In the previous chapter, some of you may or may not asked questions like,
"Uh 1ce what's the deal with the bit of drama between Tsukune and his parents?"
Or "Who's Tsukune's disciple 1ce?"
Or "1ce why did he have to lie to Moka, I find that unacceptable!"
Well don't you worry I'll explain those right now. So to start off with the bit of drama between our boy and his parents, that'll be revealed in the later chapters. The meaning hidden within it won't be shown 'till then. I will say that his middle school and parents are one of the main reasons why he chose to get strong.
Now onto the disciple thing, it's really obvious who his disciple is if any of you guys read the manga of Rosario+Vampire.
Now to talk about the lie about the Wanpanchiman. Tsukune could have chosen to not give a lengthy explanation, but really, where's the fun in that? Plus the PSC will stay off his back, that's if they also believe his lie, not to mention that no one in the academy will think he's a human because of his strength. I also want to diverge from canon to the best of my ability, meaning I want to add some originality without copying too much from the main storyline.
On a side note, I actually used google translate to find the japanese translation of One Punch Man. Originally, I was going to use the word 'One-punchian', but I made a change of plans after I did the translation.
So, that's it. Enjoy the third and final part of The Strongest Human.
For the next couple of minutes, both Tsukune and Moka walked around the school whilst getting to know each other better. Such as telling each others likes and hobbies; both kept sensitive topics about their lives to themselves. The first thing they did was just wandering around while talking in a civilized manner. Then they enjoyed fine art by silently observing a stone gargoyle statue that was in a position reminiscent to the bronze statue of The Thinker. And lastly, both got refreshing beverages from a vending machine that Tsukune nearly punched due how close to the face it had on was; cold coffee for the subspecies of Homo Sapiens and tomato juice for the bubbly western monster.
Today was obviously the first day of school, so all the students were let out early to either find their designated dorms or do whatever they wanted that didn't involve school work. Both chose to go to their dorms since they had nothing else to do at the moment.
In an alternate reality, Tsukune would feel like he was on a date with Moka, but the Tsukune in this reality just honestly enjoyed the time he spent hanging out and talking with the person he's most familiar with in this academy. They engaged in a bit of small talk while on the way to their dorms. When they finally arrived, the state it was in definitely fit the atmosphere the academy resided in.
It looked rundown, like maintenance never bothered to spruce the place up, just leaving it to wither within both time and natures grasp. But despite it looking uninhabitable, both the brunette and pinkette had no problems with it.
In Moka's case, she thought that it held a lot of 'dignity' and 'character', making it look 'cool'.
Whatever that meant.
In Tsukune's case, it pretty much resembled one of the apartments he found in an article that he may or may not rent when he moves out of his parents house. The rent was really cheap as well, making it the only good thing worth renting it. Since he plans on moving in a place that's technically uninhabitable to live in, the dorms are the perfect place to get adjusted to a similarly future area.
"So, I guess this is where we'll stay then, huh?" Moka asks
"Mhm," was the only reply Tsukune gave.
The two didn't exchange anymore words at the moment, but rather, still placing their attention to their respective dorms. After some time, they turned towards each other to say their respective temporary goodbyes for the moment.
"So I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Sure, later!"
"Later."
Both shook hands, and departed to their rooms.
Using the key that the brunette had been given during the opening ceremony, he unlocked the door to his room, genuinely surprised that it was in good condition. It even had that new house smell. He suspected that it'd be filled with small cracks, peeling paint, mold spots, spider cobwebs, etc.
Regardless, he began the process of getting his stuff out of his luggage, which contained a lot more than it was supposed to; many other stuff that would normally not fit.
For example, the first thing he pulled out that wasn't supposed to fit inside his bag is a forty-inch plasma screen television. Next, an expensive-looking PlayStation 3 console with the wires, along with a stand to place his television on. A laptop was the next thing to be pulled out. A dozen shirts, pants, socks, three pairs of shoes, and a unique hoodie that had red sleeves, white front, and had both the word 'Oppai' printed on the front and the visual representations of them.
After he finished unpacking and placing his clothes inside the closet, he checked the fridge that was also in the room. He was sorely disappointed to see that very few food items were inside the large, electric-powered cryogenic preservation food and drink container. He made a mental note to buy food in the school market place.
Having nothing to do, he chose to set up his television and gaming console. As he inserted the plugs into their respective ports, he briefly remembered that him and his disciple met a techno-geek, who had found a way to make it so that both his television and console could get cable regardless of the barrier surrounding the whole school and be able to connect to the internet.
The techno-geek never revealed who they were to the duo, but just told them to address the techno-geek as just Dillon.
When Tsukune finished, he sat down on a beanbag chair - that he also brought with him - turned on both electric powered components, and relaxed with the remote in both hands.
When the familiar power up theme finished playing, he proceeded to browse through every game that he downloaded off PlayStation Store, not entirely sure which game to play. Out of nowhere, he got a message from someone called the "Three-Eyed Demon". Already knowing who it is, he looked at what had been sent to him via long distance.
ThreeEyedDemon has sent you a message.
Subject: Master how are you?
Master how are you adjusting to Youkai Academy? Do you require my assistance?
Tsukune shook his head in amusement, his disciple could always be a worry-wart when it came to him or his family. He selected 'Reply' to send back a message.
Subject: I'm alright
I'm doing fine here, and no, I have it under control here.
After hitting 'Send', he continued his browsing for whatever he could entertain himself with. A few minutes pass before he got another message from his disciple, thankfully it was a short one.
In his disciple's standards it was short.
ThreeEyedDemon has sent you a message
Subject: Hai sensei.
Hai, sensei. We'll continue to keep your family and hometown safe from other threats while in your absence.
ThreeEyedDemon has logged out.
After seeing the grey notification window, Tsukune went back to browsing, still unsure on what game to play to pass the time. After a couple of minutes pass, he decided to play Fallout: New Vegas Ultimate Edition. Before he could start, he got another grey notification window, telling him that one of the people on his friends list has just logged in.
Cycl1stGIrl has logged in.
He smiled when he read the notification. It was Kyouko's username; she seemed to love riding her bike a lot more often before he applied for this school. Feeling that having a short conversation wouldn't hurt, he started making a message to send to her.
Subject: How are you?
Hey Kyouko how are things going on back there?
After sending it, he soon selected New Vegas to shorten the time it would take for her to reply. When the title screen loaded along with the western music playing, he got her message.
Cycl1stGIrl has sent you a message
Subject: Doing fine.
