Here it is, the second part to The Strongest Human. It took nearly a month, but it was worth it. Also, I'd like to address some reviews that a few people left.
To GunRunner805: It's obvious who Tsukune's disciple will be, but I won't blurt it out. I'll let the people reading this figure out who it is.
To Legionnas: If you remember from One Punch Man, property damage is pretty much inevitfable, so is the comedy routines.
To Zapper3000380: Yeah, if you don't like it, then drink some bleach faggot (I'm kidding by the way).
To egads: I'm not jumping on any kind of bandwagon whatsoever. I just enjoy the series to a certain extent.
For those who have no idea what I meant in the new update of the first chapter, the part where he gets bit is just comedic relief. Saitama being unable to kill a mosquito and getting clawed in the face by a cat are also acts of comedic relief. Basically gag powers in a nutshell, there's also no excuse to not have a bit of comedic relief.
That's it, enjoy.
Update: 12/2/2016
I've received criticism from a reviewer called chemiczen, who pointed out the many flaws of the paragraph where Tsukune calls out on the school's kill-on-sight rule, so I changed it to better improve this chapter. I also thank them for giving me a new idea to alter it.
(Guitar Bridge No.2)
A white silhouette of the brunette in a red background punches the screen, revealing the title of the story with red lettering among a white background.
Admidst the multitude of students at the entrance ceremony was a familiar brunette who was impatiently waiting for the school staff to arrive. He lost track of his new vampire friend, who told him that she needed to park her bike at one of the bike stands. Which lead to him now impatiently awaiting for the teachers to arrive on the podium, which irked him because of how long it's taking them to get here.
'What's taking them so long? I swear if this is all some kind of joke they're playing, then they're all getting punched,' thought Tsukune, who drummed his fingers on his knees to help cope with the amount of time it's taking them to arrive. So far, it isn't working anymore and was beginning to lose his patience.
Everyone else's constant talking with each other wasn't helping at all. Before he could do something rash, the staff finally arrived. All talking had ceased when one of the teachers who wore white priest robes addressed them. But because the 'priest dude' as Tsukune liked to call him went on a really long speech regarding the school itself, he chose to ignore him.
He went with a saying he made up throughout the few years of getting strong, and that saying was, "If an explanation contains more than twenty words, correct the speaker to shorten it to twenty words or less". Unfortanutely for Tsukune, the priest dude's speech didn't look like it was going to end anytime soon. Inwardly groaning, he thought he may as well pay attention to the robe wearing teacher.
'Just why can't it all be summarized in twenty words or less?' He thought to himself, while covering his face with his hands.
Several minutes later...
After enduring so many unneccessary words from the priest dude, Tsukune was now on his way to his homeroom. He was given his schedule after the entrance ceremony had ended. He did not want go through such a thing ever again. The thought of having to listen another long speech made him shudder.
As he walked throughout the hallway, his mind wandered to his newly befriended pink-haired companion. He was unable to find Moka after the ceremony, but left it at that since it wasn't something to fret over. Maybe he'll encounter her again today in a different part of the school.
That's if there isn't any bike crashing involved.
With that in mind, he continued to walk onwards to his first class. He was now in front of the door to his homeroom.
"Yep, definitely Room 1-3. Okay, better go in unless I want to be late," Tsukune said. A stray thought flew in his head as he grabbed the door handle, and had felt a wave of nostalgia flow through him. He was reminded of the many times he was late for his classes during middle school. He shook his head, not wanting such a thing to plague his mind.
That was all in the past, right now was the present. He turned the handle and opened the door. When he entered inside, he expected the teacher to be in the middle of a lesson of some sort, but what he got were extremely cautious looks that were aimed at him. Even the teacher looked weary of him. He briefly noted how the teacher's exposed cat tail and ears made her look odd, but intruiging.
"Um, is there something on me?" Tsukune asked everyone. He felt so exposed from everyone's eyes aimed towards him.
A few minutes before Tsukune's arrival...
Shizuka Nekonome was by far, a very cheery person. Perhaps too cheery for her own good. A person could tell her that a potential nuclear fallout could happen right now, and she would still not lose her happy composure. However, if someone so much as told her that there is no more raw fish left anywhere in either both the human and monster realms, she would freak out more than a particular individual finding out his World of Warcraft account got cancelled by his mom.
Some of the staff swear that her love for raw fish is about on equal level as her ever present cheery mood. Which now lead to her introducing herself to her new class for the year, with her eyes closed as always along with her bright smile.
