Chapter 24: Defence against the missiles
Keima and Kumuro sat at the couch, gazing upon the drawings of a badly-drawn SAM carrier with wonky-looking missiles charging towards it. Kumuro blinked at the drawings. Why did he draw crappy pictures of SAMs and missiles?
"Uh Keima buddy? What's with this?"
Keima closed his eyes.
"Allow me to explain…"
He imagined himself running away from the missiles. Some of them have faces of Yui and Tsukiyo.
"At the moment, these girls are targeting me, and so I'm finding myself on the run at the moment. I'm gonna assume that no matter how far I run, their persistence will make them keep pushing for me."
Keima conjured a rocket launcher in his hands, pulling the trigger a few times on it. A barrage of missiles flew out of the launcher, aiming for the missiles chasing after him.
"The only way to deal with these problems is to find a substitution for these girls… Unlike the plan that I was about to make for your sake, these substitutions should be a complete replacement for me."
The missiles exploded at collision, making Keima jump up and down in joy.
"That way, these girls will be satisfied with their new findings and I will definitely be in the clear!"
Keima opened his eyes, turning his head facing Kumuro.
"All I have to do is to find other boys who wanted to fall in love with the girls chasing after me, and then teach them how to successfully capture their hearts."
Kumuro nodded his head.
"So… what are you going to do about Tazaka and Nanaka then…"
Keima sighed.
"Even though I can leave Nanaka's problems where they are right now… I guess I'm still stuck with Tazaka's problems… at this rate, I won't be able to escape from the pursuers and thus it could be too late for me to make my move…"
Keima pointed his fingers at Kumuro.
"You! You must help me find two suitable replacements and teach them the powers of a capturing god!"
Kumuro glared at Keima, folding his arms.
"No way man! I now need to finish off a novel I've been working on for quite a while."
Keima's eyes twitched.
"Wait… I asked you a favour… and you… simply rejected?"
Kumuro stood up from the couch, walking away from him.
"Don't say I haven't helped you. Tazaka was enough for me. I'm gonna go home and get this novel done quickly!"
Keima turned around, pointing his fingers at him.
"Come back! I demand that you obey my commands!"
Keima strolled through school, grumbling angrily. Oh great… that means that I'm now on my own… How could this guy tell me that he helped me enough? Is his 'novel' more important than me right now? Keima shrugged, closing his eyes. Well… I guess he wouldn't be able to teach the substitutions as well as I can. I guess I need to rely on other sources… Keima opened his eyes. Suddenly, he widened his eyes, shaking his arms in fear. WWHHHAAAA-? He gazed upon Hana folding her arms. She formed a heart-warming smile on her face.
"It's been a long time since we last saw each other…"
Keima blinked at Hana, leaning forward.
"Wait… why are you here?"
Hana closed her eyes.
"Well… isn't it nice to see friends at such long distances once in a while?"
Keima lowered his eyes.
"Kumuro's at a library working on his damn novel if I remember correctly. I can show you where it is there."
Hana placed her hands near her lips, chuckling casually.
"My my… Don't you miss one of your dear friends?"
Keima turned around.
"Come… I don't have much time here…"
Hana gritted her teeth in rage. I forgot how much he irritates me sometimes… She kicked him on the back, making him fall on the ground. Keima gritted his teeth in rage. Dammit! Why the hell did one of Kumuro's friend decided to show up? Hang on… Keima turned around, frowning at her.
"Are you angry about the rumours about me and Kanon being together?"
Hana's cheeks slightly blushed.
"My my… what makes you think of that?"
Keima lifted himself off the ground.
"Well by the looks on your face, you didn't exactly listen to what I said about you and how you could find someone else…"
Hana sighed.
"You know… that person didn't come yet…"
Hana took a few steps forward, watching him turn around.
"So… what are you busy with exactly?"
Keima gazed upon Hana's poker face. He closed his eyes, placing his hands inside his pockets.
"If you really want to know… I'm trying to find other people for the girls chasing after me…"
Hana cocked her eyebrows.
"What do you mean?"
Keima turned away from her, strolling through the school grounds.
"I have no interests in seeing those girls… yet their persistence sickens me…"
Hana smiled sinisterly, following after Keima.
"Well you're lucky that I've came here…"
"What do you mean?"
Hana closed her eyes, smiling triumphantly.
"You tell me a few things about the girls… I can help you find suitable guys to help you pull them away from you…"
Keima placed his hands on his chin, humming to himself. There's something going on with Kumuro's friend. Should I trust her or not?
"Well… I'll see what I could find around this school… then maybe we'll talk…"
Kumuro sat at a table, gazing upon his laptop. Oh boy! Only a few more pages to go! This might become one of my first novels ever to be published… no wait… make that my debut novel where everyone will be awing over the new sensation of this story! Kumuro nodded his head joyously. I can see it! I'll be standing at a podium, holding my medal out along with those in 2nd and 3rd place and- Kumuro shook his head, snapping out of his flowing yet changing flow of thoughts. Dammit… I need to concentrate right now! There's no time for me to get distracted by those changing thoughts!