I'm doing fine here Tsuki! Everything's the same as it was before you left. A couple of people are a bit sad you went away to that academy, but other than that nothing's wrong I suppose.
Feeling satisfied with her answer, he selected 'Continue' on the title screen. As it loaded, a thought went to his head.
'Alright, now where was the Tesla Beaton Prototype?' He thought, referring to the shoulder-mounted, high-voltage orange cannon.
"A few hours later, whee!" A small round bat said outside the window of the brown-haired boy's room. Tsukune had already gone to bed after seeing how late it was on his clock. He had fallen fast asleep, most likely because of the game making his mind exhausted. By the look he had on right now, it suggested he was having a pleasant dream.
In his dream, he and Moka were frolicking in a field of discount coupons, all ranging from a measly 30%, to an average 50%, and finally to a rare, whopping 100%. He then dreamt of him and his cousin chasing a large discount coupon, which had on cartoon arms and legs. And finally, all three of them walked down the road while carrying many grocery bags as the sun set, laughing all the while.
An endless pile of dead monsters was behind them.
He subconsciously smiled in his sleep from the thought of getting the largest discount ever in his life, along with the people close to him, and sending monsters to the afterlife with his knuckles.
Unknown to him, another individual was having a similar dream.
Moka Akashiya absolutely loved blood. She loved the nutrients that each cell carried, always having a unique texture and flavor that came with drinking it. Most other monsters who ate human flesh would say something similar, but due to her vampiric nature she could pick up the taste way better than the others.
Right now she was dreaming about something pleasant like the previous teen did, but it involved drinking blood. Within her dreamscape, a chibi version of herself was drinking from a comically large bendy straw, which was connected to a similarly large IV bag containing red life liquid. Her diabetes-inducing cute face was flushed in the same color she's consuming, accompanied by an adorable 'chuu' sound every time she took a gulp.
When the IV bag became empty, she pouted in a way that would've killed many others with a heart attack if anyone looked at her. Before she could pout any further that will guarantee into killing the dream itself, she felt a tap on her left shoulder.
When she turned halfway around, the background around her changed drastically. She was no longer in a pointless white background, but now found herself in a fancy, expensive ballroom, along with many people surrounding her. All of them murmured about stuff she couldn't hear, but she could only listen to two words that weren't inaudible.
Tsukune and Moka.
She blinked, were they talking about her and Tsukune?
It was at this time that she realized she was in a different set of attire. Looking down, she was in a fancy ivory, ballroom dress that complimented her natural beauty, with similarly white gloves that reached to her elbows. Her hair was done in a bun; no strand of hair was out of place. She wasn't a little cute figure anymore, but a stunningly beautiful, human-sized adult woman. She heard someone clear their throat from behind.
Behind her, was the brunette whom she befriended recently. His attire was similar to hers; wearing a fancy black tuxedo but with the red tie slightly undone. An anime background of his own surrounded him, further emphasizing his handsomeness.
"What's with the background?" She thought in confusion.
However, when she looked at his face, it wasn't his blank look that was on terms of inhuman. His face was a visage of handsome itself. His smile and gentle brown eyes somehow triggered a fluttering feeling inside Moka. She was unsure why she felt like this, but she could only describe it as a euphoric feeling that she didn't want to stop.
"May I have this dance?"
Moka blinked twice. She was so distracted by these unknown thoughts that she didn't register what he said. She looked to see Tsukune offering his hand towards her, in a gesture to dance with him. Her body moved in an automatic fashion and accepted the appendage offered to her and her only.
They then began the simple, but complex ritual known as slow dancing. The people surrounding them went silent, favoring to observe them. Moka was unsure why this was happening, or why her body suddenly went on a revolution against her and favored to dance with her only friend. All she knew at this point is that the fluttering feeling from before went up a level. Her face gaining a small red tint from being in close proximity. She only blushed when she drank her friends blood, this kind of blush had another meaning that she couldn't wrap her head around.
She never knew how to slow dance ever in her life, but here she was, slow dancing as if it were the most natural thing ever. This went on for a good while before - like a switch - both stopped their slow dance.
"I had a great time, hope we do this again sometime," Tsukune said as he put hands in his pockets and walked away, but not before giving Moka a hug. The crowd parted a bit to let him leave.
"Tsukune wait-" Before she could finish, the crowd closed her off while making a sound akin to prison cell gates shutting. Everything then vanished in darkness, and Moka found herself free falling within the same black void. She couldn't move, no matter how hard she tried.
She subconsciously began chanting a two-word sentence over and over again in her mind while simultaneously whispering it.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
She shut her eyes closed and opened them again, only to find herself in her room with the morning sun shining through her window while in her futon, clad in pajamas. She slowly sat up, confused and having no idea what to say. She could only chalk it up as a one time random dream.
Though she got a nagging feeling in her head that it won't be the last time it'll happen.
In the morning air, students reluctantly walked towards the academy for their second day here; preferring to sleep in instead. None were more reluctant than Tsukune Aono, who was woken abruptly by his classic alarm clock while in the middle of dreaming about fighting gods and cosmic entities that were as big as planets, nebulas, solar systems, and galaxies. He still remembers how his dream heart pumped with excitement and wished that his real heart did the same.
He still felt like the mechanical bane of his dreams got off too easy when he slammed his fist on it as it made that tiresome ringing.
And getting launched to the lower floors.
To his left was a wall that went on for quite a bit, with a large dead tree to his right. He carried his school bag with his right hand, while he held a bag filled with who-knows-what with his left hand. He let out a yawn of someone of his caliber, making other nearby students look at him funny. He rubbed his eyes to the best of his ability, due to his hands being full.
'I should get an iced coffee from the vending machine again,' he thought while stifling another hefty yawn, wanting to get some caffeine in his system before he went to his class. Before he could go any further, someone called to him, and boy were they mad.
"HEY AONO!"
Before Tsukune could turn around, a fist slammed into his face. He felt it, but it didn't hurt. He had on an annoyed look as he was sent flying to the wall and getting embedded into it; the two items he carried were dropped.
"You and I aren't done yet 'lover boy'!" Saizou yelled as he stomped towards the annoyed brunette. His wrist healed back to how it was thanks to his natural monster regeneration. Judging by the look the rapist had on, he wanted to beat up Tsukune to death.
Though he will soon learn that such a thing is never possible.
A crowd also formed around them to see what kind of scuffle they'll see.
