her own meals for me… I kinda missed that already… She turned to a door, opening it up in front of her.
Inside the room revealed her mother and father sitting at their table. She sat at a spot, waiting for her butler to serve the meals. Her father flipped through pages, gazing upon his newspaper.
"This is something new. Some weirdo from Yui-san's school is going out with that singer girl."
Yui blinked at her father flipping the newspaper over, showing her mother the image. She widened her eyes, shocked to see a familiar face.
"That's the disgusting man at school! I'm just glad he's no longer seeing poor Yui-san."
Yui placed her hands near her cheeks, having an image of Keima appear inside her mind. I never recalled Keima-sama seeing this girl… I wonder if it was all just a joke… Her cheeks reddened, imagining Keima revealing his weak vulnerable self. It'll be nice to talk to him again...
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the streets, heading for school. Kumuro held out a huge coat to Keima, whimpering at him.
"Come on Keima buddy! At least hide yourself from the school! You won't have to have a chance of getting caught by anyone!"
Keima sighed, gazing upon his PFP.
"Don't worry about it. If you think about it, no love scene has actually been witnessed by any student at school, so pretty much it's just a mere gossip."
Kumuro crossed his lips, recalling the image inside his head.
"What about the photos and recordings? It sounds very realistic whoever took that!"
Keima watched Yotsuba rest her head on a man's body.
"If it's only taken by one man, then that's only form of source. You need more than one to confirm the rumours as true, so if I think about it, I won't really get into trouble unless one of us confesses…"
He lowered his PFP, gazing upon Kumuro.
"Besides, you heard what Kanon said. She wanted to keep this 'relationship a secret'."
Kumuro cocked his eyebrows.
"But Keima buddy… you are in a relationship!"
Keima nodded his head.
"I know… but I guess this is practically my last chance of finishing this once and for all…"
Kumuro sighed.
"So… you don't really consider Kanon's feelings?"
Keima stood still, making Kumuro blink at him. Keima mind filled his head with flashbacks of Kanon. He watched himself getting kissed a lot, resembling a paradise he sought to travel to. In some way, I… I don't really mind Kanon being with me… yes… we may have bad times… but… somehow… she has a side that is close to the 2D girls world I wanted to go to… Keima shook his head, snapping out of his daydream. Dammit! This isn't what I truly think about this girl! I am the capturing god! I don't get involved with reality! It must end once and for all! Keima sighed, lifting his PFP up.
"You can say I do… After all I failed to get away from her many time. But… she and I aren't made to be together for the rest of her life… there's someone else better than me waiting for her and the other end of the line…"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"You're right…"
Keima strolled away from Kumuro, making him catch up.
"The only problem I have now is getting in contact with-"
Suddenly, Keima lowered his PFP, watching Tazaka strand in front of him. He knelt down, bowing down to him like a worshipper of god.
"I'M A BELIIIIEEVEER!"
Kumuro blinked at Tazaka many times. Tears poured out of his eyes.
"I… I was foolish… in thinking that you were planning a trick on me… but…"
Tazaka lifted his head up, revealing his wet cheeks and watery eyes.
"After I said that news last night… I… I have doubted you! And I WILL FOLLOW YOUR TEACHINGS!"
Keima sighed.
"Well… it's not like I really wanted her to be mine…"
Tazaka widened his eyes, dropping his jaws.
"He not only captured the celebrity's heart… he… he doesn't really like her! OH MY GOD!"
Tazaka charged towards Keima, hugging him tightly.
"This is my perfect teacher! The one who doesn't place his emotions before him! The one who knows how to win girls! The one… the only… CAPTURING GOD!"
Keima squealed, feeling his body getting crushed. Tazaka released, making Keima breathe deep.
"Sorry about it, my capturing god…"
Tazaka bowed down again.