Kumuro scratched his head, feeling stumped. Umm… what was I about to do with it? Kumuro rested his head on the table, groaning with frustration. Oh shit… I can't believe I lost it! Now I have to read the last chapter carefully… Kumuro moved the scroll around, reading through the chapter. Hang on… Fineus is about to kill the Old God… but how? Kumuro slammed his fist on the ground. Dammit! I have to read the whole thing again! This is gonna take days before I come up with an ending! By the time I'm done I'm not gonna have time to edit this whole thing before my submission!
Kumuro covered his face. Oh dammit! What should I do? Suddenly, an idea popped out of his head. Never mind! I now know the ending… Kumuro quickly tapped his fingers on the laptop. Kumuro sighed, leaning his back on the chair. Now I'm all done! I'm gonna go back to chapter 1 and… Suddenly, a sobbing noise called out to Kumuro, making him turn around. He blinked at Shiori crying on the desk. He crossed his lips, feeling ashamed. Hey… it's Shiomiya-san… I… I wonder what happened to her… Kumuro lifted himself off his chair, strolling towards Shiori. He stood near her, watching her head lying on the desk.
"Hey there… is there anything going on there?"
Kumuro blinked at her ignoring him. He moved his eyes, noticing a book with the name "Shiori". He lifted the novel up, gazing upon it. Ooo… she's been making a novel too? I wanna read this! Kumuro opened the book, gazing upon the first page. His smile grew bigger as he imagined himself entering inside the book and exploring a new world.
A long time ago… A new world was formed by mass combinations of interstellar explosions and implosions, thus creating a new world in the year 602. A 600 year old war ensued inside it. And so every day, citizens of the new world are forced to cope with the battle between two nations. Some wanted to world to be left alone from all forms of violence. Others embraced the war as a form of glory and unity against a common threat. There was one reporter who have been defying against this war… her name… was Simone J. Heartvine
Kumuro nodded his head. A nice introduction! I love this sci-fi setting! But of course, my story is set in a medieval ages where Fineus tries to defy against the old gods for toying around with humanity. Kumuro flipped through a few pages, scanning the sentences inside his mind.
Her love for exposing the brutality and horrors of war through speech and articles was in her veins. After all, she came from a long line of knights wishing to confront their enemies head on. Every day, she tried to urge her boss to post articles about the crimes the people have committed. One day, the boss grew tired of her suggestions and so he decided to firedher. He got his closest allies to sentence her to a life's worth of sorting out articles in the library. Instead of feeling the woes of having to suffer, she promised herself to somehow get out of her own prison and end the war by herself…
Kumuro crossed his lips. Wow-wee! This is getting a lot tenser! I wonder how she would be able to get out of there or not… Kumuro gazed upon something quite shocking.
However… there was one strange man who resided in the library… and his name is… Kurt Van Muharason – a quiet nervous librarian who was supposed to be looking after Simone.
Kumuro glared at the name "Muharason". Hey… is this supposed to be about me? I am not that quiet or shy! What the hell's going on now? He imagined Kurt and Simone coming alive inside his mind.
Since the day Simone had come, Kurt's life had changed forever. He was forced to get pulled out of his comfort zone – the one sanctuary he calls the desk. She always urged him to go to places he has never been before. She even managed to get him out of a library once. Of course when the patrol squad came to her, she told them that he forced her to go outside and run around the block for two days straight. Of course she ended up doing that… though she somehow never grew tired from it like any ordinary people. It did scare Kurt quite a bit, since he had never seen a huge amount of courage from any normal being before…
Kumuro cocked his eyebrows at the book. Please don't tell me she's resorting to some cheap romance plot using these great sci-fi settings and beginnings! She almost had a good story going there! Kumuro sighed, flipping through a few more pages.
One day, Simone urged Kurt to get out of the planet and travel somewhere. Yet his fears of being in the dark made him beg her not to do that. He huddled his body, rocking back and forth. Simone leaned forward to him, grasping onto his cheek and smiling at him.
"I'll give you the courage you need!"
Simone and Kurt gazed upon each other. Without thinking about it, they leaned towards each other and…
Kumuro flipped a page, finding the next few sentences. He blinked at the blank pages present. What happened next? He flipped through a lot of pages, trying to find the ending. He reached to the end of the page, making his eyes wide open. How come she never finished the ending? What the hell happened to her? Shiori slowly turned her head around, finding Kumuro next to her. She widened her eyes in fear, feeling her heart thumping quickly. She snatched the book off him, holding it behind her face. He turned around, finding Shiori hesitate to scold him for reading her secret.
"Wh… why? Why did you…?"
Kumuro sighed.
"You almost had a good story going there… maybe you need some help from me…"
Shiori blinked at Kumuro, watching him place his hands on her shoulders. Her cheeks blushed, making her cower in fear. Kumuro moved his hands away from her, feeling her fear from him.
"We got plenty of time to make one right now, right? I'll also come for other days, helping you make your novel, okay?"
Shiori gazed upon Kumuro's eyes, making her body form goose bumps. She slowly nodded her head.
"Tha… thank you…"
Keima and Hana crouched down inside the classroom, peeping through the windows containing Chihiro, Ayumi, Miyako, Amika and Yui. Hana turned her head, blinking at Keima.
