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You are Keichi Hakumasa. Fifteen-year-old High School student of Hakoniwa Academy, Kendo Club Captain, and Part-Time General Affairs Manager of the Student Council. Only son to World-Class Archeologist & Historian Daichi Hakumasa and Famous retired Doctor & Martial Arts Grandmaster Hitomi Hakumasa, you are the future heir to the School of the Undefeated East. As a byproduct, you are a bonified otaku when it comes to martial arts and anything relating to Action/Adventure Genres. Thus, leading to a long life as a reluctant delinquent.

As the semi-retired Banchō Devil of the West, you have an unfortunate knack for getting into trouble as danger seems to always follow you. Perhaps the most dangerous adversity of all is being Medaka Kurokami’s arranged fiance. Due to your father’s close relationship with Medaka’s father as sworn brothers, you spent your entire life with Medaka since the age of two. Making your normal life even more non-existent, you are also the childhood friend to Hansode Shiranui.

Originally dubbed the Strongest Normal Primate, you underwent over one thousand battles in your middle school life. In your long three year conquest of Honshu, your actions brought notice to countless people, including Hakobune Middle School Student Council. For better or worse, thanks to that you engaged in a special relationship with Ajimu Najimi. What happened next you currently can’t recall, but for some reason, the ordeal left to the awakening of your abnormality 『Number One』.

With your new abnormality, you strive to make the most of your high school life while uncovering the truth.
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>>3945618

After your first day of school, the rest went as followed. Starting with school academics it was simple for you to keep your academic achievements to that of A+ status. Despite your tough appearance, people were generally surprised by your high intellect and keen observation. This was nothing new to you considering in mid-elementary to Middle School you underwent unfortunate circumstances that led to countless fights.

The only thing that kept the faculty from downright hating you was your academic achievements and perfect attendance record. Although some say you held some sort of magnetic personality as people generally flock to you. Often it was compared to that of Medaka’s charisma but it was farther from the truth. Unlike Medaka’s which is basically a supernaturally charismatic presence and eloquence that inspires people to follow her, yours was a down to earth rugged charm that harmonizes and helps guide others, letting them be true to themselves and find peace of mind.

Of course, this was especially true when you buttheads with one another, meddling with one’s affairs, and other acts no different than an empathetic shonen protagonist despite being a tough as nails delinquent. Many people made countless jokes about you being a secret Tsundere as a result. Your best friend Hansode being the most frequent, but there was something about your sweet and earnest honesty that attracts people to your side. On the other end, it led to many people continuing to fight you even after defeating them. A truly balanced paradox.

From your first week, it seems like it was to follow you even into Hakoniwa Academy. Regardless, it didn’t stop you from doing what you always have done. That was just how Keichi Hakumasa is. Outside of academic activities, you paid close attention to the Kendo Club. Through your influence and Hyuuga’s assistance, the delinquents managed to pick up the basics pretty well. Although still far from the honorable traditionalist status it once carried, it was getting there. Heck, you were beginning to see subtle changes in Hyuuga as your vice-captain.
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>>3945620

On every morning and the evenings, you resume your daily ritual of training and exercise. This was necessary for keeping your honed, muscular body in top physical condition. More importantly, it was aimed at further pushing yourself past your limits. Even in these peaceful times, you couldn’t keep yourself from doing anything less than going beyond. As a result, your recovery rate was abnormal in itself. No matter how hard you train or how far you push yourself, you always recovered at full strength at alarming rates through slumber. Allowing you to do it once again and again.

That said, during the weekend you kept training to a minimum to take out Hansode for a completely platonic meal with no interruption. To be honest, it was rather a refreshing and wholesome time between you and your bestie. Strangely enough, your wallet didn’t cry as much as you were expecting. But you possibly chalked that up to the fact you went to a fancy restaurant, all dressed up to dine on some high-quality food. Either way, it was a well-received celebration for a job well done.

Following the next day, as it was a cool spring morning, it was at this point you were walking towards school. Although school wasn’t officially on this day, this was more for the clubs to manage themselves and take care of any affairs. An expected task that required your attention as the general affairs manager. It was your duty to make sure everything was going fine without any problems. Speak of, right from the corner you soon find yourself bumping into a familiar face….literally.


>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
>Jump on the opportunity to rectify any misconceptions that Medaka may have said about your relationship with her
>Take notice of the Shinai bag and ask what’s inside/if she does kendo
>Other [write-in]
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>>3945618

Archives: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/3905887/

Anyway sorry for the wait but it's the holidays and I rather not have any distractions for Keichi's Wild Ride.
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>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
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>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
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>>3945623
>>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
Oh good I wonder how Medaka completely screwed up her explanation
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>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
>Take notice of the Shinai bag and ask what’s inside/if she does kendo
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>Medaka Box Quest
What fresh hell have I stumbled upon?
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>>3946249
A ride in the making.

Good to see you back OP.
>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
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>>3945623
>Apologize for bumping into Namida Nīmaiyā before re-introducing yourself
Glad to see this quest back up again. OP did you ever get around to deciding on twitter or discords for quest updates?
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>>3946396

Thanks for the warm welcome. And I decided to do discord instead since I realize just how much I don't care for social media. https://discord.gg/RYd9Kvb
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>>3945629
>>3945633
>>3945982
>>3946043
>>3946379
>>3946396

Almost out of a romantic sitcom you suddenly bump bodies with Namida Nīmaiyā, a freshman at Hakoniwa Academy just like you. On your end, you manage to easily catch your balance during the fall, resulting in you keeping yourself up from touching the ground by resting on your fingers. For the average onlooker, it’ll look like one of those cheezy Chinese movies where they can support their entire body with their index and middle finger, but without the wire tricks.

On the other end lies Namida, currently sitting on her arse with her legs bundled together to prevent a certain unwanted trope from happening. Her eyes were closed, leaving her left hand to rub the temple of her forehead and left side of the head. Unlike you, it seems like she took more of the damage from the collision. Although in her defense your body was rock solid, thanks to the daily honing of your physique.

“Ah! I’m sorry, let me help you up.” You said, offering your hand slowly while using your other hand to support yourself still. Seeing your acrobatic stunt respectfully made the purple-haired girl make a worrisome face. If you didn’t act soon, chances are she was going to run again.

Quickly taking note of this you immediately position yourself back to normal kneeling posture. Your dominate hand was still offered to help her up. “Wait! Don’t leave. Let me introduce myself properly before defending myself from any rumors spread about me in the school.” After saying that for some reason Namida loosens up and stops looking at you as if she was starting at a madman.

“Okay good. My name is Keichi Hakumasa, but everyone calls me Ken for short. Nice to meet you.” You politely retort, offering up a warm smile. Slowly Namida takes your hand, rising from the ground alongside you as you both now stand your ground.

“My name is Namida Nīmaiyā, but you can call me Nami for short.” She replies, reeling her bandaged hand from your grip. “N-Nice to meet you too.”

“Well with that out of the way I can finally say this without worry. There is nothing between Medaka and me, we’re just close associates and Medaka is an exhibitionist. It doesn’t help that I tend to let my hot-blooded impulses influence my actions especially when agitated or irritated. Also, any rumor about me being a delinquent tyrant is a lie. So don’t listen to them.” You explain in full detail, hoping to clear any additional rumor-ish wildfires.
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>>3946545

“...That’s certainly different from what Ms. President told me. She said that you and her were arranged lovers from a pact established since the age of two. And that it was perfectly normal for young teens to proudly expose their bodies to one another. Especially those of trained martial artists. Also, the rumors in school call you the delinquent devil dog of Medaka, a hot spin on the watchdog nickname.” Namida smiles. Hearing her talk about those rumors and misconceptions made Cross-Popping Veins appear on the back of your head as a metaphor for your grimacing rage.

>Calm down and change the subject [write-out what you want to know/talk about]
>Politely ask to momentarily excuse yourself so you can release pent up stress
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself
>Run back to Medaka with Namida in hand to argue at her “choice of words”
>Other [write-in]
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>>3946546
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself
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>>3946546
>Politely ask to momentarily excuse yourself so you can release pent up stress
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself
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>>3946546
>Other
"There goes the prez throwing common sense out the window. Listen Nami, Medaka is a lot of things, and none of them approach normal. She does what she does and says what she says because she believes it will bring about the best result, but she doesn't often care for the context. While little of what she said is false, it doesn't mean all parties share the same opinion, and you can bet I'll be the first voice to challenge the prez to any outrageous claim or idea."
"Also there is clearly a difference in having pride in oneself and shamelessly exposing yourself to others. The prez just doesn't waste her time worrying about those matters."

We can't really beat medaka at her game when she's the protagonist, but the more people we clue in or get out, the easier it'll be to stand on our own while she wreaks her special kind of havoc
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>>3946560
Gonna have to go with this one and >>3946559
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>>3946546
>>3946560
Supporting and
>Recall back to the bandages and tactfully asked how she hurt herself
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Okay I'm caught up now.

>>3946546
>>3946560
Giving my support here
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>>3946560
>>3946686
>>3946813

Almost done with after thanksgiving cleanup and other necessity so I'll be posting very soon.

But I do got one question I forgot to mention that'll be important later. What exactly does Keichi look for in a girl/what makes them worthy to be his dream girl/waifu
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>>3946874
I'm new so I dunno if I have him down as well as some of the other guys here, but I'd say Keichi probably likes girls that are bold and confident! Doesn't strike me as the kind of guy to chase after those damsels in distress.
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>>3946874

Out of instincts, you made a half-hearted smile to Namida to avoid drawing attention. Mentally you were having a fit of internal screaming. At this point, you’d think you would get used to Medaka’s brand of explanation but there was only so much one can take. Sure she usually ends assuming what people are thinking or how their sense of self ended up in their current predicament. An act that just screams haughtiness at worst and conceitedness at best. But with Medaka it was far more than that.

“It’s funny how she’s so smart that she loops back to being dumb.” You muttered, reflecting on the number of archetypes Medaka can fit. The most prominent being the Genki girl and the pure-hearted innocent Yamato Nadeshiko or at least her variation of it. Putting that aside, you slowly put your hands on your hip, turning your head with a sigh.

"There goes the prez throwing common sense out the window.” Quickly darting your eyes back to Nami, you revert to professor exposition mode. Getting in just close enough to explain with finger-pointing poses but nowhere near enough for shenanigans can take over. “Listen Nami, Medaka is a lot of things, and none of them approach normal. She does what she does and says what she says because she believes it will bring about the best result, but she doesn't often care for the context. While little of what she said is false, it doesn't mean all parties share the same opinion, and you can bet I'll be the first voice to challenge the prez to any kind of outrageous claim or idea."

Namida slowly nods, almost being swept by your eccentrics although far more grounded on common sense and reasoning then the overly eccentric abnormality that is Medaka. Seeing her getting your point, you reel yourself back before putting your hands in your pocket. Your blue eyes gaze strongly at the sight of bandages on Namida’s hands. Recalling seeing them briefly before during that unfortunate accident, your eyes dart to the long Shinai or cane bag. Now common sense was telling you a certain answer but you just had to be sure about it.

"Also there is a difference in having pride in oneself and shamelessly exposing yourself to others. The prez just doesn't waste her time worrying about those matters. Among many other things that people’s common sense would consider." You finish up the conversation, easing up for the delivery for the elephant in the room. “Anyway, if you don’t mind me asking...what’s with the bandages on your hands?”
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>>3947029

Namida’s face briefly turned pale before she turns away to gather her thoughts. Fingers pressing against one another in a fidget panic as she starts mumbling to herself. Now you weren’t sure about it or not but you thought you heard the words “Ruki”, a derivation of the kanji used to describe cut. Again, you weren’t sure what you heard nor wanted to run the risk of interrupting her train of thought as she was rather cute in a scatterbrain kind of way.

After gathering her thoughts, Namida took a deep breath, putting her chest up high in a proud yet casual stance. “I’m rather clumsy but I’m very good at using a wooden sword and all things relating to swordsmanship. In terms of Dan, I think I was last registered being a nanada or seventh dan.” She scratches her head with a nervous smile. You knew Hakoniwa Academy is the breeding ground for the truly talented and gifted, but this was just abnormal.

>How do you react?

>Have her join the Kendo Club instantly, no question asked
>Confirm Whether or not she’s the real deal with a spar
>Congradulate her while revealing your dan and being honest with how jealous you are.
>Take a moment to think before saying something Chūnibyō and inspiring to win her over [write-in dialogue]
>Other [write-in]
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>>3946908

Perfectly fine, nothing to be ashamed about. The players essentially wanted to be an Ichigo-lite in terms of shonen protagonist archetype. So this works unless someone else speaks up.
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>>3947038
>seventh dan
Shit she bodied us in rank pretty quickly.

>Congratulate her while revealing your dan and being honest with how jealous you are.
>Have her join the Kendo Club instantly, no questions asked.
Our kendo club grows stronger by the day, plus our Vice can use some company that he might actually respect.
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>>3947038
>Congradulate her while revealing your dan and being honest with how jealous you are.
>>Confirm Whether or not she’s the real deal with a spar
Just an offer, of course. No need to freak her out by going full hot-blooded rival and force her into a spar. We are, after all, the Kendo Club Captain and it's perfectly normal to seek out recruits.

>>3946874
Ajimu said that apparently we gave her the exact same marriage proposal in middle school, so I was under the assumption that it was the type of girl Ajimu was pretending to be back then. ...Which, funny enough, I believe was essentially just a reasonable version of Medaka.
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>>3947038
>Have her join the Kendo Club instantly, no question asked
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>>3947068
Supporting
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>>3947068

Looks like we're going with this before trying to recruit her. Writing

Also I find it funny that the consensus so far is that Keichi likes a Medaka that's grounded and reasonable.
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>>3947163
Damn it we've been charmed without even noticing!
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>>3947163
I'm thinking about all the potential drama depending on how the canon incident with Zenkichi played out here. Medaka clearly still thinks helping people out is her reason for being, maybe she made the proposal to us instead and we rejected her. ...And then we proposed to someone who was essentially Medaka-lite years later.
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>>3947068

A Seventh Dan right out of the blue?! Talk about an unexpected turn of events. Out of your predictions, this was far off from the assumption that she was clearly a Kendo Enthusiast with a bit of a clumsy side. Not that it was completely off the mark given Namida’s reply, but this sudden title drop really caught you off guard. Strangely, you couldn’t help but get excited about this. Your younger incarnation who was more brash and violent would be off-put at someone better than yourself showing up out of the blue.

And yet here you are with a genuine smile. Practicing what you preach is one of your strong points after all. You weren’t the type to let yourself get discouraged or upset at strong people appearing. After all, the stronger the opponent the greater the opportunity to surpass your current self came. Of course, all of those challenges paled against your ultimate adversary, Medaka Kurokami. Still, every bit of a challenge helped and further ignite your hot-blooded passion. You are after all still an Okatku at heart.

“Really now. That’s wonderful to hear Nami~ I’m so happy that you managed to reach that status at such a young age. I’m only sixth dan myself but it was quite the grueling trial to overcome. Man, Hakoniwa Academy really is an amazing place.” You smile widely, giving off a warm, earnest smile. A smile that’s so pure and genuine that Namida suddenly starts flustering from such a sight.

Practically to the point of blushing, Namida starts waving her hands in a defensive arc. Once again muttering something that clearly sounds like Ruki-Ruki. Almost in an instant, she turns from you, rubbing her cheeks while having a puffed-up pout. Confused by this you gave her some space, not wanting her to become sulky. It didn’t take her nearly as long to regain her composure, though there were still shades of rose cheeks on her round, tomato face.

“No, I don’t think of it as amazing really. I just happened to be really good at Kendo and got lucky that my skills and diligence were acknowledged to this extent. I owe my growth to my sensei really.” Ever the modest girl, Namida starts downplaying herself while scratches her head. She was a bit too nervous to look at you directly.

“As you can tell I’m the Kendo Captain now. I’m working really hard to shape it back to it once was and helping anyone who’s genuine in wanting to learn and/or improve their skills. So before I drop the shell and ask you an important question, would you mind sparring with me for a bit? I’m sure I can learn a lot from someone of your talents.” You said, praising Namida with a smile. Once again, you soon find yourself staring at Namida’s back as she went back to hiding her embarrassment.
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>>3947295

Rather than speak she only texts on her cute purple smartphone the phrase “Sure, I would love to spar with you.” before showing you the phone with her back still turned. Seeing that as a confirmation, you almost jumped out for joy. Only stopping yourself at the image of Namida shrieking like a scared cat and sprinting away at top gear. Instead, you waited patiently as the two of you soon traveled to the dojo’s secret training spot. An open area outback styled in a zen garden-like fashion. Almost feeling like one of those old samurai movies you watched as a kid.

You were currently standing on the outside of the area wearing a dark green tracksuit. Although you came to school for student council and kendo business, you didn’t exactly bring your kendo gi without. So the only thing that was available on short notice was the school’s track uniform. Fighting in your school uniform while flamboyant to excite the most hot-blooded of people, it was unprofessional and came with a lot of additional unwanting baggage.

Stepping out from one of the Kendo storage closets was Namida, now wearing a dark blue tracksuit. Due to obvious reasons, the two of you took turns dressing up for this friendly spar. In addition, this was the perfect place to not only change but to grab some Shinai Swords. Unlike the Bokutō or otherwise called the wooden sword, the Shinai was a special wooden sword made out of bamboo for flexibility and offers safety for official kendo matches.

“Sorry. I wasn’t really expecting to actually get into a sparring match so I didn’t bring my proper kendo clothing with me. And fighting with my school clothing is rather...improper.” Namida apologizes, handing you one of the Shinai weapons as she starts walking towards her respected spot.

“That’s fine. It was my selfish request that led to this outcome. So I’m fine with us both using tracksuits for this.” You smile, taking the shinai weapon and resuming standing on your designated spot.
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>>3947334

“Apologizes if this sounds rude. But don’t hold back or drop your guard.” Namida replied, sounding rather eerie despite her softspoken Osaka dialect. Briefly, her back was turned from you, yet you couldn’t see a single opening. This was far different from the harmless kitten presence she previously carried. Although she was holding a shinai, it felt more like a steel blade given her overwhelming swordswoman spirit.

“..Because of the fact that I’m clumsy...I have a rather difficult time holding back. So again, please don’t drop your guard...even for a second, Keichi.” Namida explains, turning to face you now having made her spot. A more serious and focus gaze locks itself on your very being.

>How do you react?

>Play it cool and exchange blows while observing Namida’s rhythm/swordsmanship
>Go on the offensive and keep Namida from making any sort of attacks
>Focus solely on dodging and using acrobatics to keep yourself safe while looking for an opportunity to strike
>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
>Other [write-in]
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>>3947235

A very good guess.Though Zenkichi himself declined Medaka due to being 2 years old and unable to recall the proposal till much later in the story despite already in love with her.
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>>3947335
>>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
Well she did say to not hold back.
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>>3947335
>>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
No holds barred, full offensive. She seems pretty serious, is of higher dan than us, and I'm pretty sure she's a Special. This might actually be the first real fight we have.
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>>3947335
>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
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>>3947334
>Come at her at full force with an Iaido (Sword Draw) technique
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>>3947339
>>3947356
>>3947366
>>3947552

In your long history of battle, you only recall one man who didn’t carry any of that. From inside and out there was nothing inside of him, but an empty void. Although his name escapes you, your body continues to remember that unpleasant emptiness. Still, Namida was different. In the brief instance of conversation, you felt her Kenki or swordsmen spirit. Not all that different from other forms of martial arts, the Kenki was a swordsman’s bread and butter. From acts of reading the opponent to intimidating them for disruption of rhythm., it was a highly flexible tool.

With Namida, you can only sense a feeling of sanguine once her fighting spirit suddenly dissipates itself. A sense of tranquility in comparison to the chaotic paradox of that certain someone you couldn’t remember. It was hard to gauge if what you felt was the real thing or just paranoia getting to you. Either way, you took a stance while readying your guard. If you couldn’t read the opponent’s psyche or their body’s rhythm, then strike first with the instantaneous speed of one of the derivatives of batojutsu styles such as Iaido.

“A good approach. If you can’t see through your opponent, then striking with your fastest attack to gain an advantage is the best course of action. As expected as the Kendo Club’s Captain.” Namida smiles, tapping her left foot on the ground in rhythm. You, on the other hand, refrain from speaking in order to better concentrate.

“Well then, since I don’t know how your Iaido to make any predictions, I too will partake in this contest of speeds to make the first move.” As she says this, Namida positions herself to taking a similar Iaido stance.

Motionless until the first signal, the two of you keep your attention on one another. Even if both are using the same techniques and/or style, the difference in factors such as attack execution will play a big part in deciding the battle. Especially if the gap between one another isn’t too wide for one side to dominate the other. On the next leaf drop did the both of you began to make your ascend into striking range. Not wanting to give Namida the chance to strike, you quickly make your move.
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>>3947561

Getsuga...Tenshou, Iaido Style Mentally picturing the attack in your mind, you draw your Shinai sword with enough force to create a strong thrust of pressurized air in the form of an arc slash. While impressive on its own, it wasn’t the true danger in your technique. The real brunt of your attack was the actual sword swing that was to come. Only a genuine real deal would see that and focus their intent on stoping the sword strike. Of course, you were sure that you hit the mark after making contact with something hard.

“Wow! That was dangerous. I told you to not hold anything back and you took my warning seriously. So thank you, Ken.” Breaking the silence abruptly, Namida currently stands right behind you with her Shinai on shoulder. A mark on her weapon showing that your weapon did connect, yet here she stood in your blind spot. She was catching an eye’s view of your rampaging sword strike traveling through the scenery before eventually dissipating into air particles. “It almost looks like that one technique from shonen jump’s manga series Bleach. I’m impressed~”

As she shows genuine praise while being awestruck by your action, Namida starts to slowly shift her sword onto her track pants, like she was putting it in a sash. “But...if that was supposed to be a Getsuga Tenshou...then my attack was ...Hanauta Sancho: Yahazugiri.”

Upon hearing those words, a look of dread slowly befalls on your face. Knowing exactly what certain old samurai trope was coming.

>Defend yourself to the best of your ability and lessen the damage
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
>Endure the full hit and make your counter attack
>Fake getting knocked out Chuuni style in order to wait for the opportunity to strike back.
>Other [write-in]
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>>3947578
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
The attack is supposed to be too fast to perceive, so it's useless to try blocking unless we know beforehand where she'll hit us.
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>>3947578
>>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it

>>3947589
Analyzing it to block is a good idea, but I'm also hoping we go full Medaka/Akune and copy it as well.
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>>3947578
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
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>>3947578
>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
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>>3947578
>>Risks taking the full hit to recall how exactly did she do it
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>>3947589
>>3947592
>>3947613
>>3947636
>>3947696

Going by your knowledge of shonen jump related stories you vaguely recall the reference that Namida just made. If she was correct by her statement, then there was no way that you’d be able to block the attack in time. At best all you can do is reduce the damage. After all, it was an attack too fast to perceive, and by the time you understood it, it was already too late. Shinai or not, it didn’t take away the awe-inspiring danger that Namida inflicted upon you.

Instead of worrying about what’s coming, you focused your mind on to recall exactly what happened. Bracing yourself for impact, you were all of a sudden met with a powerful strike to your chest. Clinching your teeth against the pain, your body starts to fill in the blanks while your mind replays the chains of events. First, you and Namia lunged at each other at fast speeds, holding those shinai swords tightly.

On the spot of the moment, you struck first with your attack. Creating a defense that was a detriment to Namida while swinging your sword at full force. In that clash, Namida uses her body to adjust the position of the Shitai, allowing the partially drawn blade to slide the attack off it and redirect it accordingly. All while giving the impression that your attack connected. Combing the flexibility of the Shintai, it sprung forward and use the added force of the blow it absorbed to amplify the Iaido strike.

The force was too strong for the body to registered, creating a delayed casualty as implemented by a clash of kinetic force and natural resistance. Thus, causing a slowdown which delays the point of impact as if gravity was weighing it down to bring forth a crushing defeat. Experiencing it first hand certainly puts you at quite the disadvantage as you almost drop to your knees. However, the final piece of the mystery starts to become clear to you.

“Shukuchi...Or Disappearing Earth.” You muttered, drawing attention to yourself as Namida stops midway after assuming that a singular attack was enough to bring you down. She doesn’t utter a single word as you continue to explain the magic.“ In ancient times, it was a move related to a magic trick, as anyone capable of pulling off disappeared out of thin air and reappeared instantly as they close the distance. Truthfully, it’s an advance martial arts technique, for things like Kenpo, its what the core motion steps are based off on. Traveling at incredible speeds through powerful legwork, it allows one to move through vast distances in a single step. Once upon a time, I thought such notions were a mere illusion’s tricks. Like moving during the time a person closes their eyes or using humidity to affect a person’s perception of time.”
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>>3947739

“To think I’m fighting someone who can pull off that technique in addition to knowing how to delay one’s strikes as if I’m getting hit with the aftereffect of someone breaking the sound barrier. Feels like I’m dealing with the same threat level during the climax of the Juppongatana Arc in Rournin Kenshin.” You uttered with a smile, coughing a bit as you proudly stood once again.

A soft smile forms on Namida’s face as she taps her shinai on her shoulders some more. “Bravo. To think after a single strike you were able to deduce that much of my core fighting style. More then that, you’re able to still stand after taking a powerful blow to the chest. I’m starting to understand why Ms. President is so keen on keeping you around instead of hiring people to fill out the student council roles through application and interviews.” Slowly Namida tilts her head to look at your defiance first hand.

“I have known you for only a moment, but your face tells me that *This fight is just getting, so come one let’s get back to it* Or some other hotblooded phrase.” Namida assumes, slowly turning her body back to face you. “That said if we’re going by competition rules. That would be the first strike. And you were down by close to a minute. But alas we didn’t set up any official rules for this spar so the ball’s entirely on your court Keichi.”

>How do you respond?

>” That’s simple, we play by street rules when victory comes from one of us knocked out or admits defeat. “

>” We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”

> If this was a single strike competition, it’ll be my defeat. That said, I got a few in me to keep going for round two out of five rounds. "

>” I think that’s enough for now. I’m more than convinced of your skills and want you in my kendo club. As well if you’re willing to also teach me like the others.”

>Other [write-in]
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>>3947592

You'll get the chance to try and replicate it once you train to utilize it accordingly.
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>>3947761
>”We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”
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>>3947761
As much as a street fight sounds awesome, that kind of stuff is behind us.
>” We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”
Time to carry ourself like a true captain.
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>>3947761
>” We go by official Kendo rules, the one who has the most points in five minutes wins.”
An offer to the Kendo Club is pretty much guaranteed by this point but not her acceptance. Gotta show that the captain is just as capable and draw her in further. ...And also she's pulling off advanced, ancient techniques and we're a damn martial arts otaku.
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>>3947766
>>3947771
>>3947792

Thinking about it rather briefly the answer quickly comes to you. Going head to head with not only a seventh dan but an expert in ancient swordsmanship is truly thrilling to you. If this was a street fight, you’d easily keep going right until the very end. A hotblooded flamboyance like the sun. But this wasn’t a street brawl and you weren’t the Banchou Devil of the West. Right now, you carry a much bigger responsibility, being the Captain of the Kendo Club.

Calming yourself through qigong breathing, you rise back to form as Captain “This is the Kendo Club, not a street brawl or a fight to the death. We’ll go by official Kendo match rulings. A battle of who can score the most points is the only acceptable way for a representative of the Kendo Club should fight.“

Shocked by your desire to play by the rules, Namida was briefly left speechless. Blinking a bit, she casually sets her Shinai tip on the ground. “You may look like a thug but you’re actually a pretty honorable person. But are you sure you want to play by those rules? There’s only 4 minutes left on the clock and I stole the lead with that demonstration. “

“I’d like it if you don’t refer to me like that Nami. I may have been a delinquent bancho in the past but that’s just it, the past. All I am now is who I’ve always been, Keichi Hakumasa. The only one there is in this world.” You exclaim, pointing to your chest in stride.

“Also, I got to see some seriously cool ancient martial arts from that exchange. I think that’s a fair enough trade for this unfavorable predicament. So let’s go Namida Nīmaiyā. We’ll fight with our pride on the line.” You smiled, followed by pointing your Shinai towards Namida.

“Well you say things like that, how can I turn you down? Alright, I accept your terms, Keichi Hakumasa. We’ll fight with our pride on the line, like true warriors of our craft.” Namida smiles back, pointing her Shinai towards yours. Crossing the two swords together in an honorable fashion.