"Good norning class! I will be your new homeroom and Human Monster relations teacher, Ms. Nekonome! Now, as many of you already know, Youkai Academy is a school for-" she suddenly stopped mid sentence, the hairs on the back of her neck stood straight up. Goosebumps riddled her skin as her tail and ears sprouted from her whole being. Her natural instincts kicked in, telling her that an extremely powerful and potentially dangrous individual was approaching.
She wasn't the only one, as every single student in the classroom also felt the powerful prescence. Parts of their true form were shown out of instinct. Their fight or flight response kicking in, preparing them should they either fight or flee from this huge power source that was steadily coming closer.
It was then that they could hear the sound of footsteps approaching. Normally it would've been difficult to pick up the sound of shoes hitting the floor, but because they all had partially transformed from pure instinct, mixed with the fact that their heartbeats were pumping high quantities of both blood and adrenaline, the constant sound of beating and footsteps were deafening.
As the sounds of heels striking the tiled school floor came closer, everyone became more nervous and paranoid by the seconds. The footsteps may as well be thunderclaps in their ears at this point. Sweat slowly dribbled from all their foreheads when the footsteps finally stopped at the front of the door. For a couple of seconds, there was no sound.
They all held in their breaths, anticipating for what the source of such huge power was about to enter. Then, the sound of the door handle being turned greeted their eardrums. The piece of metal turned agonizingly slow, though that might be from their perspective only. What seemed like a few seconds in an outside perspection, was a long time for everyone in the classroom.
When the handle could turn no more, that was the sign for the door to turn next. It went about the speed a snail would normally go at, again that was from their perspective only. It wasn't long before disbelief washed over them when they finally saw who was the source of such power. The first thing that went through everyone's heads was the one word question.
Why?
Why was this person, this average looking teenager the cause of such psychological panic?
Why does he look so normal but in reality the source of tremendous power?
But more importantly, why is his face and overal appearance so blank and unimpressive? There may have been some other lame-looking attendees at the school, but there was no way he could be that lame in the look department. Unless that was part of his human disguise, then it would be understandable. Those small pinpricks substituting for his irises and pupils were kind of unusual, as though there was more to him than he unknowingly let on. Their constant staring must be making him uncomfortable, if his awkward shifting was any indication.
"Um, is there something on me?" He asked everyone. At once, they all reeled in the parts of their monster forms, making them look human once more. After an extended silence Shizuka Nekonome decided to ask for the identity of the brunette.
"W-Who are you?" She asked, still shaken from shortly experiencing what it was like to be in the presence of a being who could end you without notice.
"I'm Tsukune Aono. I was supposed to go to room 1-3 which is my homeroom. Is this it right here?" Tsukune asked, showing his schedule to the blonde cat lady. When she examined it, she now understood why he was here. No wonder it felt like something was missing before he came here. She was currently missing two students who have yet to arrive. One Tsukune Aono and one Moka Akashiya. The latter had yet to arrive.
"Oh, I see! You're one of the students who haven't arrived yet. Well, you can take a seat right over..." she paused mid sentence for the second time that day so as to find a desk that hasn't been taken yet. After some observing, she found an unoccupied desk. "...there!" She said with her usual enthusiasm returning in her voice, pointing at where his desk is at.
Without saying another word, Tsukune walked towards his new desk. He was given some stares by the other students, no doubt still in denial that someone that average looking can be a threat. Especially one serial rapist who had a habit of licking and waving his tongue around. When the brown-haired boy finally sat down on his designated seat, he took a small moment to observe the whole classroom. It looked as normal as any other classroom, so there wasn't much observe at all.
"Ahem, as I was saying, Youkai Academy is a school built for monsters to attend!"
Tsukune only blinked in response to that statement with his bored, plain face on. Those who continued to look at him funny noticed how he looked, unamused for a better term. Like how someone already knew the joke someone was going to say before it could be spoken, and was disappointed that it wasn't funny at all.
"Right now, our current problem is that humans rule the entire Earth. In order for us monsters to continue to survive, we must coexist peacefully with them. At this academy, you will learn "How to coexist with humans!".
Tsukune's face remained the same.
"So for that reason, as a school rule you will all live your lives here in Human Form!"
One overpowered brunette still looked unamused.
"Do you all understand? It's a matter of disguising yourself well as a human. This is the foundation of coexistence. You are never allowed to let your fellow students know your 'True Form', understand?!" She asked the whole classroom.
Tsukune, at this point now looked one-hundred percent unamused. He looked like he achieved the ultimate poker face that no one else was able to perfect.
'Why the hell am I here again?' He thought to himself. Only a second passed did he remember why. 'Oh that's right, my dad picked up a flier that a weird priest dropped. Why was he dumb enough to do that?' he could still remember that little moment when his dad came back home from work with a flier in hand.