"Say, why are we spying on some of your classmates?"
Keima carefully watched Yui smile at her friends.
"You do know anything about statuses in school right?"
Hana nodded her head.
"What about them?"
Keima lowered his head, preventing anyone from seeing them.
"I just assume that one girl was popular amongst many boys, even after the incident…"
Hana closed her eyes, chuckling confidently.
"Kumuro's been telling me about that ordeal one time when I gave him a phone call. I find that hard to believe actually…"
Keima sighed. I really hated that event…
"Well I'll just be sitting there, waiting for some boy to try and confess to Yui. Of course after he fails, we'll go find that person and at the same time find a suitable person to help that boy win people's heart."
Hana nodded her head.
"This sounds cunning coming from you…"
Keima slowly popped his head out, watching Ichigou enter inside the room. Interesting… one of Kumuro's friends still have some interest in Yui I see… Hana popped her head from the window, watching Chihiro and Ayumi walking towards him. They folded their arms, frowning at him.
"What do you want this time?"
"Are you trying to further intimidate us?"
Ichigou crossed his lips, feeling nervous.
"Well… umm…"
Chihiro closed her eyes, shouting at him.
"You can damn well tell that asshole of yours to go fuck himself! We're not gonna take any more of that shit from him!"
Ichigou turned away from Chihiro and Ayumi, sighing to himself. Yui, Miyako and Amika watched Ichigou walk away from them in defeat. Miyako turned her head, facing Chihiro.
"Aren't you guys being a bit mean to this little kid? He doesn't look like he was going to insult this band or anything…"
Amika shrugged.
"Who cares? It's not like we give a shit about him…"
Keima and Hana lowered their heads, facing each other.
"We've got ourselves a solid candidate for Yui… Now we need to find someone else for Tsukiyo."
Keima and Hana strolled through the school grounds. Keima placed his hands on his shoulders, humming to himself. Hana held out her piPhone, gazing upon a photo of Tsukiyo. Keima turned his head, blinking at the photo of Tsukiyo.
"So you found that girl without showing you what she at least look like… didn't you?"
Hana grinned.
"Well… I am a rich girl after all… I need to know who I'm dealing with before I analyse the situation…"
Hana turned her head, facing Keima.
"So what are you going to do once you've found her?"
Keima placed his hands on his chin.
"Now that I think about it… she may have no other ties with people at school besides me…"
Hana lowered her eyelids.
"So you thought you could do the same strategy as when you used it for Yui?"
Keima gritted his teeth in rage.
"Hey! I'm trying to think of something!"
Voices coming from Keima irritated his ears, making his teeth grit harder.
"These damn noisy bugs won't give me a chance!"
Keima and Hana turned around, facing a group of boys. They held their books out, gazing upon the pictures and words. The boys chattered amongst each other about the manga.
"This new author is awesome!"
"What an amazing starting chapter to his series! I can't wait for the next instalment!"
Keima stood behind a boy's shoulders, gazing upon an image of a doll looking similar to Tsukiyo. He blinked at the doll floating above a boy. This is strange yet a lot remarkable for someone who can at least conjure this image that almost matches Tsukiyo's looks… The boys turned their heads, glaring at Keima.
"What do you want Otamegane?"
"Did you come here to say how shitty this manga is?"
"It's not his fault galge games makes his brain fucked up!"
Instead of reacting by anger, Keima's eyes glimmered, pushing his hands against his cheeks.
"This is one amazing manga magazine! Where can I get it from?"
The boys frowned, revealing their suspicions on Keima.
"What is this guy up to?"
"I bet he wanted to buy the magazine and show us how crappy it is!"
"Let's leave! Before he pester us more…"
The boys lifted themselves from the ground, strolling away from Keima and Hana. They grumbled amongst each other about Keima. Keima sighed, watching the boys leave him behind. Dammit! It might take hours to search for this particular magazine around this town. I might be running out of time at this stage… Hana strolled towards Keima, placing her hands on her shoulders.
"I've seen many boys at my former school reading those magazines. Perhaps I can show you where to get them after school…"
Keima pulled out a magazine from the shelf, flipping through a few pages. He gazed upon the same picture he saw. The shop manger shouted at him, demanding him to pay up. Hana placed a thousand yen note on it, smiling at him.
"Keep the change. This is for a friend of mine."
Hana turned away from the manager, making him blink at the note. She stood next to Keima, gazing upon the pages being flipped.
"Say, you found anything from it?"
Keima closed the book, placing it on Hana's hands.
"Judging by this chapter alone… he might be another perfect candidate for Tsukiyo…"
Keima and Hana exited the store, strolling through the streets.
"Only a few problems stand in my way of getting him in contact…"
Hana blinked at Keima.
"And what could that be?"
Keima placed his hands on his chin and hummed.
"Well… first of all… I would assume that this guy isn't from Majima, and so I have to find his address…"
Hana closed her eyes, folding her arms.
"You're still forgetting about what I can do… tracking him down will be a breeze!"
"You could be right… but another problem is that we have no ties with him, and so we'll be labelled as strangers, though…"
Hana opened her eyes, waiting for Keima to respond.