“Sounds like something interesting is about to happen~ Hope you don’t me taking part in this as your referee.” Out from the outskirts of the training ground came a familiar face. A green haired cat-like beauty currently watching with a gleeful look on her face. You know her as Nekomi Nabeshima, the Captain of the Judo club. But, more importantly, she was the foul king, a notorious cheater who achieve victory by any means outside of official matches. Ever since middle school she has a sharp, persistent eye on you.
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“Nekomi Nabeshima?! When did you get here?” You ask, keeping your distance as you respectfully have trouble handling her persistence desire in getting you to join the Judo club.

“Don’t silly Kei-chan, I’ve been here since the very beginning. All thanks to a tip from our resident mascot Hansode Shiranui. Also, call me Komi.” Nekomi replied, casually wagging her finger while illustrating her weight as your senpai.

Namida who was rightfully clueless of the dynamic between the two turns back to face you. “Looks like we got our official referee. So let’s turn back the clock and get started, shall we?”

“Yeah, I guess.” You sigh, if Hansode was involved then there was no point in arguing.

>How do you proceed

>Continue focusing on full offense and keep the pressure on Namida
>Focus on dodging and countering her strikes with your own
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
>Stick to defense and guarding your weak spots for now
>Other [write-in]
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>>3947877

That's all for tonight, see you guys tomorrow. All in all, I'm liking the character establishment and development for Keichi. He's a good egg.
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>>3947879
Gotta nurture that egg QM before it eventually cracks
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>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
I think that first strike on us alone is enough to show that we're pretty outclassed in this fight. Call it a defeatist outlook, but I don't think we can beat her as yet. So what about just taking the chance to learn some kick-ass sword techniques?
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>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
Maybe it'll trigger 『Number One』.
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>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
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>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
We're not going to be able to beat her without learning how we'd beat ourselves
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>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
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>>3947889
>>3947890
>>3948013
>>3948237
>>3948496

Alright since we're going for learning Namida's fighting style through combat. Time to roll to see how well you do in absorbing that knowledge.

>1d20, Best of 3

Another Note, if you got suggestions for a better dice system for this type of game or prefer the Choose your own adventure multiple choice route, don't be afraid to speak up.
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>>3947877
>Continue focusing on full offense and keep the pressure on Namida
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
It's not a bad choice by any means to learn her combat style, but in order to do this it's best to go for the aggressive style of play in my opinion.
1: We need to regain our lead. With only four minutes left we don't have much time to get a opening.
2: Cornering them will narrow down the options they can take, and thus also allows us to study them more closely.
3: If we don't actually put in the damn effort it'll be a disgrace to us being『Number One』
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3948611
Welp my post was late.
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3948611
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3948611
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3948611
My roll's probably late, but I wanna be sure I remember how to do this.

Also the mix between picking options and rolling for stuff like combat is more than fine, all I'd really comment on is that 1d20 is lower than what I usually see for combat-related rolls. It's all up to the QM in the end though
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>>3948620

I'm counting your post
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>>3948630

What's the standard you seen for combat rolls?
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>>3948633
1d100
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>>3948633
Most people use 3d100's for bo3 but honestly it doesn't matter much outside of it narrowing down the range with a bo3, our recent 19 would be at around the 95 range as far as effectiveness goes in the end.
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>>3948633
I've only ever seen quests do either d20 or d100. Considering it's Medaka Box and we're an Abnormal, a d20 isn't that crazy with its crit rate, but a d100 would allow for more breathing room for results (and make those hype ass moments more hype).

Also I'm surprised Nabeshima has an interest in us considering her feelings towards geniuses.
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>>3948644
>>3948640

Fair. I went with a d20 cause it's easier to keep track of and measure than a d100.

Alternatively, I was thinking of using a d6 or d10 with a difficulty check for combat rolls. Hut spitballing the best way to handle them for the future.
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>>3948652

Now, this makes a good point for d100.

As for Nabeshima Your abnormality hasn't been registered yet. So to everyone else, they think you're just a badass normal obsessed with martial arts
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>>3948654
Just so I'm clear on something, Nabeshima can sweep the floor with us in Judo at the moment right?
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>>3948679

Nabeshima has taught you some judo moves during middle school, but in a Judo match, she still has the greater experience/better focus than your jack of all trades mentality with the School of the Undefeated of the East.

So yes, she can body you in judo.
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>>3948689
Lemme just get this out of my system then.

I want Nekomi to FLIP and GRAPPLE us until we're sweaty and tired.

Back to our regularly scheduled questing
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>>3948665
It's incredible how well Number One fit with the Zenkichi replacement history we've got going for us. We're still the normal guy beneath the god-like Medaka and she's still 'alone' just as in Pre Flask Plan Arc all because our power is more or less situational and we haven't had hostile Abnormals yet.

That reminds me, we've referred to "Number One" activating before, are we aware it's an Abnormality or are we more like a chuuni naming his techniques not realizing it's an actual supernatural ability?
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>>3948725

There's plot reason for why Number One is the way it is that'll be explained in time. For now, it's sort of an instinct that you just waved out as a chuuni naming scheme to get the blood boiling.

It's only when you'll start facing actual abnormalities will you begin to understand that it's an actual Abnormality, abet a special one since Ajimu marked you to join the Non-Equals
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>>3948625

Before I forget and get to writing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lsn2tT5yTc

All requirements have been met.
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>>3947877
>Put your body through the wringer to try learning Namida’s fighting style in combat
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>>3948755
Fuck yeah. Now it's only a matter of time...
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>>3948625
>>3948611

“In any case, let’s continue this match Nami.” You said, getting back to form.

“As you wish, Ken.” Namida smile, doing the very same.

“Good~ Now, resume~” Nekomi declares, dropping her arm down in dramatic fashion as the clock resumes. Within an instant, the two of you dash forward to clash against one another with your Shinai Swords. Playing defense at this stage was not an option, especially given how outclass you are to Namida. Even without her fancy footwork, her way with the sword was a league above your own skills as she parries and redirects your strikes.

Still, her advance sword skills, especially one of her ancient ones the Shukuchi gave her an edge that you couldn’t overcome with willpower alone. If this was a real fight, you would be bleeding from head to toe from the multitude of slashes inflicted upon you. In its place was the humiliating factor of being repetitively stuck on your head, torso, and wrist. There was the throat but you got the feeling she was purposely avoiding that spot for good reason.

For the next three minutes, you commit yourself to breaking down and learning the secret to Namida’s swordswoman style. If nothing else, you were going to use your body to etch it to memory to learn yourself. To cover up your intentions and maintain the pride of a captain, you continue to be aggressive and striking with everything you have. In response, Namida redirects and counterstrike all of your attacks. The fight was essentially two verses one now.

In between her Kenbu or Sword Dancing, Namida inflicted delayed strikes she calls Kūsen or Cutting Flash. Being hit with these two techniques gave off the impression of being mutilated by a multitude of shinai swords. Even with your robust body, taking all of those hits wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. Really it was impressive that you were still able to stand after the countless flurry of sword strikes that Namida inflicted upon you.
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>>3948904

In exchange, you were able to pay close attention to Namida’s style. Sure, you weren’t like Medaka who freely has complete control of her body through factors such as biofeedback, but your tolerance to pain was good enough to keep yourself from losing concertation. Even so, to finally imprint the secrets to Namida’s fighting style took almost three whole minutes. Netting her quite a large amount of points compared to your zero as your breathing start to deepen.

With time running out, everything around you starts to slow down. Deep breathing was all that could be perceived within your Seiryokuken or Sphere of Influence. The rhythm of your body’s motions start echoing inside, bones crackling and muscles losing themselves. A sense of an exhilaration begins to flow inside, rejuvenating your worn-out body in the process as adrenaline kicks in. Pushed back into a corner, something begins to awaken inside of you.

Previously reduced to standing on one knee, you slowly pull yourself up as resolve starts to resonate in your blue eyes. “...Sorry about that Nami. But I think, I’m finally starting to get my second wind.” With a confident smile, you start to take a stance.

“So, the real fight starts now? You really are a slow starter, Ken.” Namida smiles, resuming her stance as she crouches her legs. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to you, one more person was watching the fight alongside Nekomi. Currently, you were too busy unknowingly awakening 『Number One』to notice anything but the adversary in front of you.

“So how do you think this is going to play out?” Medaka said, holding up her fan to her face while leaning against a tree. Nekomi turns her head to glance at Medaka with a cat-like expression.

“With only a minute left, it’s obvious that Keichi doesn’t have a snowball chance in hell against a genius like Namida. But, if there’s one thing that Keichi is known for, it’s stubborn refusal to give up. Enduring whatever comes his way without wavering until that crowning moment where he can steal victory from the jaws of defeat. Only someone like that is capable of following under such a monster like Madam President all these years without breaking once.” Nekomi explains, taking the subtle jab at Medaka with her monster comment. Naturally, Medaka doesn’t register it due to her oblivious nature.

“But you already knew that didn’t you?” Nekomi asks, watching Medaka nod in response before turning her eyes back to Keichi.
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>>3948926

“Just like Hansode puts it. Keichi, you really are the ultimate sore loser out there. But what separates you from the others is that you don’t take the easy way out by blaming your losses on anything or anyone you can find. You openly admit the frustration of losing but instead of complaining about it or holding a spiteful grudge, you push yourself to try again and do better. Not only that but you can be a graceful loser and without hesitation ask your adversaries advice or tips to get better. You’re someone who enjoys the thrill of the challenge and battling against strong opponents, especially those stronger than you. Never letting things like the fear of defeat or agonizing disparity of losing keep you down. “ Mekada said, briefly entering the first stage of her “proof of one’s worth” Peaching to the lesser mortals.

“If anyone’s the truest embodiment of hard work and perseverance, it’s you Keichi Hakumasa. Wouldn’t you agree, Ms.Nabeshima?” Medaka smiles, turning to Nekomi for her input.

“Exactly. A guy like that is precisely my type as a mentor. Truth be told, I was smitten by him during middle school when I heard of his endeavors. But what really sold me was his desire to fight me. Naturally, I beat him in a contest of street fighting with judo. Yet there was something about him that kept coming at me again and again despite the gap between us. Such a stubborn hothead like Keichi, even I can’t say that I dislike such earnest passion. “ Nekomi giggles in her trademark laugh, looking at the sparing match as it reaches its climax.

>How do you proceed?

>Try to overwhelm Namida through overwhelming brute force
>Fight fire with Fire by using Namida’s style to counter her
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
>Other [write-in]
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>>3948791

I'm getting the striking feeling you're going to try and aim to do that with Kumagawa at the first chance you'll get.
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>>3948933
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
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>>3948933
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
Can use our style with what we've learned from her to predict and counter. We don't just replicate, we integrate!

>>3948938
It's the only thing that would make sense in a match between two losers.
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>>3948933
>>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
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>>3948933
>>3948945
This
>Ressume the Iaido stance and rectify your previous defeat first
With Number One kicking in and us having an idea of how she blocked it the first time, she should be able to get closer to hitting her. One point from us is all I want right now.
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>>3948933
>A guy like that is precisely my type as a mentor. Truth be told, I was smitten by him during middle school
Oh yeah, looks like that one anon's wishes might come true...
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>>3948942
>>3948945
>>3948946
>>3948950

Since its unanimous, let's see how well you do this in style.

going to try the best of three method with 3d100 just to see how I feel about it in excution.
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3948956
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Rolled 12, 84, 43 = 139 (3d100)

>>3948956
Check these 100s
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>>3948956
Is it three 1d100 or 3 3d100?
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>>3948962

Assuming >>3948644 it sounds like the latter. if it's a mistake I'll correct it next time.
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Rolled 18, 1, 45 = 64 (3d100)

>>3948956
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Rolled 79, 22, 85 = 186 (3d100)

>>3948967
Just wanted to be sure!

>>3948956
Rollin' loud and rollin' proud.
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>>3948970

>1
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>>3948975
It was inevitable. We are, after all, Number One.

And Ajimu did say it's both an Abnormality and a Minus...
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>>3948975
Just clarifying, does this have an effect on what we picked up from Namida or are we just getting our ass beat?
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>>3948986

Latter but this one clash is going to have an "interesting" outcome.

>>3948976

This is very true. I'm tempted to tweak the standard rules of critical failures to better fit the paradox that Number One is since it is your calling card/should be the lucky number.
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>>3948991
It's a quest based on Medaka Box, playing around with traditional mechanics like crits fits it well. Hell, a 2 being a crit fail for us makes more sense IC to me.
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>>3948991
>I'm tempted to tweak the standard rules of critical failures to better fit the paradox that Number One is since it is your calling card/should be the lucky number.
Perhaps we still win, but it's in the lamest way possible? I agree with >>3948995 that 2 could be a crit fail though since fuck that number.
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>going to have an "interesting" outcome.
There goes our reputation again!
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>>3948956

“Judging by the swordsman spirit that they’re generating, it seems like we’re reaching the climax. Just like the battle between Hiten Mitsuryugi-Style vs The Tenken. Both fighters preparing to go all out with their next attack.” Nekomi mentions, seeing the clock about to hit four minutes.

“Although Namida has the lead by forty points, it still feels like this is a fight where anything can happen. The odds matter not in this competition between swordsmen.” Medaka narrates, looking closely at the rising aura between the two combatants.

“That said, the clock is still an important factor in this. So this fight is essentially a battle against time. Therefore…” Nekomi pauses, leaving an implication for Medaka.

“..Whoever is fastest will be the one to decide the fate of this battle.” Medaka said, finishing up on what Nekomi was going to say with her implication.

Nekomi once again made her trademark laugh before resting her chin in her palm. “Regardless of the outcome, this is going to turn out to be a truly interesting battle~

“Oho? So you’re reverting to using the Iaido style despite the fact losing the first time with movement similar to the Shinsoku, or Godspeed. Does that mean you’re now fully conscious of that ancient martial arts thus able to use it to its full potential or…?” Namida reflects, purposely cutting off her trail of words to imply that she may know what you are planning.

“Who knows? But for some reason, I feel rather confident in this. Also, I’m not someone who loses to the same technique twice.” You said, gripping your sword tightly, lowering your legs slightly and adjusting the angle of the hilt and guard.

“Well, then I’ll meet such confidence with an old favorite like before.” As Namida says this she begins to take a familiar sword stance. Once again you felt a shiver down your spine, that technique is coming. And you're going to be ready for it.
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>>3949042

To better prepare yourself, you slowly close your eyes. If your eyes couldn’t keep up with Namida’s movements, then you’re betting it all on your other sense, specifically your sense of touch and hearing. Upon the clock resuming to hit the four-minute mark after the brief narration between participation, the match continues with a vengeance. Sprinting through a single step, both you and Namida practically glide through the floor.

Normal people wouldn’t be able to register precisely what was going on. Nekomi was following on gut instinct to predict how things going to end up in between using her sight. Meanwhile, Medaka could follow the motions that both parties make clear as day. The difference between a special and an abnormal was no difference between the heavens and earth. But in this case, it matters not as both parties saw a rather dramatic spectacle. Like previously you took the first move to strike with the same attack as before move for move.

Unsurprisingly, Namida did the same as she implements the same strategy to block your strike and use the force to empower her own. As she travels closer, your other senses alert you of the incoming attack. The true purpose of the first attack was to remove resistance, thereby allowing the second attack to travel at a much faster speed. Creating a similar effect to creating a sonic boom, the second blow harnesses the vibrations to sever as a trigger for the delaying impact. Because of this, the body doesn’t register the impact and incoming boom effect until too late. Now knowing this, you’re able to act accordingly.

Timing your attack perfectly, you catch Namida’s delay strike with the bunt of your shitai sword, pushing that flexibility to the limit. The swords slide off one another in sync, creating a neutralizing effect as Namida’s sword pushes itself back. A vacant space in the atmosphere subtly caused a vacuum effect to manifest, drawing both parties closer to one another. As a follow-up, you twist your body to the side, riding on that rebounded force to knock your Shitai sword back into Iaido stance, now positioned to attack the exposed Namida.

“Getsuga Tenshou!” You scream, slamming the sword with tremendous force while utilizing the momentum created by the previous clash to empower your strike. Due to the suction of the wind, Namida found herself unable to get away with the Shukuchi or swing her sword fast enough to strike back.
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Therefore, a dramatic clash took forth as you strike Namida straight in the chest. A violent updraft followed be kinetic shockwave trigger a strong backlash of pressurized air. Blowing away essentially everything within range in an Omni-directional wave. Both Medaka and Nekomi found themselves swept up by the attack. Leaving you the only one to hold their ground unaffected as it connects. Quickly as it came, the decisive blow came to an abrupt end.

With the smoke and dust clearing away, you open your eyes to focus on Namida, preparing to try to catch up. Namida currently stood on the other side, somewhat dazed by what just happened. Not because of the strike to her chest, which by the way felt like hitting wet sand in a balloon, so you know like Medaka her body was well trained in turning any part of her body to a formidable suit of armor. So you know that attack wasn’t enough to leave any lasting bruise.

Instead, it was due to the fact that the force generated from your attack actually blew away the tracksuit that Namida was previously wearing. Leaving her wearing what appears to be pink lace underwear. You were left rather speechless at how mature and Yamato Nadeshiko like her choice of underwear was, before coming back to your senses. Namida soon realizes the implication as her face lits up into a deep crimson.

“Well, victory by indecent exposure. That’s certainly an unexpected move, but as the King of Foul I can’t help but approve of it.” Nekomi smiles, laughing at the results as the hard worker defeated

“I don’t want to win by such an outcome!!” You cried, closing your eyes out of shame.

“Really? Is that how it works? I mean she’s still standing and capable of fighting still. Not to mention the massive lead in points she has against Keichi.” Medaka replies, still not sure of what’s the problem here.

“Don’t shrug off the fact she’s in her underwear as not a problem!” You turn your head to rant at the girls. Upon opening your eyes you find yourself staring at Medaka and Nekomi also undressed from that ferocious whirlwind attack. Medaka was wearing the stereotypical lavish underwear you come to expect from Medaka. Nekomi, on the other hand, was wearing her sports bra and spat shorts instead. Leave it to the king of fowl to be prepared for such a move.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” You scream in frustration at this predicament. You really have to wonder exactly why this kind of stuff happen to you,

>Run off to find the girls’s clothing and give them back to them
>Apologize to Namida by bashing your head to the ground until blood comes out
>Accept your fate by letting the girls beat you up
>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out
>Strip your clothes off
>Other [write-in]
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>>3948995
>>3948997

That's actually a fitting answer. I'll mark that down for future rolls.
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>>3949082
>>Strip your clothes off
>>Apologize to Namida by bashing your head to the ground until blood comes out
When in Rome. Not like we haven't done this already.
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>>3949082
>Run off to find the girls’s clothing and give them back to them
I KNEW IT. AJIMU BLESS.

>Leave it to the king of fowl
Greatest innuendo yet

>>3949085
I think if '1' is going to be our lucky number and invoke a crit, it shouldn't be a lame win but pretty goddamn rad. 100 could be the lame win. It would fit our power. The biggest challenge results in Number One going into overdrive while the easy win provides nothing.
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>>3949082
>>3949085
Support
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>>3949092

That's basically how I'm going to handle it. The number 1 being the hype success, while number 100 is a crit success but the lame win. Number 2 is a crit failure in the worst way possible to balance this.
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>>3949082
>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out
All of these options are great
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>>3949082
>Strip your clothes off
Failing that,
>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out
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>Commit Harakiri by knocking yourself out
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>>3949115
>>3949253
>>3949127
Okay, seems like we're going for gender equality before symbolic suicide. Only in Medaka Box
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>>3949270

Well isn’t this quite the unfortunate end to the series of events that took part prior. Currently standing between three beautiful maidens in their undergarments. As if you didn’t need your reputation to be any worse than it already is. You can deal with being seen as a thug or delinquent captain. Hell, you can deal with being called Medaka’s watchdog. But there was no way you were going to be known as the perverted devil.

Now there was one of three ways that this scenario could end. The first was to apologize to the point you smash your head down into the ground until blood comes out. The second was to run off to grab the clothing and hopefully appeal to Namida and co. The third and the most unfavorable choice was to make peace with yourself and let yourself fall to the disgusted trope of being beaten up for a perverted action that wasn’t your fault. Okay in this instance it was but that’s;s beside the point.

Thinking about it closely, you came to the only logical solution in this short period. Quickly you reach for your track jacket and yank it off before doing the same to the shirt. Next, you took off your shoes all while following up with those track pants. Stripping down to your flame print boxers certainly wasn’t enough to diffuse the situation. At the very least it even the playing field, especially for Namida who was probably thinking she can’t get married due to this act.

Finally, you reach for your Shinai Sword, currently lying on the ground. Now the only way you can repent was harakiri, or that’s what the traditionalist lifestyle of a samurai taught you. Actually dying wasn’t the purpose but when in Rome. Briefly, you take a series of breaths to loosen your muscles and weaken your natural defenses for the crucial portion of the final act. You focus your eyes on each of the girls, having now the courage necessary to leave your last will testament.

“Namida, I’m sorry you suffered the misfortune of that last attack of mine. This was not how I wanted to get a point on you, much less win. I just wanted to show my skills and impress you enough to warrant you joining the Kendo Club. I’m deeply sorry for this.” You bowed humbly and show sincerity in your apology. Namida was still trying to cover herself up while mumbling Ruki in embarrassment.
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“Nekomi. Sorry for dragging you in this but it looks like I won’t be able to accept the win. Or be able to show my face to the Judo club any time so. So you should give up trying to recruit me to be your successor.” As you say this to Nekomi, you saw her try to shrug it off saying that such things aren’t worth thinking about. You get the feeling this wouldn’t stop her from pursuing you but you still felt the need to apologize.

Turning to face the person who perhaps was the least bothered by this, you stand firm before meeting Medaka like a man. “Medaka, tell my parents that I love them and I am sorry that I shame the family with this indecency. Also, you might not be bothered by this but I’m sure as hell is. As a general affairs manager, I have to properly discipline myself by the only way appropriate for this situation. I’m not taking no for an answer.” Afterward, you turn to face all three girls before closing your eyes in tranquility.

“Goodbye.” With a last smile, you slammed the Shinai hard enough in the chest, specifically where the liver was located to knock the wind out of you. Afterward, you dropped to your knees, staggering a bit before collapsing. The hit was enough to trigger minor asphyxiation in order to cause a blackout and nothing more. With the light fading in your eyes, you felt your consciousness slipping into slumber. Yet your body chose to remain dignified in its harakiri pose.

Medaka, Nekomi, and Namida was now left to deal with the scene. Medaka and Nekomi logically talked about the dramatics of your symbolic samurai suicide and going as far as to rate it. Leaving Namida the only one to logically freak out over the fact that you were currently passed out in your underwear. In any case, you spent the remainder of the day unconscious. The next time you awaken, you find yourself back in your room.

You weren’t sure how exactly you got into your room since you recall committing harakiri in the kendo club’s training field. Regardless, this left you some time to reflect upon some things as you are currently alone to your devices. At least, you assumed that was the case as you caught someone sweeping the floors outside the hall. You weren’t sure but it looked like Namida in a maid uniform currently cleaning.

>Go back to sleep and deal with everything tomorrow
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
>Ignore it and go back to training
>Other [write-in]
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>>3949324
>“Medaka, tell my parents that I love them and I am sorry that I shame the family with this indecency
I fucking lost it right here, dammit QM you're a treat. Honorable Ken-chan all the way.

>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
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>>3949324
>>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
Bless this whole day. I hope this is brought back to haunt us every time we try to pull off another Getsuga Tenshou. Whether by Medaka, Nabeshima, or Namida. Can't wait to get back and see Hansode's smug face.

And don't keep us hanging, man, how'd they rate it?
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>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
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>>3949331

Nekomi gave you a 7.5 for a good try but was a little too cheesy at the end.

Medaka gave you a 10 for putting your heart out there and giving a convincing finish.

Namida gave a 9.0, thinking that it was still lacking something like blood leaking out to really paint the scenery together.
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>>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
Here lies Keichi. He never scored.
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>>3949337
>Namida gave a 9.0, thinking that it was still lacking something like blood leaking out to really paint the scenery together.
D'OH
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>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
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>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
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>>3948967
I seem to have miscommunicated, sorry about that. I only said 3d100's because a bo3 is in baseline just tossing 3d100 and picking the best one. 3 3d100's seems more nuts in the balance department though, rather fitting for our quest.

In any case, our mistake seems to be making us into a interesting foil to Kumagawa.

>>3949324
>Get out of bed and check outside to see if it is Namida or not
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>>3949328
>>3949331
>>3949332
>>3949338
>>3949451
>>3949515
>>3949660

It was going to bug you all day if you didn’t check who it was cleaning. On the off chance that it was Namida, you couldn’t just rush out there like a mad streaker. As if you want to relive that indecent humiliation. Therefore, you slowly lift the covers off your body, peeling off the cocoon you previously crafted. To your relief, you were wearing dark purple pajamas with butterfly prints and a sleeping cap on your head. Good, now you know that you were decently clothed you casually hop up from your bed.

Without making a sound, you navigate your way towards the door. Pushing it ever so slightly, came a wide enough creak to peak outside. What you see does start to align the pieces together. Silky purple hair, a nice firm body subtly detailed in that classic maid uniform, a more traditionalist style given the black bouffant skirt went down to her ankles. The key gave away you saw was those bandaged hands of hers and her Shinai carrying case on her back. Only once she turned her face was you met with a familiar sight.

There was no doubt now, it was Namida currently polishing the wooden floors. You can only imagine that your mother Hitomi was involved with giving Namida a Japanese influenced variation of the classic victorian attire. Not that you were complaining since being around Medaka all your life makes you appreciate tamer and professional clothing.

“O-Oh Good Morning Keichi,” Namida said with a smile, turning around to meet you after finishing up her polishing.

“Good Morning Namida.” You smile, briefly caught off guard by her warm and cheerful smile. Just before she has the chance to disappear like a ninja, you politely grabbed Namida by the shoulder.

“Just a second if you don’t mind. I only have one simple question….why are you at my house cleaning?” You asked, smile intact. There were many questions to ask like how did you end up back home, how did you sleep through the day, what happened after you blacked out, etc. However, none of them compared to the important one being this sudden predicament.
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>>3950023

“Huh? Erm well, t-that’s because of that unfortunate incident yesterday. As a maiden, I should only expose my body to the man that I’m going to marry. Or at least, that’s how it was for old Japan. While things have certainly changed, I can’t help but feel ashamed about it, especially for my Omiai ancestors.” Namida studdered, putting her fingers together while mustering the strength to speak. As she did so, you notice a shift in tone from her cheerful expression to a more...gloomy look.

“...But it’s way too soon for me to devote myself to a future husband to repair my lost honor. I’m so disgraceful to my family line.” Namida said, adopting a more melancholy look as she was riddled with shame. Guilt was bubbling up deep inside your heart. “That’s why I decided to serve you as a Maid instead.”

>Offer to marry her instead
>Apologize in an honorable manner until blood comes out
>Change the subject by talking about [write-in what you want to talk about]
>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
>other [write-in]
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>>3950026
>>Apologize in an honorable manner until blood comes out
>>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
Harem? In my Medaka Box?
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>>3950026
Ahh, so we've both brought great shame upon our families with that little incident at the end of the dual huh? Surely there has to be some kinda "eye for an eye" rule here, like the two cancel each other out. Either way.

>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
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>>3950026
Also I have a small question QM
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>>3950036

Shoot
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>>3950026
>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
She's the grandmaster after all, she'll know more about how to deal with this than us
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>>3950039
You know how you use this one blonde guy>>3950026 to represent Ken? Do you have any pics that show what the other possible player characters would've looked like?

Also what are the odds that they make cameo apparences?
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>>3950032
+1
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>>3950026
>Look for your mother to try and help the situation
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>>3950044

Haruka
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>>3950044

Shiki
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>>3950044

Reika
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>>3950044

And Hotaru

There's a possible chance for a cameo but I'm still thinking of when would be best.
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>>3950080
I don't know about timing but Shiki and Miyakonoujo were made to oppose each other
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>>3950093

You are correct. But look on the bright side, since you picked Keichi, you're opposing Kumagawa.
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>>3950093
>Miyakonojou
I can see the panels with Kenichi talking about that he may dislike his engagement with Medaka, he certainly wouldn't want her to brainwashed to follow him.
We gotta copy his wall climbing ability.
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>>3950026
>>3950043
I'll switch to support >>3950032 and move things along

>>3950104
Bright side, eh? It'll make for great drama but man is a fight between us gonna be one-sided. Unless Number One also lets us go all Jack Rakan.