"Tsukune! Take a look at this flier!" Koji Aono said to his son as soon as he was in his peripherals. Tsukune took the flier from his dad and looked it over. Confusion etched onto his plain face, attempting to make sense of both the situation and the school that his dad is obviously suggesting he should go to.
"...What the heck is this dad?" Tsukune asked his father. The teenager's current apparel was an ash-grey hoodie, blue jeans and a pair of red and white sneakers. His mother, Kasumi Aono got interested in the bit of news she just heard while preparing the table for dinner.
"Youkai Private Academy. It sounds like you can go to this school with this paperwork. Even though you didn't pass the necessary exams to get into the other high schools, you can go attend this one right now," Koji said. Kasumi was delighted to hear this.
What kind of parents wouldn't be happy if their children can have the chance to get a good education?
"Really honey?! You mean our 15 year old son won't be a dropout anymore?!"
"Yes! That's exactly what I said!"
"You guys know that I'm literally standing here and can hear what you're saying, right?" Unfortunately for Tsukune, his parents were busy hugging each other, both happy that the brunette would be able to get a good education. The teenager looked at the scene with a small sweatdrop.
Sure he was technically a dropout, but did they have to bring that topic up?
"Where did you even get the flier from?" Tsukune asked his dad again. Koji paused his little celebration with his wife to think back to where he actually got it from. After some time, he gave his answer.
"I... got it from a priest that gave off a really creepy vibe," Koji said trying not to sound suspicious in front of his only son. A vein throbbed and bulged slightly on Tsukune's forehead while retaining his blank look.
"So you picked it up without the dude's consent then, is that it?" Tsukune replied with a deadpanned voice.
"Ahahah..." Koji laughed nervously, knowing that the teenager immediately caught onto his own little twist of the truth on how he acquired the flier. "Well, uh, I didn't say that exactly," he explained while rubbing the back of his head. Tsukune then focused his attention back to the flier in his hands.
"So, Youkai Academy huh? I hope it's better than that crappy excuse of a middle school I attended."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Guilt welled up inside both Koji and Kasumi. They knew what he meant by that, oh they sure as hell knew what he truly meant. They could easily pick up the sound of distaste hidden beneath his blank look and voice.
It made them wish they couldn't.
The sad part about the hidden, underlying truth is that they didn't even notice it until a year later. What's worse is that they were unknowingly a part of the whole thing. The feeling of self-disgust accompanied the guilt that slowly grew. Tsukune apparently picked up on this and addressed it immediately.
"You guys know that it wasn't your fault right? I mean, you didn't actually know and you thought you were trying to help me. Still, it doesn't change the fact the that it was still a major asshole move you guys made."
Normally, parents would scold their children for cursing in front of them. This was an exception, because the truth had hit them home.
Hard.
Both husband and wife looked at each other before looking at their son with the slightest hints of uneasiness. Koji started first.
"Tsukune... you know that I was only suggesting that you should go, right? You don't have to go if you don't want to."
Kasumi was next to voice out her reassurance.
"That's right sweetie. If you don't like it, then we won't force you to go," Tsukune just waved his hand nonchalantly at them.
"Nah, that's fine. Besides it's a better alternative than being jobless. I mean who's gonna hire someone like me that breaks something just because I let my control slip?" Both his parents winced at that. They were absolutely aware of their son's monstrous strength and power. Including the monsters he's fought to keep everyone safe.
At the matter at hand. He couldn't be accepted by the other stores and departments because they refused to hire someone who repeatedly breaks stuff, whether it was accidental or not.
Not even the odd jobs wanted someone of his expertise.
Tsukune then walked towards the door while checking his wallet to see if he has the correct amount of currency.
"Anyway, there's a special sales day down at the local supermarket. I'll be back in a couple of minutes, see you guys at dinner time," with that the brunette made his way outside the house while closing the door on his way.
Sometime later, he came back after purchasing groceries from the 60% discount at the supermarket. He also got a little extra 'meat' on the way back home.
"Hey guys, I'm home," Tsukune said to his parents. The atmosphere was back to how it was before the mentioning of his middle school. He noticed that Kyouko was also home as well; watching television all the while.
"Oh, hey Tsuki! Where've you been?" She asked him.
"I was just down at the supermarket for the discount they were having."
"Oh, okay," she never understood her cousin's apparent obsession for bargain discounts.
Both Koji and Kasumi were also alerted by their son's return.
"Welcome back Tsukune. Dinner's almost ready so be sure to put the groceries away," Kasumi said.