"What's the matter?"
Keima sighed.
"I still have to help one guy whom I think that-"
"My capturing god!"
Keima and Hana turned around, finding Tazaka running towards him. He stopped, tilting his head to the ground. He squatted down, panting for air.
"What… happened? I've… been looking… everywhere… for you… and-"
He lifted his head up, blinking at Hana. He widened his eyes, dropping his jaws in shock.
"You have another girlfriend already!"
Keima and Hana widened their eyes, feeling their cheeks red. Keima gritted his teeth, feeling embarrassed.
"Sh-she's not my girlfriend!"
Tazaka scratched his head, giggling nervously.
"Oh… my bad…"
He moved towards Keima, grabbing him by Keima's shirt. He shook his god hard, making Keima's eyes twirl around.
"Why didn't you come today? I missed out on another school event! I can't believe it! I missed my chance of getting more of her affection!"
Tazaka widened her eyes, finding Miho entering a shop. He dropped Keima on the ground, leaving him groaning in nausea. Tazaka gazed upon the shop, pointing at the sign.
"Kyuroria sweets shop! This girl's in there!"
Hana blinked at Tazaka.
"So who are you supposed to be exactly?"
Tazaka turned around, gazing upon Hana.
"I'm sorry for not introducing myself…"
Tazaka bowed down while Keima lifted himself from the ground.
"Sankichi Tazaka. The demon warlord."
Hana cocked her eyebrows.
"Demon warlord?"
Keima turned around, gazing upon the shop. He placed his hands on his shoulders, humming to himself. Seems like it was lucky for me to get this progress for this annoying shit going. I could mix in the tactics for that Sumire girl with the current ones… After all, I guess fixed locations gives some form of advantage after all… so… should I get him to work there or not? Keima closed his eyes, forming a smile on his face.
"Come. We must make haste before we launch another attack at a shop!"
Hana blinked at Keima and Tazaka walking across the street. What are these boys doing now? Hana walked across the road, following after him. Keima placed his hands on Tazaka's shoulders.
"Here's the plan…"
An image of Tazaka walking inside the store appeared inside his mind.
"First off, you shall go in there and buy the items there. Then, you shall go to the counter where that girl is working. That way, you'll be able to engage in a brief conversation before leaving. This is pretty much a one shot deal for today, so make it last."
Tazaka crossed his lips.
"I don't know about that…"
Keima sighed, making the image disappear inside his mind. If I can't get him confident, I don't know what I should do next. Suddenly, Miho exited the store, carrying a basket of sweets. Keima, Tazaka and Hana turned around, gazing upon Miho. Her body trembled in fear, feeling her heart thumping quickly. She gazed upon Tazaka's shining face, making her cheeks slightly red. She felt her body frozen – unable to move out. She gasped, feeling breathless. She turned around and ran away from them. Tazaka covered his hands with his eyes, sobbing like a humongous baby.
"Oh god! I missed out! What should I do?"
Keima crossed his lips. Oops… I guess I miscalculated this girl… Hana folded her arms, chuckling sinisterly.
"Boys… they always think that things are over for them…"
Keima and Tazaka turned their heads, blinking at her. Tazaka frowned at her, waving his fists around.
"What do you mean? She got scared of me and ran away!"
Hana shook her head.
"You do realise that I'm a girl right? And having a girl on your side means that you're getting a much needed help!"
Keima covered his chin with his hands.
"Now that I think about it… it does look like that she got frightened for a different reason."
Hana smiled at Keima.
"Take this man for example. He can analyse his situation well… and I do agree with him. Maybe you should get her to go out on a date with you."
Tazaka widened his eyes.
"WWWHHAAAA? ARE YOU SERIOUS?"
Hana sighed.
"Boys… they can also be miserable incapable beings wanting more of my help…"
Tazaka pointed his fingers and frowned at her.
"Don't you downgrade us boys like that!"
He turned his head, watching Keima slowly nodded his head.
"Now that I think about it, passive people have less chance of refusing to go out on dates than with active people around these timeframes and circumstances…"
Keima lifted his hands up, pointing at a sky.
"Perhaps this is the right time to confess!"
Tazaka dropped his jaws, watching Keima point his hands at him. Keima smiled, showing off his god-like eyes.
"I shall go plan a script for you! You better be prepared for Monday! I will make you succeed!"
Keima and Hana sat at a couch, gazing upon the table. Hana's cheeks slightly reddened, feeling her heart thumping quickly. I… I almost forgot how nervous I might get being alone with a guy like Keima… Keima quickly tapped the keys on the laptop, watching pages form quickly. I better make haste using mother's laptop. This script requires a lot of information and so I'm making it as quickly as possible. That way, I'll be free from his grasp and I can focus on other tasks at hands. Hana turned her head, gazing upon Keima. He's somehow obsessed with trying to remove situations quickly… yet… I can feel a gentle side inside of him… if only I could…
Keima turned his head, facing Hana.
"Is there a problem?"
Hana blinked at Keima. She faced away from Keima, shaking her head.
"No… not really…"
She paused for a moment.