With an animalistic roar, he sent another punch to Tsukune's face, this time breaking the wall he was embedded in. He didn't stop there, as his arms enlarged into more grotesque-looking versions, representing his status as a rogue monster. He soon brought punch after punch on the brunette's static form, forming a crater underneath him. Saizou's fists were a blur as his rage towards the boy who got close to Moka and humiliated him in front of a large crowd fueled each strike that came down on Tsukune.
"RRRAAAAAARRRGHHH!" The rogue monster yelled out while putting his all into his final consecutive strikes. He then slowed due to a bit of exhaustion. He stopped all together, panting a bit as he stared down on Tsukune's unmoving form. Saizou's arms shrunk back to their regular mass and size.
The brunette in question was covered in debris from head-to-toe, his uniform a bit torn up, but other than that it was barely noticeable. His eyes were shadowed, along with his mouth slightly open. Saizou sneered at him as he began walking away.
"That's what you get for being close to Moka. Get near her again and I'll make you wish you were dead," he said smugly, feeling satisfied that he taught a lesson to the 'wimp' and showed who the boss around here is. The peanut gallery appeared once more.
"Woah! Did you see that?!"
"Yeah, that looked really painful."
"Man, I pity the guy that got the full brunt of those hits."
"That's got to hurt."
"Hey, I think he's moving!"
A girl amongst the crowd yelled out, and true to her words Tsukune slowly sat up with bits of rubble falling off him. His eyes were still shadowed by his bangs. Saizou oblivious to the whole thing. The brunette suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, surprising the crowd of students.
A second later, the crowd and Saizou all felt a terrifying presence nearby, making them freeze up. Another second passed and Tsukune reappears behind the rogue monster. His left eye shadowed, while his right eye was a glowing white circle. He then spoke, sending chills down everyone's spines.
"...I should stay away from Moka? That's rich coming from you," he said with the absolute promise of murdering the waste of biomaterial in front of him.
Saizou somehow got his nerves working and turned around, only to find the same giant fist from homeroom headed in his general direction again.
"...PUNCH"
The same fear from before gripped his entire being. His breath hitched in his throat, eyes widened in terror. Was he going to die? Before the fist made contact, it stopped just an inch from his face, followed by a deafening explosion of tremendous air pressure from behind.
The whole school and beyond shook in an earthquake fit for an apocalypse. The cone of destruction disintegrating everything that got caught in its wake. The eardrum-shattering roar being heard by everyone. All the students - except Tsukune and Saizou - fell down as the ground shook violently, unable to keep their balance. Cracks formed at an alarming fast rate.
After what seemed like an endless loop, the miniature armageddon slowly ceased until the shaking stopped all together. A thick cloud of dust and dirt lingered on to where the air cone of doom went on a rampage. The students looked towards the cause of such power. Tsukune still had his right fist an inch away from Saizou's face, he looked like he stayed in place the whole time the earthquake occurred. His bangs still shadowed his eyes.
Saizou on the other hand was in a petrified daze. He looked like he saw God himself, and the Almighty himself told Saizou that he was going to smite the rapist for the crimes he committed against life. Before he knew it, a familiar grip started to strangle him, then tossed harshly to the ground. An almighty fist slammed beside his face, too close for comfort, and triggered another mini quake, and formed a crater in the process. Tsukune's right fist emitted a bit of steam from using such a incomprehensibly destructive punch and slamming it next to Saizou's head.
"Now you better listen well Saizou, and you listen good..." Tsukune said with a threatening tone. Saizou still too scared to even try anything. "I've been getting a little tired of your shit since yesterday. That goddamn arrogance of yours is what I couldn't stand, I swear I felt like throwing up from just being near you. But that isn't why I absolutely hate you," Tsukune grabbed Saizou by the throat, nearly crushing his windpipe from his barely restrained anger. In the before mentioned alternate reality, this tactic worked in intimidating the unimpressive brunette.
But not in this one.
"It's the fact that you violated and killed many innocents and took pleasure in it. What's more, you tried to do the same thing to Moka," he continued with malice evident in his tone. Saizou attempted a pathetic, weak struggle against the brown-haired boy's grip. The irony in this is that Saizou is now on the receiving end of this instead of Tsukune. It goes to show that pride and arrogance will lead to ones imminent demise. "And you have the fucking audacity to tell me that I shouldn't be near her? You must be pretty brave or really stupid to say that to someone who crushed your wrist with ease and could do it to the rest of you."
Saizou let out a garbled, choking sound from being denied of precious O2 gas for his lungs. His face turning purple at a slow pace, his eyes becoming bloodshot.
"So pay attention to what I'm going to say just once. If you ever harm Moka in any way or form and get near her, your safety will stop being guaranteed," He then brought the obvious scum close to his own face to further emphasize the threat. "Understand?" Saizou could only nod to the best of his ability in the situation he got himself into. Tsukune's grip on him had finally ceased, and began having both a gasping and coughing fit, albeit an intense one. Tsukune walked over to where his bags were dropped at, picked them up, and continued his trek to his first period class.
"I hope the late bell hasn't rung yet," Tsukune said while letting out a sigh at how his second day here is turning out.
But first, some iced coffee. No point in starting a morning without getting some caffeine into ones system.
Meanwhile with the other students and Saizou, their jaws were agape comically at the scene before them. The cloud finally cleared up, revealing the aftermath the destructive cone of air pressure left in its wake. A very deep and wide trench replaced the dead trees that were there once before. It went on for miles, from the school grounds all the way to the edge of the cliffs, leading to the red ocean.
The same student amongst the crowd - that pointed out that Tsukune was still moving - happened to have the ability to magnify her vision to look at long distances. Using her ability, she wanted to know how far that punch went.
When she learned how far it went and the destruction it caused, her mouth went agape.
Throughout the years she lived, Karen has never witnessed such a thing happen. Ever.
"L-L-L-Look what that faggot did! I bet he did all that just for attention!"
Karen's eye twitched. 'Who made that annoying comment?' She thought.
During the span between getting to class and getting some iced coffee, Tsukune began wondering if coming here to this academy was a good idea to begin with. There could always be a possibility of someone finding out he's human, though the chances of that ever happening were low; as in to nonexistent. What with his powers, there's absolutely no way he could be identified as one, but his scent could give him away. There's always the chance of it happening no matter how low the percentage is or was.
"Maybe I'm just being paranoid," he said to himself while taking a sip of his sweet, cold caffeinated beverage. As he kept his steady pace to class, his eardrums picked up the sound of someone sneaking up on him. Having a sneaking suspicion on who it is, he decided to humor the individual by letting them think he has no idea that he's being sneaked upon. When the individual got close, they wrapped their arms around his neck in a friendly greeting gesture; the strands of pink hair giving away the persons identity.
