Warning: Much like Zero Seed I used the Light novel was a base to start my chapters, but I altered and added my own original parts. Honesty, some of the original scenes and lines are necessary. I will not stop using the light novel as a base.
Ch2 Enter the Doukugan Ryu
"Everyone's here, right? Then let's start the SHR (student homeroom meeting)-"
Being the vice homeroom teacher, Yamada Maya-sensei (who introduced herself before) stood in front of the blackboard as she earnestly smiled at everyone.
She has a petite figure, and doesn't look any different from a student. However, wearing clothes that don't match her body made her look even more petite. And it was even more out of place with those large olive green eyes behind those hazy glasses. Also despite her small figure, her bust was…noticeable.
"Then everyone, let's get along with each other for the next year~"
"..."
However, the classroom was filled with an intense atmosphere, and nobody could react.
"Now, let's move on to self-introductions. Mm, we'll go by seating arrangements."
Today's the high school entrance ceremony, and for the first day, a new world opened up. That itself is good, something interesting that might amuse me. However the intense atmosphere andf the constant staring was getting annoying.
I'm the only boy in this class full of girls
"This... is a lot more serious than I thought...Chifuyu neechan…what part of this a normal highschool?" though Ichika as he scratched his eye patch as he tried to ignore the stares.
I am used to stares, it comes with having an eye patch on my right eye and being a leader of a gang, but I am used to killing intents or stare of awe, not this sensation of being observed like a zoo animal. Not only that I was seated in the middle of the classroom where I was in a clear view to be…stared.
Not amusing I assure you.
My single eye turned to the windows.
"..."
Though I sent a pleading look, the sad thing is that my childhood friend, Shinonono Houki turned her head away irritated, pretending to look outside.
"Such a cold person; is this the attitude a childhood friend should show after being separated for 6 years? ...No, does she completely hate me now? Is it the eye patch?" thought Ichika as he tried to communicate with his childhood friend with telepathy…it didn't work.
"...san, ORIMURA ICHIKA-SAN."
I silently turned to Yamada sensei with 'Orimura cold state jutsu.'
She let out a meek 'eek' and stepped back.
My glare was more dangerous than Chifuyu Nee, because of the eye patch, but Nee chan's glare can overpower mine anytime.
I sighted at the awkwardness.
Throw me an angry army of gangsters or something fighting related. I am good with that…really good with that.
Anyway, I'm the only boy in the class, there are 29 other female students in this class, and the assistant homeroom teacher is a female as well. As for the homeroom teacher...I don't know, but it should be a female as well. It seems that she hasn't shown herself yet. What is she doing now?
"W-well, I'm sorry for calling you out so loudly. Are, are you angry? Sorry, sorry! But, that, self-introductions, we started from 'あ' (a) , and now we're at 'お (o)' for Orimura-san now. So, pl-... please, could you introduce yourself? Could, could you?"
The vice homeroom teacher, Yamada Maya-sensei, bowed politely. However, bowing to such an extent caused her spectacles to slide down. And that attitude of 'whatever goes' really worried me. Speaking of which, is she really older than me? If it's said that she's as old as me, I could believe that.
"No, about that, there's no need to continue apologizing... besides, it's just a self-introduction, so please calm down, sensei." said Ichika with a calm smile.
"Re-really? Really? Really? Ok, yo-you said it, so you better do it!"
Yamada-sensei suddenly looked up and grabbed my hand, holding it really tightly... well, it just attracted quite a bit of attention again.
However, since I said it, as a man, I can't get out of it. And the most important thing is that once I form a crack here, I have to face this awkward environment again (TN: Most likely, human interaction).
I suddenly stood up and turned to look behind me.
"hummmm..."
At first, I thought it was just the stares on my back, but now I could feel them from the front. Anyway, even Houki, who had abandoned me, glanced over at me. As expected, even for me, who self-admittedly is strong and had experienced with crazy girls who fights or what not, was scared.
"Hm— ...well, here goes…" I straighten my back and turn to the class.
I couched on my fist as I faced the class with my head high.
I am ready.
"I'm Orimura Ichika the first male to use IS. I don't know much about IS or cared about them until recently so I'll be in your care. Also no comment on the eye patch, yes my injury made me one eyed."
I stood there with my hands in my pocket with a smile.
I simply stood there, but Yamada sensei didn't dismissed me…what do I do now?
Behind me, I could hear a door opening.
My danger senses tingled, but my guts told me if I move I will be in bigger trouble.