"I, Tazaka, the demon warlord, will help you with any problems… in return for your teachings on how to win Nanaka-san…"
Keima and Kumuro turned their heads facing each other. (Kumuro) Wow… I thought I was more annoying than he is… (Keima) … You're still annoying! (Kumuro) Hey! How dare you say that to me? I'm your friend! (Keima) I don't care! You're still annoying! Keima turned away from Kumuro, closing his eyes shut. He placed his hands on his hips, laughing cheerfully.
"My fellow follower! I will grant you your wish!"
Kumuro widened his eyes, dropping his jaws. Hey! He's playing along with Tazaka? Keima lifted his hands up, pointing his fingers towards the sky.
"But we'll do so after the test!"
Tazaka nodded his head. He strolled away from Keima and Kumuro, placing his hands on his cheeks. Kumuro turned his head, lowering his eyelids.
"You know… you're taking this god thing a bit too far…"
Keima lifted his PFP, strolling through the school gates. Kumuro chased after him, trying to catch up again.
"If there's one thing you should know, you should make your targets as attracted to you as possible. This includes this client as without him, we won't be able to help Nanaka out…"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"Well… I guess you needed him to keep believing in your plans for him…"
Suddenly, Kumuro turned his head, noticing many people whispering amongst each other.
"Hey look! It's Kanon-chan's lover!"
"Wah? You mean that Otamegane?"
"Well they did kiss together according to the photo!"
"No way! That's just sick!"
"Some people were saying that they've been going out with each other for a while you know…"
"Get the fuck out of here! You're serious?"
"I don't understand idols these days… What's so good about this freak?"
"Well the voices from the recording seemed real…"
"Maybe he forced her into it. Hahahaha!"
Kumuro pouted his lips, feeling scared.
"Keima buddy… maybe we should stop these rumours spreading around… before they realise it became true."
Keima shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. Let it spread, in the meanwhile-"
Suddenly, a tall man pushed Keima away from them. He turned around, gazing upon them glaring at him.
"No Otakus should be allowed at school! I'll kill you if you really are going out with her!"
"Don't come to school ever again!"
Keima blinked at a gang on Kanon fans holding the sign "Get away from Kanon-chan". When I said someone else better than me, these guys don't count at all… Kumuro scratched his head, remembering what Keima had said at school.
"Didn't you go on about how good things happen when you date an idol?"
Keima nodded his head.
"That only applies to games. In real life, jealousy caused many male fans to seek vengeance on anyone regardless of statuses and titles…"
A can of soft drink knocked onto Keima's head, causing the liquid to spill on Keima's head. Kumuro covered his lips, feeling sorry for Keima. Keima turned around, noticing the bullies coming up from behind. And now I have a lot more complaints…
"Oh sorry about that. My hand might've slipped… but that doesn't mean you're happiness got ruined by that, right?"
The huddled near him, grabbing his arms. One of the bullies rubbed their fists onto Keima's head, making Keima grit his teeth. I never realised how annoying annoyed fans can get! The bully leaned closer to him, grinning sinisterly.
"Tell me. What juice does Kanon like? What's her favourite food? What's her size?"
Kumuro frowned at them, unleashing a flurry of blows.
"Leave Keima buddy alone you fags!"
Keima blinked at the bullies whimpering, lying on the ground.
"Umm… how did you even manage to do something like that without making them retaliated."
Kumuro gritted his teeth in rage.
"Well… some things make me get pissed off… I don't know how getting pissed off works…"
Keima lowered his eyelids.
"What are you now? Hulk?"
Suddenly, hot liquid of coffee splashed onto his head, making Keima blink in confusion. Kumuro watched Keima scream in pain, making him roll around the ground.
"MY HEAD! IT BBUUUUURRRNNSSS!"
Kumuro turned his head around, blinking at Chihiro.
"Ah, sorry… my hand slipped…"
Keima lifted his head up, gazing upon Chihiro's face. Her eyes were calm as the sea. Chihiro… so what's her problem this time? Keima frowned at her, lifting himself off the ground.
"You didn't slip at all!"
Chihiro dumped the rest of her coffee on his head, making him scream in pain again. She dropped her cup and turned away from him. She started matching away from Keima rolling around, making Kumuro frown at her.