"Mornin'!" Moka said in her usual cheerful manner. Tsukune gave a small smile in response.
"Morning to you as well," he replied back. The pink released him from her affection-filled hug, opting to walk beside him instead. She then asked him a question regarding the earthquake that occurred recently.
"Hey Tsukune, do you know why the school shook?"
"Oh, that was me," he answered nonchalantly while taking another sip of coffee. Moka was about to say something in surprise until she remembered his explanation of his absurd strength yesterday. While she now knows on who did it, there was still the matter on why he did it.
"Why though?"
"Saizou happened."
Ah yes, the individual who made it his sole objective to violate her in the woods. She swore that something like that would fit in one of those American slasher films, where instead of getting violated, the victim gets murdered in the most brutal way possible. The person to commit such a crime would most likely be someone wearing a hockey mask while wielding a blood-soaked machete.
Moka then noticed the second bag he's carrying, she wasn't sure what the contents inside were, but she was about to find out now.
"Why're you carrying that bag Tsukune?" The brunette quirked an eyebrow at her question.
"What, this?" He held up his school bag in front of her. She shook her head in the negative.
"No. I meant the other one," she said while pointing to the white bag he carried with his left hand.
"You mean this one?" He held up the sack filled with whatever was inside, ruffling could be heard with every bit of movement the brown-haired boy made. She hummed in response.
"What's inside?"
"A bunch of letters I'm going to send to my hometown."
'Letters?' Moka thought in confusion. 'Why would he send letters back where he lived?' As if he read her mind, he responded with an answer that was similar with her question.
"I'm sending these back to let my folks know that I'm doing fine here."
That now made a lot of sense to the pinkette. It's not unusual for someone to send a letter back home to inform their loved ones how their doing. In fact, she thought it was great that he would still find a way to contact them even if they were far away. Though she was unaware that the brunette can use his gaming system or laptop for that purpose as well. He could use one of them to do that, but doing it the old fashioned way wouldn't hurt.
Both proceeded to engage in small talk as they walked to their homeroom. They weren't they only one's in a conversation, as multiple students and a few teachers were currently talking about the apparent earthquake that hit recently. The whole school was on high alert at the moment, with the school announcements informing everyone to be cautious through the speakers built around the building.
A majority of the students were absolutely clueless as to what caused the clashing of tectonic plates to occur; even though no such should occur here. But only a handful witnessed the individual who did it. They weren't entirely sure who the identity of the person who created such destruction was, all they knew was that he had the blankest face ever with a head full of brown hair. Soon word spread like wildfire and now everyone was on the lookout of the boy with a blank face and brown hair.
Both Tsukune and Moka overheard the rumors and both had different reactions to this. Tsukune inwardly groaned as this meant that he has drawn unwanted attention on himself. He then contorted his facial muscles to switch to his normal face; his apathy giving his brown eyes the unintended side-effect of looking dull and lifeless. Moka was a bit surprised that her friend sort of gotten a bit famous here during the span of the whole morning.
The vampire had the assumption that since he always had that unimpressive face on most of the time, he would blend in with the crowd with ease. Guess she was wrong, and she had the distinct feeling that he'll bring a lot more surprises in an unintentional matter.
And soon see firsthand a sample of his unlimited strength.
A few hours passed since first period started, and so far the only handful of students who haven't gone to their own classes happened to be the delinquents. Not even a week has passed and already monsters with a rebellious attitude are going to start some trouble in the future. Among those trouble makers who don't bother getting a formal education or learning how to coexist with the dominant race known as the Homo Sapiens is Saizou.
Saizou happened to be walking around the school grounds - in the forested area - and from the looks of it, he was in deep thought. His face was contorted into one that basically showed people that - and would quote and unquote - "distressed shit barely happened". Which it did, not too long ago.
He was also under a lot of frustration, muttering under his breath in a form of incomprehension. The source of his continuous unease was none other than the newly introduced beauty of Youkai Academy: Moka Akashiya.
"Why?! Why?! Why?! Why does that asshole have to be in the way?!"
Saizou yelled out in a sudden outburst, scaring off some nearby crows and bats. The reason for his rise in hostility is because there is absolutely no way he could force Moka to have sex with him and not be on the receiving end of the brunette's unholy animosity. When he first saw the pinkette, he assumed that she was easy pickings for the rogue monster. But that all changed when the unimpressive individual known as Tsukune Aono made it very clear, that if Saizou ever violated the pure and innocent girl in any way then there would be hell for him.
Which leads to him having to make a difficult decision:
1. Forget any attempts at taking Moka right here and there and just go on with his day.
2. Pull off an all-or-nothing gamble and forcefully pop her cherry which will incur the wrath of the brunette on him.
It should be obvious that the first choice will allow him to live another day, but there's a problem. His raging hormones were making his thinking capacity all the more difficult. And when ones hormones start to get out of their control, people don't tend to think right and end up making bad decisions.
Or a surprisingly good one, depending on the situation.
In conclusion, when taking into account of someone who's had a streak of doing stuff that is really unforgivable and goes against morals, Saizou will end up making a bad decision at the end of the day, and getting what he deserves. And just when he was about to give up and go to his class to take his mind off the whole ordeal, he saw her.
The pinkette, looking as happy as always, with a background that only one person could see; whom was busy. The bell that marks the end of a class must have rung sometime when Saizou was in the middle of his breakdown. Now he could have just ignored her and went on with his day, but his hormones were making it difficult for him to go with that option. He was at a stand still, he has the opportunity to do it, but he'll die if he does so.
If his mind was clearer and not clouded by lust, he would ask himself, "Is it really worth the risk of me dying?". Whatever sane part of him was left, he used it to force himself to take a step away from the attractive girl, but got no further than that. The opportunity itself was too tempting, he has the chance to make Moka his, but is the risk of getting brutally murdered really worth it? He'll never know the answer to it as he was caught in a loop of taking a step away from her, then taking a step towards her.
Step back.
Step forward.
Step back.
Step forward.
Step back.
Step forward.
Step back.
Step forwa-
"DAMN IT ALL!"
His mind snapped, he couldn't take it anymore. The torturous irritation in his loins becoming too unbearable. Without even thinking he rushed towards Moka who was oblivious to the whole thing as she walked without a worry in the world; she'll soon have plenty to worry. Without warning an unknown force snatched her up an proceeded to run really fast. It was too sudden, she was confused on what was happening. A large hand then clamped over her mouth. Moka was starting to feel a bit unnerved. It wasn't until she looked up to see who did it did she have every right to panic.