PANG! I got knocked on the back of my head.
"OW—!"
It hurt, but compared to this, something even more important flashed through my head.
This way of knocking: suitable force, perfect angle, suitable speed, someone…though it's extremely similar to someone else's method that I'm familiar with, but...it can't be.
"...Aneue."
I gingerly turned around. Black tight fitting skirt, tall and slim, the body line of someone who doesn't look muscular even after lots of training. Her hands folded in front of her chest, her sharp slim phoenix eyes would remind anyone of wolves.
"Eh, Kanu Unchoo!" I said out loud.
PANG! There goes another hit. Well I deserved that one, Nee chan hates to be teased and made fun of after all.
"Who's a hero in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Idiot?"
But isn't Kanu Unchoo a totally awe hero? He shows up a lot in modern media and fictional tale.
No, wait, hold on hold on hold on. Why is Chifuyu-nee here? That sister of mine who kept her job a secret. My one sister who couldn't even make it back home once or twice per month. Ah…clever neechan, Very sneaky indeed.
"Ah, Orimura-sensei, is the meeting over?"
"Ah, Yamada-sensei. It's been tough on you, forcing you to make them introduce themselves."
Oh, I've never heard such a gentle voice before. Where did Kanu go? Did he ride the Red Hare Horse with Green Dragon Crescent Blade (qīng lóng yǎn yuè dāo)in hand, and change into Liu Bei? Liu Bei can be considered as a sweet, timid, little girl.
"No, it's nothing. As the assistant homeroom teacher, if I can't even do such a thing..."
The crying disappeared, as vice homeroom teacher Yamada-sensei responded to Chifuyu-nee with such a passionate voice and eyes. Ah, she's actually embarrassed. Nee sama this brother of yours is awed at your ability to rule…with iron fist. I know you rule with Iron Fist!
"Everyone, my name is Orimura Chifuyu, and my duty is that for this one year, I'll be training you in the operations and controls of IS. Everything I teach, you have to remember, and understand. To those who can't understand, I'll teach till they can. My job is to thoroughly train you in your youth, from the age of 15 to 16. You can oppose my attitude, but you have to listen to what I say. Roger that?"
Such power, such declaration of violence, such presence! No mistake, this is my aneue, Orimura Chifuyu.
But there weren't any awkward cries like I expected, but loud shrieks.
"KYAAA—! It's Chifuyu-sama, it's the real Chifuyu-sama herself!"
"I've always been your follower!"
"I came to this school from North Kyuushuu because I admired you, onee-sama!"
"I came all the way from southern Hokkaido!"
"I'm so happy to be taught by Chifuyu-sama!"
"I'll gladly die for Chifuyu-sama!"
Chifuyu-nee stared at the chattering girls with a depressed look.
"...it's really quite a sight to see so many idiots gather here every year. What a surprise? Or is there a special reason? Are these idiots here only to attend my class?"
Nee chan is too serious. She can't expect her deeds to go unnoticed. She is a super star idol to young women everywhere after all.
I simply laugh in the corner at my sister…honestly it was amusing to watch.
"KYAAAHH! ONEE-SAMA! SCOLD US MORE! CONTINUE TO SCOLD US MORE!"
"BUT BE GENTLE TO US FROM TIME TO TIME!"
"AND BE EXTREMELY ELEGANT AFTERWARDS~!"
At least my classmates are the best at being energetic and watching Neechan annoyed at someone beside me is funny to watch.
"Oi, so did you fail to make even a simple greeting?"
Extremely sarcastic, extremely sarcastic, such is my aneue. Nee chan…such strictness make you seem scary you know. Why not be little cooler like when you are at home with a can of beer?
"No, Chifuyu-nee, I—"
The attack came and I reacted. My experience as a fighter and a martial artist kicked in as I simply side stepped to dodge the blow.
"No more free shots sis, you got to earn them now." I taunted her.
Chifuyu nee didn't look amused as she tried to hit me again and failed.
"Call me Orimura-sensei." She said in a strict voice.
"No way nee~chin" I teased her.
She tried to hit me for real now and I had to avoid her attacks more.
I ducked, waved, side stepped, and slide.
She looked pissed.
She suddenly threw the clipboard at me which I avoided only to see a punch heading toward my face.
It was too close and too fast to dodge.
I crunched down and caught her blow with both hands. The force of her punch was inhuman, because I was pushed back. I slide back few feet and I closed my eye by instinct like an amateur.
She ran at me.
I saw her.