>>3950106
It shouldn't be that hard, we just need to get stronger with our feet... and somehow learn to grip a completely smooth vertical surface with them.
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>>3950106

Well, look at you, pointing out possible conflict with Oudo before actually meeting him. Good job with that foresight.

>>3950144

You'll be surprised at what I have planned with Number One during that fated battle. There's a deeper connection between you and Kumagawa that has yet been mentioned.
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>>3950152
To be very honest, I'm excited to see what will happen when Ajimu gets freed and it becomes a hell for our boy. His OP fiancée, his middle school crush, his best friend, the girl he just stripped and The Foul King.

How much more will his special ability, "Bancho Pheromones" affect every girl?
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>>3950161
As Ajimu puts it "This manga will now transition into a shitty romance comedy" once you keep your promise to her.

Alternatively, one anon called it 「Lewding Legal Lolis」 which isn't that far off Especially if going by a minus that goes off unexpectedly, turning them into lolis for certain periods of time.
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>>3950032
>>3950052
>>3950144

Seeing that you weren’t the only one who felt immense shame over the predicament did a blow to your honor. Sure, you could say that your following actions created an “eye for an eye” kind of retribution that’ll cancel the shame for both of you. But it was still awkward for the both of you. Strangely, this was oddly refreshing since the only girl you seen in their underwear was Medaka. Or so you think, there were pieces of your memories that are currently missing. Putting that aside you couldn’t help but try to appeal to your honorable side and make it up to Namida.

Without warning, you smash your head down against the padded floors in an apologetic bow. While not to the point of breaking the study wooden floors which by the way are notoriously hard, you did hit your head enough times to bleed out your forehead. An act that only made Namida nervously reach over to try and patch you up. Not that she wasn’t grateful to be under the care of such a respectable gentleman. It didn’t negate how your antics tend to injure yourself for better or worse.
After treatment, you decide to go find your mother, leaving Namida to go back to cleaning while she waits. Your mother Hitomi was certainly the most likely person to help you out and straighten things appropriately. As your sensei and grandmaster of the martial arts, surely she would know precisely how to handle this. In no time you made your way towards the dojo room.

Standing on the other side of the door was a sight to behold. It was a tall teenage girl, with shoulder-length lavender, pale peach skin, blue eyes, and a robust body that shows she’s a black belt in martial arts. What was most noticeable was the blank expression on her face as she nonchalantly puts on her school uniform. That uncaring attitude and presence only an older sibling can produce tell you just who exactly you were dealing with.

“MIRAI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!” You screamed, clenching your hands into fists as you reasonably freaked out over the sight.
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>>3950193

“Jeez Kei, can you tone down on the hot bloodedness. It’s way too early in the morning for that.” Mirai replied, rubbing her eyebrow as her skirt drops to the floor, exposing herself further much to your annoyance.

Mirai Hakumasa, otherwise going by her alias in school as Miri Natayama, was your older sister. Unlike you, she was labeled as an abnormal upon the age of four. Becoming more than the just sum of her parent’s parts. Almost the complete opposite of you she was a “cool beauty” otherwise called a Kuudere, Rarely letting her aloof and laid back demeanor fizzle out, she is prone violent tendency much like a Sukeban, the female equivalent of a banchou. Tranquil fury doesn’t begin to describe the balance that Mirai represents.

“Besides, it’s your fault for stepping into the dojo without knocking,” Mirai explains, bending down to reach for her skirt, exposing her pantyhose in the process. Part of you feels like your sister was purposely messing with you at this point. “Also it’s not like we haven’t seen each other in our underwear before. Heck, your fiancée purposely strips all the time.”

“ Okay, first off, Normal people wouldn’t get dressed in the dojo room. And secondly, don’t bring up Medaka into this.” You argued, turning away with an annoyed sigh.

“Didn’t you bath with Medaka until you were the sixth grade? Not that I’m one to judge since we also bathed together until middle school.” Mirai casually points out, furthering your anger as you were about to rant to her about the importance of proper etiquette.

Mirai turns her head, letting out a sigh as she continues getting ready. “Yeah, Yeah. Calm down and take a joke before you bust my eardrums with your loud voice. Anyway, mom’s outback gardening. As for dad, I just got off the phone with him. He says he’s happy to hear that you’re the Kendo Club Captain and making an earnest high school life. Also, he’ll be coming home sometime in late spring or early summer depending on his scavenger hunt in South America goes.”

“Really? Dad is coming home for summer break?!” You exclaim. A feeling of giddiness soon brushes across your face as you remember spending new years with your dad and celebration into Hakoniwa Academy being the last time you saw him.

‘By the way, not that I have a brother complex, especially a perverse romantic version, but are you sure you want to still be standing here while I’m trying to change?” Mirai points out.

>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden
>Step inside and rant up a storm about your sister’s lack of empathy towards stuff like this
>Challenge your sister to a duel once she gets dressed
>Ask your sister about [write-in what you want to know]
>Other [write-in]
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>>3950220

Once again as a disclaimer this is an AU so some things will be different from the original manga canon.

Like this, Miri Natayama in the original story was an anime original character for one episode despite officially being drawn by the illustrator. She has a cameo in the second to last arc in the manga.

So yeah, hijacking this plot with no survivors.
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>>3950193
The similarities with Zenkichi just keep piling up! Interrupting even more people as they're changing is now inevitable.

>>3950220
>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden
We've seen the results of our own attempts at changing this behavior with Medaka, we'll just talk to mom about it.
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>>3950220
>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden
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>>3950220
>>Take your sister’s suggestion and leave to the garden
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>>3950240
>>3950244
>>3950253

You briefly blink in response to your sister’s antic. As much as you hate to admit it Mirai clearly has a point. Siblings or not, it was rather inappropriate to stand in and watch them change. Not to mention you not once have won a debate with your sister. Arguing with your big sister was a chore that you didn’t want to get involved in. Sure, she was far more understanding and approachable than Medaka, but still has a sense of apathy that makes her such a maverick in comparison to normality.

“Excuse me then.” You replied, turning in a huff while your sister waves you off with a nonchalant smile.

“Oh and tell the maid that I’d like to have some orange tea along with a blueberry muffin. Pancakes also works.~ Also, I need some compensation for carrying you back home and changing you.” Mirai calls out, making sure to be loud enough that you couldn’t pretend to ignore her. You didn’t want to open that ticking timebomb this early in the morning.

Walking down the path in a timely manner you find yourself on track to the garden. It only took a couple of turns before finally making it towards the zen garden. A massive field of sand with carefully planted rock formations and precisely clipped shrubs. If there was a more natural Zen Garden out there than this, you weren’t sure it existed with the amount of wild plant life there was. From the Sakura trees to the giant bonsai tree at the center, it certainly gave a scene of serenity and tranquility.

Now walking up the bridge above the running pond water to make it to the Zen Garden. As you make it inside, the silhouette of your mother starts to form. Strangely enough, it wasn’t the short and spunky eleven-year-old that you have grown accustomed to seeing. Instead, what appeared before you was a stunning brunette lady no older than her late twenties to early thirties. Wearing nothing more than gardening clothing, it was quite the mood whiplash for you.

“Oh. hey sweetie~ Glad to see you’re up and about after your little accident.” The mature woman smiled at you, holding the clippers behind her back. There was a sense of motherly charm radiating from the mature woman that starts to nag at you.

>Take a stance and ask the mysterious woman who are you and why are you in the garden?
>Apologize for disrupting them and walk back to look for your mom
>Ask the mysterious woman if they saw an 11-year-old kid running around here
>Think real closely and remember ????
>Other [write-in]
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>>3950400
>Apologize for disrupting them and walk back to look for your mom
>Think real closely and remember ????
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>>3950400
>>Think real closely and remember ????
Well alright then. Guessing that's her Abnormality...
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>>3950400
>Ask the mysterious woman if they saw an 11-year-old kid running around here
>Think real closely and remember ????
Hmmmmmmmmmmm
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>>3950400
>>3950409
Throwing my support here
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>>3950405
>Guessing that's her Abnormality...
Unknown Mommy
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>>3950400
>>Think real closely and remember ????
Boy oh boy, age shifting milf. Dad's lucky.
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>>3950409
>>3950414

“Ahem, excuse me madam for interrupting but have you seen a little girl no older than eleven years old running around here? I know it’s hard to believe but she’s my mom, Hitomi Hakumasa.” You politely asked, brushing off that sweetie comment out of being distracted.

The mysterious woman starts puffing her cheeks before placing her hand on her childbearing hips. “Really Keichi? I don’t use this form as often compared to my adorable eleven-year-old self or the spunky seventeen-year-old form, but you can’t tell me you don’t recognize your own mother when you see her?” The sound in her tone shifted as she suddenly shifts her vocal cords mid-way to that of a child’s. Only making her angry voice strangely cute.

Blinking back at this you take a moment to reflect on this sudden reveal from the brunette claiming to be your mother. It was rather hard to believe such a thing was possible, but then again so was having an eleven-year-old girl as your mom. The more your brain raddles itself over it, something starts to click. Memories of your mother appearing in this form alongside your training in the mountains were rising to the surface. There was no mistake about it, this was your mother’s abnormality at work.

From your brief understanding of your mother’s abnormality『Red East/Invincible East』, it was an ability that took the concept of self-control and self-mastery that martial arts provide and take it to its logical extremes. In addition to being a walking encyclopedia of every form of martial arts that ever existed and anything associated such as Chinese medicine, it essentially allows her to do superhuman feats and magic-like abilities through her vitality and body’s chemistry like those in fiction and folklore. Anything was possible for her through martial arts.

You saw it in some ways the ultimate form of Medaka’s self-control skill as your mother’s control far surpasses what can be done through biofeedback. One of the side-effects of her abnormality was her impeded aging and complete control of her biological age. Thus, at one moment she could appear as an enchanting forty-two woman appearing not a day over thirty on moment, to transitioning to a cute, spunky eleven-year-old girl the next. You often compared it to Lisa Lisa’s Ripple granting her eternal youth and Tsunade’s mastery of the transformation jutsu.
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>>3950506

Of course, it made for rather awkward moments for you growing up, especially whenever your mother came to see you during school. Part of you wondered with such an abnormality just how precisely old was your mother’s true age. On the other hand, you knew first hand from experience just how terrifying her martial arts prowess can be. She was labeled as the “Undefeated of the East” after all. So asking such a question even as her son was an invitation to receive a fate worse than death.

“Sorry, sorry. You can’t help me for forgetting what my mom actually looks like when she keeps shifting her age like a revolver door.” You reply, trying to appeal the quelling anger that was coming from your mother. Saying a thing like that, however, didn’t net you any favors.

“Oho….it seems that in addition to my son being popular with the ladies lately that he’s taking big about a woman’s age.” Hitomi mutters, cracking her knuckles as her ”aura” starts to manifest in a cycling current of golden electricity.

>Face your mother head-on in martial arts and let your fist do the talking
>Try again to appeal to your mom and calm her down
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
>Other [write-in]
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>>3950519
.....Seems like we're a magnet for girls that can beat our ass.
>Try again to appeal to your mom and calm her down
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>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
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>>3950519
>Try again to appeal to your mom and calm her down
I kinda want to fight or at least spar with her just to see what she can do but now is probably not the time... in fact, we're likely to just get knocked out again. She probably has some crazy ultra refined MMA style, and I'd love to see our inner thoughts gush all about it.
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>>3950525

Yes but not inaccurate to the type of girl Keichi is looking for. In the original canon, Zekichi openly admits to being a mama's boy. So this isn't far off.

>>3950532

There will always be chances to spar with your mom.
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>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
Flee!
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>>3950519
>>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
NIGERUNDAYO, KENICHI!
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B-but didn't we come to her for help with the Nami maid thing? If we just run off how do we deal with the other issue?
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>>3950519
>Face your mother head-on in martial arts and let your fist do the talking

Come on! Where is your pride? We have a mission to do!

This could just be one of those comically short fights that end with a bump on our head.
Then after quick recovery we can ask about Namida.

Or it could go the other way around. Ether way, it works for us.
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>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]
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>>3950519
>Use your family’s special technique on your father’s side for generations [aka running away]

There is a time to spar and then there is a time to RUN AWAY!
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>>3950528
>>3950532
>>3950561
>>3950607
>>3950721
>>3950823

Your father would be proud of his son right now.

Also for future hints. Each one of your family members fits a different genre on Shonen. As well as a callback to Shonen Jump title(s).
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>>3951057

In an instant, your face turns from naive optimism to dreadful fear at the sight of your mother. Whether if it was intentional or not didn’t matter to Hitomi, the fact of the matter that her age has been poked at was enough of a trigger to invoke her wrathful presence. Being both her only son and one of her students, you knew first hand just how monstrous your mother can be, especially when enraged. Her superhuman physiology was positively terrifying in itself, but what really makes her such a threat was the chaotic ultra-refined mixed martial arts style that is the Tōhō Fuhai-Ryu or School of the Undefeated East.

As a Practitioner of this hybrid martial arts, you know first hand the value and integrity it caries that gave birth to its namesake. As a martial arts otaku, you can’t deny the sheer amazement you get whenever seeing your mother perform. Granted, this wasn’t the time to be awestruck by your impending doom. Therefore, you start to reflect upon your teachings for a solution to tackle this adversity. Just then, an old mantra told to you by your mother when you were a mere toddler suddenly flashes back.


“Keichi, between you and your older sister Mirai, one of you will one day inherit the title of heir to Touhou Fuhai-Ryu. So make sure to remember these words. No matter what adversities or ordeals obstruct your path, always think back to one single truth. The School of the Undefeated East lasted over two thousand years because of the school’s noble mantra. And that mantra is...anything goes~” Your mind recalls those words your mother

At first glance, it sounds like barbaric and unrefined martial arts that were no different than a street brawl or a knife-edge deathmatch. But that was a foolish misconception that usually led to countless masters to fall under the School of the Undefeated East. A true master of the martial arts knows in order to study the art one must first begin with the art of imitation. Those who have mastered the technique can incorporate anything into their martial arts to further improve and develop their art. Forever honing it to a level that has no equal as they embody the world itself. Observing, learning and adapting over two millennia worth of martial arts combined with the philosophy that gives a flexible and creative mind makes for a truly devastating art.
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>>3951191

With such a balanced, well rounded martial art by your side, you’re quite the formidable opponent even without 『Number One』 by your side. Especially since your mother Hitomi was quite thorough in teaching you. While she loved you with every fiber in her heart, when it came to the training she was no different than a lioness. Heck, when you were only four years old she tosses you off a mountain and only acknowledged you as a martial artist when you managed to climb back up to the top.

In retrospect that was the first sign, you had that shows just how unorthodox an abnormal can truly be. More so, just how frightening your mother can be. The Pixiu or Winged Lioness of the east, west, south, north, and center. In a head to head fight, even with the power of 『Number One』, victory was next to impossible at your current level. Thus, there was only one thing that you can do. Rely on the proud tradition of your father Daichi Hakuma’s family teaching. While you didn’t know much about your father’s side, but their family carried a proud tradition especially when it came to fighting.

“Guess I have no choice but use that technique. Be prepared mother for this technique will blow you away.” You said, slapping the sides of your legs while making a confident smile.

“How presumption to believe that you need to warn me. You’re one thousand years too early to be playing the role of my successor.” Hitomi said, starting to get into fighting position, slowly moving her hands in a way that normal people would make the assumption that Hitomi has a multitude of arms. Like that of the raging Ashura.

Briefly, you engage in a compelling staredown with your mother. A true test of wills as the ground starts to shake from your combine presence. Silence quickly envelop the area as each passing second became an eternity. One wrong move and it was game over for you, so you kept your cool throughout the staring contest. The moment your mom blinked her eyes did you finally act. At a drop of a dime, you start to run at top gear in dramatically flamboyant fashion.

"Runaway!" You scream, furthering the panicking image your frantic running gave off.
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>>3951224

To anyone lucky enough to look at the spectacle, especially those with untrained eyes, they would see you running like a coward through your backyard from the Zen garden. In truth, it was being cowardly but it holds much deeper purposes. It was a move only used when dealing with a problem that couldn’t be tackled head-on or an opponent too strong to defeat directly, otherwise, you would’ve gone with the alternative, “Charging forward like a madman”. In essence, this was a strategic move that carries a wide array of options.

For this ordeal, you kept a close eye to your surroundings to outmaneuver your rampaging mother. Looking for any sort of clue to tackle this behemoth. All while giving you time to think of a battle plan, but not by as much time as you hope as your Mother was traveling like a speeding demon.

>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
>Make a phone call to your sister to meet you at school with your clothing and bag as you run away.
>Lead your mother towards a trap to “Stall” her as you make your escape
>Try to use your mother’s overwhelming strength against her
>Other [write-in]
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>>3951230
>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
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>>3951057

Correcting myself a bit here. Forgot to include Shueisha, and by proxy Shogakukan into the equation as there are many different "Jump" publishers. My bad.
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>>3951230
>>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
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>>3951230
>>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
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>>3951230
>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
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>>3951230
>>Gamble your life on finding your mom’s “kryptonite” in the kitchen
There needs be no honor when dealing with monsters
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>>3951234
>>3951237
>>3951243
>>3951246
>>3951262

Looking around the backyard there were plenty of tools to use and pathways to take. If it was anyone else, the chances of victory would start to pile up. Unfortunately, all they would do is irritate your mom rather than slow her down to properly getaway. For example, you could try and lead your mom to the lake by getting on the boat but knowing her she’d either balance on a leaf or actually on the water surface to catch you. If you were wearing your school uniform it’ll be smarter to just run to school and lose her in the sewers.

Thinking closely about your options, you suddenly recall the reason you went to your mom in the first place. It was shameful thinking of your own survival when Namida clearly needed help and guidance. As a man, it was disgraceful, even if nobody would fault you from running for your life against such a ferocious monstrosity. She wasn’t even in her loli form which at least severely reduced the effectiveness of her superhuman physique condition like Bisky’s body transformation. Not that it took away her monstrous talents but at least she was at the current Medaka level for comparison.

At times like this was only one hope you can turn too when all else fails. Gambling your life on this single chance, you dash your way to the kitchen. Utilizing the Shinsoku you fully acquired with the Shukuchi being saved as a last-ditch trump, you manage to briefly shave off a couple of minutes in your dash. Disappearing in a flash, you reappeared quickly in the kitchen at the center. In a hurry you lung forward towards the secret compartment underneath the counter table. Digging through the compartment, you were met with a shocking discovery.


What luck?! You managed to find exactly what you were looking for. A large white box with the containments you need. Reading yourself with the goods, you brace yourself for your final attack. Just in time too as your little trick only distracted Hitomi for only a moment. Currently, she stood at the exit to the kitchen, readying herself to attack you with scornful furry. In response, you took a dramatic turn, hiding your hands in a pose akin to Janken or rock-paper-scissor. You leap forward readying your counter attack.
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“Ultimate move, Sweet-filled Sucker Punch!” Thrusting your hand forward, you successfully deliver the goods directly into your mother’s mouth. Stunned by this, Hitomi disappears from your sight, leaving you tensed up hoping for a miracle.

No longer the attractive Christmas cake she was previously, Hitomi has reverted back to her childlike form. Stars has formed around her pupils, sticking her tongue out in a cute, child-like innocence as she was the candy obsessed Hotaru Shidare from Dangashi Kashi. “So delicious~”

Seeing your mother now back in “cute mode” you hand her the box. Watching her devour the contents inside made you sigh in relief as you collapse to the floor. Your body, especially your legs were trembling in fear over the brush with certain death. It was a stroke of good fortune that in that box was, in fact, a large supply of mochi ice cream and rice cakes. Had it not been some form of sweets, chances are you’ve been currently in a world of hurt from your mother.

On that note, you look at the note that was previously on the box. Judging from the handwriting it was your sister, there was only one person with a monotone style of writing. Dear Keichi. Since I know you’ll be heading to the garden to find mom, why not take these boxes of sweets with you. She must have worked up quite a sweat out there during gardening and training, so receiving a gift from her children would light up her mood and soothe her.

Now if you say or did something stupid like mentioning the taboo aka her age then you should be thanking me for putting the item in the emergency secret compartment, either way, that’s another thing you owe me. Love Mirai


Just what are you doing to do with a sister like Mirai.

>How do you proceed?

>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
>Leave your mom be and focus on getting ready for school
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save
>Other [write-in]
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>>3951319
>>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
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>>3951319
>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
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>>3951319
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save
>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
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>>3951319
>>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save
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>>3951319
>Remember why you wanted to see your mother and ask for her assistance/advice with Namida
>Call Mirai on your smartphone and thank her for the save
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>>3951324
>>3951382
>>3951420

In any case, you felt that you owe your sister for saving you from the embarrassing and literal pain from getting your butt handed to you by your enraged mother. Naturally, you decide to go to Mirai and personally thank her. That is until you come to realize just one simple problem. Your legs were still crippled with fear, thus unable to move. Therefore you did the next best thing, which was pulling out your phone and making a phone call. Only after a series of ringtones did you finally get a response from your older sister.

“Yo, I take it you found the box of sweets in the compartment,” Mirai said, her cheeky monotone giving off a different kind of smugness that you’re used to thanks to a certain bestie.

“Yes Mirai, I got your message. So that’s twice that I have to thank you for saving me.” You said, showing real sincerity in your gratitude.

“Well someone has to. Former delinquent or not, you have a knack for getting into trouble. Honestly, if my lavender hair wasn’t already deceptively white under the right lighting, I’d swear that you can say I’m getting grey hair.” Mirai mentions, her monotone made it hard to tell if she was actually series or once again joking.

“Anyway, we’ll talk about what you owe me later. Right now I got sports practice to meet before school.”

“Oh really? Which sports club has you on rental this time? “ You ask with some curiosity.

“Baseball. The last period before the holiday break was hockey. I think I even managed to pull off the pitcher poker face and taunts like Hey batter batter swing.” Mirai says, getting ready to leave in the background.

“Knock em, dead sis.” You smile, finishing up your call with your sister before turning back to your mother. Enough of the sweets was enough to completely calm her down and return her to a state of child-like bliss and tranquility.

Once you found the strength to move your legs again, you made your way towards your mother. To nobody’s surprise, it seems she has forgotten all about the age comment earlier. And if you have anything to say about it, you were going to keep it that way. Quickly you transition into telling your mother about the problem that you were facing with Namida. Like a proper parent, Hitomi sits you down on the table and puts her hand on your shoulder.

“Did you commit metaphorical Harakiri in light of this shame?” Hitomi asks.

“Yes, I did, quite beautifully in fact.” You retort confidently, keeping the actual scoreboard between your associates to yourself.
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>>3951498

“That’s my son. I raised you well.” Hitomi gave a thumbs up and a cute smile at her son, supporting his Chūnibyō tendencies with her own. “Anyway, it was my idea to suggest Namida to work for us as a maid. Since her family is working overseas she’s living all by herself. And what kind of mother would I be to leave such a child unsupervised.”

“Mom while I appreciate your attempt at trying to help me, why exactly did you tell her to become my maid?” You asked, showing reasonable concern with your mother’s choice of action.

“Because Keichi, I can’t exactly have her marrying you when you’re already engaged.” Hitomi smiles, unknowingly hitting you with a metaphorical sucker punch by mentioning the arranged marriage.

“Mom, for the last time just because dad and Medaka’s dad decided it doesn’t mean that it’s going to come true, much less me actually going along with it!” You argue in response.

“I’m going to do you a solid and put a pin on that rebellious nature of yours to focus back on your problem with Namida. As an honorable man, you need to let Namida repair her damaged pride by going along with this. At the same time, use this chance to get to know her, help her out and make her sworn duty not feel like an obligation. Now I’m not telling you to rush it since the last thing the girl needs is another blow to her ego. Only try to tackle this with moderation. Show her the man that you are and I’m sure she’ll come around.”

“Thanks, mom.” You genuinely smile at your mother’s helpful advice.

“And if that doesn’t work. I always recommend either saving her life when she is in trouble or undergoing the Tiger Bench method. Only this time in your underwear, while performing Seiza on the device as we drop stone plates for each grievance you done. Either of those will instantly restore both parties’ honors.” As Hitomi explains, that familiarity of dread starts crawling up your skin.

>How do you spend your day?

>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion
>Leave Hyuuga and Namida alone in the Kendo Club for bonding purposes [optional-watch from the shadows]
>Spend most of your time focused on your studies and chatting with Hansode
>Check up on your sister’s baseball practice
>Other [write-in]
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>>3951540

In case anyone doesn't know what the Tiger Bench is.
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>>3951540
>>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion
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>>3951540
>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion
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>>3951540
>>Leave Hyuuga and Namida alone in the Kendo Club for bonding purposes [optional-watch from the shadows]
>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion
Don't watch from the shadows. We still haven't officially offered a club invitation yet, so we can do that and then just leave it to Hyuuga to get her settled in.

>Since her family is working overseas she’s living all by herself. And what kind of mother would I be to leave such a child unsupervised.”
Shit, maybe Ajimu's attempt at making another protagonist is through the harem protag route. Got two childhood friends, one engaged, and now the hired maid.
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>>3951540
>Head to the student council to tackle the next suggestion

Is it possible to get our ever-so-kind friend Hansode to spy on Hyuuga and Namida for us? She's good at getting info.
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>>3951646

It would be possible to do that yes.
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>>3951648
I say we do it.
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>>3951648
Then I'll throw my hat on that.

>Head to student council to tackle the next suggestion
>Acquire the services of Hansode to keep an eye of Hyuuga and Namida.
Just to make sure she settles in well ya' know? We're such a nice captain.
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>>3951651
>>3951653
Do we take her on another "Platonic" Date, then? Or just a shit load of sweets?
Honestly, if Hansode won over Ajimu, I wouldn't be mad.
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>>3951660
A bucket-load of sweets should do the trick, if we're lucky we can get a discount of her services due to our friendship.

Hansode is the hidden route
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>>3951557
>>3951653
I'll switch to support this
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>>3951653

Supporting
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>>3951660
Sweets it is.
I will be super mad.
>>3951556
Switching from this to >>3951653
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>>3951653

After a quick, fulfilling breakfast with your family plus Namida, you quickly head out to school. Only Namida was to accompany you on the trip as Mirai headed out earlier than you. You can assume that this also played with her identity in school. For some reason, she wouldn’t tell you exactly why at school she pretends that she doesn’t know you. That said, you didn’t really press your older sister about it. She was a Hakumasa so she can easily handle herself.

During the trip to school, both you and Namida discussed about her joining the kendo club. Naturally, you differed this from being an order as the master and more a suggestive request as the Kendo Club Captain. Already putting your mom’s advice to work. Namida didn’t show any complaints about this since before the events that took place, she was going to join the club to practice anyway. On that note, you talked over some ground rules for Namida to follow. Mostly it was to keep her from breaking the pride of the other delinquents, especially Hyuuga.

Upon arrival at school, the two of you subtly split from one another to go to your respective places. The last thing you wanted was a rumor about you being in a relationship, much less the complicating stand you’ve currently gotten yourself into. With that taken care of you made your way towards the student council building. Simultaneously, you made a phone call to Hansode and unsurprisingly enough you get an answer.

“Hello, this is Hansode Shiranuai speaking,” Hansode replies.

“Hey, Hanosde, it’s me Keichi. I know its a little sudden but can you do me a big favor.” You ask in a casual manner. Strangely there was a long pause before finally, you heard speaking.

“Aha, I’m sorry I thought I heard you speaking but it wasn’t clear. Could you try saying that again?” Hansode questions, showing a hint of intimidating anger as her voice was more aggressive than normal. Seems like you had a knack of making lolis mad today.

“Can you please do me a big favor! Hana-chan!” You pleaded, appealing to Hansode through proper etiquette when asking for a favor.

“See that’s what I thought you said. Sure thing, anything for my best friend Kei-chan.” Hansode smiles, returning to her cheerful self in an instant. “So what’s the favor.

You take a second to pause in order to get your thoughts together before replying.“Well, Namida is going to be joining the Kendo club. Normally I’d be there to make sure everything goes smoothly but I got student council stuff to do. So with your amazing talent to gather information and surveillance, could you watch over her for me. As well as Hyuuga and their relationship. I’ll give you a large bucket of sweets in exchange.”
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“Make it two buckets and its a deal. Anyone else would’ve had to pay five buckets to even speak with me about using my services.” Hansode mentions, the image of her waggling her finger as she talks was burned into your mind despite not seeing it.