"So… what are you going to do with the candidates?"
Keima turned his head away from her, focusing on the laptop screen.
"Yes… I was aiming to find someone to teach one of my candidates the ways to succeed in confessing their love and winning the targeted girls' hearts. However, I will be able to teach one of Kumuro's friends after I'm done with that guy…"
Hana nodded her head. I remember those boys… Are they focusing on different girls now? Hana moved her hands to her lips, chuckling confidently.
"Ah yes… I remember when these boys were competing for my love against each other… quite entertaining to watch them battle their way for me…"
Hana turned her head, gazing upon Keima's eyes and glasses glowing form the screen. She crossed her lips, feeling concerned about him. Is… is he always like this? Trying to ignore others so that he can focus on his own things? Suddenly, Kumuro entered Keima's house, carrying his laptop case with him.
"Hey there Keima buddy! I finished my novel and I was gonna edit my stuff and crap. Do you mind if you-"
Kumuro widened his eyes, finding Hana sitting on a couch next to him. He placed the laptop case on the ground, charging towards her. He hugged her firmly, making Hana widen her eyes.
"Hana-chan! I'm so glad you've came to visit me! You-"
Kumuro lowered his eyes, smelling suspicion coming out of her body.
"Hang on… why didn't you visit me first? Why were you with Keima all this time?"
Hana chuckled nervously, hesitating to find words.
"Well umm… this friend of yours… he-"
Keima turned his head, facing Kumuro.
"She helped me out getting the candidates for my plans. Not only that… but she also helped me prepare for Monday's final showdown."
Kumuro widened his eyes.
"You… are you sure Tazaka's ready?"
Keima nodded his head, pressing the print button on it. He could hear printer noises made from Mari's room. Kumuro moved away from Hana, lifting the case up. He sat next to Hana, placing the laptop case on the table.
"How about we all have a look at my novel for now! I've finished it you know…"
Hana strolled through the school corridors, hearing students around her whispering amongst each other. She closed her eyes, overhearing them about her arrival at school. According to my sources from last night, I heard that this Yui girl is in 2A… the same class as I'm about to attend… She grinned sinisterly, plotting a plan inside her mind. Oh yes… I can see it now… I won't let this girl take my Keima away from me… Hana stood still, gazing upon the sign "2-A". She entered the room to her left, gazing upon a teacher turning her head.
The teacher smiled at her, holding her hands out.
"Ah… you must be our newest student from Heaven's haven private school. Welcome to the class 2-A of Majima high!"
The students turned their heads, gazing upon her. The students whispered amongst each other, talking about Hana.
"Check this out… it's the new girl!"
"I heard that she's one of the richest in Japan. They even have their own horse barn!"
"Damn! I wish she would go out with me!"
"Dream on! She's mine for the taking!"
Yui turned her head, gazing upon Hana. Hana closed her eyes, smiling at her fellow peers.
"It is an honour to see such wonderful classmates of mine to fit into this lovely school."
The teacher pointed her hand at an empty seat near Yui, causing Hana to stroll towards it. A few boys fainted, feeling their heart being ripped apart. Hana carefully pulled the chair away from the desk, placing herself on it. As she pushed herself and the chair forward, the girls whispered amongst each other.
"Looks like she really is posh…"
"Well that's all rich people can do."
Hana turned her head, gazing upon Yui. The teacher opened her book, drawing her student's attention. Yui turned her head around, noticing Hana staring at her. Hana held her hands out showing no harm.
"What's your name? You seemed to belong to an aristocratic family I assume."
Yui studied her eyes carefully.
"Are you going out with Keima-sama now?"
Hana blinked at her. Keima-sama? Going out? Her cheeks slowly reddened, making her hands move away from Yui.
"Well umm… What on earth are you-?"
Yui frowned at her.
"I've seen you with Keima-sama during band practice. I won't let you keep him for yourself!"
Hana imagined herself forming a sinister look on her face. Not only smart but competitive I see… well I was about to be friends with her, but if she wanted to play that way… She closed her eyes, facing away from Yui.
"Well if you don't want to be friends with me… I'm fine by that."
Keima and Kumuro strolled out of class with other students. They marched through the corridors, having something important in their minds. Kumuro turned his head, facing Keima.
"I'm gonna edit more stuff at the library. I hope that Tazaka guy will succeed!"
The boys stopped moving, feeling something blocking their way. They turned their heads, finding Amika stand in their way. She widened her eyes in shock and disbelief.
"Why didn't you guys tell me?"
Keima and Kumuro blinked at her.
"Tell us about what?"
Amika moved closer to Kumuro.
"Your friend from Narusawa! I can't believe that she's here!"
Kumuro blinked at Amika for a moment.
"Oh yeah… Hana-chan…"
Amika gazed upon Kumuro's face. He… he's not slightly bothered by her arrival?
"Why is she here all of a sudden?"
Kumuro scratched his head, chuckling nervously.
"Well… I didn't exactly ask her that yesterday…"
Keima strolled past Amika and Kumuro, holding his PFP up.
"If you don't mind, I'm going to find that guy."
Amika turned her head around, glaring at Keima. She folded her arms, squinting at him.