"Hey! That was uncalled for! Apologise to him at once!"
Chihiro stood still, pausing for a moment.
"Why should I?"
She continued strolling away from Keima and Kumuro, leaving them behind.
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the school corridors, drawing attention to the students. Keima grumbled, feeling his head wet and sticky. I can't believe I have to have sticky hair for the rest of the day! Kumuro sighed, gazing upon Keima.
"You know… you could go to the bathroom before the tests… Then you can at least wash a lot of shit on your hair…"
Keima sighed.
"I guess I could. There's no reason for me to use excessive time for the tests…"
The boys entered the room, noticing the students staring back at him. Keima turned his head, noticing Kanon's seat empty. Hmm… I wonder what Kanon's doing right now… well… as if I'm not going to tell her my true feelings here… Amika stood near Kumuro, holding his hands tightly.
"Kumuro-sama, is this true? That Otamegane's with Kanon-chan?"
Kumuro scratched his head.
"Well… umm… let's not jump to conclusions yet…"
Miyako stood next to Kumuro, smiling at him.
"You friend is now famous at school! How amazing is that?"
Kumuro giggled nervously. Oh shit… how am I going to put those rumours down with this much hype going on? Chihiro sighed, placing her hands on her head. God I hate having to hear that same shit all over again... though it shouldn't really matter to me... Keima placed his bag on the ground before moving out of the class. Suddenly, he stopped moving, noticing Ayumi standing near him. Her pale face shined from the bright sunlight. Her black hair glimmered, matching her glowing eyes. Keima blinked at Ayumi in confusion.
"A…Ayumi?"
Ayumi closed her eyes, smiling at Keima.
"Good morning Katsuragi-kun!"
Keima studied her unusual cheery face. What's up with her peculiar attitude? She opened her eyes, finding him standing at the door.
"You know Katsuragi-kun… you are in my way…"
She glared at Keima, making him cross his lips.
"GET OUT OF MY WAY!"
She kicked him away from her, pushing him against the wall. Keima groaned in agony feeling his body aching. Oh god… is this some form of new harassment, acting nice first before abusing my body? Ayumi closed her eyes, making her cheeks red. She strolled to her desk, causing Chihiro to blink at her. I wonder what's with her today? Keima tried standing up from the ground. His head got stomped by Nikaido, making him groan more.
"Where are you going? The test still continues!"
Kanon gazed upon the test sheets and sighed. I… I never knew about this… She imagined Keima cowering from the crowd. How did I not see this coming? I thought I was careful in keeping this a secret. She waved her pen around writing down her answers. Not only will it be harder for me to see him, not many of my fans approved of this… She pictured Keima wearing his shiny tuxedo. Still… I don't find any problems with Keima-kun. How could anyone perceive him as some "weirdo" at school? She flipped the pages over, reading over the next set of questions. Kumuro-kun's right. Keima-kun will get more isolated from his peers…
Her eyes were misty from the look of Keima's depressed face. I… I wish there's something I can do about it… maybe… maybe he won't be like this if… if I break up with him… Kanon closed her eyes and shook her head. No… I love him… Why should I abandon him like this? I… I should find other ways to keep him happy while I get to still be with him… The manager and a teacher stood next to each other, watching Kanon writing the papers down. The teacher turned his head around, smiling at the manager.
"Kanon-chan seems to be one of the top students! She must be very successful, huh?"
The manager crossed her lips.
"Maybe a bit too successful… I can't believe she didn't tell anyone about this guy from school… not even her parents!"
The teacher gritted his teeth in rage.
"Oh that kid! He infuriates me! I just don't get how a girl like Kanon-chan could be with someone like him!"
Tazaka blinked at Keima standing near a portable whiteboard, finding himself in a basement.
"Ummm… why are we here exactly."
Keima sighed.
"If anyone sees the two of us like this, we might make worse rumours throughout this school. You might also blow your chances of success that way…"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"Well I mean if no one saw us like this, then this operation will continue to go smoothly."