“Deal! Thank you so much Hansode. I’m forever in your debt.” You cry in joy, practically bowing to her as she got the mental image of you on all fours giving the proper bow stuck in her mind.

Another pause came from Hansode, but this time it wasn’t anger. Unknowing to you, she was pouting, her cheeks a deep shade of red from being flustered now. “..Jeez Kei-chan, you’re too pure-hearted and earnest to do shady things like haggling, extorting or even blackmailing you.” She cries, trying hard to hide her embarrassment. You could almost swear you heard a hmph in the background.

Either way, after exchanging small talk you finished your call with Hansode. Just in time too.
Arriving at the main office, you casually peek through the keyhole. To your fortune, nobody was changing inside. Still, you announce yourself before walking in. Medaka was currently in her chair enjoying some coffee. Sitting in one of the chairs was a brunette girl currently wearing a tracksuit.

“Good of you to join us Keichi. I just have gotten started talking to our next client. Second-year Aria Ariake, recent new regular of the athletics club’s team.”

“H-Hello. Nice to meet you.” Aria studders, quickly bowing to you despite being an upperclassman.

“Keichi Hakumasa, nice to meet you too.” You bow in response, slowly turning to Medaka. “So what’s the problem?” You ask, assuming that the letter has been taken.

“Right so from what I been told and from this letter, it seems that Ms. Aria has been a victim of bullying,” Medaka explains.

“Yes, that’s correct. Um...Sorry by the way. To tell the truth, I originally thought of this as something I shouldn’t be talking to first years. But hearing from a friend about the Kendo Club…” The look on Aria’s face shows that she was rather embarrassed about the entire thing. But she also has the look of someone desperate and ran out of other options.

“Don’t worry about it! Please continue. I’m prepared to help anyone in need.” Medaka declares, causing you to turn with some concerns.

>Lecture Medaka about showing proper respect to Aria as she explains her story
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
>Grab the letter and run off to find the culprit
>Go towards the Suggestion box and look at another request while listening
>Other [write-in]
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>>3951662

Discount acquired.

>>3951660
>>3951662

Like father like son.
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>>3951735
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
Demeanour: currently appropriate
Hospitality: 78%
We can wait.
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>>3951735
>>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
But if we interrupt to lecture Medaka it'd be disrespectful as well! Clearly we must set a good example.

Also I'm real interested to see if we have the brain power to even make half of the deductions Medaka makes from that letter
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>>3951735
Imagine a parallel universe where Medaka remained as a regular slice of life manga about an extraordinary girl solving ordinary issues.

>Stay quiet and listen to the tell

>>3951738
Niceu, I'll try to not rely on Hansode's shady services too much.
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>>3951746

this is Nisio Isin we're talking about. Even if it was lice of life, it would still be something like his Monogatari Series. Full of over the top supernatural hijinks.
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>>3951735
>she was pouting, her cheeks a deep shade of red from being flustered now.
Our greatest weapon in this quest, we can make someone like Hansode lose her cool.
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>>3951735
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
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>>3951735
>Stay quiet and listen to the tell
The temptation to run off and find the culprit is there, but a hot head usually doesn't help in these matters.
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>>3951742
>>3951745
>>3951746
>>3951866
>>3951870

It was rather obvious that judging from Medaka’s tone she didn’t understand the concept of showing respect through proper speech, especially to that of an upperclassman. Normally you’d be all on lecturing Medaka on the importance of etiquette, but that wasn’t the time for that. On your end that would be rude to interrupt Aria’s story. From her perspective, it was already embarrassing coming to freshmen for help, and Medaka did at least give her some proper hospitality to at least levitate her worries.

Keeping yourself as quiet as a mouse you start to listen to Aria’s story. According to Aria she was just recently chosen to represent the school in the upcoming competition’s sprint event. A rare feat for a second year to have the honor of participating. Unfortunately, as a result, just a week ago Aria found her track shoes ruined. Naturally, you brought up if there was anyone who could have done it. Only to be met with the grim reality that anyone was a suspect due to the competitive tradition that the regular spots on the team have been the norm for Hakoniwa Academy.

Of course, telling you that Aria leaves her track shoes in her locker room without any locks says a lot about her naivety despite being prepared for some hostility. Currently, Aria is using sneakers to train, but what has her in a nervous wreck was living with the constant threat of another sabotage. At the same time, she’s unable to tell the coach due to the risk of losing her position out of an act for her safety. Worst of all damaged peace of mind Aria has was negatively affecting her performance as you took notice of her frantic state.

“And that’s my story. It might sound foolish and weak-willed for saying this. But I can’t help it. I just can’t bring myself to practice with people who are capable of doing such horrible things. Everyone seems suspicious and distant, so I can’t trust anyone. “ Aria pauses for a bit, gripping her hands tightly as her body shakes from the anxiety. Tears soon begin to come out from her eyes before she continues. “I’m so stressed that I can’t even sleep. I have been like this for the past three days.”

“Fear not Second Year Aria. We shall put an end to those sleepless nights tonight. “ Medaka reassures Aria, followed by rising from her seat and holding up her fan in dramatic posing fashion. “I, Medaka Kurokami swear we will uncover the culprit’s identity today!” Medaka declares, basking herself in a shining radiance. Of which you countered by putting sunglasses on, and handing a pair to Aria.
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>>3952768

Just like that Medaka has put quite a difficult task on the student council. In exchange, Aria couldn’t help but start crying tears of joy at the reassurance. Leaving you to look at the note while scratching your head. When a maiden cries her tears for help, it was natural men should come to assist. For you, it was rather different. Sure you’d come to help those in need, but you prefer only giving people the tools to help themselves. Nothing bugs you more than seeing weak-willed damsels not doing anything to get out of their situation.

>How do you proceed?

>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
>Wait for Medaka to do the puzzle-solving and tag along
>Head to the Suggestion box and take another request instead
>Other [write-in]
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>>3952771
>>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
big bancho brain

It's kind of hard to let her do something about it herself when she's a normal human and all she has to go off is a single letter so how about we
>Take her with us to find/confront the culprit
This way she's involved in the process and can maybe solve at least half the problem by herself when talking to her teammate
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>>3952771
>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
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>>3952771
>Try to solve the case on your own before medaka [roll if picked]
If I was a shitty person, what would I do?
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>>3952771
>>3952784
Giving this my support, sounds like a good gameplan. Our brain is totally bigger than Medaka's
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>>3952784
>>3952793
>>3952799
>>3952807

Seem like we're going for the hard way. So give me those 3d100 rolls.
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Rolled 84, 63, 58 = 205 (3d100)

>>3952826
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Rolled 26, 17, 76 = 119 (3d100)

>>3952826
Well, normally 3d100 is just 3 singular 100's but alright.
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Rolled 60, 31, 100 = 191 (3d100)

>>3952826

>>3952844
QM said they were going to try the 3d100 for a bit to see if they like it.
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>>3952848
>100
Goddammit, we got the lame crit.
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>>3952848

It looks like no solving the case through the most absurd and exaggerated way possible like Medaka.

Shinichi/Jimmy Kudo would still be proud by your sherlock homes talents.
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>>3952850
At least it's still a crit. Not sure if Number One would even trigger for mental challenges anyway...

I'm wondering how a deduction's gonna be lame, though. Are we just gonna straight up become Adam West Batman and pull everything out of our ass?
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>>3952862

Number One triggers for all challenges. If its within the realm of possibility or if you "believe" hard enough with "Resolve" it gives you the tools to tackle the challenge. Rather if you actually win or not depends on your "Resolve"
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>>3952861
We slipped into the mindset of being a shithead too easily.
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>>3952862
>Adam West Batman and pull everything out of our ass?
Medaka Repellent spray.
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>>3952869
We WERE a legendary bancho so we can say it's just us calling upon the memories of all the delinquents we've encountered.

>>3952870
We can have her brother on speed dial for that
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>>3952784

“Actually I have a suggestion Madam President.” You speak, suddenly breaking the long term silence that you previously carried. Unsurprisingly Medaka nods her head in approval for letting you throw out a suggestion.

“I’m thinking of taking Ms. Ariake with me and solving the case with her assistance.” You answer, respectfully causing Aria to blink in surprise. More so Medaka was dumbfounded by your sudden decision before closing her eyes with a smile.

“Well sure but Keichi I actually-” Medaka briefly took a dramatic pause, giving you the time to reach over and grabbing the torn shoes.


“Also going to need the track shoes.” You politely asks Medaka. Again catching her off-guard as she nods while holding her fan in preparation for her dramatic reveal.

“Sure, but Keichi listen. I already figured out who-” Before Medaka could say anything else, you politely grabbed Aria’s hand and walked off to the front door.

‘Thanks for being understanding Medaka. I’ll give you a progress report once I finished the case, bye for now.” You smile, waving alongside a nervous Aria as the two of you leave Medaka alone as she waves.

“Safe...trip.” Medaka smiles, slowly stopping her wave. For a moment she keeps her smile before putting her head on the desks and begins to abruptly sulk. “But...Keichi...I already solved the mystery.…”
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>>3953002

After finishing preparations, you start to walk from the huge closet area of the student council building as you make your way down the halls with Aria. Currently dressed in entirely a new outfit made up of a padded jacket and pants, complete with a deerstalker cap and a long cloak, you feel your hotblooded passion working your mind into top gear for the challenge. Meanwhile, Aria was rather embarrassed to be around you for a certain reason.

“Not that I don’t appreciate the assist but I got a couple of questions,” Aria asks, trying to fight the urge to not laugh at the campy atmosphere you were giving off.

“Go for it, Ms. Ariake.” You politely reply while getting into character.

“First off, it sounds like Medaka was trying to tell you something important. Secondly, I’m not sure why you requested my assistance in the case. Thirdly, where are we heading?” Ara asks.

“Excellent questions my dear Ariake. First off I’m well aware of Medaka was going to say. There’s no doubt in my mind with her supercomputer level of intelligence, she already deduce the culprit in her mind through something obscure like how the magazines from the daily newspaper are from the same district as the culprit’s living quarters. Time that to normal people would take days if not weeks to crack through all of the possible places in Hakoniwa.” As you answer the question, you casually pull out a bubble pipe to smoke. Making it harder for Aria to take you seriously.

“Then why didn’t you let her finish?” Aria asks growing concern at the fact that the case could’ve been solved so easily if they left it to Medaka.

“That’s because it ties to the second reason why you’re accompanying me, Ms. Ariake. See Medaka believes that her purpose in this world is to help others and be of use to them. An answer that unfortunately she has gotten from me when I was two years old. Back then I was mesmerized by how easily Medaka solved all the children puzzle’s during the playpen in the hospital my mom worked in. She was truly amazing with her exceptional genius skills.” You answer, making a serious expression despite looking so bizarre to everyone else.
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>>3953014

“Then why didn’t you let her finish?” Aria asks growing concern at the fact that the case could’ve been solved so easily if they left it to Medaka.

“That’s because it ties to the second reason why you’re accompanying me, Ms. Ariake. See Medaka believes that her purpose in this world is to help others and be of use to them. An answer that unfortunately she has gotten from me when I was two years old. Back then I was mesmerized by how easily Medaka solved all the children puzzle’s during the playpen in the hospital my mom worked in. She was truly amazing with her exceptional genius skills.” You answer, making a serious expression despite looking so bizarre to everyone else.

“So she solved the puzzles and brain teasers for you without breaking a sweat at the age of two. I can understand why that would make her all the more amazing person. But I still don’t get why you chose to ignore her answer.” Aria asks, still somewhat confused and respectfully concerned with your mysterious reason.

“Yes I was the one who asked her and I was so happy that I blurted out that her purpose must have been to help others. But over time after the excitement faded, I felt empty inside. Like I missed the entire point of the puzzles and challenges. Seeing someone solve one’s problem is an amazing experience in itself. But can you say that you grew as a result by letting someone else do the hard work for you?” You question Aria, blowing bubbles dramatically as you await her answer.

Aria at first wanted to rebuttal it giving how willing Medaka is to help others, but she begins to think back to how she felt when she earned her place in the team through her efforts. As a result, Aria soon starts to look down, feeling ashamed of herself. “Well no when you put it like that. I’d just be copying the same answer that they displayed rather than achieving the same result through my efforts.”

“Exactly Ms. Ariake. If you let someone else do it for you, not only do you miss the chance to grow and become more self-reliant, but you also miss the joys of the challenge. The frustration of the stagnating wall blocking your path, the stubbornness in refusing to give up, the patience in taking your time and tackling it at different points of your day. The keen observation and creativity in looking at it from different perspectives and coming up with ideas outside of the box to tackle it. But most importantly, the rush & excitement of tackling the challenge and how you feel when you finally complete it.” You explain, still blowing bubbles in between.
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>>3953014
>trying to fight the urge to not laugh at the campy atmosphere you were giving off.
We got the smile back bros
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>>3953023

“So she solved the puzzles and brain teasers for you without breaking a sweat at the age of two. I can understand why that would make her all the more amazing person. But I still don’t get why you chose to ignore her answer.” Aria asks, still somewhat confused and respectfully concerned with your mysterious reason.

“Yes I was the one who asked her and I was so happy that I blurted out that her purpose must have been to help others. But over time after the excitement faded, I felt empty inside. Like I missed the entire point of the puzzles and challenges. Seeing someone solve one’s problem is an amazing experience in itself. But can you say that you grew as a result by letting someone else do the hard work for you?” You question Aria, blowing bubbles dramatically as you await her answer.

Aria at first wanted to rebuttal it since Medaka was more than willing to do the hard work if it helps someone, but she begins to think back to how she felt when she earned her place in the team through her efforts. As a result, Aria soon starts to look down, feeling ashamed of herself. “Well no when you put it like that. I’d just be copying the same answer that they displayed rather than achieving the same result through my efforts.”

“Exactly Ms. Ariake. If you let someone else do it for you, not only do you miss the chance to grow and become more self-reliant, but you also miss the joys of the challenge. The frustration of the stagnating wall blocking your path, the stubbornness in refusing to give up, the patience in taking your time and tackling it at different points of your day. The keen observation and creativity in looking at it from different perspectives and coming up with ideas outside of the box to tackle it. But most importantly, the rush & excitement of tackling the challenge and how you feel when you finally complete it.” You explain, still blowing bubbles in between.

“Now I’m not saying it’s bad to ask for help. There are things in this world that only certain people can do just like how you have your strengths and weakness. As well as how we can overcome anything if we work together filling out those areas we’re weak in. At the same time, we shouldn’t be overly reliant on others and be compliant in doing nothing. We’ll never learn from the experience, acknowledge our weaknesses and grow from it. Sure it’ll be easier to let Medaka solve it and call it a day. But what about the next time? Can we truly be satisfied with only solving this issue and not putting the extra steps to ensure it won’t happen again in the future?” You ask Aria, who once again felt unable to argue against such convincing logic.
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>>3953031

“Medaka is someone who loves seeing people work hard and give it they’re all towards anything they put their sights on doing. While her standards are truly out of this world due to her seeing herself no different than anyone else, her reasons for them are something worth treasuring. So let’s work hard together Ms. Ariake, to solve this case and to build up your courage so you won’t have to settle on becoming a damsel in distress with the sports club. If we do that, then I’m sure you’ll make her happy too.” You smile, offering your free hand.

“Okay, let’s do this together.” Aria smiles, getting more pumped up as she takes your hand with newfound resolve. You only smile deeper in response as the two of you make your way towards a rather large room. It was filled with notes and papers all filed in their respective places. It was basically a giant library.

“Back to the case at hand, I need your extensive knowledge of the suspects to narrow it down. Thirdly, we’re heading the archives where I can grab the list of people to narrow them down before doing the most important part of this case. Any other questions?” You ask, navigating yourself towards the list of students in Hakoniwa Academy, setting the shoes on the table.

“Just one more… Mr. Hakumasa...why are you dressed like if Sherlock Holmes was in a fighting game? “ Aria asks, finally mustering the courage to address the elephant in the room.

“Elementary my dear Ms. Ariake. Because while I dislike to admit it, I do like Medaka’s habit of dressing up to fit the task at hand. Mostly due to the countless delinquents, I faced in my past having the strangest of outfits and quirks. Granted her bizarre choices can be a little distracting, so I tend to try and keep myself grounded when it comes to costumes. Besides, unlike Medaka, I can make this look cool thanks to my father’s side. He’s half-Japanese and half-British. While he’s an archeologist, he has trained himself in the art of being a detective since childhood to help with his discovery and thinking skills among the many other talents he conditions himself in. “ You explain earnestly, taking a second to reflect on just how cooly your dad was.

“Well, what do you think Ms. Ariake, don’t I look cool?” You turn to Aria, taking a dramatic pose while she could only look away in further embarrassment.

“Y-Yes, you look very cool...in your own unique way.” Aria smile awkwardly, unable to tell you just how much of a dork you look right now.
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>>3953062

“Anyway look at these shoes, now tell me what exactly looks off about them?” You ask, handing her the shoes to inspect.

“Well...from where I’m looking at I’d have to say mostly the fact the shoe’s brand is intact.” Aria answers, noticing closely at the logo on top of the shoe is still intact.

“Exactly. Judging from how precise the cuts are, our culprit is someone who knows the ins and outs of such shoes. So we know they have pride in the brand, especially considering how effective their carts are for worn-out shoes like these. But look at the angle and tell me what’s strange about it?” You questioned, already knowing the answer but want Aria to be able to solve it too.

“Hmm, it looks like cuts that can be only done by someone who is left-handed,” Aria says.

“Correct. I’m naturally left-handed myself so I picked it up immediately. But unlike most, I trained myself to be ambidextrous. Made those battles back in middle school noticeably easier than they could’ve been.” You smile, settling the shoes down after seeing Aria solved this section of the case. Slowly you reach out for the letter before handing to her. “Now look at the note itself. What is it about that seems out of the ordinary?”

Aria pauses for a bit as she looks at the letter composed of mismatched letters. On closer inspection, it seems that she starts to get the real clue. “These letters are from the newspaper. Each one looking like a specific brand from different periods of time.” Aria answer, earning your approval as you silently smile.

“It is clear that our culprit is a girl on the track theme. Someone who has a fairly long career while doubling as a sprinter, and uses the same brand of shoes as you, Ms. Ariake. Also, she’s left-handed as proven by previous deduction, uses the Japan times’s newspaper, and is capable of moving at fast speeds while being precise in her scissoring. Now tell me, who first comes to mind” You said, pulling out a list of students from the track team for Aria to surf through.

“Well from what we know, I’d have to say there’s only one girl who fits that description. Ms. Isagi Isahaya. She’s a third-year, a typical nice big sister who’s skilled at mentoring people and a normal just like me. “ Aria explains, handing the paper on her back to you. “So now we have our culprit, what exactly do we do?”

>We have to do a stakeout to confirm our suspicions
>We’ll lure the criminal with bait to be sure
>We’ll sneak inside and look at our suspect’s locker for proof
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
>Other [write-in]
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>>3953064

Sorry for the long reply but this was a good point to dive into Keichi's mentality and hint further at his relationship with Medaka. As well as why he's the man he is today.

Also further breadcrumbs with number one
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>>3953064
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
This sounds fun.

>>3953066
It's alright QM, characterization is always nice. Also some of the updates have repeating parts in them, if you wanna check for yourself.
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>>3953023
I didn't expect for us to remember telling Medaka her purpose but I like how you've made it fit perfectly with our personality, ideals, AND abnormality.

>>3953045
Of course dad isn't just a simple archaeologist. He's living the gentleman explorer lifestyle isn't he? Which, interestingly enough, would make us the result of a union between different western and eastern archetypes.

>>3953064
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
Time to drop the detective act and do as a bancho should. Direct confrontation!

I've been re-reading the manga to refresh my memory and Medaka wasn't as bad with making people self sufficient as I thought she was. With the love confession request, she told Akune to teach how to write rather than write himself.
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>>3953064
>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
We flip a coin every minute to see who gets to be the good cop.
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>>3953064
>>We come out directly and get her to confess good cop & bad cop style
I think you double posted, QM.
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>>3953075

I realized I fucked up with the last two updates since it was only supposed to be one but it couldn't fit or at least I thought it did. My bad
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>>3953076

Correct, in addition to the jump title archetype your parents fit, they're intended to be a parallel between the different western and eastern archetypes. Or at least, that's my intent. Whether or not I succeed at it is another story.
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>>3953076
>>3953075

Also, thank you for noticing. I was particularly thinking it was a bit too early but because you remember turning her down at the age of two its only natural you'll remember being the one who gave her purpose.


Setting up this >>3947235 scenario here.
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>>3953075
>>3953076
>>3953080
>>3953081

“Unfortunately we have no hard proof to slap her with. It’ll be easier if I had my best friend Hansode assisting me but she’s already booked and I don’t want to trouble her any more than I already have.” You explain, letting out a reluctant sigh.

“So does that mean…” Aria trails as she waits for you to finish what she was implying.

“Yes, Ms. Ariake. We’ll have to do a stakeout. A process that normally takes several days if not the weeks before we got any results.” You reflect, once again letting out another sigh.

“But we don’t have that kind of time to waste. The competition is at the start of May and I need to prepare for it. “ Aria laments, her anxiety was slowly returning.

“Yeah, we already told you that we’d have this case solved by tonight. In times like these, only one truth prevails.” You smile, reassuring Aria as you stand up from the desk and walks off.

“What’s that?” Aria asks, grabbing the shoes and note before following you.

“The problem-solving talents of my noble English gentleman genes will have to take sit for my true calling. The accumulation of both parents rides inside me, shaped by my own soul’s will. The will of the Bancho Devil.” You point back to your outfit while speaking, showing that it was designed with your bancho traits in mind. Hence it gave the reason why it looks like sherlock homes in a fighting game. “Come along Ms. Ariake. In times like these, it is better to take the direct approach rather than play it safe and stagnate.”

“We’ll use the good cop, bad cop approach when interrogating our suspect, with us taking turns being good cop every minute on the flip of a coin.” You said, explaining the method of tackling the means to get the criminal to break and confest. Aria only nods in approval, bulling up her fist as she tries to look more tough. But in reality, it only made her look all the more cute as you reframe from snickering.
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As you walk down the halls, making turns towards the athletic field, specifically the track field, a chill runs down your spine.“ Ms. Ariaka, there’s something you should be aware of with Medaka. As I told you she likes people who work hard and try with earnest passion. So I don’t think I need to say how much she despises people who denying a person’s hard work, obscuring their progress, and interfering with their dreams and aspirations. Chances are we’ll have to hurry before Medaka’s patience runs out.”

“Gotcha so what are we waiting for? Our target is outside currently finishing up from her practice jog.” Aria points out from the nearby window. To your eyes, you saw a rather fit yet modest senior girl with pitch-black short hair and a sharp, determined look on her face. Looking at her blue sprinter bodysuit you notice that she was, in fact, wearing the same brand of shoes as Aria. It was all coming together, but that shaking suspicion continue to linger.

>Call Medaka on your phone and tell your progress
>Carry Aria and jump out the window to directly approach Isagi
>Ignore that suspicious feeling and remain compose as you make your way to the track field
>.Other [write-in]
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>>3953181
>>Carry Aria and jump out the window to directly approach Isagi
Gotta get there before Medaka does! Jump down and do our best to not say we're just dropping in.
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>>3953181
An interrogation is a battle, so a part of me wants to go with jumping out of the window so we can catch our suspect off her guard and have the upper hand. On the other hand, I'm kinda lured towards just walking and letting Aria be the one that confronts her first, it's nice to see her taking charge.
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>>3953181
>Carry Aria and jump out the window to directly approach Isagi
Please do.
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>>3953181
>>Carry Aria and jump out the window to directly approach Isagi
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>>3953185
In that case, how about after jumping down we throw Aria to the deep end and leave her to confront Isagi by herself? Then we can try to see where Medaka's lurking and convince her to wait with us and watch what happens. We can act as backup too but it'll be 100% more thematically appropriate for Aria to chase after Isagi when she inevitably runs away. It'd be a real valuable lesson for Medaka too.
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>>3953181
>Carry Aria and jump out the window to directly approach Isagi
DYNAMIC ENTRY
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>>3953181
>>3953200
Is this a possible move QM? Cause I like it. Let Aria do the confronting while we cut off the M Thing.
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>>3953185
>>3953208
Of we walk, we might not have enough time. Maybe we can take the shortcut and then let Aria run after her.
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>>3953213
Well yeah, this anon >>3953200 suggested that we do the badass entry through the window and then let Aria take over while we look out for our wonderful and cunning president.
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>>3953208

I'm going to allow it due to rule of cool.
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>>3953216
Then I'm supporting it.
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>>3953200
Supporting
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>>3953184
>>3953186
>>3953199
>>3953200

Just for the record, I'm doing both since it's within the realms of fitting the main objective without clashing.

Devil Climbing here we go
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>>3953181
Just gotta say I caught up and I'm glad you're back. I've never read Medaka Box, but I like the style of this quest and I like our character.

Keep doing what you're doing OP.
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Because of your innate sensitivity due to your mother’s training you possess the ability to sense and perceive others through their presence is known as aura, an offshoot of ki. A sort of sixth sense developed through being surrounded in the wilderness for long periods of time. Be it living or non-living matter, everything gives off a presence. As a result, you harness this skill in predicting your enemy’s next action and being ahead of their incoming motions. While not at the same monstrosity as your mother, you were proud of how well you honed this art.

This was especially useful in this predicament as it gave you the means to sense and track individuals with a strong presence, especially that of Medaka. Unlike most who are immediately swept by her charisma either as which inspires them to follow her or as an overwhelming fearful aura that forces them to obey her, your ki sensing allowed you to pick up on the Alpha Presence that Medaka carries, the very same power that makes animals only fear her. Again, unlike your social magnetism for better or worse draws everything towards you. Be it good or bad, you always feel like the center of attraction. You nicknamed it “Banchou Pheromones”.

In any case, being one of the select few who can resistant and tolerate such a presence, it only made sense to use that as a tracking chip on Medaka’s whereabouts. Strangely there was another similar presence you build up a resistance towards but the name currently escapes you. Closing your eyes to better focus your six sense, you start to feel something moving close towards Isagi’s presence. That overwhelming presence that you endured for thirteen long years was getting closer and closer by the second.

Lowering your hand to touch your face to facepalm, you let out an annoyed sigh. Once again you couldn’t help but find yourself being wrapped along one of the president’s many antics. Seeing the annoyance in your expression, Aria turns back from the window to look at you.

“Is something the matter Mr. Hakumasa?”Aria asks, rather confused by your sudden change in tone.

“Yeah, an unfortunate wrench in our plan is about to collide with the gears set in motion.” You explain, keeping yourself from saying a word about who just in case someone was listening.

“What should we do?!” Aria asks frantically.
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>>3954112

“Simple, I’m going to have to let you take the lead and confront Ms. Isahaya on your own.” You said, shifting your eyes towards where you sensed Medaka’s presence the most.

“Eh?!” Aria exclaims, rightfully confused and starts to panic. “But I thought we were going to do it together. I can’t face my senpai all by myself” Aria stutters.

“Trust me, I have faith in you to pull it off. If anything goes wrong, I’ll come back for you Lickety-split and back you up.” You smile, reassuring Aria with a thumbs up as she balls her arms into fist and nods.

Seeing her reaffirm her resolve ignited a fire in your heart. You quickly move over to open the window before picking up Aria in a princess style carrying position. “Hold on tight. Cause we’re about to take the expressway.”

“Eh?!” Aria exclaims again, now panicking for a different reason altogether. “W-What are you doing Mr. Hakumasa. We can’t jump from here!”

“Don’t worry it’s only a third-story jump, though if it was four stories I’ll still be able to jump and land perfectly.” You explain, showing an aura of bold confidence while reassuring also shows just how ludicrous your entire thought process was.

“That’s not the problem!” Aria screams right as you jump out of the window. All Aria could do was adhered to your advice and hold on for dear life as you dive downwards to the ground. Remembering proper falling tactics you firmly brace your legs accordingly, disbursing the force upon landing with no damage whatsoever. Leading adrenaline kick in you began to run at fast speeds.

“Just a little further. We’re about to jump up to the bleachers. When we get there I want you to jump off of me and land on the bleachers before confronting Ms. Isahaya.” You explain to Aria as you run. Naturally, the jump was enough to shake Aria to the point that she couldn’t speak but you can already tell from how tightly she was gripping your padded jacket exactly how terrified she was.