I could have dodged.
But…
I didn't want to make a too much of a mess.
I closed my eye and lowered my guard.
In that moment she suddenly smacked the top of my head with a closed fist.
Sis...are teachers allow to be so violent?
I held his head in pain as his sister put me in a head lock.
". O.r.i.m.u.r.a. s.e.n.s.e.i." she said in a frightening voice.
She was using a nice perfume…some kind of flower? I wanted to last a little longer.
"...Yes, Orimura-sensei."
"Eh...? Then, it means that Orimura-kun is Chifuyu-sama's younger brother...?"
It seems a sudden fight and violence didn't faze the girls.
"Maybe that has something to do with him being the only man in the world that can use the IS?"
"Ah~ Great. I really wanted to switch him over."
I'll ignore those words for now. Let's move on.
I came here to this public IS Academy as the only male in the world who can pilot the 'IS'.
The IS Academy is, as its name suggested, an educational corporation meant to nurture IS operators. The Japanese government sees it as a principle and duty to fund it and run it. However, the results of the research are revealed to the entire world due to the common agreement, and at the same time, Japan has no right to either remain silent or hide them. No matter what happens in this school, the Japanese government has to intervene fairly, and has the obligation of settling these matters under the premises that the other countries in the treaty have agreed upon. Also, the school has opened its doors to foreign students without any conditions, and the Japanese government is to provide protection—as according to the contents of the IS treaty regarding IS pilot training agencies.
This is the school's code of discipline.
Suddenly, in this extremely emotional classroom, I felt a low gaze. The gaze felt nothing like a killing intent mind you, but it was noticeable. It was very hot, I noted and while it was no battle aura, it was rather piercing.
Looking back, Houki, who was looking outside the classroom only just now, turned around to stare at me.
"Hoo…though she doesn't look angry... did I do something? Is it the eye patch again?"
Never mind, I'll ask her later.
Just as I thought of it, the bell rang.
"Oh my, SHR is over. Everyone, I'll have you people memorize the basics of IS within the next 6 months. After that, it's practical; you must let the basic maneuvers sink in as a part of your body's actions within half a month. Okay? If you understand, answer me. Whether good or bad, answer to whatever I say."
I clapped my hand in realization and turn to my sister.
"Hey, Nee chan, while your teaching method is your own problem, but you could have told me that you were a…teacher."
I burst out laughing at the idea. My sis as a teacher…Oh my god.
"SIT DOWN, YOU FOOL!" she was blushing in anger. It is time to move away from her.
"Yes, yes, I'm an idiot." I told her with mu hands up in the air in surrender. I got to my seat.
I am an idiot Nee chan…An Idiot that is a trying to take on the world as the Strongest.
(An hour or so later)
The first theory class for IS is finally finished, and it's the break now. But, I don't know how to respond to the abnormal atmosphere within the classroom.
It seems my intimating look attracted a lot of attention. How troublesome, this is not what I needed.
Some of my gang members told me I was lucky to in a school that was 99.99% girls, but they are not in middle of this intense atmosphere.
None of the girls are talking to me, but i didn't feel like walking up to them. I simply put my head down to rest.
"...Excuse me for a moment."
"Eh?"
Suddenly, I got someone talking to me. Someone must have gathered the courage to talk to me. Impressive! But the voice sound familiar.
"...Excuse me"
In front of my eyes is standing the childhood friend who last I saw six years ago.
Shinonono Houki. The girl I learned kendo with at the same dojo. Her hairstyle is still the woman-like ponytail from before. Her more than shoulder-length hair is tied together with one single white ribbon (Shinonono dojo is a half-shrine).
Even though her height is the average of girls of her age, her practicing kendo for these long years has given her a taller shape. According to her, she was born with her resentful glance.
My impression of Houki, is someone that reminds you of a katana, which has in these six years grown sharper.
Too bad…Houki. I am a Katana too. A katana that was far sharper...and bloodier.
I grimaced at the remembrance of that day, but my grimace faded quick as it appeared.
"Is it OK that we talk in the roof?"
It's probably hard to talk in the classroom.. Well I didn't care and it will be amusing.
"Quickly."
"Yeah, yeah."
Houki hurries to the corridor, and the girls gathered there step out in the blink of an eye. Like Moses parting the sea. Nice! I did that before against an army of gangsters.
(At the Roof)
The two teens were standing on the roof of the school. There was clear sky today and no clouds in sight.
"By the way..."
"What?"