Tazaka placed his hands near his chin.
"You're right… my reputation is also on the line…"
Keima moved his stick near a diagram.
"I will go through the basics of successfully pulling out your confessions for today. Then you'll be creating the first event by yourself."
Tazaka dropped his jaws.
"Wwwaaahhh? You mean to say that you won't get involved?"
Keima pushed his palm on his face.
"Oh god…"
Keima moved his hands away, making his glasses glint.
"Let's forget about first event for now. So anyway, the first step in this confession is building up love."
Tazaka leaned forward, studying the picture of a huge flower with a huge trunk.
"You see, each event you take will help you grow that flower we would call it the love
foundation. The thicker the trunk, the more likely she won't easily dismiss you and say she loves you."
Tazaka nodded his head.
"Ahh… it's like Shogi I see… I have to use a few decisive moves to create points where she won't escape from me. And in time, I'll be able to call checkmate on her in time!"
Kumuro leaned forward.
"Wow… if you put it this way, you are right! Love could be like any games involving making decisive moves!"
Keima nodded his head. He's not like Chihiro, who always dose off and gets bored of it… His eyes glimmered, feeling enlightened. Maybe he's one of the best students I got, being able to cooperate with me! Keima reformed his god-like eyes, lifting his bag up. He pulled out a huge script, placing it on Tazaka's table. Tazaka lifted it up, blinking at the thickness.
"What is this?"
Keima sighed.
"These are the scenarios of the first event I drawn out. It has every line that reacts according to what she responded with."
Tazaka scratched his head, chuckling nervously.
"Umm… perhaps you should just help me say the lines for me… wouldn't that be better?"
Keima sighed. Great… he's unwilling to study lines like Chihiro-san… and I thought teaching Kumuro was a pain in the arse! Kumuro scratched his head, chuckling nervously.
"Keima buddy… I don't think scripts are a good idea… I didn't even have to do something like that for one thing…"
Keima sighed.
"Fine… I'll rundown the basics of what he needs to do. Say that Misato east school's nearby. You will be directed there, and try and bump into her. Yes, you may cause anger first, but then she will realise who you are and start acknowledging your presence."
Tazaka crossed his lips.
"Are you sure I should go with this? What happens if it creates an opposite effect?"
Keima sighed.
"We'll talk more about how anger affects love another time. For now, school's about to be over."
Keima placed a huge box on Tazaka's desk.
"Well if you think you can do well without the script, you'll begin after school with this location."
He placed a piece of paper on the desk.
"It will tell you where to head off, how fast or slow you should go at, and when will you reach impact zone. I'll get Kumuro to survey the situation with his disguise on."
Kumuro widened his eyes in fear.
"Why me?"
Keima turned his head, facing Kumuro.
"I can't simply analyse the event with such a high profile. Just be glad that you're helping one of Tenri's friends get better."
Kumuro sighed.
"Fine… but you owe me big time!"
Keima picked his bag up, strolling away from Tazaka and Kumuro.
"Meet me back at my place. The details are also on the piece of paper. And don't let your cover get blown."
Keima strolled though the school grounds, finding no one around him. He gazed upon his PFP, tapping buttons on it. Today seemed a bit odd despite the usual reaction… Chihiro and Ayumi's reactions should go like this: He imagined Chihiro standing near Keima, widening her eyes. How the hell did you even manage to get someone like Kanon-chan? Chihiro's body reformed into Ayumi. Katsuragi-kun. How can Kanon-chan fall for you like this? I have a lot of trouble coming to understand this… The image of Ayumi disappeared, returning him to reality. I have to say though…
Keima stopped moving, finding Tsukiyo standing next to strolledI There could be some people who are angry about my status for different reasons… Her yellow hair glowed from the sun. She firmly grasped Luna near her body, shielding her from possible threats. She advanced towards Keima, slapping him across the face.
"How dare you!"
Keima groaned in pain, repositioning his neck.
"What are you talking about?"