"What is that Otamegane up to now?"
Keima strolled through the grounds, walking past many students. He gazed upon his PFP, feeling his face glowing from the screen light. Finally… after many days of having to work with him, I'll have one less to worry about and- Suddenly, he stopped moving, lowering his PFP. He widened his eyes in fear, finding Yui standing in front of Keima. Hey… hey hey hey! She's not supposed to be here right now! Is this one way for you to slow me down reality? Yui clutched onto her wrapped present firmly. She marched forward, grabbing his hands. He shivered in fear, gazing upon her hands touching him gently.
His heart thumped quickly, feeling his cheeks reddening. Yui formed a frown on her face.
"I've seen what you've done…"
Keima blinked at Yui.
"D… Done what?"
The shadows formed around Yui's face.
"You ditched Kanon-chan and started going out with some other girl… that's not really pleasant for you, Keima-sama…"
Keima cocked his eyebrows. What?
"But… we're not together…"
Keima waited for Yui to change her face. Instead she continued gazing upon his face, making him whimper in fear.
"You know… I've seen you make out with that girl at a classroom near the band practice… You really are quite a womaniser, aren't you? I won't stand by and watch you drown yourself in the sins you committed…"
She pulled Keima's body towards her, smiling at him.
"But… I will show you what true love is!"
He pushed himself away from her, falling on the ground. He whimpered in fear, backing himself away from her.
"You… why are you doing this to me?"
Yui threw her present at him, making him pick it up and blink at it.
"This is for our future… Keima-sama…"
Keima carefully unwrapped the present, having his minded flooded with endless possibilities. He widened his eyes, gazing upon a school uniform.
"Wha… What monstrosity is this?"
He lifted the clothes up, taking a closer look at the details. The skirt beckoned him to wear it around his legs.
"A GIRL'S SCHOOL UNIFORM?"
Yui closed her eyes, smiling at him.
"Well it does suit you well…"
Keima leaned forward, shouting at her.
"I am a boy, and YOU EXPECT ME TO WEAR THAT CRAP TO SCHOOL?"
Yui sighed, making her cheeks redden.
"You see… if we are going to start dating together… people will start getting confused about two people wearing boy's clothes…"
Keima's head grew bigger.
"YOU COULD EASILY RESOLVE THAT SHIT IF YOU WEAR A DRESS!"
Yui opened her eyes, placing her hands on her heart.
"Well don't worry about it… you'll get used to it since it is really comfortable!"
Keima's head grew a lot bigger.
"I DON'T WANNA GET USED TO THAT CRAP!"
Yui pulled Keima towards hers, holding him by her lips. He whimpered, feeling his heart beat faster. His head shrunk to normal. Yui lowered her eyes, feeling her face completely red.
"Don't worry… as long as there is love, we can overcome anything…"
Keima's eyes spun around. Crap… maybe this is the side effect of that damn crystal! Maybe that's why I'm somehow getting weaker! Damn you reality! You exposed this exploit, didn't ya? Hana strolled towards Keima. She held her hands out, calling for his name.
"Keima. Are you there?"
Suddenly, her eyes widened, feeling shocked to see Yui grasping Keima's body. EEEEEEEHHH? Keima turned his head, gazing upon her shocked face. His face shined, feeling excited to be saved. He pushed his body out of Yui's grasp, running towards Hana. He wrapped his arms around Hana's legs, rubbing his head on them.
"Oh thank god you're here! This mean girl is trying to seduce me into oblivion! I tried to stop her but nothing works on her! Thank god you've arrived in time! I feel saved by your presence!"
Hana's body trembled, feeling her heart beating quickly. Is… is he…? Goose bumps formed around her body, making her cheeks red. Keima lifted his body up, grabbing her hands. She dragged her away from Yui, making for his escape. Yui folded her arms, glaring at the escaping perpetrators. There's no way this new girl's getting my Keima-sama!
Amika sat next to Kumuro, gazing upon the laptop screen. Wow… he wrote that many pages for his novel? She closed his eyes watching Kumuro jumping up and down with joy. Maybe he'll become famous one day, and people will start praising for him. She saw herself standing next to him, wrapping her arms around his. I could be that novelist's love interest and maybe… Amika closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around her body. Maybe we'll be together forever! This shall be a happy ending worthwhile! Kumuro turned his head around, staring at Amika. He blinked at her weird actions. What is she doing to herself?
"Amika-chan?"
Amika snapped out of her dream, turning her head facing Kumuro. She giggled nervously, scratching her head.
"Oh umm… I was thinking of happy thoughts…"
Kumuro shrugged at her. He pushed the laptop towards her, smiling at her.
"Dya mind if you read the novel and tell me what you think of it?"
Amika's eyes shined brightly. Not only that… I… I could be the one winning his heart as a fellow tester…
"Sure…"
Amika gazed upon the laptop screen, absorbing the words inside her mind. Kumuro turned his head, noticing Shiori strolling towards her desk. There she is! While I get Amika-chan busy, I'll have time helping Shiomiya-san out! Kumuro lifted himself from the chair, advancing towards her. Amika's smile brightened, gazing upon the words shining at her. Hey. This is actually quite entertaining. I better say this one to my Kumuro-sama. Amika turned her head, gazing upon Kumuro. She widened her eyes, dropping her jaw at the sight of Shiori. Hey! Why are you there, Kumuro-sama?