"Last year, you won the world kendo championship, right? Congratulations."
"..."
After Houki heard me say that, her mouth immediately became a 'へ' form, her cheeks turned red. ...Huh? Why is she angry? I was just congratulating her.
"Why do you know that?"
"...Kojuro told me."
"?...who is this Kojuro?"
"Kaktakura Kojuro...he is a friend of mine that won the same championship for male division a year ago."
Houki's eyes widen in recognition.
"How!...how do you know him?" she asked.
"He is a friend" he said.
He is a friend alright, a friend that calls me 'sama' and swore to protect my back to thick and thin. What a great guy.
"Hey Houki."
"Wh-what?"
Ichika turned to her and smiled at her. His remaining eye had a look longing and amusement.
"It's been some time since we have seen each other. Even though it's been six years, I still recognized you immediately."
"Eh..."
"You see, the same hairstyle." While saying this, I pointed at my own head, and Houki immediately started playing with her ponytail.
"At-at least you still remember."
"That, I can't forget that, since we are childhood friends. "
"..."
"Ichika...what happened to your eye?"
Ichika turned stiff and silent.
(Blood! Death! Knife! KILL KILL KILL!)
Ichika simply shook his head. "I got into an incident and got hurt...that's all."
Houki looked like she wasn't satisfied with the answer, but didn't ask.
Ah, childhood friends, so reliable.
Ding-Dong-Dang-Dong.
The break time has already over. The bell announcing the second period rings.
"Let's return to the classroom too." I told her as I head toward the door.
"I-I know."
Houki immediately shows an unhappy face, and hurries back like how she came here. It seems that this childhood friend has no intention of waiting for me. Six years and she has already become like this? -No, that's not it. Houki was like this from the very beginning. Maybe…the one who changed is me.
I slowly walked to the door after her. My hands in my pocket and my mind in deep thought.
It was me...I am the one who changed. However can you blame me? I killed three men at age of 10 and now lead an army of delinquents. I got into all kinds of fights and now in a school full of girls...I need some rest soon.
I entered the room and felt an attack coming. This time I faced the music.
'Bang! '
"Why aren't you sitting already, Orimura!"
"I'm very grateful to be under your guidance, Nee chan."
That earned me another smack.
What a tough sister I have...but I won't trade her for the world. If any dares to try and hurt her...They will face the wrath of the Head of Oshu, the boss of the Shin Date Gun, and the Doukugan Ryu, Orimura Ichika!
"...Thus, the basic operations of IS have to be witnessed by the country."
"Huh..?
If no permission is granted, we have to pursue criminal responsibilities..."
"What...?"
Yamada-sensei continued with her lesson ever so eloquently.
However... I didn't understand anything at all.
"..."
Five heavy books were sitting in front of me. Just flipping the top most page, I can only see columns and columns of words with unknown meaning.
"Eer, is it only me? Am I the only one who doesn't understand anything? Do the rest know? This active whatever offsets that wide-area something, what does it mean? Does it mean that I have to memorize everything...? I know I didn't care for IS before, but man I didn't realize how far behind I was." I thought as I tried to understand this…giberish.
"Honestly now I am missing the ordinary fist fights or THAT GIRL and her meddle some challenges..." I softy muttered.
I took a peek at the girl on the next table, and could only see her listening to Yamada-sensei's words, nodding away and jotting down notes from time to time.
"Oho... don't tell me those rumors about IS students studying before they enrolled is true. Here I thought they will go easy on the first years...or am I that ignorant? But I was fighting for my life back then."
Feeling somewhat inferior, which I hated, I lowered my head in shame.
"Is there something you don't understand, Orimura-kun?"
Yamada-sensei noticed me looking down and specially asked me.
"Ah, that..."
I again looked back at the textbooks —mm, I don't understand anything at all. Honestly, fighting an unfavorable fight with no backup and my arms tied is easier than this.
"If you have any questions, please ask me. I'm a teacher after all."
Yamada-sensei lifts her chest up and answers confidently. Oh, maybe she is really reliable. Alright, let's give it a go.
I leveled her with an Orimura glance.
"Yamada-sensei!"
"Y-Yes, Orimura-kun?"
As expected of a teacher, taking on my level of Orimura glare and still functioning. Impressive, Yamada Maya!
"I don't understand anything at all." I said with a deadpanned expression.
"Erm...ev, everything...?"
Yamada-sensei looks extremely bothered as she gives a completely stiff expression...that's weird? Where did that reliable teacher go?