“Trust me, I believe in you. Ensuring the safety and trust between the student body is the student council’s job, especially that of the general affairs manager. You can do it!” You exclaim, getting ever so close towards the bleachers. Again, Aria found herself unable to speak but forces herself to give a tough expression despite her fear to go along with your plan.

With no lingering doubts in your mind, you smiled deeply as you kneel down to the ground. Only for a split second to use that build up momentum to boost you further. “Devil’s Jump!” You cried, jumping high into the sky.
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>>3954136

Expectingly you made your way up to the bleachers where Isagi was currently cooling off with a towel. More importantly, you were at a safe enough spot in mid-air for Aria to leap off without suffering injury. Waiting just for that right point of entry, Aria musters her courageous spirit. In dramatic fashion, Aria jumps off from your chest and leaps into the bleachers, dropping down like a total badass. Thus, leaving you to narrowly twist your body to avoid being seen and land safely on the ground.

Running at top speeds, you speed blitz your way towards where Medaka was currently located.

>How do you handle this

>Talk it out with Medaka like a responsible student and convenience her to continue not interfering with the case
>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
>Blackmail Medaka through the use of her bother
>Distract Medaka with one of Hansode’s tactics
>Other [write-in]
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>>3954140
>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
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>>3954140
>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
She can't get in the way of our mission to help Aria grow! Wait...I mean find out who's bullying her!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NoPDyOEYkQ
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>>3954112
>Strangely there was another similar presence you build up a resistance towards but the name currently escapes you
Kumagawa? How much do we remember of our middle school days? Do all our memories just consist of beating up delinquents and conquering schools?

>>3954136
>“Devil’s Jump!”
Well, we're certainly more appropriate for the Devil line of moves than canon Zenkichi.

>>3954140
>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
Just for Devil style points. We can convince her to watch AFTER she stops being a threat.
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>>3954140
>>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
Try to not grope her or get her skir flipped up.
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>>3954169

If you know Mister Unknown, it'll make perfect sense why you can't remember him. You mainly remember beating up delinquents, conquering schools. But memories relating to Amiju and Kumagawa are not accessible to you right now. So roughly 40% of your middle school life is missing.
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>>3954169

Also forgot, Hakumasa translates in kanji as "White Devil", a parallel to Kurokami which means "Black God".
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>>3954181
>Mister Unknown
Dammit QM it's been years since I last read MB, you're making me want to go back and brush up.
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>>3954181
>spoiler
Well shit, his powers must work on a meta level cause I forgot all about him until just now!

>>3954182
Nice.
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>>3954184

I know those pains, in preparation for this quest I'd had to re-read and watch Medaka box so my mind is fresh with the series again.

>>3954186
Counting his involvement in your past, I'd have to say 60% of your past is unknown but there's one more person you met that's relative to Medaka but you can't remember.
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>>3954195
Out of curiosity, how long have you been planning this quest? Cause I gotta say, you've put plenty of work into it so far.
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>>3954200

Truthfully about four to six months. Been gathering experience elsewhere while planning the narrative in between. There were some alternate choices I could've run instead but I think I made the right call by picking Medaka Box. Who knows, once this is over I might revisit one of them or do the prequel story with Middle School Keichi if I don't feel like taking a break from MB by then.
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>>3954140
>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
Yell it as loud as possible.
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>>3954140
>Dynamic entry her in the face and keep her pinned
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>>3954161
>>3954152
>>3954169
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>>3954239
>>3954278

For the record I'd normally have you roll to attack Medaka but there are two important reasons. The first is the fact this is a comedy trope move "Dynamic Entry" and the rule of comedy/slapsticks allows the transcendence of any hinderances like power levels or plot armor. The second reason is more tied to Medaka's actual character.
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>>3954304


From a distance, a certain voluptuous president was running at casual speeds towards the track. Keyword Casual for her, track star material for anyone else. You, however, knew that if she was feeling an ounce of seriousness she’d be running at Olympic world record-breaking speeds in seventeen seconds flat per hundred meters. Still, you need to act fast before Medaka arrives and takes things into her own abnormal hands.

Not that you could completely fault her since it was a good long while of enduring being put on the sidelines, especially with the implication of someone doing something Medaka absolutely despises. Even so, you couldn’t allow her to get involved, not when Aria’s own development depends on it. Making sure to masks your presence, you push yourself to use the Shukuchi to completely disappear from registration like the Chinese lore stories of Taoist Sennin’s teleportation or Son Goku’s instant transmission.

Meanwhile, Medaka was closing in on the target. The normal eye could barely keep up at the president blinding speed. Her eyes set on asking whether or not Isagi was the culprit or not. As she comes close to the bleachers, her eyes suddenly catch an unexpected encounter. Out from the shadows, you rise above before descending down like the heavens, feet positioned in a trademark flying kick. Although given by the angle of your kick, one would be right to assume that it was paying homage to the Kamen Rider style rather than mere martial arts like Might Gai.

“The Devil’s Dynamic Doorway!!” You cried loudly as possible, thrusting your foot directly against Medaka’s face in comedic fashion. Kicking with your hotblooded banchou strength, your foot digs deep into Medaka’s face, practically sinking into it.
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>>3954304
I figured she wouldn't block it for the same reason she didn't block our chop
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>>3954310

I only require rolls of attacking when they're not comedy bits or when Medaka actually decides to block or evade. But yes you're correct about the chop.
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>>3954308

With a single bounce, Medaka was sent flying off into the distance. Almost in ragdoll fashion Medaka bounce and tumbled against the ground, leaving several wreckages in the process. Eventually, she comes to an abrupt stopped as she lands headfirst into the ground, creating a large amount of dust clouds. As the dust clouds clear, you saw Medaka currently buried from the waist up in the ground, with only her legs sticking out.

Good on you for taking advantage of Medaka’s unfortunate habit of not dodging or blocking any incoming attacks. Even if she has no reason to get hit, that didn’t mean there was no reason for her to dodge either. But that was a problem for later, right now you were still channeling one of your mother’s martial arts mantras for the purpose of the flying kick. "the transcending of mental barriers by overcoming physical challenges that give the student confidence.”

Although in Hitomi’s case it transcending any barrier regardless of quality or universal law, there was some truth in her declaration. Quickly you made your way back to Medaka before beginning the task of pulling her out. As you did so, you were met with an unusual choice in clothing. What can only be comprised of that of a magical girl from a certain popular children’s card game, you closed your eyes to maintain your purity and pull Medaka out of her grounded prison.

“Oh, Keichi?! I’m glad to see that you made it here as well despite not listening to my deduction of the suspect.” Medaka smiles, completely playing innocent at being kicked by you just a moment ago.

“Why are you dressed like a magical girl?!” You screamed.

“Well since you got in the mood for dress up, I thought it was only appropriate if I did the same. Just like the Animal Detectives Kiruminzoo, I am to solve crime while purifying the criminals only a magical girl costume.” Medaka winks, sticking her tongue out cutely. Only making the stress marks pop up like dandelions on the back of your head.
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>>3954342

“If that’s the case then why aren’t you wearing an animal costume instead!” You lectured Medaka, keeping your eyes mostly covered with some openings to partially see Medaka’s scandalous costume.

“Nonsense Keichi, my animal costume is in reservation for our next suggestion. So, for now, I decided to go more traditional while still capturing the spirit of the Animal Detectives woof. And I was in a Yu-gi-oh! Mood after playing duel links on my phone.” Medaka explains, twirling her magic wand as she took the iconic pose from the monster.

“Whatever. Anyway Medaka, I don’t want you to interfere with Aria’s confrontation. I know you mean well but I already put her down the path of tackling the problem directly. See” You said, pointing your thumb back to Aria. While your antics with Medaka was going on, she was directly confronting the third-year student about her shoes. Resulting in Isagi now running away from Aria, only for Aria to chase after her.

“From what I’m looking at it seems like Isagi is running away.” Medaka points out, causing you to turn dramatically at the scene happening in real-time.

>How do you proceed?

>Continue watching from afar
>Run after them while restraining Medaka
>Believe in Aria and ask Medaka what she means by the next suggestion?
>Stomp the ground to stop Isagi from running
>Other [write-in]
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>>3954351
>>Believe in Aria and ask Medaka what she means by the next suggestion?
Aria got her position for a reason, after all.
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>>3954351
>Urge Medaka to believe in Aria's burning spirit and stay out of the chase
>Continue watching from afar
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>>3954351
>Believe in Aria and ask Medaka what she means by the next suggestion?
>While also shadowing the two track girls so we don't lose sight of them.
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>>3954356
>>3954357
Actually I'll switch to support this. Want to see exactly what happens. If everything goes well, Isagi'll gain some new respect for Aria and it'll be a great cheesy happy ending.
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>>3954351
>>Continue watching from afar
>>Believe in Aria and ask Medaka what she means by the next suggestion?
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>>3954351
>>3954357
This, but with one added bit

>Go ahead and chase If It seems like Isagi really Is going to get away, we did promise to back her up If necessary after all.
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>>3954351
>Believe in Aria and ask Medaka what she means by the next suggestion?
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>>3954357
>>3954373
>>3954363

In retrospect, it was only natural that Isagi would run when confronted by someone like the way Aria did. Interrogation was a psychological battle of the mind and will. The one who has the stronger willpower and the mental fortitude will generally win. Although you did give Aria a boost by motivating her spirit and using yourself as a springboard for her to dramatically land in front of Isagi. Therefore, it wasn’t all that surprising to you to see it end up like this.

Keeping your attention close to Medaka, you quickly move your body to block Medaka’s path, arms stretched out to limit her movements. “Now Medaka I know your first instinctual thought is to chase after her and see if she confessed to the crime or not but please give your childhood associate the time to listen to their suggestions.”

Medaka blinks for a moment, turning her eye to the chase before going back to looking at you.“Alright Keichi, I’m all ears. I already left this case so far to you.”

“I think we should only follow them and continue letting Aria handle it. “ You said, looking at Medaka who was giving you a skeptical look in response. You scratch your head, thinking about how to explain yourself since she didn’t see Aria’s growth.

“Remember how you wanted to tackle the delinquents by reforming them but you instead let me appeal to them because of my previous association as a Bancho? Thus reaching a compromise that led to the delinquents reforming on their own and becoming loyal followers of Kendo.” You explain as you recall how Medaka was essentially a bad teacher since she only teaches and explains based on the assumptions that anyone can do what she can do. Which is abnormal to the point of being a paradox.

“It’s the same here. I don’t particularly think you’re wrong, or to be more specific at least not completely wrong in how you solve problems. The letter was precise and straight to the point. But during my platonic date with Hansode, I came to a realization. Had I just taken them out by defeated them with my martial arts, I’m sure they would’ve left and never bothered the kendo club again. Sure that would complete the request but I wouldn’t have figured out the mastermind who sent in the letter and what they’ll do in retaliation for not getting rid of them.”

“That may be but it’s not a concern to us since we’ll tackle any requests. I don’t need to know nor wish to know who sent the letter in the suggestion box if they do not want to come to us directly for additional info or insight. There would be no point int he suggestion box being anonymous otherwise. So long as the details of the request are there, then that’s fine.” Medaka retorts, closing her eyes as she magically pulls out her fan from her cleavage. Although you weren’t sure but it seems like Medaka might be jealous of Hansode.
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>>3955664

“See Medaka, that isn’t fine at all. Because we only considered only tackling the main problem rather than considering how to prevent future cases in addition that the student council is so narrow-minded. For instance, let’s say we do capture the culprit and bring them to justice, what then? Will that really solve Ms. Ariake’s issue. Someone else will come along and try and ruin her efforts again or damage her confidence. Not everyone can handle the frustration of losing or the depressing reality of knowing that hard work and perseverance doesn’t always pay off. Real-life isn’t like those shonen manga where the hero can overcome any challenge so long as he has guts.” As you say this you begin to reflect again back to your childhood. Briefly recalling playing with Medaka every day and time after time again always being bested by anything Medaka did and how easy she made it seem like.

“That’s why rather than sulk about it or whine and blame others for it. You come to terms with your shortcomings and plan for your next move. You can try again or change and focus on something else. So long as you don’t let yourself stagnate and turn those pure, earnest feelings into something toxic and wicked then you can make it through today and await for『the beginning』 of the endless possibilities that tomorrow brings.” In between your speech, there was a strange sound in your words. For a moment it shifted to a tone to someone else who you couldn’t remember before quickly reverting back without pause.

“I think I get what you’re trying to say Keichi. You want to put faith in Aria’s ability and show her that her effort is the real deal. Instead of losing confidence and relying on others to solve her problem, you want to give her the tools to regain that confidence and ensure her that she can solve her problems even by herself. Is that it?” Medaka asks, not noticing anything out of the ordinary from one of your typical hotblooded speeches.

Quickly you brush this off to focus on the matter at hand. “Yes but there’s one more thing I want to do by going through all of this. But that’ll have to wait. Let’s go Medaka.” You said, offering your hand to Medaka. For a few seconds, Medaka looks at you with a dazed expression, like a deer in the headlights before coming back to her senses.

“Sound good Keichi.” Medaka smiles, taking your hand as you help her up to her feet.
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>>3955700

With the two of you in complete unity, you began to run to catch up to the chase that’s taking place. While making sure to keep yourself hidden, the two of you was able to keep pace with Aria and Isagi’s running sprint for the remainder of the day. From leaping through bikes to climbing up the gates, it turned from a simple sprint to a complete Olympics style obstacle course. Giving both you and Medaka a prime example of the hard work and earnest spirit that you theorized that Isagi has by her inability to destroy the label on Aria’s shoes.

By sundown, Isagi collapses to her feet while Aria's unwavering spirit allowed her to keep up through all of it. From your understanding, Aria and Isagi was having a long conversation over the matter in between running. Due to having to keep yourself hidden you weren’t able to fully hear what they were saying. But you didn’t need to say you got the rough estimate of their class. With Isagi on the ground, she conceited the showdown to Aria and confessed to her crime. Having seen her in action, it was clear as a day that Aria was superior physically but still lacked experience.

What attested to Isagi’s lose was her wavering feelings as she comes to realize just how shameful she became and how much she loves running. After bringing herself to bow and apologize, Isagi was met with a shocking hug from Aria. Rather than attacking Isagi with justified anger, she could only find herself to respect her senpai. Almost as if she too understood her feelings and much prefer having someone to help guide her for the things that she couldn’t do alone instead. As you came to expect, the two girls ended up crying as a cheesy makeup ending that could only result in manly tears.

“This was the one more thing you were talking about. I can see it clearly that Isagi is someone who practices hard and diligent every day after seeing her run what was essentially a marathon-like obstacle course.”

“Yeah. It was only a hunch but it was worth one to gamble on. I’m glad it ended up being true. I don’t think you would’ve been satisfied if only the client was saved in the end. After all, you’re Medaka Kurokami, the type of girl to save even the villains whenever you declare that you’ll save and help everyone.” You said, looking at both Aria and Isagi in the background as they made amends while the sunset shines brightly in the distance. Painting that cheesy but wholesome experience as an unforgettable event.

Medaka slowly forms a smile before closing her eyes and putting the fan on her lower face. “This is only something the number one sore-loser can come up with. You know me well Keichi.”

You almost fell at being called a sore loser but you shrug it off with a smile. “I have been with you for thirteen years Medaka. Like you said, you’re the only one who knows me best, just like I’m the only one who knows you the best."
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"Though truth be told it can be a real troublesome job filling out your critique. But that's my job, being the bridge between you and people. " You said, putting your arms behind your back as you start to walk back to the student council clubroom.

"Yeah. I wouldn't have it any other way Keichi." Medaka continues to smile as she pets your head in appreciation. You take it in stride as it was only fair since you got to shine over Medaka for this case.

"By the way what's the next suggestion." You ask in mild curiosity.

“It’s nothing big just we been asked to look for a lost pet. A cute little puppy to find.” Medaka explains.

>How do you spend your next week?
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>>3955749
Uhhhhh training maybe? That mixed in with some general school stuff like studying unless things like that are automatic. We might be able to fit in a spar with our mom.
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>>3955749
>Kendo club duties, see how Hyuuga and Namida are getting along, practice
>platonically buy two buckets of sweets to platonically give to Hansode
>easily do the puppy request because we're a rough and tough delinquent with a heart of gold and dogs love that shit
>spar with mother (to GO EVEN FURTHER BEYOND)
The last I think is especially important, good practice for fighting against Abnormals in the future.
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>>3955771

General school stuff is automatic as they're not important to the narrative of the story and setting. Like most school-based series.
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>>3955779
>>3955777
Then I'll support this while checking his digits.
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>>3955749
Seconding his guy's lucky trips >>3955777 along with
>Clearing our debt with our sister
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>>3955795
Oh, good point. Should definitely do that as well.
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>>3955795

Well, this is going to be an impactful week. I feel sorry for Kanoya
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>>3955934
He and his gang are even more stereotypical delinquent/punk characters than the Kendo Club members. It'll be just like the old days. I'm more excited for Akune shenanigans, though. He was a punk himself back then. No way we didn't have a couple bouts with him.
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>>3955951

The Devil Bancho vs the Great Destroyer did actually happened many times before Medaka ultimately broke your feud and defeated you both. Kuwagara was especially pissed at you for managing to befriend Akune in addition to his failure to stop Medaka.
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>>3955978
Knowing that we've pissed him off at least twice now fills me with absolute glee. Can't wait for the reunion with both of them.
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>>3955978
I take it your turning for the night?
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>>3956002

I got 1 more post to do. But I do need to sleep in early so this will be the last one. I'll try to start much earlier tomorrow since its the weekend.
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>>3955934

The next week went as followed, starting with fulfilling your older sister’s request. From what it sounds like, Mirai wanted you to fill in at her part-time job at Shueisa for deliveries when she was unable to make the day. It was a flexible company variety of odd jobs for its customers. Lucky for you that you didn’t have to do a whole lot. Still, you couldn’t help but be impressed by your sister’s micromanagement skills. Between her rental services to the sports clubs, she was also deputy manager when not out in the field as the star deliver.

But then you didn’t expect anything less from your older sister. Like you, it seems she was an otaku in sorts but unlike martial arts, she was passionate about games of all kinds, including sports. While one can argue that martial arts fall under this category as combat sports, Mirai wasn’t the type to be as passionate about it unlike with you and your mother Hitomi. If anyone carried her interest it was your father since in some way his work could be categorized as a game as she played several of them similar to the adventure-seeking gentleman.

Aside from helping out in Shueisa, you spent your time fulfilling your Kendo duties. While nothing too difficult came your way, you couldn’t help but feel like you missed something important. Strangely enough, Hyuuga and Namidia were getting along as Hyuuga took to her as fellow kendo practitioners. In exchange for teaching him better kendo techniques, he took it upon her to help her social skills. Given her reserved and understanding nature, she was able to integrate herself to the Kendo Club as the purple flower. Seeing her work in earnest made the other delinquents not only train harder but respect her more despite her traditionalist like Osaka dialect.

Outside of Kendo practices and delivers, you were able to net yourself three buckets worth of excellent sweets. Your connections with Shueisa and being besties with long-time customer Hansode has ended up netting a real boon as a result. Of course, you made sure to treat the gives as “platonic” as possible when the staff workers teased you about giving gifts to a girl. Safe to say that Hansode founding herself enjoying the treasures more than she thought she would upon delivery.
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>>3956015

At some point in the week, you managed to find time to tackle the missing dog once the student council was able to track it down. Turns out that little puppy was a borzoi, also known as the Russian Wolfhound. Unlike the standard, this one in particular fully embraced its wolf namesake and became a ferocious beast. Not to turn and run from a challenge you tackled the beast head-on while Hansode watched under the safety of her riot shield. The confrontation can only be described as a climactic battle between man and nature that lasts for twelve hours straight.

Eventually through tooth and nail did you rise to be victorious against your worthy canine adversary. That said, it was perhaps almost animal cruelty to do battle with dog like it was a battle between delinquents. But you were beyond such limited thinking, treating the Wolfhound like a proud rival. Thanks to your hellish training in the wilderness from your mother, you find yourself capable of understanding the hearts of animals and match their wavelengths. But what was stranger was how in between your bout the Russian Wolfhound grew into a beast capable of withstanding Medaka’s presence once she appeared in her dog costume.

Not that you had long to reflect upon it as after humoring Medaka and letting her play with the dog did the two of you returned it to Urushi Akizuki. Although grateful for the recovery, Urushi noticed how her pet was longing to be with you. For better or worse, Urushi handed you one of her pets on the condition that you’ll take good care of him and she’s allowed to come visit him on the weekends. Agreeing to the terms and inadvertently charming Urushi, both you, Hansode and Medaka winded up walking to your home to enjoy the weekend.

During the travel, you made a phone call to your mother that you’ll be accompanied by “guests much to her delight”. Truthfully Medaka and Hansode forcibly tagged along with you and Namida after you came to pick her up from Kendo practice. On the way home, only Hansode made the wisecrack about Medaka being in a dog costume. To which you replied “Medaka was too smart that she loops back to being stupid.” in a whisper. In any case, after some more banter you find yourself arriving home with your sister coming back from soccer practice.
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>>3956030

After a night of wholesome fun and fine Chinese dining courtesy from your mother, you made the bold suggestion of sparing with your mother. Happily, she accepts your terms with Mirai and Hansode making bets on how long you’ll last against her. Namida and Medaka was also swept into the betting game, much to your annoyance. The next day you woke to a rather unusual sight. A pair of boobs was currently obscuring your vision as they were just millimeters from touching you. From the presence alone you know exactly who was sleeping in your bed in a long-sleeved open buttoned shirt.

>Kick Medaka out of your room and get ready for your sparing match
>Slowly sneak out of your room without making a sound and head to the dojo
>Gently wake up Medaka and lecture her in between breakfast
>Realize its a dream and go back to your bed and ignore it until you wake up
>Other [write-in]
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>>3956032
>Slowly sneak out of your room without making a sound and head to the dojo
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>>3956032

Feel free to also in the meantime set up your plans on fighting Hitomi in her 11-year-old form.
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>>3956034

Ps: If you got any names you want to give to your pet dog feel free. It's completely optional.

I'm sure you're probably already theorizing but there's a special reason why the dog didn't coward in complete fear against Medaka's Alpha Presence.
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>>3956032
>Kick Medaka out of your room and get ready for your sparing match
We've built a connection with our dear president using our fists, why stop now? Although maybe it's being too mean to her....
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>>3956030
>a beast capable of withstanding Medaka’s presence once she appeared in her dog costume.
If Medaka didn't love us before...
>inadvertently charming Urushi
>taking the three girls home with us
>waking up to daily dose of oppai
We truly are in the harem route. This is great.

>>3956032
>Act as a healthy, young adult male and enjoy it for five seconds
and then become the responsible one and
>Gently wake up Medaka and lecture her in between breakfast

>>3956034
We're gonna get our ass kicked regardless I'm sure so I'll say we should go fully defensive. Gives Number One time to charge up and power us through the fight. Going full offensive right off the gate might just lead to us getting knocked out before Number One can do anything.
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>>3956034
As for a battle plan, I think we need to use our height and reach advantage against her smol form, use jabs and kicks to keep her at a distance and try to wear down her defenses
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>>3956032
>Contemplate Motor Boating
Then
>Slowly sneak out of your room without making a sound and head to the dojo
That better not be one of our shirts.
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>>3956032
>Kick Medaka out of your room and get ready for your sparing match
Hot headed reaction.

Also, I assume the 11yr old form has reduced stats?
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>>3956060
If the form is based of Bisky like described earlier then I believe so
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>>3956032
>Gently wake up Medaka and lecture her in between breakfast
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>Kick Medaka out of your room and get ready for your sparing match
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>>3956032
>Wake up Medaka and lecture her in between breakfast
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>>3956042
>>3956045
>>3956060
>>3956249
>>3956339
>>3956374

Seem like there's a tie between these two options. Looks like I'll have to get flexible about this.
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>>3956721

If this was one of those romantic comedy mangas this would be the part where you would in comedic fashion freak out over having a Rubenesque girl currently sleeping in your bed. Or at the very least leaking blood and showing perverted signs. Strangely the more you try and avert your gaze, the more you felt inclined to not only continue looking but to go even deeper. Based on how you were raised and your principles, you feel the need to objective to such a trope. Not to mention you didn’t want to be subjected to karmic humiliation.

Unfortunately, you were a healthy young male. There’s only so much one man can take before breaking down. Naturally, you consider the possibility of enjoying your situation for a little longer. Perhaps even acting on the urge of motorboating those magnificent mammaries, or at the very least examine the goods. Slowly you lean over, almost tempted by the captivating presence and beauty that was Medaka. As you continue, a disgusting sensation crawled under your skin. It was faint and unclear like static fuzz.

Surprisingly it holds the same effect as staring into Medaka’s cleavage. The distorting image starts to change. For only a brief second, the image changed to a dark silhouette. A single figure towering over in pitch-black darkness. The only luminous was their empty, white eyes and Cheshire cat-like grin. Despite not knowing who it was or why you’re thinking about a thing like this, one thing was for certain. Your body was positively terrified at the sight, causing it to recall a single phrase from a time long since forgotten.

I’m truly happy Keich Hakumasai...you have become just like me. No need to worry about drowning in despair here. After all, the waters here are quite shallow...perfect for a hypocrite just like yourself.In a flash, you were suddenly hit with a disgusting feeling that hits you harder than any physical blow can muster. Skin crawling, muscles tensing and bones shaking, you quickly broke into a cold sweat. Whatever that was it was enough to shatter your previous state of mind. And do it so easily too.
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>>3956868
Fuck off Kumagawa and let Keichi enjoy some titty.
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>>3956868
>I’m truly happy Keich Hakumasai...you have become just like me.
Huh. Lots of possibilities here. Maybe it's an actual event we forgot about. Or it's Kumagawa confusing Number One for a Minus. Or it's cause we have the same taste in waifus. Maybe it's cause of the proposal with Ajimu, which is why this memory is triggering from looking at Medaka's tiddies.
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>>3956934
>Maybe it's cause of the proposal with Ajimu, which is why this memory is triggering from looking at Medaka's tiddies.
>Ajimu is getting fucking jelly and is doing the mental equivalent of the tsundere hit
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>>3956868

Imagine the word hypocrite being bolded like the others.

Internally screaming on the top of your head, you attempt to temper your growing rage and trepidation. Easier said than done as that feeling continue to linger. The sensation rushing inside was familiar, and yet it was so alienating that it can’t just be ruled as mere terror. This was different than the many experiences of fear that you encountered throughout your life. It was a despairing fear so thick, so disgustingly sickening and soul-crushing that it made your entire being...bleached and fade...into nothingness.

What would snap you out of it was the warmth of Medaka. Breasts pressing against your head, forcibly holding you close into the cleavage. Heart practically racing as your hot-blooded tendencies were erupting to the surface. Instead of lashing out to Medaka in comedic fashion, you took your time picking yourself back up and silently embracing the sensation. While you didn’t cry on the surface, internally you felt yourself reverting back to the crybaby toddler who was quick to cry. Worst yet...it was during the period where you felt the most….empty.

After what seems like an eternity you finally pulled away from Medaka. Subconsciously she must have sensed your distraught and sorrow from the bottom of your heart. Thus, without hesitation, this unfathomable act of love quickly came to fruition. One more brief image came to your mind. A lifeless body dressed in a flamboyant middle school uniform lying on a pool of blood, a woman with pigtails crying her heart out with unrelenting sorrow, a bleak downpour and the echos of that same chilling voice before.

Coming back to the real world, you turned to the sleeping Medaka. Normally you’d kick her out of the room in standard typical fashion, yelling at the top of your lungs awakening everyone in the area. Not this time. This time you just left your bed, pulling the covers on Medaka to keep her warm. With a disheartened smile, you took one final glance at Medaka. It was clear she was wearing one of your shirts to cover herself up. Not that you can remember how you even ended up in this situation.
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>>3956032
>Realize its a dream and go back to your bed and ignore it until you wake up
>>Kick Medaka out of your room and get ready for your sparing match

I support the hot-blooded approach.
Although, it would make a great comedic bit for Keichi to think this is just a dream and give in a little to oppai's heavenly charms, only to then realize it's not a dream and finally kick Medaka out of the room out of pure embarrassment.
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>>3957038
Buck, too late!
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>>3957038

There's always next time.