Saizou's face was a mixture of "I am scared shitless" and "Holy crap I am panicking like hell". It was to be expected, he just did something that's considered suicidal since morning. But none of that mattered he thought, there was no going back. He decided here and there that if he could at least get inside of Moka, then it'll be worth getting killed. The pinkette started to struggle against his grip on her, but was unable to wrench loose from his arms. She then tried to scream for help, then remembered that his disgusting hand prevented her from completing the act.
The same hands that were used to pin other women to their inevitable doom.
Saizou immediately stopped running and skidded to a halt, looking around to see if it was clear. There was a thick canopy of dead tress surrounding them, along with a bunch of tombstones. Once he thought the coast was clear, he roughly pinned Moka to one of the dead trees that was a little bigger than the other ones. Moka continued with her violent thrashing in hopes of escaping from the mistake before her. Her screams were still muffled by his grotesque appendage. Slowly, but surely, tears were beginning to well up from the corners of her eyes. She was genuinely scared, she wanted someone to help her, but no one was anywhere near here.
Then one individual popped into her.
Specifically, a boy, with brown hair, and having the most boring but unique face ever.
'Tsukune'
The terror that had built up inside her had lessened to an impressive amount. Her green eyes now filled with determination instead of the fright that had occupied them before. She wanted Tsukune to save her, but she knew well that if she wanted that to happen, she had to first save herself from the situation she was unknowingly brought into.
The first thing she did was cease her thrashing, to get Saizou to lower his guard. The rogue monster gave a lecherous smirk at the pinkette, absolutely thinking that he had her in his control. Boy how wrong he'll soon be. He then started to undo his trousers, which was the opening that Moka needed.
It should be noted on what she specifically did when she took the opening. One may think she bolted out of there like Usain Bolt attempting to break his record.
The other might get the idea that she - as the kids say in the current generation - 1v1'd him in a fight; which she didn't as that would be a bad idea.
The last might have foolishly thought that she coincidentally leveled up, maxed out her 'Speech Skill' all the way to 100, then used the manipulative powers know as diplomacy to make Saizou question and feel ashamed of his actions in the past and present, which resulted in him starting a long and difficult journey to redeem himself of his irredeemable persona, but will come back as a better individual whom noe dedicates his life to keep other monsters from repeating the same mistakes he did. And as a result, be seen as the 'Jesus Holy Christ' of monsters; complete with a fancy beard, a mullet, and white robes as well!
In truth, none of them ever happened because situations like those would only occur within a separate reality from amongst the number of infinite realities. Who even has the common sense to assume she 'leveled up'? That only exists in a video game.
What Moka Akashiya did was something sensible that all other women do when a guy tries to rape them. With all the strength her physique contained, she kicked Saizou in the universal male weakness.
Otherwise known as the testicles.
The effects were immediate. Halfway to taking off his pants his hands flew to grasp his groin in pain, his face contorted into pain, but in a comical way. It put any other pain-related face to shame in a world where pirates, navy soldiers and revolutionaries strive for what they believe in. Moka immediately distanced herself away from the enemy of all women. If the situation wasn't so serious, she would have had a real hoot to the scene before her. For added measures, she kicked him in the balls once more, making Saizou groan in pain again.
Once she concluded that he won't get up for some time, she ran to the best of her ability; still not believing that her plan worked. Many would call her a savage for what she did.
Her mind was now set on finding Tsukune, hoping that she'll bump into him. All of a sudden, her sixth sense warned her of incoming danger. Dodging to the side, she saw it was a giant, grotesque-looking arm that smashed the area where she used to be. Tracing to who the appendage belonged to, it was connected to a similarly grotesque monster, with dark green hide and a couple of spiked bone protrusions coming from its physique.
"That's it, I'm done. If I can't have you..."
The beast then charged towards Moka at a fast pace. She barely dodged out of the way as she saw the thing before her smashed through some trees and tombstones. The monster recovered quickly with a terrifying scowl on its face.
"THEN NO ONE WILL!"
The panic that was quelled before returned with a vengeance as Moka was now forced to dodge from the devestating strikes and blows the monster - whom she now realized was Saizou - was throwing at her way. The only advantage she had was, due to Saizou's true form being so slow and hulking, her smaller compared body would swiftly avoid the attacks. Both were running on adrenaline, but in different circumstances.
Saizou was running on pure anger, while Moka was running on panic. The pinkette couldn't keep this up forever; her panting were sure signs of that. She was running out of options, running away would make her an easy target. She couldn't fight back due to the rosario sealing a great majority of her power. Making a risky move, she attempted to distance herself from the rogue monster before her. She was surprised when she was able to escape his peripherals; the dust cloud that built up and thick foliage of deceased tree matter were great contributors for that.
Saizou was wildly whipping his head back and forth, enraged that he lost her. Wanting to get as far away from him as possible, she sneakily got out of there. She had to get back on school grounds for her own safety. Unfortunately, she stepped on a twig, causing it to snap and making Saizou to look at her general direction. She stayed still, hoping that he'll ignore it and go on. Her wishes didn't come true as his hulking form slowly stomped over to where he assumed the sound came from. Moka remained silent, scared that the smallest sound escaping her mouth would reveal her hiding place. The sound of footsteps suddenly stopped. The pinkette was confused.
'Is he gone?' She thought. Before she knew it, a grotesque arm smashed near her, making the vampire scream in surprise. Moka sprinted out of there, adrenaline fueling her body, with Saizou behind her. Because of all the fear and panic building up to unhealthy levels, combined with Saizou hellbent on killing her, she screamed. It wasn't a wordless scream, but one that was her last resort. With the highest octave her vocal cords would allow her to use, she screamed the loudest she ever had to in her life.
"TSUKUNEEEEEEE!"
The invisible sound waves spreaded throughout the air, intent on alerting the one who is meant to hear them.
Tsukune was honestly bored. During his previous classes, he desperately wished that something would give him a good excuse, but was seemingly denied of his wish. It's times like these did he wish that some manipulative bad guy would come in and attack the school without warning, giving him a reason to fight. The lesson he was being taught was of no importance to him.
His head then snapped towards a particular direction. He heard it, it was a plea for help. It was really faint, but his eardrums picked up the sound. That wasn't what got his attention, it was the tone he had grown accustomed to since yesterday. He could still memorize her voice, whatever octave it was set to.
Moka was crying for help, his help. And as his duty to help innocents and her friend, he will give her the help she now needs to live another day. Without warning, he stood up from his desk, interrupting the teacher at whatever lesson she was teaching; the subject of mathematics to be precise.