"I am a guy you know...I didn't care about IS until few weeks ago and far as I am concerned this thing was just an armor to fight in...I guess I should have asked Nee chan after all."I muttered to her.
"Th-Then...except for Orimura-san, is there anybody else who doesn't understand the current lesson up till this point?"
Prompting the class, Yamada-sensei raised her hand.
Silence...
"...Orimura, did you read the reference book before entering the school?"
Waiting for an opportunity at the side of the classroom, Chifuyu-nee asked. Alright, then I replied honestly.
"I was too busy with other things and I had to do the household chore that you somehow miraculously-."
PANG!
She shut off the leak to her private life.
"Didn't I write 'compulsory to read' on it, you fool?"
Another 5,000 of my brain cells died. Damn it, Sis! Don't make me tell them you dirty secrets.
"I'll issue you another copy later, but you must memorize it within a week, got it?"
"No, that, the thickness is a little..."
"I'm telling you to do it."
"...Fine, I'll do it."
Already surpassing a devilish sergeant, Chifuyu-nee glared at me. I simply smiled weakly at her. Being a gang leader of delinquents and being a mean sword fighter means nothing to the strongest woman in the world.
"Whether it's in terms of mobility, firepower or suppressing ability, the IS far surpasses all the older weapons in that aspect. If you don't understand this weapon 'thoroughly' before operating it, accidents will occur. We teach you basic knowledge and train you to prevent such accidents from occurring. Even if you can't understand, memorize it, and remain firm and steady. These are rules and regulations." Explained Chifuyu nee.
Hummm she looks like a proper teacher now…strange.
Let me add on one thing, I didn't wish to be here Neechan.
On one day, a certain group of black-clad men came up beside me, said something about 'we'll protect you' and left a notification letter regarding enrollment into the IS Academy. I don't understand. Does this 'protection' consist of tossing a boy into a girls' garden and abandoning him? Right now, I want protection, and Chifuyu-nee's the reason.
"...You brat, you're thinking of 'I didn't come here on my own will', right?"
"Oh...as expected of nee chan you can read my mind." I teased.
Bang! There goes another group of brain cells, but the tease was worth it.
"No matter whether you wished for it or not, humans can't get away from a social life. If you want to abandon it, abandon your identity as a human first."
As sharp as ever, it's about time for me to face reality. Chifuyu-nee was a realistic right from the beginning, and I know the reason why.
She had to take care of me at young age after all. If she was one of those super naïve and air headed big sisters in anime, then she wouldn't have lasted this long.
…protect.
I won't abandon my family members, unlike my parents who I have never seen before. I have killed for Nee chan...I fought many to be strong...I commanded hundreds to be powerful...I horned my blades and my body to be a sword sharper than any other...To attain the title of the strongest...For only the strongest can protect Nee chan. .For that ambition, this was nothing.
"Th-Then, Orimura-kun, I'll teach you everything that you don't know of, so you must work hard? Right? Right?"
Yamada-sensei tightened her hands and closed in. As she's shorter than me, it naturally became that she's shyly looking away. I really want to pat her on her head like a kid right there.
"Yes. Then, I'll leave it to sensei after school."
After saying that, I sat down. Chifuyu-nee also returned to the side of the classroom.
"After-, after school... a teacher together with a student, two people alone after school... Ah! No, no, Orimura-kun. Sensei will become very weak when she's forced... and this is my first time with a guy..."
"WHAT THE HELL?" I though with my single visible eye brow rose.
Suddenly blushing and saying such things. Yamada-sensei, are you alright? IS pilots really have no immunity to males. Speaking of which, the stares around me are very painful. It is almost bad as killing intent. If these stares could create physical force, I would have become swish cheese.
"How-However, if it's Orimura-sensei's younger brother, then..."
"Ah—ack ack! Yamada-sensei, continue with the lesson." I told her. This woman…is out of her mind.
"Ye-Yes!"
Chifuyu-nee coughed twice, causing Yamada-sensei to return from her fantasy.
Yamada-sensei frantically moved back to the stage…and failed.
"Uu—it hurts..."
"...Is she alright? This teacher..."
Only then did I realize how many disasters I will be in for.
(Later)
"Ahh, can I have a moment?"
"Humm?"
During the break time after the second period, I again returned back to that needle-like feeling. Suddenly being asked to talk caused my reply to seem somewhat weird.
The person who asked was a naturally blond girl. She's staring at me, and those blue eyes that are exclusive to the whites reveal a sense of unhappiness.