"Sure thing mom. By the way, I also got something on the way home."
Both parents looked at their son with confusion etched onto their faces. They finally understood what he meant when a loud thud echoed throughout the whole house. Kyouko took her attention away from the television to see what made that noise, and the source of it made her jaw drop in shock.
On the table was a humanoid pig-like monster that had ragged pants on. It's head was missing, so the rest of the family presumed it to be Tsukune's doing.
"I brought back extra pork, pretty neat huh?" Tsukune questioned his little handiwork while an open-mouthed smile occupied his blank look.
His parents and cousin looked at him in disbelief. They all knew about his random encounters with monsters, and sometimes if they looked edible enough to him or if they made him miss bargain day he would drag their carcasses back home to eat them.
That didn't mean they were used to it.
"Hey teacher, why can't we just eat those puny humans?"
Tsukune was brought out of his daydreaming by an arrogant voice reaching his eardrums. He looked around a bit to see who suggested they should eat humans.
He soon found who it was. In the form of a prick with long brown hair that was slicked back, there were some piercings on his face. His posture while sitting indicated that he was a major douche bag.
The arrogance was what he couldn't stand about this goofy, troglodyte pile of body waste. It practically oozed off of him. Tsukune decided here and there that he didn't like this guy, one bit.
"As for the women, how 'bout we just molest them?"
Scratch that, now the brunette disliked even more.
"Oh! Incidentally, here at Youkai Academy the entire student body and school staff are all monsters here. You won't be able to find a genuine human here. This academy is hidden within a secret, sacred world, and even if a human managed to wander in here, we put them to death or something," Ms. Nekonome replied to the delinquent of the class. The way she explained it was in a too cheerful manner, which would've freaked out Tsukune if his emotions weren't dulled.
The brunette was about to abruptly slam his hands on the desk and begin an honest, straight to the point speech about the kill on sight rule when he realized something. It would sound completely biased and hypocritical from him, when he did the exact same thing to monsters who made many attempts to terrorize human towns and such.
Whenever he saw a monster whose actions and possibly appearance just screamed, in quotations, "threat", he would immediately punch them; right after questioning their motives of course if they happen to be bad. He would leave them alone if they have done nothing wrong.
Then there was that one event he might have heard on the news while watching television some time ago, about a random monster suddenly popping up from the sewers in the middle of a populated city, which then sparked a mass panic and a bunch of armed police officers arrived on scene to gun down the unknown life form. He forgot the rest since he dozed off about the next discount, all he heard was something related to disintegration, experiments and samples.
So the killing humans rule was kind of like that. The police weren't going to take any chances with the monster potentially slaughtering innocents, just like how the school wasn't going to take any chances of any trespassing human to discover their hiding place. Both had understandable reasons, albeit somewhat immoral, but still justifiable. Kind of.
So staying quiet and pretend to listen to what the overly-jovial blonde teacher is saying was a better alternative than sounding like someone who was above killing, when he did it too.
Before Ms. Nekonome could continue with she was saying; something about raw fish, the door slammed open with a sweet feminine voice yelling out simultaneously.
"S'CUSE ME!"
All heads turned to the source, in the form of a stunning pinkette. She was panting slightly while her hands were on her knees. Many of the students, except one, were surprised as to how cute she was. Which began the chain reaction of one of the most cliché moments in either a novel, movie, or a TV show.
Falling in love at first sight.
But the feeling of 'love' actually leaned towards lust more than genuine love itself. Because they had to admit, she looked both beautiful and hot.
The only one who wasn't stunned by the pinkette's beauty was Tsukune, who was genuinely surprised that his friend was here. He expected that he would bump into her again at a different time and place on school grounds. But he didn't think he would meet her again that soon.
"I kinda got lost after the entrance ceremony ended," Moka said sheepishly. Ms. Nekonome quickly snapped out of her confusion.
"Oh. That's fine, just take a seat anywhere," The blonde did have to admit, her last missing student did look cute.
And for the second time that day, Tsukune was able to see the same anime background from the dirt path appear behind Moka once again.
Seriously, just why did it exist? Was he the only one who saw it?
At the same time, the students inside the classroom - except for Saizou and Tsukune - began to either shout out compliments of her beauty or saying their thoughts out loud.
Actually they're just saying they're thoughts out loud.
"Oh my god, is she a goddess?"
"S-Such flowing long hair..."
"I'm so glad that I'm in the same class as her!"
"Hot! She's so hot!"
"Even if this is her human form, I've never seen someone so stunning before..."
"Please fist my butthole!"
Tsukune blinked while inwardly cringing.