Kumuro leaned forward to Shiori, smiling at her.
"Hey there! How's your progress with the novel?"
Shiori turned around, blinking at him. Her cheeks reddened, gazing upon Kumuro's face.
"Umm... I uh..."
She dragged her book across the desk, placing it near him. He lifted the novel up, gazing upon the title "ye evil king". Shiori faced away from Kumuro, hiding her blush.
"I decided to make a different one..."
Kumuro shrugged, smiling at the novel.
"Well... let's see how it turns out..."
Kumuro opened the novel, skimming through the pages. Each page being flipped caused his face to slowly form a terrified face. Oh god... this time this "King Muharason XIV" is a huge letdown... not only that but you also have a copycat version of Joan of arc... He moved his head away from the novel, gazing upon Shiori. If I tell her this is crap, she may not take the criticism well... so... what should I do? Kumuro placed the novel on the desk and sighed.
"That new idea of yours was alright, but..."
Shiori turned her head, gazing upon Kumuro's critic face. Kumuro pointed at the novel, shifting her focus to it.
"I think I prefer the first story you had... but maybe you could try and get the other two main characters break out of the prison called the library and try and start a revolution..."
Kumuro moved his hands away from the book. Shiori sighed, having an image of Kurt inside her mind. Why don't you just admit to him your true feelings? You and I both know what that previous story you made was all about… An image of Shiori popped inside her head, frowning at Kurt. I didn't ask you to speak on my behalf! Besides, he's helping me create a novel. Kurt snorted at her, folding her arms. Oh yeah… I remember that stupid bet you made with that so-called chairman. I really like to see you succeed before the due date… Shiori gritted her teeth at him. She conjured a broom on her hand, swiping it at him.
Go away! I never asked you to be here in the first place! Kumuro blinked at Shiori's absent-minded eyes. He waved his hands around her, snapping her out of her daydream.
"So anyway, is your first story with you?"
Shiori gazed upon his face, hesitating to find words.
"Umm… I… I think I left it at home…"
Shiori picked up her novel, walking away from Kumuro.
"I'll… I'll be back quickly."
Kumuro formed a smile on his face, watching her leave him behind. At least she's getting good progress with her novel at least… Kumuro turned around, noticing Amika folding her arms. She frowned at him, making Kumuro blink at her.
"Did you finish reading my novel that quickly?"
Tazaka twiddled his thumbs, feeling nervous. Where are they? I really am nervous for this day… An image of his dream girl appeared inside his mind. It's about to become reality… this might be the best day of my life! Tazaka closed his eyes, placing his hands on his cheeks. I couldn't imagine the possibilities of having someone with me! Oh the joyous feelings of having one… especially… An image of Miho appeared inside his mind. …this Miho girl. Oh she looked so cute! Keima and Hana strolled towards Tazaka, drawing his attention. Tazaka widened his eyes, finding Keima holding out a huge script.
"I can't read that much! The confession is about to begin!"
Keima sighed.
"Then skim as much as possible while absorbing all the knowledge in your brain. You have a huge role to play today."
Tazaka snatched the script off him, gazing upon the pages. His eyes moved around the pages quickly, sucking up data inside his head. Must… act… like… a computer… Hana blinked at Tazaka flipping through the pages quickly. Is he… super skimming it? Hana turned her head, facing Keima.
"What are you planning to do with this guy for today?"
Keima turned his head, facing Hana.
"An afterschool confession will suffice for him. The script actually contains 35% of the things needed for the confession. The rest is for options for him to take her out on a date…"
Tazakas' eyes popped out, making his jaws dropped.
"HEY! WHY DO I NEED TO MEMORISE THE PLACES FOR MY FIRST DATE? ISN'T IT JUST A CONFESSION?"
Keima chuckled, placing his hands on his glasses.
"Once you successfully confess of your love, the next step is organising a date. I've prepared all of that for you, in case you wanted to further nurture this relationship you will soon obtain…"
Tazaka sighed, placing the script on the floor.
"Okay… I'm ready…"
Keima and Hana stood away from Tazaka, watching him perform the deed to Miho. Keima turned his head, facing Hana.
"Did you have any luck finding someone else to help Tsukiyo's potential lover?"
Hana sighed.
"Well I didn't really get started with finding someone who can teach people to succeed like you were doing right now…"
Hana turned her head around, gazing upon his calm god-like eyes.
"Say… can't you teach two candidates at a time…"
Keima closed his eyes, imagining his body being worn down by many crying boys.
"My body has some limits as to how much I can do… If I do that, I wouldn't attend to both of the candidates at the same time. However, I have yet a clue as to finding someone just as good as I am…"
Hana nodded her head. Perhaps it's my chance to get to know his interests while I have the chance…
"Say… do you have a website of your own?"
Keima nodded his head. Hana took a step closer to him.
"Can… can you show me that website of yours?"