Tsukiyo frowned at Keima, feeling betrayed.
"Why are you with that singer girl? I thought we're going to embrace greater beauty together!"
Keima blinked at Tsykiyo.
"Greater… beauty?"
She closed her eyes, moving her head away from him.
"You told me to find greater beauty… and when I did, someone else seemed to be getting in my way!"
Keima lowered his eyelids. Since when did I tell her that I'm her greater beauty?
"You know… I've never said that I'm your greater beauty…"
Tsukiyo pulled Keima closer to her, making him widen his eyes in fear.
"Wha… what are you doing?"
Tsukiyo closed her eyes, revealing her lips. Keima waved his arms around, feeling violated.
"What are you doing? Stop! Don't make this a love triangle!"
He pushed himself away from Tsukiyo, landing on the ground. She opened her eyes, watching Keima frown at her.
"Listen. I don't want to get involved! Understand?"
Tsukiyo turned her head around, watching Keima march away from her. Is he doing this because of that singer girl? If that's what it takes to embrace greater beauty with him…
Tazaka shook nervously, gazing upon the box.
"I… I don't know if I can do this…"
Kumuro placed his hands on his shoulders.
"It'll be fine… All you have to do is to follow Keima buddy's instructions carefully and then you'll make your first event a good impact!"
Tazaka turned his head around, gazing upon Kumuro's face concealed by a mask. He turned away from Kumuro, taking a deep breath. He strolled through the streets while conjuring a map in his head. A red arrow formed on the footpath, guiding him to his destination. Careful… careful… I… I don't want to mess this up… He closed his eyes, picturing Nanaka in his mind. This love I had yielded from Nanaka depends on my success on this event! Suddenly, he tripped over the curb side, causing him to fall on the ground. Kumuro widened his eyes, finding a different schoolgirl covered in cake.
Tazaka opened his eyes, turning his head around. He dropped his jaws, feeling petrified. WWWHHHAAAA? Her sapphire long hair glimmered from the sun. Her innocent eyes were watery, showing her vulnerable state. She closed her eyes, shedding a few tears. She ran away from him, covering her eyes with her arm. Kumuro took off his disguise placing his arms on Tazaka.
"I... I'm sorry about this… but I didn't really think one of Keima's plans could've gone wrong."
Tazaka turned his head around, showing his love struck face.
"She's perfect… that's the girl I truly want…"
Kumuro widened his eyes, feeling surprised.
"WWWHHAAAAA-?"
Nanaka glared at Kumuro, folding her arms. What the hell's this loser up to now?
Keima blinked at Tazaka and Kumuro, sitting on his seat.
"Oh… so Nanaka wasn't there at that time?"
Tazaka and Kumuro shook their heads. Keima elevated his eyes to the ceiling, picturing Tenri talking to him. Even though we usually leave school around 3:30, she might be at a canteen buying ice-cream five minutes before departure… and I don't know the days she does that… Keima crossed his lips.
"Oops… I guess I didn't think this through properly huh…"
Tazaka's face glowed, having something different in his mind.
"Never mind about that so-called Shogi player, I have made my first event with another girl!"
Kumuro turned his head around, blinking at Tazaka.
"So… you want us to help you win that girl's heart?"
Tazaka nodded his head.
"I had a dream once that this girl like her was walking next to me, smiling together…"
Keima lowered his eyelids. Wait, does this mean that not only do I have to help him with another problem but I'm back to square one with finding Nanaka's substitution again? Reality, are you trying to get me more involved? Keima stood up from the table, glaring at Tazaka.
"You dare to change targets after everything I've went through?"
Tazaka blinked at Keima.
"But... aren't you supposed to be helping me win a girl's heart?"
Keima gazed upon Tazaka whimpering at him. Great... now I'm forced to deal with more problems... I guess I have to find the quickest route out of this right now... Keima closed his eyes, folding his arms.
"Fine... I'll do what I can..."
Tazaka bowed down to Keima, worshipping his idol.
"I am grateful of you, my capturing god!"