'Okay, that comment was really unnecessary. Who even says that in public?'
With Moka, she's either oblivious to all the talking or just ignored what they're saying. However when she locked eyes with the first person she befriended here, then it was her turn to be surprised.
Tsukune smiled a small smile at her general direction.
"Hey Moka, we're in the same class as well? That's great," he said. Moka donned a very bright smile on her face as she lunged towards the brunette to greet him in a bone-crushing hug.
"Tsukune! We're in the same class?! Yay!" She said as the euphoric feeling of happiness coursed through her system, hugging him tightly in the process.
To the brunette, it felt like any other normal hug. He then hugged her back while patting her back with the same amount of gentleness he uses to restrain his unmatched physical strength. Moka noted how extremely gentle he was when he returned her hug, but dismissed the thought quickly.
Everyone else - except Saizou and Ms. Nekonome - verbally expressed their apparent dislike of the brunette being in close proximity of the pinkette.
"What is this bullcrap?!"
What relation does he have with her?!"
"NOOO! Not our beautiful girl!"
"This isn't fair!"
"Go drink bleach and slit your wrists you fucking faggot!"
Alright just who the hell keeps saying these stupid comments? Tsukune swore that if he ever found out who it is he'll give the person some good ol' consecutive normal punches to their face.
Meanwhile, Saizou looked on at the scene while licking his lips.
"Hmmm..."
After class had ended, Moka got the ingenious idea that she should drag her new friend around the school so that both could explore the wonders of an academy that had so much character built into it. Before she could, she had to first overcome the labor-filled challenge of at least moving her friend that is both the unstoppable force and immovable object an inch from his standing point.
No matter how much force she applied into moving Tsukune in one direction, he just didn't budge from that single spot. After some useless struggling, the brown-haired boy felt slightly bad for her and just decided to let her drag him around.
Which now leads to Moka dragging him around happily while the hero kept asking himself the same question.
'Why? Just why is she even doing this? Can't she at least tone it down a bit?'
Reason why is because, well, Moka was fricken' Moka. She needed to do it.
What was she expected to do? Tone it down to an easygoing level? No, she just has to. If not, what is she supposed to do, act boring? Absolutely not. Her bubbly nature refrained her from becoming such a person.
Anyways, Moka was exploring the hallways like she was walking in a museum of ancient artifacts, with Tsukune being dragged by the arm.
"Hey, hey, isn't this a cool hallway?" She asked excitedly.
"Uh, sure, it's a 'cool' hallway, I guess..." Tsukune was unsure whether to at least pretend he was enthusiastic as Moka, or just be his usual blunt honest self and say "Moka, hallways aren't cool. Aren't you being a little over the top about this?"
As they're exploring the 'wonders' that are the hallways, other students were talking about a certain topic, which involved about the immense power they all felt a while ago. It was actually felt throughout the whole academy, which made everyone else wonder on who could have such an intimidating aura.
In their minds, they assumed it was an intimidating, large hulking monster who's unmatched and difficult to kill.
But that's what they thought.
However, as soon as they saw the pinkette walking through the hallway with a look of awe and wonder, it was homeroom class all over again.
"Whoa... hey did you see that girl over there?!"
"Where?"
"That girl, not that one, the one with pink hair!"
"Whoa, beautiful! I've never seen such a hottie like that before!"
"I... I wanna date the absolute hell out of her!"
But when they all saw Tsukune walking beside her, they all assumed what they had in mind.
"Who the hell is that guy over there?"
"Maybe he'll leave on his own..."
"If not, then he's deader than dead meat."
"Let's just kill that dumbass already!"
"Fucking, fucking kill yourself faggot!"
Tsukune's left eye twitched in annoyance, who keeps saying these stupid comments? Forget getting consecutive normal punches to the face, this person was going to eat a serious strike from him if he ever finds the one making these dumb comments.
Speaking of comments, he turned towards the group of students who were secretly plotting to kill him so they can have a chance with Moka. Immediately, the group of students shut their mouth when they made eye contact with the brunette. They weren't sure, but they felt like saying the wrong thing would result in extreme pain.
He then spoke, which sent a shiver of uneasiness through their spine.
"Hey, stop staring at me. That's really rude, you know."
After that, they saw the choking aura coming off of him like a tidal wave. It was as comparable as a storm that never ceased once in its lifespan. The group of student who once plotted to 'unalive' him, continued to keep their mouths shut as both the brunette and pinkette walked off; they were unsure whether the beauty beside him either ignored what occurred just now or was oblivious to the whole thing.
More likely the latter, if the literal question mark that hovered above just now was any indication.