>>3956895

Steal his girl, gives you PTSD to cripple your enjoyment of fanservice

>>3956934
>>3956950

Nice guesses, as they are correlate towards one another. Though I would consider Ajimu all of the deres in one, not just tsundere.
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>>3957002

Taking enough clothing to change properly, you left for the bathroom. Once inside you took a moment to take a deep breath. Honestly, you kept envisioning yourself punching the mirror in front of you multiple times until the glass itself was no more. The only thing that was keeping you back from acting on such violent impulses was two reasons. The first was the self-awareness of how your actions would only cause worry to everyone around you. The second reason, which you hated admitting, was the fact you were still gripped by the fear to act.

Only when you got yourself back together did you leave the bathroom fully dressed and ready to tackle the world. Worrying about something that you can’t remember wasn’t going to solve anything. The only hotblooded thing to do was to focus on the here and now. At least, that’s what you told yourself as you return to bedroom to awake Medaka. Leaning against the wall to the pathway was your older sister Mirai. Her right foot currently blocking the path with arms folded.

“Can we talk just between the two of us? You look like roadkill Keichi.” Mirai exclaims, breaking out of her monotone for a more serious and concerning vibe.

>How do you respond?

>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
>Politely decline and try to get past her to resume your day
>Apologize to her but turn away and head to the dojo
>Other [write-in]
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>>3957058
>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
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>>3957058
>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
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>>3957058
>>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
Aw yeah, none of that hiding your troubles for no good reason bullshit.
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>>3957058
>>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
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>>3957058
>>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
I think we wouldn't really feel like talking but wouldn't want to have big sis worring either.
It's obvious which one wins.
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>>3957058
>Comply with your sister’s wishes and openly tell her what’s wrong
We avoid all tropes.
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>>3957090

“Yeah..we can talk.” You muttered, keeping a half-hearted smile. Truthfully there was some part of you that wanted to keep this lingering feeling all to yourself. Yet deep down you knew that by doing so, you’ll only make them worry. Consider it a personal reminder from your past telling you not to make the same mistake again.

Seeing you agree to her terms, Mirai leads you towards a secluded place in your house. After she steps inside, she goes to lock the door to make sure nobody can interfere. “Alright, start talking. You haven’t made a face like that since…” Mirai says, cutting herself off before she was about to speak the taboo.

“Well, it was like this.” You muttered, ignoring your sister’s sudden pause to focus back on talking about the feelings you were currently enduring.

In summary, you told Mirai all about how Medaka was sleeping in your bed. Naturally, that made Mirai make a soured face at you which you retorted back that neither of you did anything immoral. But you knew she was more upset at Medaka than yourself. Nevertheless, Mirai let you continued your description of your morning without fuss. You told her everything about the mysterious person and the terror you were feeling. Truthfully you felt ashamed about it, but seeing the pale look on Mirai’s face told you that there was something more to it.

“Sis, you know something about this, do you. Please tell me who exactly was that silhouette I saw and why I can’t remember the context behind that scene. This can’t be just from memory loss due to a mere head trauma from training.” You ask, practically pleading to your sister.

“You’re right about something happened to you. We made up the excuse about your trauma being a source of an unfortunate training accident. Truth be told, we considered telling you the truth right off the bat, Medaka was even the one to do it but something happened in response. You went under a mental breakdown. As if like your mind was forcing yourself to block the memories of what actually happened back then. So, we swore we wouldn’t tell you the truth. And for the past four months, we kept it a secret as we let your mind recover. “ Mirai spoke, turning her eyes from you. A look of sadness started to break through her cold expression.

>How do you proceed?

>Beg your sister to tell you the truth of what happened to you
>Lash out to your sibling and argue against the secrecy
>Apologize and refrain from asking any further for now
>Leave immediately and head towards Medaka to get some answers
>Other [write-in]
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>>3957417
>Apologize and refrain from asking any further for now
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>>3957417
>Apologize and refrain from asking any further for now
Tell us when they think its time to.
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>>3957417
>>Apologize and refrain from asking any further for now
>Headpat big sis
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>>3957417
>Apologize and refrain from asking any further for now
We're the motherfucking legendary bancho, Devil of the West, and all-around Number One badass. This is our fight. Sis clearly does not feel like it's something we can handle so we shouldn't burden her with the responsibility of doing so. In fact, if the reason we can't remember is because we broke down then it lends to reason that we need to become stronger mentally to recover those memories naturally.
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>>3957441

Colored me shocked. Thought for a moment you would want to jump right in for backstory. Good. Cause you'll need a crit at least to not completely breakdown again for early backstory unlock.
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>>3957490
If something's sad enough to break out stone-faced and cool big sis, then it's the real deal. We can wait to hear this little story.
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>>3957490

Hearing your sister talk about this traumatic experience certainly has put some things into perspective for you. While you been distracted by Medaka’s hijinks to really notice, some part of you was contenting on your memory loss. There are parts of your middle school life that was missing, roughly sixty percent. Like for instance, you recalled butting heads with General Affairs Manager Akune Kouki the Great Destroyer, Secretary Maguro Kurokami the Checkmate Magician, and Treasurer Kuromi Arouta the Picaresque Princess. For some reason you couldn’t remember anyone higher than those three, signifying just how bad the memory loss is.

Taking a moment to look at the distraught look on your face, Mirai once again adverts her eyes from yours.“I spoke too much already. I’m sorry.” She says, already preparing herself for interrogation.

“No, I’m sorry. For putting pressure on you. The fact you’re not your usual stone-faced and hardass self tells me that whatever happened to me is serious. Serious enough that my body continues to tremble over it. It just goes to show that I’m not strong enough yet to handle those memories.” You spoke, kneeling your head down in a bow to properly apologize to Mirai. Her eyes briefly show a look of shock at your unexpected turn to let this chance for answers pass by.

“It’s honestly rather pitiful to see your badass brother trembling like a scared cat over such a thing. This isn’t like the hotblooded devil bancho, not one bit.” You reflect deeply, feeling rather gloomy despite saving face by admitting your shortcomings.

“Volleyball Spike!” Mirai screams, slamming her hand against your head with enough force to break through a steel door. As a result, currently, you were smacked deep in the small head-sized crater.

Through sheer brute force, you pulled out of the crater and looked at your sister now directly in the face shooting daggers at you. Safe to say you were now caught off-guard and thus unable to actually say what you were thinking. Of which was “Ow! Damn it Mirai! What the hell was that for?! You could’ve given me a concussion you damn sports ogre!” That pissed off look on her face already alerted you just how much you essentially messed up. The last thing she needed was you poking fun at her amazon height and muscle hypertrophy.

“It’s not pitiful! Don’t you dare put yourself down you stupid jackass!” Mirai screams, rising up to her feet while grabbing you by the collar. “If you say something that stupid again I’ll one-hit knockout you until all of your continues run out and reach a game over.”
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>>3957796

Through sheer brute force, you pulled out of the crater and looked at your sister now directly in the face shooting daggers at you. Safe to say you were now caught off-guard and thus unable to actually say what you were thinking. Of which was “Ow! Damn it Mirai! What the hell was that for?! You could’ve given me a concussion you damn sports ogre!” That pissed off look on her face already alerted you just how much you essentially messed up. The last thing she needed was you poking fun at her amazon height and muscle hypertrophy.

“It’s not pitiful! Don’t you dare put yourself down you stupid jackass!” Mirai screams, rising up to her feet while grabbing you by the collar. “If you say something that stupid again I’ll one-hit knockout you until all of your continues run out and reach a game over.”

“Even if you use your abnormality『Gamemaster』to make that possible you should show some restraint!” You argue just moments before getting another spike from Mirai.

“ The things you do despite being a normal are absurd and defies common sense to the point of being abnormal! You might as well be the living embodiment of Seishin or perseverance in Yamato-Damashii. Even though you weren’t born abnormal like the rest of us, you never once let it stop you from keeping up. Always pushing yourself past your limits until you hospitalize yourself. And yet you’re worried overlooking shameful and uncool just because of a dream?! ” Mirai yelled. The fact someone like Mirai is being so passionately angry shows how much her “limiter” has been stressed out to the point of unleashing her bottled up emotions.

“To me, what’s truly cool about you is that you experience things that many would call unnecessary or a hindrance. Someone who constantly has to fight the feeling of giving up and helplessness every day and still preserves even when succumbing to them is cooler than anyone who claims they never given up or felt any sort of form of negativity like fear. Anyone can do that, we abnormals especially pull it off like its the same as breathing. But unlike you, we never experienced such feelings. To be able to put up with any nuisances while being fed up to the point of repeatedly giving up only to try again. That’s human nature...and I always envied you for it. ” As Mirai explains, you caught the rare sight of your sister actually crying. It didn’t subtract from how intense she was but it did highlight the crowning burden those who are abnormal has to deal with every day. Isolation and loneliness.
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>>3957833

“So don’t you dare go acting ashamed for being human or showing weakness. You’re the one who made your normality into a strength! Because unlike us abnormals, you’re not controlled by your power nor strictly influenced by your talents like a special. And let’s not get into the pandora’s box that are minuses. Out of all of us...you’re the most free to do whatever you want and put your all into experiencing it, good and bad. ” Mirai points at you, angry sniffling her nose. “Stupid brother made me cry! I’m the older sibling here! I deserve more respect around here.”

“Sorry Mirai. Even though I was thinking only that this is supposed to be my fight, I ended up hurting you in the process. But don’t worry, your little brother won’t let himself be a burden and forget his roots. I’ll get stronger through fighting with the fear and bearing the responsibilities it carries. So I’ll never do something as foolish as repressing my memories. After all, they’re a record of my efforts and hardships. That’s what being human is all about isn’t it and there’s not more hot-blooded then that!”You smile, regaining your composure in the process before thrusting your fist for your sister to bump knuckles with.

“Good. So long as you understand.” Mirai smiles back, bumping her knuckles against yours before reverting back to her usual self. “Someday I’ll tell you everything that you want to know. But only when I’m sure you can handle the truth upon what happened to you, and the events that transpired. “

“Right.” You nod, petting the head of your sister who recently accepts. “If all the answers are shown to me in the beginning, then where’s the fun in embarking on the journey?” Y

>What do you do next?

>Head to the dojo to spar with your mother
>Make breakfast for everyone first
>Go check up on [wrte-in who]
>Play some video games with your sister
>Other [write-in]
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>>3957887
>>Head to the dojo to spar with your mother
Get this sadness kicked outta us.
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>>3957833
Our sister's great. Time to get our blood all HEATED UP.

>>3957887
>Make breakfast for everyone first
Get some energy first before we burn it all up trying to fight mom.
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>>3957887
First
>Make breakfast for everyone first
then
>Head to the dojo to spar with your mother
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>>3957887
Backing this >>3957923
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>>3957887
>Make breakfast for everyone first
>Head to the dojo to spar with your mother
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>>3957923
>>3957962
>>3957993

Once you finished sharing a moment with your big sister, you embark your way to the kitchen. If you find yourself crippled by fear, then the only natural course of action is to get stronger. By strengthening the three essentials, those being the mind, body and spirit, then one can naturally overcome the looming threat that hangs on the horizon. Lucky for you that you know such a person. However, to take on such a person you naturally need fuel to power yourself. Hot-bloodedness can only do so much on its own. That and you felt like cooking for everyone.

Unlike Medaka who can perform the task of cooking perfectly, you know the real value that comes into cooking. Making the food perfect isn’t quite the same as making it taste good. That’s one of the key differences between a master cook and a master chief. Utilizing your cooking skills you hustle yourself up a real fine assortments of asian cuisine. To be honest you naturally want to show off your skills in chinese cuisine. While not to your mother’s talents, you as was able to pick up her innate talents of combining chinese medicine with chinese cuisine to invigorate the mind, body and soul while still being heavenly delicious.

Like the creative madman Yukihira Soma, you compiled your perseverance, ingenuity and resourcefulness to make up the difference in skills. Not that you’ll think your best friend Hansode will really complain. Make fun of you sure but never once did she actively complain and rejected your cooking. Still, you want to blow off Hansode’s socks off with your latest cooking dishes. Not that you’ll have the time to really see them enjoy your cooking. Nonetheless, you feel like Mirai will be able to handle getting the others.

After eating your portion of the hot meals you make your way towards the dojo. It was a light meal for some serious energy since you didn’t want to suffer like Son Goku and overeat thus weaken your combat prowess. That and you feel like with how hard your mother can hit and disrupt your equilibrium, you’ll most likely throwing up your meal. In record time you made your way into the massive fighting dojo. Waiting right at the center was your mother Hitomi. Currently drinking herbal tea, her blue eyes now sparkles in a jade radiance as it symbolizes her abnormality being active.


“As expected you showed up on time. Good, now we can begin. Don’t think just because it’s been a while since we last trained that I’ll cut you any slack.“ Hitomi declairs, finishing up her drink before getting ready to take a fighting stance.

“Give me your all. I can take it.” You declare, taking a stance on your own.
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>>3958201

>How do you proceed?

>Go forward with direct, aggressive blows. Keep Hitomi on the defensive.
>Take full advantage of Hitomi’s size by fighting at a distance and wear her down
>Embrace the defensive role and tank Hitomi’s blow while building up your Banchou spirit
>Stick to dodging and evading, only counter-attack when you see an opening
>Other [write-in]
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>>3958208
haha she short
>Take full advantage of Hitomi’s size by fighting at a distance and wear her down

Also, we haven't named our new dog as yet have we? I'll admit that I'm not really good at thinking of Japanese dog names, so I'm stumped for ideas
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>>3958208
>Stick to dodging and evading, only counter-attack when you see an opening
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>>3958208
>Take full advantage of Hitomi’s size by fighting at a distance and wear her down
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>>3958208
>>Take full advantage of Hitomi’s size by fighting at a distance and wear her down
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>>3958208
>>Take full advantage of Hitomi’s size by fighting at a distance and wear her down
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>Take full advantage of Hitomi’s size by fighting at a distance and wear her down
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Your reminder that Ajimu is best girl.
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>>3959375

And to think she's still not confident enough to defeat Medaka.
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>>3959560
So is Ajimu actually right and Main Character status is a thing or were the others right and she's just batshit insane?
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>>3959619

The answer is both. Characters like Ajimu are aware of their surroundings to the point that they know they are in a manga and thus are genre-savvy/capable of breaking the 4th wall. But in-universe, especially to those around them who don't have such perception they're treated as batshit insane. Although, I wouldn't pass Ajimu to constantly loop between being sane and insane given how many skills of pluses and minuses she has.
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>>3959375
She sure comes up with unique names for.her skills
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>>3959375
Ajimu is not for lewd though
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So while writing the next post, I came to the shocking realization.

I've been incorrectly writing Keichi's name. It's supposed to be Kenichi, but then it made me think of a certain pacifist hero from Shogakukan's Weekly Shōnen Sunday. So in light of my blunder, I'm going to revert to saying his proper original name or convert to Keiichi, since it's the actual pronunciation. Whichever more fitting.
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>>3958378
>>3958448
>>3958520
>>3959214

It has been a long time since you fought your mother Hitomi Hakumasa. You briefly recall that last bout being around your final year in middle school. Due to your path to obtain absolute strength and prove yourself to be just as good if not stronger than Medaka, you underwent the path of a delinquent. As a result, you had a falling out with your mother who refused to teach you any longer. Still, even without your mother’s guidance, you continued to develop and improve throughout your conquest. A long three years of hardship and ordeals.

It was only after that fight did you manage to make up with your mother and returned to learning martial arts from her. Although it was fuzzy and you couldn’t remember it, there was something important that you lost during those three years. Something that you treasured most and would never discard it again. Ultimately, it was because of that you quit being a bancho and returned to the path of martial arts. At least, that’s what you’re currently trying to do.

Watching your mom closely you saw there was no weakness or exploits in her defense. Even if her eleven-year-old form severely diminished her physical prowess she was still a monster like Medaka. No, perhaps she was even more of a threat precisely because of her experience. There was nothing more terrifying than a ferocious beast with the wisdom of a sage. Then again, that’s precisely why in terms of martial arts there was nobody cooler.

Taking a firmer stance, you took great care in protecting your vital points as a fighter, especially the waist joint. Rotation of the waist is the lifeline of martial artists. Hitomi could only smile in response. You didn’t need to hear her speak to get the gist of what she’s thinking. As if you were going to shame your mother by making rookie mistakes like that. With a confident style, you start channeling your hotblooded into your body and prepare your strategy.
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>>3960365

On the drop of a dime the two combatants lung forward with great speed. Keeping in tempo with your mother, you timed your first attack accordingly. Before Hitomi could get the chance to reach your hit zone you thrust forward with a swift kick followed by a thrust to prevent your mom from hiding under your leg or jumping up to grip your leg. Instead, all she did was move back to dodge your swift kick, taking a defensive approach.

Continuing up with your gameplan you start to throw jabs in between your kicks. Currently, you were incorporating primarily Taekwondo with some graceful fluidity in savate in your Tōhō Fuhai-Ryu style. Unsurprisingly you saw your mother dodging your kicks with fancy footwork and acrobatics that would make Olympic stars bow in shame. No, you were precisely prepared for this as you focused on conserving energy with the Taekwondo and keeping your rhythm steady with Qigong.

Hitomi, on the other hand, continues to stick dodging and outmaneuvering your attacks. Only focusing on watching closely at your every motion, her jade eyes emitting the same focus and perception of a hawk through her stare. You try your very best to not expose your game plan in this battle of stamina. It was a notorious habit of your mother to observe her opponents, pick up on their rhythm before changing her moves accordingly. It was one of the core fundamentals of theTōhō Fuhai-Ryu as you did the same.

Even so, it still seems like every single one of your kick and jabs weren’t able to reach Hitomi. Her smaller body made it easier to avoid those attacks with superior agility. At the very least you were keeping her currently stuck in a stalemate. Agility or not, your superior reach and height were formidable opponents for Hitomi. Or so it seems as just briefly you manage to grace Hitomi in the chest after making a snap kick to force her upwards then a roundhouse kick in a 360 spin.

On the surface, it looks like Hitomi was exposed and an opening has arrived. But you weren’t sure if it was still due to your terrifying dream or because of instinct, your body was trembling after the stunt.

>Shake it off with hotblooded revolve and capitalize on that opening
>Trust your instincts and back further away from Hitomi
>Continue with your current plan and stockpile strength
>Switch gears and start using hit and run tactics through aerial acrobatics
>Other [write-]
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>>3960400
>Switch gears and start using hit and run tactics through aerial acrobatics
Hitomi's too good to leave us an opening so soon, which means it's probably a trap. That makes now the perfect time to switch tactics.
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>>3960400
>Trust your instincts and back further away from Hitomi
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZOkZVgOiDo current thread music.
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>>3960400
>Address your instinct's concerns by setting up a counterattack.
May or may not be the correct play here.
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>>3960400
>>Switch gears and start using hit and run tactics through aerial acrobatics
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>>3960400
>>Switch gears and start using hit and run tactics through aerial acrobatics
mom would be proud of us flipping our technique right in mid stride.
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So i sat down and started thinking about what could kumagawa do to cause keichi into full blown PTSD mode, where keichi basically went to war with everyone under the sun, he apparently died and got better via Aijimu, and he remembers absolutely none of this. Does his ability reversed make him the ultimate villain or something of that nature? i can't imagine his not equal power should be as weak as it is if it is specifically he is the number 1.
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>>3960405
>>3960513

Taking a moment to calm down, the answers start to become clear to you. For a novice, it would appear that Hitomi was completely open and now it was the perfect time to attack. However, you knew better than to make such an error in judgment like that. Not that your skills weren’t top-notch, you know full well that your mother was far too good to leave an opening like this. Therefore, you took it upon yourself to switch gears by jumping into the air with great haste.

Rising upwards in the air, you swift your body in the opposite position and successfully crouching on the ceiling. With a quick leap, you descend downwards to your mother who was still suspended in the air. Getting into striking position, you stretch your arm back for a strong punch. Upon closer inspection, you saw a rather unsettling sight that confirmed your paranoia. In that brief moment, you saw her lips curled up into a smile as you got closer. Just moments before coming into contact, Hitomi shift to swing her leg directly towards your neck.

Anticipating this you thrust your arm to the side rather than forward as previously mentioned. Pushing yourself away through the force of your strike, it gave you the moment necessary to dodge the upcoming whip-like snap kick to the back of your neck. The back of your neck quickly broke into a sweating fit at the close shave from your trick. On the moment you came close to the wall, you shift your body again to crouch on the wall followed by jumping in a spring-like pounce to the next wall. Only to do the same thing again, and again as you rapidly bounce around the entire dojo.

Much like the battle between the werewolf Ginei Morioka and super vampire Moka Akashiya, you were using your exceptionally fast movements to keep your mother on the defenses. While not to the level of the Shinsoku or the superior Shukuchi your movements, it still appears like you were dashing around like a streak of light thanks to your unusually high speed. Most of all was your ingenuity in hopping around the dojo. Not only did it give you the flexibility to strike from multiple angles, but it also helps keep your momentum going without sacrificing stamina.
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>>3961617

Building up your speed until you appear as a mere blur you proceed forward with your counterattack. Though, in reality, it was hit and run tactics than a full-blown assault. Avoiding direct combat you jumped into action by attacking Hitomi in a straight pattern from multiple sides. Split-second turns at these speeds weren’t something you can do yet currently. Still, it was enough for your true objective as you focused on delivering flying kicks and jabs. Naturally, the grandmaster manages to block your strikes, but that was completely irrelevant.

Before Hitomi could make a strike, your body sides through the current and floors to avoid the attack. All while setting up for another attack, you continue to keep at your pact tactics to wear Hitomi down. Thus, forcing her to remain at the same spot she landed upon previously at the center of the dojo. And yet, not once in your relentless series of blitzkrieg did Hitomi once leave from that spot. Why was that?

>Use your momentum to deliver a devastating attack
>Continue with your current plan and wait until 『Number One』kicks in
>Try and go for a grapple pin and stall her
>Switch Gears again and form a strong, stationary defense
>Other [write-in]
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>>3961618

Let's add one more option.

>Go Madman and make "Bushins" through your speed. Banchou Style
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>>3961627
>Go Madman and make "Bushins" through your speed. Banchou Style
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>>3961617
>Bouncing off the walls
This always reminds me of that fight from ruroni kenshin
>>3961618
>>3961627
.....How can I NOT pick this option?
>Go Madman and make "Bushins" through your speed. Banchou Style

Also, do you want us to roll for the success of any of these moves QM?
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>>3961618
>Switch Gears again and form a strong, stationary defense
She could be staying in the same spot because neither of us are landing any hits but we're wasting far more energy than she is, jumping around all over the place. Or she's got a counter planned. Either way, better that we switch it up.
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>>3961637

That's a good reference but if I keep making Ruroni Kenshin shoutouts all the time, it just won't be fresh. Besides, it's funny pointing out that Rosario Vampire a shonen jump product. Kamome will be happy.

And yes rolling would be good.
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>>3961618
>>Switch Gears again and form a strong, stationary defense
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>>3961645
>And yes rolling would be good.
I'll wait until we settle on our next action, then we can roll.
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>>3961618
>>Go Madman and make "Bushins" through your speed. Banchou Style
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>>3961618
Well this is a tough one, for one she doesn't seem to be setting up anything big this time. Which probably means the reason for staying on one spot is defensive.
That's not to say she can't set anything up, but since we aren't screaming internally right now it's possible we can tank it.
There is also the stamina problem, which means being defensive is the most logical and sensible approach.
However.
>Go Madman and make "Bushins" through your speed. Banchou Style
Going full logic isn't going to win against Hitomi.
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>>3961632
>>3961637
>>3962299
>>3962520

Okay we're going with Medaka's forte. So give me those dice rolls, same rules as before.
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Rolled 22, 18, 58 = 98 (3d100)

>>3962780
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Rolled 63, 87, 14 = 164 (3d100)

>>3962780
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Rolled 56, 66, 62 = 184 (3d100)

>>3962780
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Rolled 58, 23, 50 = 131 (3d100)

>>3962780
Rolling for fun
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Sorry for the late response bu It ended up passing out while waiting. Writing now.
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>>3963691
make sure to get proper sleep QM
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>>3962520
Pretty sure we're not going to win against Hitomi period. Unless this is the first time we've lasted this long with Number One, and even then we have to charge up further. Still good practice for fighting Abnormals though.
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>>3962780

Your mind briefly wonder about the possibility that this fact was the ploy of something dangerous. In any case, this method of attack wasn’t getting you anywhere much less closing the gap between you and your mother. Sure the two of you were currently in a stalemate over this competition but you were in a worse position compared to your mother. To pull off this barrage of attacks, you needed to exert far more energy than the stationary Hitomi. In your attempt to wear down Hitomi, it almost feels like she was wearing you down.

Taking a page from your Banchou's playbook you decide to be daring and shift things up with the Bunshin or Cloning technique. Rather than go into a stationary defense, you push yourself further as you skit back and forth in rapid fashion. Suddenly in your running, a series of stilted images started to form, thus creating speed echos. As quickly as they came they quickly disappeared as more would take their place. While not as refined as Medaka’s version, you were still successful in creating a small platoon of afterimages much like in the battle between Ichigo Kurosaki vs Byakuya Kuchiki.

Now circling Hitomi was multiple rows of illusionary clones...moving in opposite directions. Simultaneously. To make a storm of feints as convincing as Medaka’s took a lot of effort, but then again you were the one who taught Medaka it after refining it through your battles in middle school. In retrospect, you thought you finally had the superhuman but she quickly picked it up and helped you improved it further than you would’ve on your own. Honestly, you were happily frustrated at her for doing so. Still, you didn’t turn the way the process of improving.

“The Bunshin Technique or as you called it, Banchou Barrage. Already busting out your signature trick? Well, I don’t dislike you going back to using the first martial arts trick you learned without my teaching. So go ahead, prove how much your favorite technique has improved since last time.” Hitomi closed her eyes, smiling at you as she begins to hop on one foot while remaining in the same spot.
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>>3963792

“Oh trust me, you’ll see how much this style has improved since then. After all, I can go a little faster if you want me too since you’re having trouble keeping up.” You reply, all the bunshins matching your movements, and your voice distributed through them. Thus making it that much harder to pinpoint the real one unless you purposely willed it.

“You truly have gone through quite the rebellion streak, Kenichi. But try not to forget…just who you’re speaking to” As Hitomi slowly opens her eyes, a rather ominous yet familiar presence suddenly comes forth from Hitomi. The rhythm in her hoping was getting faster.

>Immediantly go into Version 2 and attack Hitomi from all sides
>Use your Bunshin as shields and stick to avoiding Hitomi’s attacks
>Break the Bushin formation and use Shinsoku to grab Hitomi before she makes her next move
>Continue provoking Hitomi, putting yourself at risk to forcibly trigger 『Number One』
>Other [write-in]
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>>3963794
>Immediantly go into Version 2 and attack Hitomi from all sides
Well since we already pulled it out....
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>>3963794
>>Immediantly go into Version 2 and attack Hitomi from all sides
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>>3963794
>>Continue provoking Hitomi, putting yourself at risk to forcibly trigger 『Number One』
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>>3963826
>>3963830

Okay seems like we're going for the Yolo approach so give me those rolls if you can.
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Rolled 41, 29, 14 = 84 (3d100)

>>3963933
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Rolled 94, 80, 26 = 200 (3d100)

>>3963933
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Rolled 54, 45, 59 = 158 (3d100)

>>3963933
What could possibly go wrong?
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Rolled 65, 70, 36 = 171 (3d100)

>>3963933
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>>3963933

Seeing this in action made you feel weary and cautious. Had it been you there years ago, you would rush right in without paying any attention. Clearly, there must be a reason why your mother was erratically jumping up and down like a bouncy hyperactive child. Though it was oddly fitting considering her current appearance. Still, you was uneased by the sight as it made you briefly recall an attack from Medaka during middle school. Kurokami Phantom. Either way, you began to push yourself to use Version Two of your Devil Bunshin style.

Unlike with version one, this one takes the disorienting trap aspect that the Bunshin technique and polish it further for an overwhelming offense. Using the advance movement steps of the Shinsoku in conjunction with the Bunshin, it creates an afterimage capable of its own actions and movements. More importantly, these afterimages can also produce disorienting images as they travel. Utilizing the fact that your afterimage has no mass, it further deceives the enemy through your motions.

Moving in between your afterimages to deliver attacks and/or moving away from the upcoming attack in order for it to go through one of the afterimages, a versatile weapon hone through countless experiences. Although by doing this you were putting notorious amounts of stress on your body to pull off. Going at this you last clocked yourself performing this technique continuously around ten minutes before needing to recuperate. Therefore, you needed to end this quickly before you reach your time limit.

