Hello! I'm so, so sorry for not updating in months. It's just been a busy time for me as always, with RL and other stories taking time away from writing TWOSK. There are a lot of followers that I've let down because of this, and I'm sorry. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter, even if it is too short for my tastes.

Side-note: TWOSK is the most popular Baka to Test X-over story, and it's all thanks to you guys. Kanpai! I lost to a certain someone (W-senpai) when it comes to TWOGK X-over stories, though. Oh well, I'll try harder!

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Chapter Forty-one: Me, Mizuki, and Dates to Plan

"Alright, so here's the plan for the upcoming war against 2-E," said Yuuji, smacking a blackboard with a fancy pointer. He and the rest of the "fantastic four" were hanging out in their usual spot - the little shack on the rooftop - so that they could plan out the war. Keima, looking closely, saw discord in Yuuji's eye. Probably didn't want to have to go through a war against someone he was attracted to. Of course, it was all part of Keima's plan. It had to be that way. All he had to do was let his pieces fall into place. "Since we basically overpower Class E in terms of raw strength, all we have to do is press on that advantage. Akihisa and Mizuki shall storm the gates, and because most of 2-E's students aren't that powerful, it should be a breeze. Sure, I'll set up some countermeasures just in case, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem to beat E. Any questions?"

Kouta and Hideyoshi both shook their heads, while Keima raised a hand. After Yuuji signalled him to voice his concerns, Keima lowered his hand and asked, "What are we going to ask of them when we win?"

Yuuji had to roll his eyes when he heard the "when" in his sentence. The obvious arrogance was an after effect of some change that he went through, and while the red-haired slacker didn't like it much, he couldn't deny that Akihisa came out smarter thanks to it. In response to Keima's question, he shrugged. "I have no idea, Akihisa. I might end up asking for nothing to get on her good side."

"Really now? Well, I have a suggestion, and I think you might like it."

Keima made his proposal. Yuuji blushed for the first time in forever.

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"I almost wish for stronger opponents. These guys are kinda pitiful," said the Capturing God, smacking aside the 270-power enemy Shoukanjuu with his own 1430-power summon. His companion in battle, Mizuki, didn't know how to respond to that and thought it over as she crushed yet another summon that tried to blind side her. In the end, she decided to cutely pout.

"That's kind of mean to them, Akihisa," replied Mizuki. Just like Yuuji predicted, the monstrous combo made short work of the Class E forces. They were just too weak for the joint effort of two Class F students who were capable of reaching A with ease. Sure, they'd tire eventually, but not before cutting down Hiromi's Shoukanjuu and ending the war. If Hiromi wanted to win, she'd have to pull something up her sleeve.

And she did.

"Grah!" cried Keima, falling to the ground as an explosion from behind took out a big chunk of his Shoukanjuu-Mecha, knocking his power level from 1350 to a dangerously low 160. It didn't help that he could feel the explosion hit his summon because of Keima's status as a Punishment Inspector. It was like he was doused with gasoline and lit on fire. He was engulfed with heat and pain. Luckily, he remained conscious, managing to stand up and see Kouta Tsuchiya dragged away on the shoulder of Ironman. So he self-destructed, and the reason why was in the Voyeur's limp hand: now-rare pictures of Akihisa Yoshii in a yukata. Keima guessed that Hiromi bribed him with them so that he'd self destruct and drastically lower his points. He was lucky that he didn't lose all his points.

And it appeared that Mizuki was just as lucky, as she extended a hand towards Keima with her bruised Shoukanjuu in her shoulder. "Hurry, Akihisa, before they notice that we're weakened."

Keima took her advice and followed her to the classroom as Minami, Mr. Hasegawa - a math teacher - and a bunch of other students rushed past them. Minami hollered, "It's good to see that you're fine! Just hurry and take some supplementary classes!"

They arrived at the classroom, where Mr. Fuse with a stack of test papers was waiting. They quickly sat down and settled into a routine of answering the papers with lightning-fast speed. It was a sight to see. Slightly bored and wanting to talk to Akihisa, Mizuki asked, "Akihisa, do you wanna get some crepes later?"

"I'm busy later, so I can't," bluntly replied Keima. He had to refuse. If all went well during the war, Keima would have to supervise a certain something. Plus, he didn't want to go near a Fallen Goddess host if he could help it.

"Aw, that's sad," commented the pink haired girl, leaning back into her chair and sighing. Keima could hear the loneliness in her tone. "It's been a while since we've hung out, and Minami and I miss you."

Well that put Keima in a precarious situation. If he left them alone when they were showing obvious signs of depression, the Archaic within them would only grow stronger. Keima would have to rush his plan a bit, and thanks to Mizuki, he could lay down the foundation right now. "Well, if you want, we could meet up tomorrow… but just you and I."

The busty girl's pencil clattered to the floor as her face turned a strong shade of red. "J-Just me and you!? Um, s-sure, Akihisa. Let's meet up at the crepe s-shop then!"

"Sounds like a plan-"

Keima was interrupted by the sound of cheers, followed by a crowd of Class F students with Minami on their shoulders. Apparently they had won without Keima and Mizuki, probably because Class E was already on its last ropes when the dynamic duo was taken out by Voyeur. Resting his hand, Keima smiled, his plan already unfolding as Yuuji was approached by Hiromi in the hallway.

"So, what do you want?" huffed Hiromi indignantly, arms crossed under her chest. The red-head sighed. It's not like he wanted to go to war with her, so why was she mad? "Are we going to switch facilities or not?"

"Only if you say no to my request. It's a simple one, really: your classmates will be sure to appreciate it," replied Yuuji, smiling like a mastermind. Hiromi, questioning the look on his face, turned around to see her subordinates with expectant looks on their faces. It looked like if she refused and they did the facilities swap, she'd regret it. The defeated Class Rep sighed and nodded.

"Go on a date with me, Hiromi."