Speaking of the duo, their path was blocked by the one of the greatest legends to ever apply into this private school.
Fucking Saizou Komiya, and he's back from his short-lived shock to show who the boss around school is. Although that's just his stupidity doing the talking, which will result in his end soon.
"Heh... what a pretty one," he said with all the smugness he has mustered in his career of violating young human women, whether they were married or not.
Tsukune would have no regrets hitting him to death.
"Your name is Moka Akashiya, is it not? I am your classmate, Saizou Komiya! Salutations!"
Tsukune inwardly cringed for the second time that day. Saizou then walked towards the pair with lots of unnecessary swagger in his stride, which was truly worth so many cringes from many people watching this scene.
"But let me ask, why is a beauty like you associated with a wimpy loser like this?" He asked while gesturing his hand to the vampire's new friend.
Meanwhile, within the cognitive functions of Tsukune Aono, he was dozing off, thinking about getting some udon noodles later. Not bothering to really care about the conversation taking place.
Tsukune suddenly felt the feeling of weightlessness, snapping him out of his little daydreaming. He soon realized that Saizou grabbed him by the collar of his uniform and lifted him.
Anyways, from the look of things, everyone thought that a fight may break out. If the crowed of students surrounding all three individuals from the center is any indication. Not only that, but the peanut gallery have made the decision to unintentionally inform Tsukune about Saizou's little background history.
"Holy crap! That guy's Saizou Komiya!"
"He's one of those ill mannered suspicious rogue monsters. I heard he was forced into this school against his will after causing so many problems in human society."
"He sounds like the ladies man from all the human women he's molested."
Yep, he's not going to regret punching him out of orbit.
"Wouldn't someone like me be leagues above this scrawny loser? Why don't we go somewhere and have some fun?"
However, that wasn't what broke the last nerve in his body. It was when the legendary rapist himself decided to get all into Moka's face, invading her personal space and making her uncomfortable with what might mostly be, his rape face.
At least it looked like his rape face, Tsukune was unsure whether it was or not.
"Well, why don't we go out for a bit?" He asked in the obvious manner of forcing her to have sex with him.
Having enough of this, Tsukune grabbed Saizou's wrist and proceeded to apply pressure on it. The result was something no one had expected, except for the blank-faced brunette
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Saizou screamed in agony from the feeling like his wrist was being crushed. Which it was by the way. He released his grip on Tsukune, but the brunette didn't cease from his hold on the rapist's wrist.
"What, are you kidding me?" Tsukune asked like he was disappointed, with a bit of whining put into the mix. Saizou just continued to scream in agony from having his wrist slowly being crushed.
"AAAAHHH! I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP!"
Tsukune's only response was to continue his grip on Saizou's wrist. Saizou threw a punch to the brown-haired boy's face so as to force him to let go, but had no effect when it made contact. A few seconds later the sound of bones snapping was heard by everyone.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
At this point he was screaming bloody murder, making everyone watching cringe slightly. Sure they were monsters and they're used to violent outbreaks between other monsters who think it's a good idea to get territorial, but this was a bit too much; they're aware of how painful it is to having a body part get crushed by a lot of pressure.
But the only one who felt a bit scared of the brunette was none other than Moka herself. At first, she thought that her new friend was a pacifist of some sort; the blank look made her assume he was one. But now she wasn't sure. Here he was slowly crushing someone's wrist 'till it became a red paste, and it was making her a bit unnerved from watching the brunette crushing the persons wrist and hearing them scream in agony.
Who wouldn't be a bit scared if someone saw a friend of theirs basically torture someone?
Wanting to stop him from continuing his form of torture, she rushed to Tsukune, grabbed his shoulders and shook him.
"Tsukune please stop this!"
Immediately, the brunette loosened his grip, but not entirely. Tsukune turned his head to look at Moka, then at Saizou. After a couple of seconds, he finally released his hold on the rapist's wrist. Saizou immediately cradled his broken wrist, which also bled a lot.
Tsukune then turned around, put his hands in his pockets and walked the opposite way. Moka noticed that his eyes were shadowed by the bangs of his hair. It made him look more intimidating if she's going to be honest. Regardless, she followed him to make sure he didn't do anything reckless.
Still, they just met a short while ago, but he was her first and only friend, and she wanted to make sure he won't do something he'll regret.
As the pair left, Saizou glared hatingly at the one who did this to him. He swore that he would make Tsukune pay with his life.
After following the brunette for some time both are now on the rooftops of the school. There was an air of awkwardness between them. Actually, that only applied to Moka, because she didn't know what to say to Tsukune, who had his arms on the railing and was looking out onto the distance. He had on his normal face, but his eyes were half-lidded with little to no light reflecting off of them, giving them a dull look.