"Mr Aono! What are you-"
Ririko Kagome never finished her sentence as the brown-haired boy jumped up and plowed through the ceiling like he was the Man of Steel himself, but way more than that. Everyone in the classroom yelped in surprise by the sudden act. The classroom was on the top floor of the school so only the ceiling received damage. The other students walked to where Tsukune used to be and looked upwards to see where he went. All they saw was a literal twinkle in the sky.
"Ms. Kagome! Ms. Kagome! Did you see what that goddamn fucking retard of a stupid faggot did?!"
Ririko Kagome's eye twitched in annoyance. 'Who made that annoying comment?' She thought to herself.
Moka's breathing was shaky and strained from the constant dodging and close calls she had, she was currently sitting on the ground since her legs gave out on her. Saizou was also panting as well, but was more of anger than that of exhaustion. Her whole body ached in pain from straining all her muscles, she was in no condition to over exert herself. Saizou slowly approached, his anger slowly reverting back towards lust.
Since Moka can no longer move, then that meant he could finally have 'fun' with her. Moka tried to move backwards, but her muscles protested by sending electrical signals to her nervous system, which was later translated to pain, reminding her that she was pretty much powerless at this point.
Saizou was now in front of Moka, his whole stature seemingly mocking her complete uselessness. Even if she was going to be violated, she kept her defiant look in her eyes, telling Saizou that she isn't afraid of him. Tsukune will be here, she was sure of that. Though that didn't quell the doubt she had inside.
The rogue monster's right hand suddenly enlarged to be the same size as the rapist is, most probably bigger. The giant appendage then made a grabbing motion before shooting towards the pinkette. She shut her eyes out of instinct, hoping that she'll make it out unharmed. Though her chances were slim.
Suddenly, another pair of arms wrapped themselves around and sped off before stopping on a metaphorical grain of sand. Moka kept her eyes closed from the sudden movement, but when she recognized the extreme gentleness the arms had, she slowly opened them to see Tsukune's warm smile. His eyes weren't dull this time, they actually had light reflecting off of them, giving them life. Her cheeks were covered in a pale dusty pink, remembering the dream she had.
"Hey, are you okay?" He asked with a bit of worry in his voice, which also had life instead of his usual bored tone.
"Um, yeah..." She replied after staring at his face for too long. Tsukune adopted a face of relief after that.
"Ah, that's good. I thought I got here too late. Stay here, I'll end this."
The brunette set her down with the same gentleness he was currently using. After he set her down, he turned his attention towards Saizou, who looked scared right now. The warm and gentle look Tsukune had on a few seconds ago was gone, replaced with a look full of animosity.
"Saizou, what did I say earlier?" He asked with hostility in his voice, the entire front of his body a patch of pure black, with two glowing white circles substituting for his eyes. Saizou raised his hands in front of him.
"W-Wait! This isn't what it looks li-"
"Too late Saizou. Too-" Tsukune took a step forward, blasting the full brunt of his animosity towards Saizou, and only him. Moka was already scared as she is, he didn't want to give her a heart attack because of his temper making his control slip.
"Fucking-" Another step was taken, this time cracking the ground.
"Late." He clenched his fists in unbridled anger. Saizou had it coming for a long time anyway, and he was about to get his just desserts. Saizou took a step back at the same time Tsukune took a step forward. The look of terror from this morning came back. Sweat poured down his whole being. In front of him wasn't a monster, what he saw was, a thing that had no name to describe it. The power being poured endlessly was out of this world. Panic gripped him whole, his respiration quickened. It was all too much for him to handle.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN ANYWAY?!" He bellowed with fear in his tone. Tsukune stopped walking at an agonizingly slow pace, pondering on the question he had been asked. After giving it some deep thought, he gave his answer while a small smile adorned his face, which returned to its usual blank look.
"Just a guy who's a student for fun."
Silence draped over the area, along with the small sounds of other creatures that are nearby. A student for fun? Who even says that? The only other individual who somewhat got the idea was Moka; the explanation yesterday somehow proved to be helpful. In the case of Saizou Komiya however, was a different story. Inside, as one particular internet commentator would say, was "a jumbled mess of fuck".
"For... Fun. You say... that all of this, is fun?"
"Pretty much, yeah. I mean, you haven't walked several kilometers in my shoes to know what boredom is every day. Especially when nothing can give me a decent challenge."
Saizou was pretty sure his neglected brain - if he even has one - had shut down from the intake of information. Of all the potential people that wanted to kill him, it had to be one that made no sense at all.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...THAT MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE WHATSOEVER!" He yelled in outrage. Tsukune dug his right pinkie finger into his right ear.
"Jeez, you don't have to yell so loud," he sighed with his bored tone still present. "If you're gonna fight me, then just do it already."
"Oh I'll fight you alright..." His muscles bulged drastically. "I'M GONNA POUND YOU TO DEA-" He never got to finish as Tsukune disappeared without warning. He blinked, then a wave of deja vu hit as it felt like morning again. He looked around frantically and with caution. He could appear without any warning. He then felt, odd. Huh, why couldn't he feel his right arm? And what's with the warm liquid coming from his stump?
...Wait... stump?
He looked at his right arm, or more specifically, the stump that used to be his right arm. Blood oozed freely from it, along with a red paste and wet powder. It then hit him, Tsukune attacked him before he even knew it. With that said, the pain came next, and boy was it agonizing as hell.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
He was cut abruptly when his left arm was the next to suffer. The flesh immediately reduced to a liquid-like red paste, with the bones turned to dust and mixing with the disgusting contents. The pain came after a while, making him scream in even more agony. Tsukune didn't stop there, as he targeted the legs next. Both appendages suddenly exploded into a gore fest, a sight not meant for both the weak of the heart and stomach. Mostly the stomach. Before the appendage-less Saizou could hit the ground, he was hit from all directions with attacks that were much weaker, but still hurt a lot. Tsukune purposely held back a lot of power, just to extend the punishment he had in mind.
When he felt like Saizou had enough, he launched a very weak punch to his arm less and leg less torso, sending it flying to crash into a bunch of trees and tombstones. Tsukune reappeared all of a sudden, surprising Moka from the speeds he went at. His eyes were shadowed by his bangs. He wasn't done yet; using a normal punch on Saizou would be the equivalent of letting him off too easy. He was going to suffer, and the teenager would be sure of that.