Tazaka lifted himself up, walking away from Keima and Kumuro. Keima fell on the floor, groaning with frustration.
"I guess the first thing I can do now if to ask Tenri the person Tazaka had encountered..."
Kumuro blinked at Keima.
"Hang on... what about finding another substitution for Nanaka?"
Keima closed his eyes and shrugged.
"There's too much work for me to do right now... maybe I should just hold it off for now..."
Nanaka pushed the door bell. She folded her arms, tapping her feet impatiently. She hasn't been at school today… I wonder what's up with her... The door swung open, revealing Tenri's mother. She smiled at Nanaka, stepping aside.
"I'm so glad you came!"
She changed her face, revealing her concerns about Tenri.
"She hasn't come out of her room since last night. At least I got her to eat breakfast…"
Nanaka blinked at Tenri's mother.
"Ya serious? How could she be this depressed?"
Nanaka entered inside Tenri's house, travelling to her room. She knocked on the door, drawing Tenri's attention.
"Are ya in there?"
Tenri's voice projected out of her room.
"Ha… Haibara-san?"
Nanaka opened the room, entering the room. Nanaka blinked at Tenri's eyes watery. Her wet cheeks dripped on her blanket. Wow… she must've been more depressed than many Kanon-chan fans at school. Now that I think 'bout it… Nanaka strolled towards her, sitting next to her.
"Ayukawa… what's going on?"
Tenri wiped the tears off her face.
"I… I'm sorry Haibara-san… It…"
Nanaka moved her head closer.
"What is it?"
Tenri sighed.
"I… kinda kissed Keima-kun when he was unconscious…"
Nanaka opened her eyes.
"Wow… and that Katsuragi guy kissed that celebrity huh? I wonder how he even managed to get in contact with her…"
Tenri covered her face, pouring more tears from her eyes.
"What should I do? If I tell Keima-kun about this, I…"
Nanaka placed her hands on Tenri's back.
"Don't cry ya big baby!"
Tenri moved her hands away from her face, gazing upon Nanaka's confident smile.
"I'm pretty sure he won't get pissed off if you tell him the truth…"
Nanaka lifted herself off Tenri's bed, walking towards the door.
"I'll tell those damn boys that you like that Katsuragi guy! Then they'll have something to-"
"NOOO!"
Nanaka turned around, watching Tenri hold her hands out.
"Please… I beg you…"
Nanaka sighed.
"Fine… I won't tell them ya "big secret". But what'll happen if he's with that girl forever? Can ya truly live with that without crying 'bout it?"
Tenri faced away from Nanaka.
"I… I don't know really…"
Nanaka strolled towards Tenri's desk, finding a Shogi board lying there.
"I guess I feel like practicing for the prefectures right now! Ya gonna duel me or what?"
Suddenly, Keima and Kumuro entered the room, drawing Nanaka and Tenri's attention. Tenri widened her eyes in fear. Wha... why is Keima-kun here all of a sudden? Nanaka glared at the boys, folding her arms.
"I see that ya wanted to show up in front of me. Tell me... what are ya guys plannin' this time?"
Kumuro blinked at Nanaka.
"Uhh... planning what?"
She pointed her eyes at Kumuro.
"Don't play dumb with me! I saw you and some shogi player trying to hurt some girl's feelin's at school! Ya were even wearin' a disguise."
Kumuro crossed his lips in fear. Oh god... what should I say? Keima took a step forward, drawing Nanaka's attention.
"We wanted to cheer you up. We felt bad of how you got treated."
Nanaka closed her eyes, facing away from the boys.
"Don't feel bad about me! I was stupid enough to go out with a heartbreaker anyway."
Kumuro whimpered.
"Please don't get angry with me..."
"And why not?"
Kumuro sighed, recalling the times with Amika.
"I… I wasn't really clear with what I was thinking… but afterwards, I thought I wouldn't be able to love again…"
Tenri turned her head, gazing upon Kumuro shedding a tear.