Her hair's slightly curled up, giving off a sense of nobility. The feeling she radiates is that which women give off in today's society.
"She seems right out of dictionary for western noble lady..." mused Ichika.
In today's society, due to the IS, women are treated as of higher status. It's not just privilege, even the blueprint for 'women=greatness' was passed. At the same time, men are relegated to being slaves, manual labor. Right now in the city, it's not rare to see men being beaten by women they don't know on the streets.
Anyway, in front of the women nowadays, men are basically servants. To be honest, that's not a bad role.
Too bad I don't take that kind of crap. I am only ever loyal to Chifuyu nee, no other has yet to tame this dragon. I am a ruler...if they want to tame me they better be stronger than me.
In more than one way.
"Are you listening? Hello?"
"Ah...So how I can help you?"
Hearing my response, the girl in front of me deliberately increased her volume.
"Wait a second! What's with that response? Just having me talk to you should be enough to make you feel honored. Shouldn't you have a better attitude?"
"..."
To be honest, this is the kind of person I'm worst at handling. How troublesome.
Being able to use an IS means that the person will become part of their country's military. Thus, IS pilots are held in high regard, and basically, only females are IS pilot.
But the difference between that and flaunting power is that if the power is of violence, it's just a tool for violence.
"I'm sorry. But I don't know who you are." I told her in a calm voice.
This reply didn't seem to satisfy the girl in front of me. She narrows her slit eyes and says in a tone of complete contempt regarding men,
"You don't know me? You don't know who Cecilia Alcott is? You've never heard of me? The representative candidate student for England and the valedictorian of the entrance exam?"
Ah, so her name's Cecilia. Oh—
"Well, may I ask a question?" I asked as he turned my body to face her.
"Humph, it's the job of nobles to answer the requests made by people of the lower class, so please feel free."
"What's a representative candidate student?" I fired.
KA—THUNK! Several eavesdropping girls collapsed onto the floor.
"You, you, you..."
"Hummm?"
"Are, are you serious?"
She really looked angry. If this were a manga, most likely she would have cross-veins popping out on her forehead.
"Ah. Because I really don't know." I answered honestly as I raised my shoulder in confused gesture.
I only cared that Sis was at the top of the food chain and that my goal is somewhere there as well.
"..."
After being angry for a while, Cecilia actually calmed down. She presses her thumb against her temples, revealing the expression of a headache, grumbling...
"I can't believe this, this is really unbelievable. Though it's a country of the Far East, it's not some undeveloped land. This is common knowledge, common knowledge. Don't tell me you don't have any television..."
How rude, I was starting to lose my patient with this girl.
"What's a representative candidate?" I asked her again with less ease and more silent sharpness.
"The pilot of the countries' IS are decided from the pool of representative candidates, which means the elites...you, should be able to imagine the meaning of the words."
"Now that you mentioned it…that seems to be the case."
"That's right, we're elites."
Oh, she revived. As expected of the representative candidate. How amusing.
She pointed her thumb at me, her fingertips nearly touching the tip of my nose.
"It's a miracle for you to be able to be in the same class with the chosen ones... you should feel lucky. Do you realize this reality that you're in now?"
"Is that so? How fortunate." I said in a mocking tone.
"...Are you making a fool out of me?"
She's sharp too, how nice.
"In the first place, you knew nothing about IS, and yet you were able to make it into this school. At first, I heard that you're the only male in the world who can pilot an IS. I was expecting a lot more from you."
"I only used for about 2 times before you know...trying to use a sword in it was difficult you know."
"Humph. Because I'm an elite, I'll be nice even to people like you." She ignored me.
Oh, that's a friendly attitude. I hit for lesser reason you silly girl.
"If you don't fully understand anything regarding IS. Hm... if you cry and beg me, I wouldn't mind teaching you. After all, I'm an elite amongst elites who's the 'only' one who defeated an instructor during the entrance exam."
It feels like she purposely emphasized on the word 'only' —eh, hm?
"The entrance exam you're talking about is that, right? Are you talking about initiating the IS?"
"What else?"
"How interesting...you won as well huh."
"Huh...?"
I was a seasoned fighter so I got used to the movement after few minutes. It was awkward, but I managed to walk and swing my arms correctly.
During the exam, the instructor came at me so fast, but I managed to make a stance for a simple shoulder throw. All I did was grabbed her during her rush and then tossed her over my shoulder to the wall. I need to thank Katakura san and Kojuro for the lesson.