With the rogue monster, he was in pain from everywhere. The stumps that used to be his arms and legs throbbed in excruciating pain. He groaned in pain, everything about him now was about pain. His neck also ached with pain, so he was unable to move his head to see the brunette calmly walk towards him. When he was in front of him, he grabbed onto the collar of the remains of what used to be his button-up dress shirt and lifted him up until he was at eye-level.
"P-Please... mercy..." Tsukune actually had to force back a bark of laughter from that terrible excuse of a plea, and succeeded to keep his impassive face. Oh how irony worked in one of the most oddest of ways.
"Mercy? Me, show you mercy? Let me ask you Saizou, how many times did the innocents you violated have said the same thing towards you? More than you could care to count in your whole life," Tsukune spat out with venom in his voice. "Saizou, if you remember the term right, its that karma is, will, and always be a bitch towards everyone, no matter who and what they are. And from the looks of it, you're way past overdue for that."
"W-Wait. I'll ch-change, I p-promise... I won't h-hurt a-anyone else. I promise," Saizou pleaded, desperately clinging onto the small sliver of a chance to live. What Tsukune said next destroyed all hopes of that happening.
"No, you won't. Because you're the type of person that will never learn from their mistakes, no matter how much I'll try to beat the lesson in you. I think it's time I send you to where you'll definitely belong in; hell to be specific."
Saizou's eyes widened in terror. He caught on what he was implying. He was going to kill him. He could only watch helplessly as Tsukune reared back his unused hand in preparation for a punch.
"Oh, one more thing. When you get there, tell the others that I sent there that I said hi," after he said that, he threw a normal punch at the center of his chest cavity. What used to be a head and torso were immediately reduced to a pile of crimson organic matter, with trees nearby blown backwards, and for the second time that day the clouds above and beyond were dispersed. After the deed was done, Tsukune let out a sigh laced with boredom.
"Man, not even a challenge. Oh well, better see how Moka's doing," with that, he departed to where he left Moka at.
When people think of hell, the first thing that comes to mind is a fiery inferno with the sounds of tortured souls screaming mindlessly from the pain they now have to endure for the rest of eternity. But when a soul finally goes to that part of the afterlife, the only thing they're met with is darkness. No joke, all they see is darkness. Confusion is formed into whatever is left of them, which later turns into the dawning realization that this is why it's called hell.
Because there was no future, no hope, no anything, just a black void they're now trapped inside. Speaking of getting trapped inside, the other souls that have sinned greatly have noticed a new addition to their prison. It looked confused, unsure whether this was the afterlife or not. A bundle of sinned souls were able to immediately relate to this newcomer for reasons unknown to them. When they approached it, it looked confused judging from the movement it was making. Though the ones that were here the longest were experts on 'soul language' as a majority had dubbed it. Through the movements it made, they were able to tell what was troubling it and who its identity was.
Saizou Komiya, rogue monster who went on a murder and rape spree in the human realm, causing lots of trouble there. Then later being forced to attend an academy built to train other monsters to coexist quietly with other humans. He soon met his demise at the hands of a monster whose power he could not match. When this piece of information was said, dozens of other stained souls the asked Saizou on who this individual was to see if their suspicions were right. The now dead monster simply told them that the one who killed him told him to tell the other souls he sent here that he said hi.
At that, fear that was once forgotten came back to all of them. Confused, Saizou communicated to them why they were so scared now that he could no longer get. When the souls told him the reason why they trembled in fear, he too felt the terror return to him again. Sound didn't exist in this realm, so only the closest thing to body language worked here. Though it still felt like they told him through words that were permanently burned into his conscience. He would never forget what he had been told.
"What you encountered was not man, nor monster, not even a thing. Just a being that can still end our existence and all of reality and beyond if he chooses to. Be lucky you only got killed. Otherwise, you'd stop existing."
When Tsukune returned to the area he set Moka at, she was seen struggling to get up. Even though her muscles continued to defy her by giving her agonizing muscles cramps. He found it oddly amusing, but shook the thoughts from his head. He approached her, but she didn't seem to notice his presence return. After watching her struggle a bit more, he spoke up.
"Are you finished?" The moment he spoke to her, she yelped in surprise and landed on her rear, groaning a bit in pain. He honestly thought the scene before him was a bit entertaining.
"Oh, you're back," she said with content.
"Yeah, I sure am," he replied. He knew it would be one of those conversations where little words were exchanged between one another, and frankly that's what he preferred. Though he was aware that it won't happen all the time. A bit of silence passes between them before Moka spoke again.
"So... Is he, um..."
"Dead? Yeah, he sure is. He won't bother us again."
Moka couldn't help but grimace a bit at his bluntness. Did he really have to be so honest about it? Would it kill him to at least sugar coat it? The silence was becoming more awkward by the second. Then Tsukune remembered what she just went through before he arrived. Walking over to her and crouching beside her, he opted to comfort her. What caught him off-guard was when she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly, refusing to let go. He was unsure whether to hold her in return or not, until her shoulders started to shake slightly. He realized that she was crying, if the moisture he was slowly feeling was any indication.
She started to hiccup from her silent bawling. Tsukune started to rub her back as to calm her down, it seemed to lessen her shaking, but it still went on strong. She then started to speak, but was struggling to form a perfect coherent sentence.
"T-Thank y-you..." she said in a low whisper. "I-I-I-I t-thought y-you w-weren't g-going t-to m-m-make I-it!"
"Hey, it's okay. I'm here now, isn't that what matters?"
She continued to silently cry her eyes out. What might have felt like a couple of hours was only about a dozen minutes that have passed. After that specific amount of time passed, Moka was now resting her body against Tsukune's own. The exhaustion from today had finally caught up with her.
"Hey... Tsukune..." She asked groggily.
"What is it?"
"Can you... take me to my dorm room...? I don't feel like going to my classes..."
"Sure."
With that, he carried her bridal style and begun the trek from outside the school grounds, all the way back to the dorms. He was aware that boys weren't allowed in the girls dorm, just like how girls weren't allowed in the boys dorm. But Moka asked him if he would take her back to her room, which he'll gladly do since she's been through a lot today and needed the rest. After some time, he was finally at the front of the girls dorm. Now all he needed to do was take the pinkette to her room. The question was, where was her room? he asked himself. Opting to ask Moka where her room may be, he just now realized she fell asleep while he carried her.
Just taking a look at her peaceful face is the reason he hesitated from disturbing her slumber. But he couldn't just take her back to his room, people will get the wrong impression. Having no choice, he used his right arm to keep her in the same position while using his left hand to gently tap her on the cheek. A couple more taps and Moka's eyes were fluttering open. confused on why she was awoken. She rubbed her eyes to get the tiredness out of them.