"I started hating reality for making me choose between you and one of my friends… but in the end… she and I talked about this… I… I'm now able to look for love again!"
Nanaka folded her arms.
"It doesn't matter what you say. I'm not gonna get involved with you again, and I don't care what you do from now on!"
Kumuro sighed, turning away from Nanaka.
"Well... as long as you don't get depressed anymore..."
Kumuro wiped a tear off his face, walking out of the room. Nanaka turned her head around, watching Kumuro leave. She moved her eyes to Keima waiting for him to follow after him. She frowned at Keima, feeling annoyed of his presence.
"Why aren't you going?"
Keima moved towards Tenri, making her heart thump quickly.
"I have something to ask Tenri."
Nanaka leaned forward, shouting at him.
"Well you've hurt her enough! Why don't you leave right now?"
Keima turned his head, blinking at Nanaka.
"Hurt her? How?"
Nanaka kicked Keima in the head, sending him flying out of the room.
"Get out of her sight you wretched creature!"
Tenri grasped onto Nanaka, widening her eyes in fear. She grasped Nanaka's arms, restraining them from Keima.
"Please! Don't!"
Nanaka jerked her body around.
"What are you doing? You saw what he did to you! He-"
Tenri covered Nanaka's mouth. Keima lifted himself from the ground, blinking at the girls. What the hell's going on? Tenri turned her head, chuckling nervously at Keima.
"Don't worry what Haibara-san had said. Say... what do you want from me?"
An image of Tazaka's girl appeared inside her mind.
"Umm... do you know of a blue-haired girl at your school?"
Tenri blinked at Keima.
"Umm... not that I know of..."
Keima sighed, turning away from her.
"Well... thanks for answering at least..."
Nanaka pushed Tenri's hands away from her mouth.
"You haven't even asked her how her day was? You really are a cruel bastard! I can't believe someone like-"
Keima turned his head around, watching Tenri covering Nanaka's mouth. Tenri closed her eyes, chuckling nervously.
"Umm... don't worry about her. It's… it's nice to see you again..."
Keima straightened his neck, walking out of her room. Tenri released Nanaka from her chains, making her turn around.
"What are you doing? You're letting that arsehole go his way!"
Tenri sighed.
"Just... just don't worry about me..."
Nanaka blinked at Tenri closing her eyes. What is wrong with that Ayukawa girl? It's like she doesn't have enough courage to tame that miserable piece of shit... yet she somehow likes him...
Tsukiyo strolled through the school grounds, covering her face with her hood. Her eyes gazed upon the moon shining on her small body. This guy's around here somewhere… He promised me to help me to split the so-called couples apart. A tall figure appeared in front of her, causing her to stop moving. His body concealed by the shadows around him.
"You and I both have different goals but common threats standing between the two of us…"
He chuckled sinisterly, causing her to frown at him.
"I can't believe you have some interest with that guy! You really have shit taste for men!"
She clenched her fists, annoying of the man's remark.
"Do you honestly think you could get close to this singer girl?"
The man gritted his teeth in rage.
"Hey! I know there's a chance for me to get Kanon-chan's love! Don't you dare talk shit to me girl!"
Tsukiyo turned away from the man.
"Well I guess I have other ways of doing things alone…"
The figure held his hands out, dropping his jaws.
"WAAAIT!"
He sighed, feeling defeated.
"Since you have some relations to this guy and can get to her apartment without being detected and since I know her location of her apartment, I will help you forge a fake letter…"
Tsukiyo grinned sinisterly.
"Then it's settled. We'll meet here again tomorrow night…"
Author's Note: Oh boy! Looks like the plot thickens as this series progressed. And guess what? I decided to bring Kumian Hana, another original character from the original chapter 10, back in the story! There's also Yui (surprised I see) going to join the line as many girls influenced by Keima will set themselves for an epic battle of their lives! I also made a twist for Keima dealing with Tazaka, reminding all of us that life can get unpredictable at times!
I hope you enjoy this chapter and this series. The enxt chapter will also blow your mind away!