Maybe my words caused quite a shock to her, since Cecilia widened her eyes in shock.
"But, but I heard that it was only me?"
"Maybe it's because I'm not a girl?"
*Pacha*. Ah, that's not a good sound. It sounds like skating on cracked ice. How amusing this girl, it's like watching anime.
"In-, in other words, I'm not the only one?"
"Well, I don't know."
"You! You said that you beat an instructor, right?"
"Mm, yeah with a shoulder throw."
"Something like that? What do you mean by a shoulder throw?"
"It a basic Judo technique..."
"A what technique!"
"Erm, calm down, okay?"
"How-? How can I calm down after hearing this—?"
DING—DONG—DANG—DONG.
The bell for third period interrupts our conversation. It felt like a gospel to me now.
"...! I'll be back! Don't run away! All right?"
Not good, such a reply will likely make her angry. I had to promise her first.
"For the remaining time, we'll mainly be describing all sorts of equipment that can be used in actual combat, and their characteristics."
Chifuyu nee replaced Yamada-sensei, who taught the first and second period lessons, as she stands on the stage. Seems like this is important, as even Yamada-sensei took out a notebook. Once again... how amusing.
"Ah, but before that, we have to decide on the class representative who'll take part in the inter-class tournament."
Suddenly thinking about it, Chifuyu nee seemed to have mentioned it before. Hm? Inter-class tournament? Representative?
"The class representative is as its name indicates. The class representative will not only compete in the tournament, but will also attend student council meetings and committee meetings as well. Well, you can consider it like a class leader. On a side note, the inter-class battles are meant to gauge each class' enrollment ability. Though there isn't much difference right now, some competition will encourage further improvement."
The class started to become active. Not knowing what's going on, I didn't even know the meaning behind this. Hm, anyway, what I can deduce is that we're deciding on our class rep now. Seems like it'll be extremely troublesome, and the person who'll be doing it will have quite the rough time.
"Sensei, I recommend Orimura-kun!"
—Hm? My danger sense is tingling? What a bad omen.
"I feel that it's a good idea too!"
Oh boy…they are talking about me.
"Then the candidate will be Orimura Ichika... is there anyone else? You can either nominate yourself or another person, both are fine."
Ichika could only sign at this sight.
"Do I have to?"
I slowly stood up, and what struck me are the ray-like stares. Even without looking back, I knew that they're the irresponsible stares of 'if it's him, he can do it' that were full of expectations. How troublesome
"Sit down, Orimura, you're annoying to the eye. Then, isn't there anyone else? If so, Orimura will be elected without a vote."
"Now, now sis, don't be mean now. You don't want to be known to be a mean big sister now do you?"
I had to dodge a clipboard.
"I really don't feel like doing it sensei. Why not—!"
"I said that no matter whether you nominated yourself or someone nominated you, the one nominated doesn't have the right to refuse. The one nominated should be prepared already."
"Even if I'm not willing—"
Just as I was trying to protest, I got cut off by a highly enthusiastic voice.
"Hold on a minute! I can't acknowledge this outcome!"
*PAM!* Cecilia pressed against the table as she got up, her figure became a lot bigger. Oh, so that's how you exert yourself. I really have to get on her good side. Such an interesting girl, reminds me of another interesting girl I know.
"This kind of election outcome is totally unacceptable! Anyway, having a man as our class representative is totally disgraceful! Do you want me, Cecilia Alcott to endure this shame for a whole year?"
That's right, talk, keep talking girl and see what happens...
"In terms of ability, it's obvious that I should be the class representative. But it'll be troubling if some rare far-east monkey is to be chosen because he is a rare breed! I came to this island country to polish up my IS skills, and I have no interest in joining a circus!"
That's weird, I'm no longer a human? Why? Speaking of which, Britain is an island itself, right? That means that Britain and Japan aren't much different. What an annoying girl, but still amusing.
"Is that alright! Only the most talented can be the class representative, and I'm the most suitable one!"
She could not hold back her excitement—speaking of which, as Cecilia's getting more into it, her choices of words were getting more and more crude, more rage-filled.
Though I didn't want to be the class rep, I am the Doukugan Ryu, I will not be insulted like this.
"In the first place, living in such a country with an underdeveloped level of culture is such an unbearable pain to me—"
(Twitch of angry forehead)
"Even if Britain's one huge country, it's still too arrogant on your part, right? How many years has it been now that you have accomplished anything worth-while? This Japan, Alcott."