"Hey Moka, you wouldn't happen to know where you room is would you?"
"...Um... yeah sure... Just-" She cut herself off to let out a cute yawn,"... follow my directions..."
And so Moka guided Tsukune to where her room was, which was a challenge itself since Moka seemed to doze off to sleep, making Tsukune have to tap her face repeatedly to keep her awake. after that, he was now in front of her door. He reached out to grab the door knob and proceeded to turn it while holding back his strength. He frowned when he realized it was locked. He turned to the pinkette, who was forcing herself to stay awake; he had set her down when they arrived. She got the message and proceeded to fish out her key. When she finally got it out - surprised it was still on her from all the constant evading she did - she tried to insert it to the keyhole, but constantly missed whenever she tried to put it in. Her sleepiness must be making her concentration slip was what Tsukune deduced. Placing his hand on the one she used to hold the key, he helped her insert it and turn it to the direction where it would disengage the lock.
After the door was opened, the brunette carried the pinkette to her bed since she was too tired to even walk. After setting her down on the soft matress, he turned to the exit and closed the door behind him. Looking left to right, he nodded to himself before bursting out of the dorm building with his unmatched speed.
After retrieving his bags from Ms. Ririko's room - and getting a scolding from her - , and giving the bag of letters to the odd bus driver dude to send back to his hometown, he went back to his room since he lost interest in going to his other classes. He was sitting on his bean bag chair, deep in thought. His mind wandering back to Moka breaking down and crying on him. He didn't know why, but seeing her in misery started to resurface some unpleasant memories of his. Memories that he wished he could forget, but couldn't.
"Whatever," he said to himself as he started up his PS3, wanting to distract himself from todays events.
As the sun rose to signify the start of a new day, Tsukune Aono stood patiently in front of the girls dorm, waiting for someone. Because of what happened yesterday, he was going to make sure no one tried anything else on Moka. Before he went to bed, he decided that he would accompany her in the morning to keep her safe. Speaking of the vampire, he saw her approaching him, and with a smile that honestly fit her better than the scared look she had on yesterday. Once she was in front of him, she hugged him. It was to be expected, he did save her life. He patted her on the back since it seemed she wasn't going to let go anytime soon. When she was done, she beamed him the radiant happiness coming from her.
"Thank you," was all she said to him.
"Er, well, you're welcome," the brunette had no idea what to say. Silence draped over them. Jeez, how many times was this going to happen?
"So, should we get going then?"
"Mhmm!"
And so, the duo departed to the academy. As usual, they engaged in a bit of small talk to pass the time.
"So, are you sure you're fine?"
"Yep, I'm fine."
They continued to talk about small things, before Tsukune made a proposal to her.
"You know, if you want, I could teach you self-defense when the weekend arrives," at this statement, Moka beamed at him
"Really?" she asked, genuinley surprised.
"Yeah. That way you can defend yourself if I'm not around."
She then hugged him without warning. What was it with her and hugs all of a sudden? When she was done, she then asked him a question while looking timid.
"Um, can I drink your blood as well?" She cutely pressed her index fingers together to further boost her natural cuteness. Tsukune only smiled at her, then exposed his neck to her.
"Sure, go ahead," as soon as the words left his mouth, Moka clamped her veined fangs on the exposde flesh. And proceeded to drink on the life liquid that the rest of her kind depended on. How she was able to pierce his skin was a mystery that Tsukune would probably solve in the future. He got rid of the thoughts in his head, since thinking about the future won't make things any better. As a saying he once went by: "I'll leave tomorrows problems to tomorrows me."
After Moka was done drinking his blood, they continued their trek towards the building of education and coexistence called Youkai Academy.
This was only the beginning, one may think. Which is true, seeing as more events done unintended will soon arrive. And lead to an unknown future, that will surprise both realms.
(One Punch Man OST - Mysterious)
Unbeknownst to the duo, someone was watching them from behind the trees. The individuals violet eyes were trained on both the brunette and pinkette; especially the pink-haired girl who ruined the individuals' plans. Hate dwelled within the irises of the one spying on them.
The smile on Moka seemed more an insult to the individual than what it was originally meant. Because of her, the persons plans are now ruined. All the effort into reaching their goal was all for naught now. But soon they'll get their revenge. But how they'll get back at her was the true question. After some pondering on how to make the bubbly bitch suffer, she noticed how close she was to the boy beside her. How happy they looked together. How content their respective presences brought each other joy to their hearts...
...
...?
...!
'That's it!'
It hit them, it made so much sense. That's what they needed for their revenge to work. A devious and malevolent smile adorned their face. Already they could practically hear the wheels and cogs turn in their brain, a plan already forming within their cognitive functions.
With that, they walked off to a different direction, ready to set their plan into place. After all...
"No one can best Kurumu Kurono in terms of beauty."
Without warning, giant bat wings and a spaded tail sprouted from her backside, and took off into the sky. Already wanting to make Moka suffer. Yes, she could almost feel the Pink-haired girls anguish as she imagined herself taking away the boy most precious to the innocent girl-
(End Music)
"OH MY GOD! YOU CAN'T SHOW YOUR TRUE FORM ON SCHOOL GROUNDS YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"
Kurumu's eye twitched in annoyance. 'Who made that annoying comment?' She thought.
"Huh? Is this really hell? It's so fuckin' boring. What, you readers want me to review the next chapter? Fine, since I got nothin' to do here. Next time on One Punch Tsukune, tensions rise as Moka now has to face someone who holds a grudge against her. What does this 'Kurumu' want from her? Stay tuned for the next chapter, Second Punch: The Lone Succubus. WAIT! ARE YOU TELLING ME AONO NOW HAS TWO HOT GIRLS FAWNING OVER HIM?! WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT IS THIS-"
If this seems rushed, then sorry but I wanted to get this done and over with since i wanted to get started on the next part. Now then, time to address the content put into this chapter.
Yes, I love Fallout: New Vegas. I love it as much as the next person does.
Yeah, I'm doing Original Characters, who doesn't?
I'm not going to make Moka the damsel in distress like in canon. I want her to at least have some means to defend herself.
The whole annoying comment thing is a running gag I came up with after watching some of Leafy's cancerous but good quality videos. It's not going to last forever, seeing as I'll kill it off when it'll become nothing more than a stale meme.
The part where Tukune becomes a bit sadistic. Be honest, if you see a friend of yours about to get hurt by someone bigger than them, wouldn't you get mad as well?
I guess that's it, unless I missed on other topics that need to b adressed. So, anyway, seee ya.