For a few minutes, the only sound heard was the small gusts of wind blowing gently. After that, Moka spoke.
"Um, Tsukune, why did you crush Saizou's wrist?" She asked in a timid fashion. Two seconds passed before Tsukune gave a reply.
"Because it's people like him that I absolutely have no tolerance with," he said without looking at the pinkette's general direction. He finally looked at her general direction with his serious face present.
"Moka, you know why I did it, right?" Tsukune asked her. She nodded in response.
Moka wasn't dense, she already caught on what Saizou was implying the moment he said 'fun'. At first, she felt intimidated by the sleazy look he was giving her and his size, but later became relieved when Tsukune defended her from the obvious rapist. She was glad that her new friend kept her safe. Though that didn't mean she approved the way he handled the situation.
Then again, the guy was hinting he was going to rape her in the first place, so he had it coming.
After she gave her initial response, Tsukune's face reverted back to his usual blank look while smiling.
"Ah, I'm glad you understand," he said. Protecting innocents is still his top priority ever since day one of training.
Second top is getting to the bargain sales and finding the best discounts the supermarkets are issuing.
"Oh! I just remembered something," Moka blurted out of nowhere. Tsukune raised an eyebrow a bit in confusion. What did she mean by that? "I was going to ask you something before we got here, but I forgot," she said while scratching her cheek in a cute manner.
"So what did you want to ask me?"
"Well, you see, as I was making my way here, I saw a bunch of clouds disappear along with a loud boom. You wouldn't happen to know why that happened do you?" Moka asked.
"Oh, I did that. No big deal," Tsukune replied while giving a nonchalant shrug.
Surprise became evident on Moka's face. Of all the things that could've made something of that magnitude, it had to be her new friend whom she just met. Today really has become something interesting, first she meets someone with the blankest face and voice, nearly got violated by someone who caused lots of problems, and now finds out Tsukune could be a powerhouse of an individual.
Which he is.
"How did you do it?"
"I just punched the air because a bunch of animals wouldn't shut up."
Punched the air. He just punched the air, which dispelled both-mid level and high-level clouds, just because the local wildlife made too much noise. If there was a meter that appeared besides people that measured their surprise, the top would've bursted, causing the liquid used to measure said surprise to spill out. That's how Moka felt at that moment of time. Another burning question found its way inside her
"How are you so strong?!"
"I just trained every single day for the past three years."
That made a lot of sense to the pinkette, for a monster to train for three years and get this strong made her assume that he underwent an intense training regiment. He had to be a really powerful S-Class monster to be able to demonstrate the level of power shown a while ago.
But what kind of monster was he is the question that now plagued her mind. Which is what her next question to him was.
"Say Tsukune, what kind of monster are you?"
The brown-haired boy internally froze up at the question.
'Shit,' he thought to himself. He never considered the possibility of someone asking who or what species he really is. His brain soon went on overdrive, trying to come up with a believable lie. If he just plain up told her he was a human, she'd most likely tell everyone out of panic or anger. He could just punch her if that happened, but that wouldn't make him better than a monster or any of the ones he fought.
Then again, it wouldn't make a difference whatsoever. Even if she alerted the whole school that he's a human, he would just punch anyone that tried to attack, get the creepy bus driver to drive him home, call his dad a dumbass for finding the flier, and resort to travel the whole Earth for the rest of his years. It was a fool-proof plan that's guaranteed to work, in Tsukune's standards.
Tsukune was so lost in thought he didn't hear what Moka said.
"Oh! I forgot that revealing you true form is against school rules. Sorry I asked!"
Tsukune didn't pay attention to what Moka said. The pinkette was a bit confused on why the brunette looked like he spaced out all of a sudden. Deciding to just go with a lie instead of his plan, Tsukune made his voice known after a bit of silence passed between the two.
"Actually, I'm a... Wanpanchiman," Tsukune said with the first thing that came to mind.
"Wanpanchiman?" Moka echoed.
"Yep, that's my monster species."
It was technically the truth. He did end all his fights in one punch, and a couple of weeks ago, Kyouko jokingly called him a 'One Punch Man', mixed with the fact that his power made his strength monstrous, and voilà! A legit monster species. Sort of.
The pinkette's curiosity getting the better of her, Moka forgot the school rules for a while to learn more about the 'Wanpanchiman'.
"What's a Wanpanchiman?" Moka asked, never hearing of such a monster species in her life.