I turned to the blonde girl with my single eye rather sharp and intiminating.
"This Japan is the nation that made Infinite Stratos, this is their birth place. Cecilia Alcott, learn to be more respectful. This is a nation where the strong is born after all."
In the end, I said it and I regret nothing.
I gingerly turned my head back. Right now, Cecilia can only be described as furious, the thoroughly red face indicating her rage.
So amusing.
"You, you, you! Are you insulting my country?"
At that moment my phone rang. I immediately took out my phone and cut the conversation with Cecilia.
"Moshi moshi, Kojuro what is it..." I said, but quickly pushed the phone away.
"ICHIKA SAMA! I HAVE AN ERGENT NEWS SIR!" came the loud voice from the phone.
What a great phone, I can hear him without putting the phone near my ear or even using the loud speaker mode. The speaker on the other side is Katakur a Kojuro, I loyal retainer, who always kept his cool.
Kojuro never panics unless there was trouble...big trouble.
"What is it Kojuro? Speak slower and less noise."
"I am sorry sir, but we just obtained an important news sir!"
"And the news is?...It better be good, because Neechan is ready to kill me for using a phone during class."
"I just found out THAT GIRL is in the IS Gakuen!"
I froze.
There is only one girl, Kojuro would call, THAT GIRL.
"She is here you say?"
"Hai!"
"How?"
"It seems Takeda Shime the current Kai no Tora (Tiger of Kai) did this."
"Oh...the Tiger lady huh...doing something so troublesome." I mumbled softly.
Takeda Shime is an older girl in the town nest to Oshu. She is a 19 years old heiress to the Takeda family. Her family was also rich and famous for their metal products. She is a leader of all girls gang the Kai. She too was named after a Sengoku era's general like myself.
She was named second coming of Takeda Shingen the first Kai no Tora. Like the old Shingen she was told to wear crimson elbow and knee guard that had characters for fire, mountain, wind, and earth.
She was unmatched except by another all girls gang leader in area that was once called the Echigo province. There lives a leader named Unahana Kenshin, named after Uesugi Kenshin, the Gunshin no Echigo. She too is titled the War God of Echigo. She and Shime were known for their rivalry much like the warriors they were named after.
It just happened that under Shime is an interesting girl who know Ichika very well.
"Kojuro how much time do I have to escape?"
The class seemed confused at my question. Kojuro's answer was heard throughout the classroom.
"Ichika sama it might be too late, but you must-"
Bang!
The class door was kicked open.
From there stood a rather average sized girl with long brown hair in a ponytail. She was decent chest size for her age, little smaller than Houki, if I compared correctly. She was in a IS academy outfit with a red fighting glove. Her eyes were dark brown filled with determination and she had a happy smile on her face.
She is happy for a fight.
"Sanada Genjiro Yukihana of class 1-2 is here. Head of Oshu, Doukugan Ryu, Orimura Ichika dono! Accept my challenge to you!"
She got into a fighting stance. Oh here comes the trouble. Ichika turned to her and stared.
"LET US HAVE AN HONORABLE MATCH! HERE I COME!"
With that word the girl charged at me with break neck pace.
She jumped over the desks avoiding the students. Her goal was me and me alone. Before teachers can stop her she was on to me and ran straight towards me. She took a stance, her right arm jerked back for a power build up.
Her punch came fast, faster than normal punches I seen before, but...I seen faster.
Her punch was cutting through the air...slicing them away with sharpness and skill.
She attack was like a spear, straight and powerful. A normal block will be pierced through.
He fought her before and he knew her strength. Her strength alone is stronger than average men. I beat her several times in the past...I was her measuring stick.
She was used to fighting me and went to my glaring weak point.
"HHYYYAA!" she cried.
She punched toward my right side to my missing eye, a blind side where I can't see...a smart decision, however...
I simply caught her punch with my right hand.
I was no amateur.
"Sanada...Yukihana...you again huh?"
I used my other hand to pick up my phone from the desk.
"Kojuro...I found her"
"...and your plan sir?" he asked.
I looked right into her eye.
"The usual..." I said as I closed the phone.
I slowly turned to Cecilia.
"Like I said... a nation where the strong is born." I said with a smirk. Her gasping look as amusing.
Ch 3 is done as well. Gave me a day or two to check for refinment. I got no beta reader, so if anyone who is willing, P.M me.
Some of you who loves FSN will notice who I based ichika's IS in ch5. More fighting and complete original parts in next chapter. Review