Dashing forward with all your strength, Hitomi was now met with the sight of a horde of her beloved son coming at her from all directions. In your rampant barrage, you left little to no openings, leaving escaping virtually impossible. Or so you theorized. At the very least if Hitomi wanted to escape, she would have to expose herself to your incoming barrage of kicks and jabs from all sides. Again you were taking the safer method and continuing to take advantage of the height and length difference between you and your mom.
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>>3963998

As your clones got closer, a strange presence soon brushes across your skin. It was faint but you felt vibrations in the air. Giving the impression of a rhythm beat that echoes throughout the area. In a split second, you caught the image of your mother smiling as her feet continue to bounce against the floor from her constant hopping. Clinching your teeth deeply, you thrust your body further without hesitation. Putting your all into this assault you strike down your mother with a multitude of blows.

“Very good Kenichi. Just what I expect from my son. Unfortunately...I got your rhythm down now.” Hitomi replies, seemingly getting pummeled by your relentless assault. Although your attacks were hitting their target and it looks like Hitomi was pinned as she was bounced around, she still hasn’t been moved from her spot.

>Continue pummeling your mother with all of your strength.
>Switch to using Shukuchi and pushing yourself as far away from your mother as possible.
>Drop your barrage and switch gears to your strongest defense
>Go for a grappling move to finish off your mother
>Other [write-in]
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>>3963999
>Switch to using Shukuchi and pushing yourself as far away from your mother as possible.
Is she... building up energy for a big hit?
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>>3963999
>Switch to using Shukuchi and pushing yourself as far away from your mother as possible.
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>>3963999
>>Continue pummeling your mother with all of your strength.
>>Write-in. Try to go even faster and stronger and break your limits.
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>>3963999
>Go for a grappling move to finish off your mother
Grappling is definitely the way to go in order to change it up properly.
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>>3963999
>Go for a grappling move to finish off your mother
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>>3963999
>Switch to using Shukuchi and pushing yourself as far away from your mother as possible.
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>>3964012
>>3964053
>>3964383

Alright looks like we're using the family's secret technique.

As always give me a dice roll, but this time it's optional.
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Rolled 48, 72, 100 = 220 (3d100)

>>3964870
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Rolled 18, 31, 49 = 98 (3d100)

>>3964870
rollan
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Rolled 23, 41, 82 = 146 (3d100)

>>3964870

>>3964874
Not a 1 but still niiiiiiiiice
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>>3964870

Even as you continue your barrage of attacks, that sinking feeling continues to cling deep to your chest. Your mother’s words echoing inside your mind after the fact. Could she really have already discovered your rhythm and adjusting herself accordingly? Normally in a time like this one would assume that this was a mere bluff. But your mother was rarely the type to make such propaganda unless she can back it up or do something worse. Whatever the reason, you immediately took one step back after previously throwing a series of feints to distract her from your real punches.

Sensing your intensions, Hitomi slowly widen her smile as she hunches ever so slightly. That sinking feeling started to worsen as you hear the phrase “Too late.” coming from your mother. In a blink of an eye, a series of rabid rabbit punches and palm thrusts from all directions now travel towards your path. Those strikes that Hitomi delivers far exceeded the speed that you were previously demonstrating. Without leaving a single one left, the armada of Bunshins all disbursed from the constant barrage of blows as it left only you in striking range.

“Shit!” You muttered, seeing your well kept bunshin barrier dissolve so easily. Before you could get away, Hitomi suddenly appears in front of you. Your eyes darted back to look at the area she was standing on. Her footprint was etched deeply on the wooden surface. A sign that even though all of your attempts and assumpted connected blows, Hitomi was keeping herself firmly in place. Not only that, but those blows you believed you made was actually a lie.

Like Goku vs Jiece and Burter, all of your consecutive attacks managed to pass through Hitomi, not gracing her body. What you actually felt in that clash was one of Hitomi’s limbs blocking the blow before moving back into place, making it appear like she was incapable of following your movements. This level of reaction and speed was simply abnormal, but for Hitomi, it was mere child’s play. As your eyes focused on Hitomi, already her left-hand grabs at your shoulder. With one move you find yourself slammed down against the ground.

What just happened was a spectacular sight to behold. Using a mixed between Aikido, Jujutsu, and Judo all simultaneously to create an amazing joint lock grapple throw. Naturally holding back, she only used one hundred percent of pure skill and technique rather than brute force to create what would be a large crater on regular wooden floors. But your house was reinforced to such absurd degrees precisely so that Hitomi doesn’t accidentally destroy the building during training or one of your sparing matches.
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>>3965151

Still, getting hit on that hard, dense wooden floor was no different than if getting smacked by a wrecking ball as the dust forms. Although it was a small appetizer, it shows precisely how dangerous the Tōhō Fuhai-Ryu truly was as a mixed martial arts. As she silently reaches for your body to lift you up, without batting an eye she begins to slam it repeatedly against the ground. From multiple swings, it appeared she was treating your body like a ragdoll until she suddenly stops in her tracks.

“The Kagemusha or Substitution Technique. How clever.” Hitomi mutters, now holding what appears to be your shirt and pants. “To think you actually had time to escape my barrage and deceive me with such a move. The Fuuma clan will be proud that a practitioner of the Tōhō Fuhai-Ryu has mastered their ninja arts to this degree.”

“Call it Version 2.5 of the Devil Bunshin style. A nifty application of the substitution trick to either cause confusion to distract the enemy, providing a well-timed escape at the last second while creating an opening, or tricking my opponents into attacking what or whom I want. Normally, I’d use something like an inanimate object like a log or some leaves. But considering the time limit and who I’m dealing with, I had to settle on this for it to be more convincing.” You explain, folding your arms in a confident pose. Completely ignoring the fact that you’re in your underwear, you ooze an aura of confidence as you face your mother.

“That said, we answered the more important question boxers or briefs. Honestly, Medaka really has been rubbing off on you.” Hitomi says, closing her eyes while giving a disappointed sigh before looing away in aversion.

“Mom! Don’t compare my tactful stripping as the same as Medaka’s exhibitionist’s tendencies!!” You scream, getting rather embarrassed and agitated at your moment being ruined by such a statement. Even if she wasn’t wong in the slightest.

“I’m sorry Kenichi. Forgive your mother for being tactless and taking away from the coolness of your trick. Or how well you been fighting all this time.” Hitomi apologizes, quickly hopping on a single step to now touching your head in a petting manner. You turned your head in further embarrassment at your mom, almost feeling like she was either patronizing or coddling you.
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>>3965195

“That said, your strategy wasn’t a bad one. Utilizing your superior size to grant yourself longer reach with your kicks and punches is quite beneficial. Especially when battling someone of different genders and/or ages. Not to mention using feints and acrobatics to control the battlefield and keep your opponent on their toes. You really have matured Kenichi.” Hitomi smiles, giving off an aura of genuine happiness and approval of her son. That said, her grip on your head starts to tighten as you feel an overwhelming pressure now exerting from your mother.

“But really Kenichi. Do you honestly believe that I haven’t fought people who try to take advantage of my size and length? If it’s not a sufficient handicap then my opponents often crumble completely from my martial prowess. Although you’re still so young, to think you can be so conceited to your own mother and ignore that fact. This must be youthful rebellion~” Hitomi continues to smile, slowly tightening her grip as it gave off the impression she was going to crush your skull like a walnut.

>Try to apologize to your mother and calm her down
>Swtich to one of your own grappling techniques and pin Hitomi
>Argue with your mother over being conceited and provoke her to take this more seriously to bring out 『Number One』
>Try to strike at your mother’s pressure points to force her body to let you go and back away
>Other [write-in]
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>>3965203
>Argue with your mother over being conceited and provoke her to take this more seriously to bring out 『Number One』
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>>3965203
>Argue with your mother over being conceited and provoke her to take this more seriously to bring out 『Number One』
Nothing else for it.
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>>3965151
>all of your consecutive attacks managed to pass through Hitomi
>What you actually felt in that clash was one of Hitomi’s limbs blocking the blow before moving back into place
jesus fucking christ what a monster

>>3965203
>Try to strike at your mother’s pressure points to force her body to let you go and back away
ATATATATA
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>>3965203
>>Argue with your mother over being conceited and provoke her to take this more seriously to bring out 『Number One』
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>>3965203
>>Argue with your mother over being conceited and provoke her to take this more seriously to bring out 『Number One』
Why not?
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>>3965203
Fight's pretty much over at this point innit?
>Argue with your mother over being conceited and provoke her to take this more seriously to bring out 『Number One』
Might as well go with the crowd
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Her character archetype and shonen genre should be apparent right now.Also we get justification on why Kenichi likes strong-willed girls who can take care of themselves/kick his butt
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>>3965228
I saw that
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>>3965229
Your sin is not hidden.
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>>3965229
Also I've been meaning to ask QM, is our pet woofer a male or a female?
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>>3965260

It's a male. And I'm going with the name Hanzo
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>>3965300
Cuuute, remind us to pet Hanzo after the spar
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>>3965208
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>>3965220

Being grappled by your mother despite her height caused your body to drop suddenly from the pressure. Reduced to kneeling in front of her, you were once again reminded of just how terrifying your mother can be. Although she appeared like a child, you sense that overwhelming presence that was not unlike Medaka’s if not more primal and crafty. This was the woman who fought in the frozen tundra and made a Russian bear submit while being in the body of a child during her month-long training exercise. Thus, child or not you couldn’t exactly let your guard down. Now when it comes to Hitomi anyway.

Treading lightly, however, was not apart of your banchou style. No, you much rather prefer to meet the challenge head-on, tackling whatever dangers came your way with your manly spirit and guts. Some would call it reckless, foolish and arrogant but so what? Pushing yourself into such scenarios is the best way to improve. Through adversity brings forth potential and the means to change. Even if it was becoming better just a second from before, you’ll take it without hesitation. If it means getting stronger then it was worth it for you.

“Although it goes without saying, but out of the hundreds if not tens of thousands of martial arts I know and mastered through my diligence, my personal favorite style is Chinese Kenpō or Kung fu,” Hitomi explains, keeping up her child-like image, all while further pressing your knees into the ground in a proper Seiza. As you endured her pressure, you hallucinate the image of a giant hand crushing your skull like the insignificant fly it was.

“Do you understand what that means?” Hitomi asks, her childish voice becoming rugged and husky, almost replicating the monstrous nature of her true form. If Medaka could be compared to a best and Mirai an ogre than your mother would be a Kijin or Devil Goddess.

“Yeah, I do. It means you haven’t gotten serious yet. You haven’t even used any of the mixed martial arts you’re known for. That last attack was just the basics from multiple throwing schools that a master of Judoka can achieve.” You explain, slowly pushing yourself up as you fight against Hitomi’s pressure. Hitomi closes her eyes, resuming pronounced squint like Hyuuga. She didn’t even bat an eye at your futile struggling. Her facial expression alone screams “quit screwing around and get serious”.

“But so what?!” You scream, knocking Hitomi’s arm from your skull with great force. Her jade green eyes open ever so slightly in mild shock, exposing a slit pupil in the brief staredown between you and her.
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>>3965420

“Don’t keep thinking that I’m always going to be at the same level where you can defeat me with childish tricks or half-assed techniques. If I’m ever going to be number one then I can’t be fighting you with kid gloves.”As you rant you begin thinking back to all the people you fought, Medaka included. Once again there were two people right beside her who you couldn’t remember. Frustrating you all the further not just because you couldn’t remember them, but all three stood at a plateau where you couldn’t reach. Gripping your hand tightly into a fist, you soon point it at Hitomi. “So quit screwing around and fight me for real. Fight like you’re going to kill me, just like back in the old days! A serious fight!”

“Kenichi…” Hitomi mutters, opening her eyes in shock at the realization. Like with your older sister, there was a somber look on her face. There was something that only she knows that could be making her feel this way. Your best bet that it has something to do with your memories but then so what? You were feeling agitated to the point of frustration as those lingering feelings from that nightmare you been trying to suppress was lurking its presence once again. That soul-crushing despair, the crippling fear, and the emptiness that bleached your very being and turn it white

Sensing your inner turmoil, Hitomi briefly touches your cheek, tranquilizing you in the process before walking away. “Perhaps I should start taking this more seriously. You’re no longer the green boy that used to follow your fiance around, participating whatever hijinks she was getting herself involved in despite you openly protesting.”

“Therefore, I’ll give you what you been craving...since that day…” Hitomi briefly paused, thinking back to a time she long wish didn’t happen. Her hands grip themselves to the point of blood as her jade eyes open up, revealing those sharpen, serious eyes that could murder someone with a mere glance. “...I’m coming at you with the intent to kill.”

As you felt that intimidating presence travel through the room, changing what was otherwise a gag manga setting to a more serious, battle harden bout, something begins to emerge. For some reason, you felt your hotblooded nature becoming stronger to match the growing tension. Meeting adversity straight in the eye, you feel your resolve resonating in response. You weren’t sure how, but you feel like『Number One』 right now.

“Right, that’s exactly what I want!” You exclaim, slamming your fist together as you got excited.

“Also put on your clothes.” Hitomi points to the pile of clothing on the wooden floor, breaking what was otherwise an intense moment.

“...yes mom.” You reply, reflecting in shame as you did so.

>How do you proceed?
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>>3965440
>Banchou Barrage, with an extra helping of Number One
We now know that we weren't fast enough to hit her before... so we'll just have to get faster.
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>>3965440
Man we really do have a talent for getting into encounters like this huh? I'll throw my support on >>3965445
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>>3965440
>Combine your Banchou Barrage with the Shukuchi to create the appearance of three simultaneous attacks from different directions
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>>3965446

The sparing was basically over as you pointed out. But everyone wants to get a real knuckle down brawl and ride on number one hypetrain into the sun.
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>>3965449
I believe that's what the Version 2 is, not sure if we need to distinguish between the standard and Godspeed ones when voting, though. I'm all for going full SPEED regardless.
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>>3965457
I'm thinking of something more like Tsubame Gaeshi here.
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>>3965464
Shit that sounds amazing, let's do it. It can be a specific goal in mind for us to achieve, which might hopefully focus Number One and speed those gains up. Even if we don't achieve it right away, we can always take it as a possible future skill.
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>>3965470
Alright, that's a reasonable super move.
But we do need to think of something beyond that, Hitomi going for serious mode means we need to use a appropriate fighting style as a focus for the strategy.
Which basically makes me want to ask Anshin'in, how many martial art styles do we have at least a reasonable amount of mastery in?
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>>3965566

Considering who's your teacher is, you're essentially a 6th dan in all forms of martial arts and combat sports. If she limited it to a handful, you'll mostly be at the rank of master with them by now. Right now you're between season advance and expert.

But if you prefer to only know a handful of martial arts to have that mastered status, then pick out which ones you like and let me know. Either or.
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>>3965440
honestly we need to get the number 1 in hyper gear if we want to survive or win this quest. Kumagawa sure as hell isn't gonna pull any punches like he does in the manga, and i get the feeling medaka's brother is gonna specifically rally the abnormals to put us down.
Welcome to medaka quest, Dante must die mode.
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>>3965464
>>3965470
>>3965445
>>3965449

Looks like Banchou Barrage v2 x Tsubame Gaeshi is the plan here.

So let's see them rolls.
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Rolled 34, 81, 93 = 208 (3d100)

>>3966434
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Rolled 47, 80, 27 = 154 (3d100)

>>3966434
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Rolled 14, 11, 68 = 93 (3d100)

>>3966434
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Rolled 26, 62, 81 = 169 (3d100)

>>3966434
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>>3966434

Now fully clothed once again you took a fighting stance against your mother. Unlike previously, your stance was more offensive as it was the Tiger Stance of Taekwondo instead of the Shaolin Boxing’s Horse Stance. Feeling the coursing power overflowing inside, you quickly grip your fist and set your footing closely. Considering that your mother taught you everything you know about Martial Arts, the best course of action was to come at her with techniques she didn’t teach you. One technique in particular quickly came to mind as you recall your Middle School days.

Meanwhile, your mother adopts an amalgamation of different styles, creating a rather unorthodox position as she keeps her hands inside of her denim shorts’ pockets. To the untrained individual, it looks like she wasn’t taking it seriously with her slouched position, thus provoking the individual into a frenzy. But you knew better. When your mother’s pupils were slit, it was a prime indication not only was she serious but is committed to killing if she must. Not only that but her unorthodox style allows her to defend and attack simultaneously as the dragon.

Letting you make the first move, you sprint forward towards Hitomi who remains stationary. Just before you were millimeters in Hitomi’s Seiryokuken or Sphere of Influence and within striking range, you shifted your body’s motion abruptly. Immediately you bust out version 1.5 of the Devil Style’s Bancho Barrage, thus a multitude of afterimages appeared right in front of Hitomi. Each one moving in different directions for a second before disappearing as quickly as they appeared. While not on the level of the Bunshins of Version Two, it was still an effective tool for dishing out a storm of feints or keeping your opponents guessing. Perfect for the Zanzōken or Afterimage Fist.

Much like Gon vs Hisoka you were doing everything you can to distract your mother who just adjusts her body’s position and rotations to avoid any incoming attacks. All while throwing some serious kicks in between rotation. Even with the reach difference, your instincts kept you on your toes as the force of her kicks alone was capable of delivering massive damage if underestimated. Still, what was especially dangerous was the fact you couldn’t throw careless attacks even with Version 1.5. Now that she was fighting seriously, every time you threw a jab or a kick, Hitomi simply knocks it with one of her palm thrusts before retaliating with a lightning-fast kick.
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>>3966883

Even with Shinsoku you barely manage to escape the range of her attacks as you studied her movements. After exchanging several blows with your mother you quickly launch yourself back. Just in the knick of time, you manage to avoid a devastating spinning kick from Hitomi. Leaning your body downwards as you reel yourself back, you saw the air pressure of her kick taking the shape of a crescent blade, barely passing by you as it slams against the dojo’s wall, leaving a mark. For some reason, you felt strangely blessed as normally these attacks would be too quick and precise for you to dodge. But you were feeling especially good right now like you were in the zone.

Slamming your head across the ground, you swiftly shift your body back into place as you land on your feet. Upon touching the ground you switch from Version 1.5 to 2.0 in an instant. Immediately the entirety of the dojo field was surrounded by your bunshins, leaving Hitomi speechless at how fast you musted them. Compare to the platoon from before, you were now carrying an entire army. Leading them forward you charge forward from multiple directions from all sides as Hitomi remains at the center.

“I thought I told you that I have your rhythm, Kenichi. So don’t go acting like the same attack will work on me the second time.” Hitomi mutters, keeping eye of which one was her son despite the army of clones. Even as they got closer, she reframes from reacting to them. Only focusing on the one that was supposedly you coming closer towards her sphere of influence.

Just before they deliver a blow, you switch your speed from Shinsoku to Shukuchi. Immediately you follow up by splitting yourself further into more Bunshins. In that split second, you masked your presence, keeping yourself hidden from even your mother’s sixth sense. Hitomi’s eyes slowly widen as she realizes the ancient footwork that was taking place. Quickly she thrusts her hand in preparation for the incoming attack. However, before she had any time to react, you invoke another ancient move, the Tsubame Gaeshii.

Surrounding her from multiple directions, you deliver yet another series of blows. Unlike with the standard of version 2, the Tsubame Gaeshi was a famous technique capable of delivering a powerful counter-attack after a reversal of feints. Although originally a kenjutsu move, it has also been adopted into other martial arts like Judo for its counter reversal capabilities. At your current level, you can make three simultaneous attacks from multiple directions. But for some reason, your body mustered five as they came closing in on Hitomi.
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>>3966965

Pushing her body to the peak of performance, Hitomi twists her body abruptly to build-up momentum. Doing so she twirl her arms and one of her legs to deflect each one of the five incoming attacks. Those she couldn’t deflect she merely blocked with the same if not greater amount of force to neutralize them. Despite her odds, Hitomi manages to pull off quite the reversal and turn the tides to her favor. Or so she would think. As she deflects the fifth attack, the sixth and final one came just millimeters from touching her face.

There was no time for her to dodge or reduce the damage of your blow as it connects. Quickly thrusting your arm forward, you slam your fist deep into Hitomi’s face. Hitting with force of a speeding armor truck, you smack Hitomi through to the other side of the Dojo. Not only was she hit with your force and momentum, but her own momentum added to the destructive force of your blow. With a loud crash, Hitomi’s body hits the wall, forcing the grandmaster to cough up violently upon impact. By pushing yourself past your limits, you were able to land a decisive blow on Hitomi as she slants down on the wall.


>How do you proceed?

>Rush over to your mother to check if she’s alright
>Charge in with another Tsubame Gaeshii just to be safe
>Keep your distance but provoke your mother to come at her in her “true form”
>Switch to a defensive stance and wait for your mother’s next attack
>Other [write-in]
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>>3966969

>Keep your distance but provoke your mother to come at her in her “true form”

Just to be safe and so we can see MORE
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>>3966969
>>Rush over to your mother to check if she’s alright
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>>3966969
Rush over with a bunshin or the Substitution technique prepared. I sincerely doubt she's actually hurt but we can be a little concerned with what has to be our biggest strike against her thus far... at the same time, we can set up a trap of our own. If she attacks, CROSS COUNTER.
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>>3966969
>Keep your distance but provoke your mother to come at her in her “true form”
She's too tough to go down from a hit like that.
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>>3966969
>>3966998
Gonna support this one, just sitting back and telling her to come at us stronger is just begging for us to get thrown through all the other walls of the dojo. Number One might've helped us adapt to get this hit in on her, but I have my doubts that it'll be able to do the same in the short amount of time it'll probably take her to smack us around in full power.
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>>3966969
Changing to support this>>3966998
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>>3966973
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>>3966998

Looks like we're going to be doing both. Optional but you can roll for extra luck but it's not necessary.
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Rolled 74, 6, 67 = 147 (3d100)

>>3967133
Why not.
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Rolled 12, 32, 69 = 113 (3d100)

>>3967133
Not necessary against this devil of a mother? Not taking those chances
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>>3967133
but i love rolling
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Rolled 24, 28, 90 = 142 (3d100)

>>3967133
>>3967142
oh for the love of
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>>3967139
Anon, we're trying to take our mother down, not trying to make this into into an incest manga. Put your 69 away.
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>>3967133

Honestly, you weren’t expecting that attack of yours to connect, much less do some serious damage on your mother’s child-like body. That once Genki or energetic spirit and fiery passion was no more. Part of you wasn’t sure if you should be taking pride over this or be upset that your mother let herself go down like that. Still, that exhilarating feeling was pushing you forward. There was no turning back, and even if you could you truly didn’t want to. Although reeling with confidence, you still weren’t at the level of being foolish.

Not taking any chances you quickly set up a substitution in advance. Again, it was rather weird using the same method with your clothing as the Checkmate Magician. But beggars can’t be choosers, especially when considering who you were dealing with. Only after setting up your defensive measures did you start walking towards your mother. A bunshin was already on reserve. Even if she most likely didn’t suffer any serious damage, you still couldn’t help but worry about your mother’s condition.

As you continued to walk closer and closer to Hitomi, you notice that blood was leaking out from the side of her head. At first, you begin to worry that you took things a bit too far and consider running towards your mother. It’s only when you came close to Hitomi did you see the wound inflicted on her wide forehead was self-made. The bruise on her left cheek could barely be considered a bruise compare to the self-inflicted injury. Gritting your teeth in anger, you begin to feel something swelling inside of you. Anger.

“What’s wrong with you?! You said that you got my rhythm down and yet here you are currently lying against the dent on the wall like a defeated lion. I thought I told you to take it seriously! That includes transforming to your true form mother. “ As you spoke you start to notice Hitomi’s body shaking uncontrollably as she lies motionless on the ground. Her brown hair covering up her eyes as blood continues to spill. Slowly you form a smug smirk as you point your thumb against your chest, embracing a cocky impression. “Or maybe the trembling I see is you admitting that If finally surpassed you. “

After hearing you say that, Hitomi tilts her head upwards, glancing at you with a deadly gaze. Your entire body shakes as you felt tremendous ki coming from your mother in a form of battle aura or fighting spirit as it manifests in the shape of a colossal behemoth. With multiple horns, arms, massive black bat-like wings, razor-sharp teeth, an absurdly muscular body, and a long spiky tail, this walking titan glares immensely as steams starts to come out its mouth. A real fiendish and chaotic figure that was befitting of a Kijin like your mother. She made Medaka seem like a mere kitten in terms of alpha presence.
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>>3967256

“I thought I told you that I got your rhythm down. But even as I say that I must admit what you just pulled off managed to surprise even me. Honestly to be caught off guard by seeing my own son pull off ancient techniques that I didn’t personally teach him. A real disgraceful act for someone who carries the title of Undefeated of the East. “ Hitomi spoke, slowly rising up to her feet as you were still taken back by the sheer ferocity that was your mother. Had you not prepare yourself previously, your fighting spirit would’ve been torn to shreds.

“Do not be mistaken, Kenichi. I’m not trembling out of fear from you. The fear I’m feeling is towards myself once I revert back. Even now this body of mine is quaking with excitement over fighting someone strong that it gives off a scaredy-cat vibe.” Hitomi explains, her body moving to take a couple of stretches to really loosen the joints. Her slit jade green eyes glance back to you as the manifestation of fighting spirit around her dissipates. Despite that, the ground continues to tremble from her remaining presence. “Oh, dear. Here I am suppressing it, and it’s still affecting the ground like this. Truly shameful to the point of being stressful.”

“That has nothing to do with it, does it? You say you’re not trembling out of fear but you’re purposely holding yourself back because you’re scared of what might happen. So why not worry about it?” You smile, putting your hands in your pockets as you start the standoff.

“...” Hitomi paused, shifting her eyes rather sharply at you just moments after finishing her stretches.

“To me, it sounds like too much of a bother to restrain yourself. So If you’re feeling shameful about it and feeling the stress then just let loose with your full power. Undefeated of the East.” At this point you let your bancho presence comes out as you egg your mother on with a cocky grin.

“You foolish boy! Now that’s what I call being arrogant!” Immediately after shouting Hitomi let loose a powerful wave of Ki from her body. Bracing yourself from the sudden burst you manage to firmly plant your feet against the ground and keep yourself from being flung out of the dojo in a violent hurricane. That said, you feel yourself sliding across the ground as you went past several yards from your mother. Perhaps you did rather too well in pissing your mother off.

“Very well. Although this form is still enough to defeat you, I won’t turn down your eager provoking to see my true form. Truth be told, I hate reverting back to such a form. In addition to it not being cute I have an especially hard time reeling in back my urges. But before you become compliance in your conceited boasting about surpassing me. Then I’ll show you what exactly you’ll be surpassing. “ Hitomi states, letting out a small sigh before closing her eyes.
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Hmm...maybe we should've made sure we had a backup box of sweets in case things went south?
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Watching closely you saw your mother’s body start to give off a glowing green aura. Her ki now being visible to the naked eye shows that she was getting serious. Emitting a rather ominous glow, Hitomi’s body starts to change. Slowly she starts to grow, packing in more mass by the second upon dropping her child-like form. Her Chinese attire stretches to contain her growing form, barely containing the behemoth in human form. As if you can call the intimidating figure rising to form human. This was far different from the mature yet sexy appearance of her middle-age form.


Practically speechless at her transformation, you tilt your head upwards to look up to your mother upon completion. Towering above you was a massive and extremely muscular woman, easily several times the size of her petite and small form. Her cheongsam or Chinese dress was now reduced to that of a mere top, further exposing her robust and savage physique. Standing in front of you was not a human but a Kijin considering just how “wicked” you felt their presence in addition to the extremely intimidating expression.

Yet even in her aggressive state, there was a sense a tranquility and level-headedness. Tranquil fury best describes the devilish person in front of you. “Kenichi, this is my last word of advice. Guard yourself as best you can and don’t ever drop it. Or else…” Before you could even blink your mother suddenly disappears from your sight. Quickly you dart your eyes to look for her only to find out Hitomi was standing right behind you.

“..I really will kill you,” Hitomi exclaims, her voice becoming menacing despite sounding exactly what a respected grandmaster would be.

>How do you proceed?