"Well, to put it in a short summary, Wanpanchiman basically have the power to end any fight with just a single strike with their fists."
Moka's eyes widened at that. A species of monsters who can end a fight in just one punch? They've got to be really powerful. Tsukune gave himself a mental pat on the back for Moka believing his lie. Intrigued by the information she received and wanting to know more about the 'Wanpanchiman', Moka asked Tsukune another question.
"What else can you tell me about them?" Tsukune took a couple of seconds to stretch out the lie while looking like he's thinking of the right words to explain about the 'Wanpanchiman'. Even though he dislikes long explanations, he'll have to endure it if only to avoid the whole school coming down on his ass to attack him and having no choice but to punch them all to death. Taking a deep breath, he mentally prepared himself for something he wished would be cut down to a few words or less.
He blamed his disciple - who has a major master complex - for rubbing his long explanations off him.
"From what I've been told as a child, they first originated from the area before the Saitama Prefecture was built. The total population is really small, but it never bothered us to begin with. When a Wanpanchiman is born, they're as weak as a normal human is, but have a great power hidden inside them that's locked away due to how restrictive our natural limiters are."
Moka silently 'oohed' at the bit of history she's being taught. She could also relate to the limiter thing; her rosary was proof of that.
"For a Wanpanchiman to unlock their power that's deep inside, we have to do an intense training regiment for three years and every single day without taking a day off. Once we complete our training, our limiters then shatter, thus, allowing our power to grow continuously without the need of additional training."
Moka at this time was now awestruck by this. To complete three years of training that's so intense that one's limiter shatters from the excruciating pain they had to immerse themselves in? Her mind was blown away by that.
"Unfortunately..."
Moka tilted her head to her left. There's a downside to this?
"Because our limiters are shattered at the completion of training, we soon forget the thrill and excitement of battle, making us feel very apathetic. We become so powerful that no other monster can beat us."
The pinkette became surprised at this. She stayed silent to hear more about the apparent drawback of getting immense power.
"When some of my species realize they've become too strong, they either travel the whole planet in search of someone that can give them the excitement they seek for, or they resort to living amongst humans. There's a couple of them who don't even do the training and just do what they want with their lives."
Moka opened her mouth to ask a question, but was stopped with Tsukune raising his right hand.
"And no, there aren't any strict rules among us. We prefer our freedom without any catches."
"Actually I wanted to ask if a Wanpanchiman tried to abuse their power."
"Oh, that's easy, we don't. We very well know that trying to take over the world won't bring much. In fact, we mostly use our power to aid in coexisting with humans and defending them, sort of like guardians of some sort."
Moka tilted her head again. Monsters defending humans? That's something she never heard, then again she's never heard of a Wanpanchiman also so this must be a thing amongst them.
"We mostly do the hero thing as a hobby though, but that doesn't mean we're heartless. We help defend humans because of an old saying we went by: "If the heroes run and hide, who will stay and fight?" Currently our numbers have been getting real low as of lately, and only a couple remain somewhere in the human realm."
The last part made Moka feel bad for him. It must be difficult to be one of the last of your kind, but judging from Tsukune's face, he didn't look bothered by it.
"To tell the truth, it doesn't really bother me. Besides even if all the Wanpanchiman become extinct, then that means our time is done and that it's time for humanity to defend itself without our help. I trained to get power so that I could defend anyone who can't protect themselves and show them that monsters and humans can coexist with one another."
If Moka hasn't looked up to him until then, she most certainly did now. His species is on the verge of becoming nonexistent but here he is saying that it didn't really matter if he and the rest of them were at risk of disappearing from history. Even though she absolutely disliked humans in general, she can at least admit that what he's striving for is honorable in her book.
If only the other humans back at her old middle school had the same mindset as him...
"So I guess that's about it then," Tsukune concluded while doing a celebratory dance in his head for not screwing up in his explanation on the so called 'Wanpanchiman'. Another question made itself known in Moka's head.
"Is your family related to them?" She knew it was a dumb question to ask, but hey, he may be adopted for all she knew. Tsukune rubbed the back of his head.
"Um, yeah. My parents never did the training, nor did my sister. I only did it because I hated being too powerless to do anything," he said. The last part was the truth, being unable to do anything in his previous state made him feel uncomfortable.
A few more moments of silence passed between them before Moka spoke up.
"So um, do you want to walk around the school some more?" She asked in her usual timid manner while looking cute at the same time.
"Sure, I don't mind," Tsukune replied with a smile.
"Really?! Then let's go!" Moka grabbed his hand and ran through the door which lead to the stairs connected to the lower floors. Tsukune could only smile at her innocent antics.