Keima sighed. I guess we have nothing better to do at the moment. He pulled out his PFP, making the screen form an internet browser. His hands slightly shook from his brain forgetting a few details. Crap… I can't believe I forgot my own URL… This is kinda embarrassing as the capturing god… He moved the cursor around, pressing the textbox. He pulled out the keyboard tray from the PFP, typing in the words "capturing god". The screen changed, showing many texts about the capturing god. Suddenly, he widened his eyes, gazing upon the huge words "messenger of god". Wha… what's this? I've never seen this website before…
Keima moved the cursor around, clicking on the link. Hana blinked at the webpage background being pink.
"Is… Is that your website?"
Keima shook his head.
"This is someone else's… I was just checking this website out…"
His eyes were fixed on the words "by the will of the capturing god". Whoever this mortal is, he somehow claimed that this "messenger" fellow is associated with me… what a fool! I, the capturing god, am not associated with any mere mortal! An image of Kumuro appeared inside his mind, making him lower his eyelids. Okay… maybe except for Kumuro, but I disregard him anyway… The PFP revealed many more pages, granting Keima more knowledge. He eyes became wider, feeling surprised of the texts written in stone. Whoever this messenger is… he… he could have the same logic and powers as I do…
Tazaka jumped towards Keima, smiling with glee.
"Thank you SOOO much, kami-sama!"
Tazaka squeezed Keima's body, making him choke.
"Not only did I win my beloved's heart, I've organised my first date in a flash! I am forever in your debt!"
Keima gritted his teeth, squirming in pain.
"Get… offa… mee!"
Tazaka moved away from Keima, scratching his head.
"Sorry about that…"
Tazaka strolled away from Keima, holding his arms out.
"I guess… this is goodbye… thank you… thanks for everything…"
Hana blinked at Tazaka leaving. Is this guy very dramatic whenever someone like him gets what he wants? Hana turned her head away from him, facing Keima. Keima raised his arm up, pointing at the sky.
"I, the capturing god, shall visit this so-called messenger of god!"
Keima and Hana strolled through the streets, walking past many houses. Hana held a small book, gazing upon the map of Narusawa.
"To think that I didn't have to go back to that city after moving in…"
She turned her head, gazing upon Keima's god-like face. He hasn't talked after I helped him track that messenger down. She crossed her lips, watching him gaze upon his PFP. Is… Is he this obsessed with his goals?
"Umm… have you thought of what we should say to this "messenger" before we encounter him?"
Keima's face glowed from the PFP screen.
"I just figured that we just knock on the door and tell him we have business with them…"
Hana lowered her eyelids.
"Great… so we pretty much knock on the door and let some stranger open the door so that he will let us in like that?"
Keima and Hana stopped moving. He turned away from her, facing a house.
"There isn't anyone else at school who can think as well as I can. It'll be better if I contact this messenger guy anyway…"
Hana gazed upon its white coat glimmering from the sun. For an ordinary house, it seemed to be somewhat pretty. Could possibly be expensive too… Keima strolled towards the door, standing near it. He placed his PFP back inside the pocket, pushing the doorbell. Hana stood near Keima, folding her arms. The door swung open, making a loud creak and revealing Ryou. His blond hair sparkled from the sun outside. His face glimmered brightly. Ryou blinked at his visitors, wondering why they're here.
"Do I know you two?"
Keima placed his hands on his glasses, making them glint.
"I am the capturing god. Are you the messenger of god?"
Ryou slowly leaned forward, gazing upon his face. He continued blinking at him.
"Really? I thought you would look more god-like… I even-"
Ryou formed an angry face, frowning at Keima. He pointed his fingers at him, making his eyes red.
"Wait a minute! Are you trying to trick me?"
Keima and Hana blinked at his rage. (Keima) This guy seems to be almost gullible… (Hana) I knew we should've made another approach… Keima chuckled loudly, causing Han to turn her head to him. What is he up to now?
"Why would this be a trick? I am here because of the rumours about me having my own messenger!"
Keima's god-like voice doused Ryou's rage, making him blink again. He closed his eyes, forming a huge smirk. He extended his right hand out to Keima, making Hana widen her eyes. Eh? It worked? Ryou rested his left hand on his forehead, covering his eye.
"The name's Asama Ryou. It is a pleasure to meet my very own god in person. Who would've thought that he definitely existed in this very world?"
Ryo turned away from Keima and Hana, strolling through the hallway.
"Come, come. Make yourselves at home."
Keima and Hana strolled inside his house, closing the door behind them. A shadowy figure stood in front of the house, folding his arms out. Just by looking at that person… he must be the one!
Author's Note: This is it! The chapter where Hana now gets out in action! Judging by this chapter, she'll be helping out Keima for the enxt few chapters or so... And surprise suprise! Looks like one of the mysterious guys turned out to be Asama Ryou (for those who don't know who this bufffon is, he's Nora's useless buddy from the original manga series). Well the reason why Ryou is included in the fanfic is because he's just as "loveable" and funny as Elsie. Who else can replace this guy? In the next chapter, the other mysterious guy will be revealed... stay tune and subscribe to this series if you want to know ASAP...
Otherwise, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and this series.