>Attack her head on before she has the chance to attack
>Back away before following up with another Tsubame Gaeshi
>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand
>Admit your shortcomings and run for your life
>Other [write-in]
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>>3967291
>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand
Well, you heard her. We'll have to use everything we have to survive this.
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>>3967291
>>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand
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>>3967291
>>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand
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>>3967291
>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand
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>>3967291
>>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand

Draw out all the possible advantages we might have. Now we are fighting with our life on the line!
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>>3967291
>>Switch things up by relying on swordsmanship instead of hand to hand
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So since we can do anime esque things, think we can pull off Ultra Instinct?
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>>3968283
Probably isn't out of the realm of possibility in a series like this.
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>>3968283
>>3968331

Considering Ultra Instincts is just Mushin dragonballfied yes it is possible to pull off anime esque things. Heaven's sake there's a guy who is nothing but a walking UI bot. You'll meet him later.
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>>3968349

Getting close to being done with the post but I got one question. Since Kenichi is using a Reverse Blade Katana, what type of sword does he prefer? In before I get everyone wanting a giant pesh-kabz or butcher knife like Ichigo
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>>3968452
The type of sword that Kenichi likes is too big to be called a sword. It's more like a hunk of iron.
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>>3968452
He doesn't limit himself to one sword, but rather uses whatever the situation demands. However, his favorite swords are the giant butcher knife because Ichigo (and nobody expects MAXIMUM SPEED from a sword that big), and a katana as a sidearm. He carries them together, forming an oversized daisho.
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>>3968472
>>3968469

Going with the rule of cool for fight harder not smarter. I can accept that.
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>>3968491

Now that's more practical.
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>>3968452
>>3968491
I like this anon's idea, we got a beeg sword but we're much faster with it than people expect, plus a katana if we ever need it.
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>>3968002

Through instincts alone, you suddenly dropped to your feet. Doing so you narrowly avoided the side palm chop that came your way. The air pressure cutting through the surroundings like a sharp, precise sword stroke. Seeing it in action reaffirms the long-time theory that your mother mastered all the weapon portions of martial arts if only so she can further incorporate the practices into her preferred unarmed style. Of course, it didn’t change the fact she knew how to wield them like an extension of her body or conceal them with the hidden weapon style. But to her, nothing could compare to her own two proud fists and legs.

Quickly you sprint away from Hitomi who chose to remain stationary, already gathering what you have decided to do for your next move. In hand to hand combat, you didn’t stand a ghost of a chance combating your mother without being utterly demolished. Therefore, the best course of action was to fight this Kijin with a weapon. Though it wasn’t just any weapon style, but your preferred weapon of combat, swordsmanship. As you move forward towards your armory, you begin to think about what type of sword would be best.

On the top of your head, you thought a Bokuto or Shinai would be good if you were facing a normal person. However, this was your mother, and with hulking stature, it’ll most likely shattered against her presence much less her steel-like flesh. For you, there was only one weapon in your family’s arsenal that was perfect for training. The Sakabato, otherwise called the reverse blade katana, a custom made katana that’s inverse in order to use sword techniques non-lethally among other applications. There was a Sakabato version for every kind of Asian sword out there but you went for the tried and true zanbatō.

Although different from the standard, it was oversized to the point that it was a hunk of iron. Accompanying it was a trusty daitō Katana, a secondary weapon you generally use out of your favorites when the zanbatō couldn’t be used to its full potential. It also serves as the secondary piece for when combined together it makes for an oversized daishō for an effective trump card.
Now fully armed you made your way back to confronting your mother. Truthfully you wanted to bring in more swords but you decided against that. Speed is important and having too many weapons would only weigh you down as instructed by maguro and one other who you call sensei.

Although your mother taught you the basics of swordsmanship in her martial arts training there was actually one person who actually taught you everything you know when it comes to wielding a sword. A mysterious man who was actually one of your mother’s long-time friends and fellow colleagues back in her youth. If she did not teach you directly, she had a specialist in weapons fill in the gaps. Mother’s love aside, she was very thorough in expanding your horizon.
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>>3968540

That said, there was still the element of surprise as you kept your swords close to you. In between that, there were the moves you learned from Namida, a master at ancient swordsmanship in addition to her personal style. Compiling all the knowledge you currently have, you begin to formulate a plan as you make your way back to the dojo. Still standing at the center was Hitomi, arms folded out as she closed her eyes in meditation. It was taking a lot of self-control containing her violent impulses and battle obsessed urges.

“Sorry for the wait, I’m ready to fight you now...Undefeated of the East.” You declare, pulling out the zanbatō first and taking a stance. Your rigorous training made wielding the blade virtually effortless despite its massive size and density. More impressive is how fast you moved despite hauling such a large slab of steel.

“Then I hope for your sake preparations are enough and you head my advice. It’s been far too long since I been like this. So if you want to walk out of this with only broken bones, then stay sharp, push yourself to your limits, always be observant and never stop thinking. Cause when I take this form, my lust for fighting kicks in and uninhibited any and all distractions, including my love for my idiot son.” Hitomi explains, cracking her knuckles as that familiar presence exerts from her body. Slowly she takes the stance of the black tiger, symbolizing that she’s going to use her preferred means of unarmed combat...Chinese Kenpo.

>How do you proceed?

>Try to overpower her with the zanbatō, on the sight of an opening, immediately follow up with a “Getsuga Tensho”
>Keep moving erratically and rely on the Substitution Technique and Bunshin to avoid attack and attempt to read your mother’s “rhythm”
>Stick to defense and tank her blows until you see an opening for Tsubame Gaeshii
>Other [write-in]
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>>3968575
>Keep moving erratically and rely on the Substitution Technique and Bunshin to avoid attack and attempt to read your mother’s “rhythm”
>When you see an opening, strike with Tsubame Gaeshi, and when your mother is blocking the other attacks shift into a Getsuga Tenshou
My backup plan is to let her grab us, sub out at the last moment and hit her with a Getsuga when she's distracted.
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>>3968575
>>Keep moving erratically and rely on the Substitution Technique and Bunshin to avoid attack and attempt to read your mother’s “rhythm”
Let's see if we can try and find some sort of pattern in her movements, would make it a little leasier to fight as opposed to swinging and hoping for the best.

Also remind us to do something nice for our dear mother since she went through the trouble of pulling out this form for us QM. She probably has a cooldown phase after using it where she's bed-ridden or something.
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>>3968575
>>3968590
I'll support this.

>>3968594
Her transformations have been described like Bisky's so I'm assuming it actually takes nothing extra to fight in the form, just whatever amount of exertion she suffers when fighting normally.
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>>3968628
Oh, I still agree with doing something nice for her, though. Even if she kicks our ass, this is great training for us. Probably the toughest fight we've had outside of the curbstomp we got back in middle school.
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>>3968575
>>Keep moving erratically and rely on the Substitution Technique and Bunshin to avoid attack and attempt to read your mother’s “rhythm”
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>>3968590
>>3968628
>>3968710
>>3968594

Almost done writing but if you want to start rolling now and not after the next post for luck you can.
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Rolled 67, 38, 20 = 125 (3d100)

>>3968814
Number One, give me strength.
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>>3968814
>>3968818

Once you begin to get into position, you start to notice something off from the seven-foot hulking grandmaster. Normally one would use tekkō gauntlets for their arms and legs when fighting against weapon users as an unarmed combatant. A gesture that was completely unnecessary for Hitomi. Not that she was arrogant to believe she wouldn’t ever get hit despite her experience and foresight, it was because she s mastered the Iron Shirt technique. A move where one hardens the body to protect themselves. For Hitomi, it was no different than constantly wearing the strongest armor, bouncing off all kinds of attacks without her even recoiling.

Even without it, her extremely well-trained physique was no different than hard rubber, though you feel inclined to compare it to an “iron balloon”. From turning all of her muscles into pink muscles to reinforcing her skins and bones, there was no weak point on her body. Heck, you begin to argue if she was virtually unbreakable with how long you observed her.. Even a weapon meant for killing wouldn’t be enough to pierce through such thickening bulk of hardened flesh. At least, not unless the wielder was at least a seasoned master. Even so, you just couldn’t imagine someone breaking through decades of harsh physical conditioning and hellish training.

With that, you focus your mind and remove yourself from all hesitation and doubt. Anything less than your absolute best won’t cut it, she can handle it. On the sounds of metaphorical bell ring, you spring to the side before moving around the room at top speed. Strangely it would take you notoriously less time than it would to make a field of Bunshins from version two to hide in. If your mother has your rhythm then you were going to do the same. Unfortunately, Hitomi has other plans as she takes a small breath.

With only a single flex from her bulging muscles, tremendous force executes around Hitomi. Taking the form of an omnidirectional wave, it blows away all the afterimages in an instant. The force was enough to push you upwards from the ground, forcing you airborne as you see your mother disappearing from your sight. Focusing intensely on your surroundings, you saw a blur of your mother coming from the side. Lunging at you with tremendous force, your mind briefly envision your mother as a rampaging giantess while you were an insignificant ant about to be squashed.
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Rolled 34, 15, 76 = 125 (3d100)

>>3968814
Let these dice please our chaos fiance
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>>3968839

Just barely in the nick of time did you break out of being terrified and used substitution to avoid Hitomi’s Iron Palm attack. The force it carries was absurd as it spun your body around like a spinning top. Struggling against the g-force, you shift your body accordingly to land on your foot on the side of the wall. Not giving you any time to recover your mother was just inches away from striking you down. Jumping upwards to the celling you find yourself once again barely able to dodge your mother’s next attack. At least she was keeping her promise to fighting with the intent to kill.

Over the course of the next several encounters, it played out the same. You trying to distance yourself from Hitomi with Shinsoku, only for Hitomi to close the gap with just pure, raw legwork. After that, you barely scrape by with a well-timed substitution and/or bunshin to avoid a pulverizing blow. As terrifying as this ordeal was, you feel strangely excited about it. Almost as if you were reliving a time you once forgotten. You start seeing visions of a young woman with scarlet hair glowing with such fluorescence that it made you think of Goku’s Super Saiyan form. Absolute strength that render skills and techniques outdated. The very strength your younger self longed for.

The memories were hazy but it was slowly becoming clearer to you as you continue to dodge with all your might. While you felt something important in these memories, you didn’t let them distract you from the current threat. In your constant game of “tag”, you did start to see traces of your mother rhythm. Despite not at the level of understanding you desired, you forcibly come to the decision to attack now. Now realizing at the rate she was going she was going to catch you, you set your plan into action. Backed up to a corner you push yourself forward towards the sprinting Hitomi. Surrounding you was a series of bunshin for added confusion.

Hitomi doesn’t bat a single eye, only moving forward and now in striking range. In response to this, you proceed with the Tsubame Gaeshi as your speed changes erratically. On the dime, you swing your zanbatō in a downward swing, following up by splitting your blade’s movement to two forty-five-degree angled slashes. As the arching blades close on to Hitomi from all sides, she only retaliates by just angling her body into the opening in the Tsubame Gaeshi. Her right hand slowly thrusts forward, getting ready for another open palm strike.
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>>3968885

Anticipating this you twist your sword back into position. Instead of delivering five strikes, you converted your energy into saving it for the true aspect of the Tsubame Gaeshi. Using its reversal capabilities to the fullest, you lung your sword forward against your mother as she reaches the opening. Like before you utilize your erratic speed to your advantage as you build up momentum. With your sword strike accelerating at incredible speeds, combined with the massive weight of your sword, Hitomi was soon to be in a world of hurt.

“Getsuga Tenshō!” You scream, slamming your sword upward with all your might, causing a strong updraft as the force upturns the field of kinetic energy and magnifies it in its chaotic state. Dust quickly formed from the brunt of your attack. Like before you feel as if you hit something, still you continue to keep on guard as you hold your blade tightly. Strangely you find it rather difficult to pull your blade out as if it was stuck.

As the dust settles you were met with a rather shocking turn of events. Through the use of excellent muscle control, Hitomi managed to absorb and cushion the blow before contracting the muscles to catch the hunk of metal in the strike. Effectively neutralizing the force of the attack and disrupting its impact. Now you didn’t expect to actually manage to actually injure your mother, more likely you expected her to dodge or deflect it. But for her to not dodge and instead catch your signature attack so easily. Even the full brunt of Tsubame Gaeshi was tanked through.

“Very good Kenchan~ Perfect form and execution of techniques. Even I in my cute form will have trouble coming out with only a few wounds. You really have proved yourself worthy of praise. Unfortunately for you, you’re fighting the real me. Now tell me what was Medaka-chan’s phrase again? There’s no reason for me to get attacked by you. Therefore, there’s no reason for me to dodge~.” Hitomi spoke, grinning devilishly as she slams her palm against your abdomen. Intense pain followed by puking up blood, your body swiftly drops to the ground before wreathing in pain.

“Come on, think of something else. Anything else~ It’s been so long since I let loose, so I won’t forgive you if that attack alone was enough to bring you down~” Hitomi cracks her knuckles, licking the blood off from her finger as her abnormal personality was kicking in. Rather than the sweet and kind mother, you was staring at a true fighting eccentric beast. You begin to realize why she normally keeps herself restrained. "Come on, fight me~

>How do you proceed?

>Back away from your mother and recover your strength
>Pull yourself together and stick to defending
>Retaliate by fighting her aggressively and overpower her
>Switch to your Katana and resort to Iaido.
>Other [write-in]
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>>3968897
Well lads, it was a good run while it lasted, it's been an honour having this adventure with you all.

>Switch to your Katana and resort to Iaido.
As much as I'd like to just go balls to the wall and go on the offense, that'll probably just lead to a world of hurt. And even keeping our distance with our techniques is slowly losing its power as she's just closing the distance in seconds.

On the other hand, there's a part of me that feels like we should be matching her crazed battle-hungry expression, like it runs in the family and we're just as happy to be in this situation where we're staring death in the face and grinning
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>>3968897
>Switch to your Katana and resort to Iaido.
Attacking leads to death, defending is useless and retreating is difficult at best.
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>>3968897
>>Switch to your Katana and resort to Iaido.

>>3968907
Think of it as calling upon our father's calm, collected, gentleman spirit. We've been shown to inherit from both our parents, even if there's a clear bias from which. Our swords are symbolic of that too. Duality and shit, son. We switch to the katana and go cold blooded.
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>>3968897
>Switch to your Katana and resort to Iaido.
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>>3968907
>>3968911
>>3969000
>>3969041

Alright since I had woken up abruptly let's squeeze out an early bird post. So give me those rolls.
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Rolled 40, 44, 46 = 130 (3d100)

>>3969088
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>>3969088

Luckily taking the full brunt of your mother’s attack didn’t break any bones or cause any internal ruptures. However, your breathing was haggard and your body was out of sync from having the wind knocked out of you. Quickly you try to stabilize your breathing through Qigong. Simultaneously you pick yourself up from the ground, letting go of your Zanbatō as it was clenched tightly against your mother’s chest and abdomen. Seeing you rising to your feet made your mother start to make a rather sadistic smile, her bloodlust rising. Honestly, if it wasn’t for daily training, chances are you’d be currently knocked out in your own vomit.

“Aaaah~ Kenichi, you do your mother proud to bounce back from one of her love taps. As if my son can be treated the same as any other normal. Not with your training and conditioning.” Hitomi praises you, grabbing the Zanbatō barehanded and removes it from her chest. Purposely inflicting damage on to herself as acknowledgment, you watch closely as the large scar on her chest closing up through muscle control. You knew with chi your mother could easily boost her natural healing to restore herself but she was too filled with bloodlust to care.

“Nay Kenichi, you won’t let this stop you, won’t you? You wanted to see your dear mama bring out her true strength. You wanted to surpass her and become the next undefeated of the east right? Nay, you wanted to defeat the extraordinary people, to prove your self-worth despite not being born special, much less extraordinary like your family. That’s why you became a delinquent in middle school, to force yourself into constant combat, to keep on pushing your limits and surpassing them, all to beat those people.” Hitomi asks, setting the sword down on the ground before kneeling to look at you eye to eye. This gave you a perfect view of your mother’s savage appearance, right down to her slit eyes and sharp canines. You chose to be silent to focus on recovery.

“So don’t settle for this one blow and tap out Kenichi. Keep improving, maintain sharp reactions, adapt to your adversity before overcoming it, continue nurturing your steadfast determination and iron resolve, refrain from softening up, and maintain your focus. Never forget what drives you even now. Cause even now I’m still your mother and your mother loves you. So as a good parent, I’ll do my best to make you strong. While simultaneously nurturing my own bad habit. Yes, my selfish desire to find and fight strong opponents. “ Hitomi reflects, keeping some ounce of her normal personality in her current battle crazed state of mind.
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>>3969134

“Normals, Specials Abnormals, Minuses, and all those in between. All of that is meaningless distractions that obscures the one simple category. Those who are strong and those who are weak. I taught you in the past that there’s no shame in being weak, only if you choose to stay that way. Especially when you have the opportunity to make becoming stronger a reality. This is one of those times my foolish son. Take the opportunity and become stronger for your mommy. “ Hitomi points her finger at your nose. Even in this state, her mother’s love and nurturing spirit was leaking out. Although in this case, it’s riddled with the savage brutality of a lioness as she acknowledging your strength and pushing you to become stronger.

“Here’s where the fun begins. “ As Hitomi smiles madly, her eyes briefly widens as she realizes what her twisted personality was implying. Covering her mouth for a bit out of shock, Hitomi closes her eyes and resumes a cheerful if not savage smile, exposing her elongated canines. “Oh, but don’t worry about it. On the off chance I do end up killing you, I’ll use my chi to fix your body and bring you back up to shape. Just so we can go back to us brutalizing each other~”

Now fully recovered from the palm strike you backed away from your Zanbatō. Attacking head-on and aggressively was suicide, especially when your mother is like this. Retreating was equally futile, at best you’ll have difficulty even attempting a getaway. Defending and tanking was out of the question since one blow alone was enough to knock the stuffing out of you. Running out of options, you decide on relying on one hit knockout techniques to build some sort of weak point on your mother’s impregnable fortress castle.

After putting some distance between you and your mother, you quickly grab your Daitō sword and take a stance. Imedantly Hitomi glances your abrupt switching from brute swordsmanship to a more well-defined and focused Iaido style. Or rather the ancient form of it Iajutsu. Hitomi only whistles in delight as she braces herself accordingly by bulking up. Even now your body felt that familiar overwhelming presence as it starts to tremble. Memories of that moment flashes in your mind as you feel the images getting clear. Once again you try to shake them be and focus your mind on recalling your father’s calm, collected, gentleman spirit.

Slowly you focus on becoming clear and serene, reaching that state of mind where everything is tranquil and still. A clear heart without ill feelings or doubts such as guilt, giving one the ability to surpass their skills. The Shitsui Taizen serves a prerequisite towards the path of Mushin otherwise called Empty Mind. Hitomi meanwhile starts to dig her feet deep into the ground, taking a steadfast and strong stance similarly that of sumo. Practically unmovable, you respond to this by kneeling down and gripping yourself just moments after lunging forward.
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>>3969243

“Yoko ichimon-ji!” Drawing your sword with precision and speed, you deliver a strong horizontal draw slash att Hitomi. A bright flash emits from the blade, clashing fiercely at Hitomi as it illuminates the entire room in its radiance. Focusing closely you can see your blade connecting to your mother. Sadly the attack didn’t bear fruit as it rests currently in your mother’s mouth, completely untouched by the attack.

“Hmm, the Shitsui Taizen wasn’t it? Using such a move to remove your inhibitors both physical and mental and reach your untapped potential. Very nice~ Truly what I expect from my son~ That is….if you were able to truly pull it off.” Hitomi spoke while gripping the blade tighter with her teeth. If she wanted to, Hitomi could easily break the steel blade with a single bite. Met with a sharp look of disappointment, you began to fall quickly with dread.

“You’re still not there yet. What a pity.” Before you can respond, a series of bruises start to appear on your body. It seems like in between blocking your attack with her mouth, she used both hands to deliver the counterstrike. A multitude of delayed strikes-through Chinese Kenpo, you couldn’t help but think of the battle between Kenshin Himura and Aoshi Shinomori. At least, that would happen if your body didn’t collapse to the ground.

>Succumb to your injuries and return to that classroom
>Refuse to call it quits and stand back up to fight
>Admit defeat and focus on keeping yourself conscious
>Other [write-in]
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>>3969257
>Refuse to call it quits and stand back up to fight
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>>3969257
>Refuse to call it quits and stand back up to fight
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>>3969257
>>Refuse to call it quits and stand back up to fight
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>>3969257
>>Refuse to call it quits and stand back up to fight
We've already come this far.
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>>3969257

>Refuse to call it quits and stand back up to fight

MAXIMUM
SHOUNEN
POWER
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>>3969267
>>3969289
>>3969409
>>3969480
>>3970259

Well looks like we're going full shonen. Kudos There goes meeting Ajimu again.
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>>3970274
It's fine, would've been too early to meet with her again, anyway. Pacing would be off! Narrative law is still in place and thus Ajimu despairs.

Also, looking back at when we encountered her in the beginning of the quest, it's quite a disconnect between the arrogant and prideful Kenichi and current Kenichi. Was that just how the devil bancho acted in middle school?
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>>3970274

Just for that one instant you were left completely flabbergasted by your mother’s graceful assault. Although the bruises on your abdomen and shoulders weren’t fatal, it didn’t take away how pulverizing they are. What may be considered love taps from Hitomi were finishing moves from regular martial arts masters. To say you were fighting an adult Medaka Kurokami would arguably be accurate yet also an insult to the cultivation of martial arts and experience that Hitomi carries. Upon pondering this, you felt everything around you starting to spin and distort as your equilibrium is thrown out of whack.

Slowly you try picking yourself up only to quickly collapse back onto the ground’s surface. Vision going black with the side effect of being hazy, the taste of blood flowing in your mouth, and body shaking constantly from the impending fear. Not the fear of death no, but from the terrorizing presence that was Hitomi Hakumasa. She truly was someone worthy of the name Tohō Fuhai. Still, there was room for doubt at Hitomi’s claims given how she’s been contradicting herself.
No, it’s because you have been trained by your mom for all these years to know that she’s serious. She was the woman who tossed her children off a large cliff and have them climb back up as a test.

“Oho? Still refusing to stay down and call it quits. Kenichi, you’re so….so…” Hitomi studders, tilting her head down, hair covering her eyes as she grips her face. Her body shakes tremendously as you soon caught a glimpse of a wide puffed up grin on her face as she looks up at the ceiling. Severe euphoria was gushing out of your mother over such hardboiled resolve. “wonderful~ Just like your father, that cool gentleman spirit resonate inside you.”

Before you had the chance to speak, Hitomi suddenly grabs your head and pull you back up to your feet. Staring face to face with your mother gave you a better understanding of her violent impulses and ravenous hunger for battle. Licking her plump lips at your beaten and battered body, Hitomi gently kisses your forehead. Like a mother sharing her overflowing love for her children, you feel her chi flowing into you, giving you refound vigor and recovery. Like it or not, your second wind was coming with a vengeance.

“There we go~ Consider it a reward for meeting mommy’s expectation and continuing this fight. I get goosebumps thinking about how your father, Heiji no Kaitō or the Phantom Thief of the West managed to steal my heart during our many confrontations. A true trickster gentleman~” Hitomi swoons in euphoria, clapping her hands against her face and closing her eyes. She was acting like a schoolgirl still in love despite her appearance. You didn’t interrupt her, especially now since talking about “acting her age” would get you killed in a heartbeat.
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>>3970444

I'm rather surprised someone noticed that. Yes, you're right that its a reflection of how the devil banchou acted in middle school, pushed to its logical conclusion. You are still a jerk with a heart of gold. But you humbled yourself since then and been trying to keep that arrogant side of you repressed/dormant. Just like the similar battle craze urges like your mother has. Just like Ichigo
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>>3970473


“Sorry about that. It must be embarrassing seeing your mommy like this. Let’s get back to the brutal battle.” Hitomi smiles, clapping her hands together in an apology. Despite her terrifyingly ferocious face, she looks rather adorable like a docile lioness as she briefly laments on her youth. That soon fades as she returns to her battle craved demeanor and walking back. Leaving you to reach for your sword and get back into fighting position.

Suddenly as you watch your mother from behind, you saw her disappearing right in front of you. Unlike before you keep your eyes locked on your mother, barely keeping up with her motion. In front of you, you begin to see how her silent movements rapidly switch between fast and slow motions. The fluidity of motion combined with the constantly changing speed led to the creation of this phantom effect. Controlling her movement through fancy footwork, Hitomi was able to exploit the limits of the human vision to create a distorting image of Hitomi appearing and disappearing like a flickering flame.

What started with one ended up becoming two and multiplying from there. Soon you bare witness to a multitude of different clones moving in rhythm in their motions. At first, it looks like she was performing version two of your Bancho Barrage. Upon closer expectation, you soon learned that it was far from the truth. Her movements were that of flowing water, smooth and elegant as she slides through the battlefield like a graceful assassin. A different application of the Shinsoku that you have grown accustomed to using.

As much as you hated to admit it, your mother was pulling off the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu better than you. An ancient technique of ninjutsu that the Fuuma clan, masters of bunshins were known for. But unlike the clan, your mother was making tangible clones through her chi, similar to Naruto Uzumaki. It was the indication that serves as the basis for version three of Banchou Barrage though at best it was only put into theory rather than applied and refined like the others. Still, seeing it in action did confirm that the method was possible. Though it insulted your pride seeing your mother refine your versions one by one before disappearing again.

>Dodge and counterattack
>Evade and try to follow your mother's movements to mimic them
>Block the attack and go for a grapple
>Meet the attack head and try to redirect it back to your mother
>Other [write-in]
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>>3970548
>>Evade and build up your strength
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>>3970548

>Meet the attack head and try to redirect it back to your mother

NEVER RELENT IN THE FACE OF THE ENEMY, MEET EVERY BLOW AND STRIKE BACK WITH ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE AND MORE
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>>3970553
>>Evade and try to follow your mother's movements to mimic them
Oh shit, here we go again. Just like learning the Shukuchi.
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>>3970560

Swapping to this

>Evade and try to follow your mother's movements to mimic them
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>>3970553
>Evade and try to follow your mother's movements to mimic them
geez kenichi, how come your mom lets you be two shonen protags
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>>3970565
>>3970569
>>3970576
>>3970554
>3970554

And it's unanimous, we're going Goku style on this bitch. Akune and Medaka would be proud.

Same rules as before, so give me those rolls.
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Rolled 15, 22, 91 = 128 (3d100)

>>3970617
Witness me
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Rolled 82, 43, 26 = 151 (3d100)

>>3970617
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Rolled 30, 59, 32 = 121 (3d100)

>>3970617
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Rolled 44, 42, 65 = 151 (3d100)

>>3970617
So how do you determine our success from the rolls QM? Do you just look at the total?Or do you look at each individual number?
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>>3970643

I look at each number, usually picking the best one out there. Unless you hit a crit success or get a failure number like 2. That overrides any other number unless its a crit success. Then they just cancel each other out and I pick the next best one.
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>>3970654
So the numbers picked this time would be 91, 82 and 59?
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>>3970870
It's best 'one' so 91. Seems like we actually do technically pick best of 9.
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>>3970617

With this being the third time you saw your mother disappearing on your watch, your eyes begin slowly adjusting to her rhythm. It’ll be easier getting it beat by beat if you allowed yourself to get pummeled, banking on your hard earn ability to tank blows. Unfortunately, you couldn’t afford such acts of endurance to adapt and improve when a single blow from your mom is enough to have you pushing up daisies.

Shifting your body to the right you find yourself quickly avoiding a downward open palm strike. Seeing the attack leaves a noticeable dent on the reinforced wooden floor reassured you that absorbing the blow was out of the question. Jumping backward results in helping you extend the distance between you and your mother as she moves towards chasing you. Once again resuming this game of tag, you put your fancy footwork and acrobatics to the test avoiding your mother’s relentless attacks. When that wasn’t enough, you followed by using trickery such as bunshin to substitution yourself with.
To the best of your abilities, you continue just barely dodging by a hair’s breathe. Each scrapping encounter brought forth experience and wisdom, making you just a bit better than you were previously. In between evading and running your mind observes and watches Hitomi’s motions closely. Her body’s rhythm was slowly etching itself, each movement and action becoming easier to follow. Before long they were no longer blinding blurs too fast for the naked eye to perceive, instead, they were detailed if still fast-paced incoming blows. If that wasn’t a sign of progress than you didn’t know what is.

Still, it didn’t change the fact that it was taking your all to just avoid direct hits. Your pride as a former bancho wouldn’t let you stick to running away from your mother. Otherwise, it’ll shame the true purposes of your family’s secret technique. Feeling the strong desire to do better, you commit yourself to copying your mother’s motions. If she was going through the effort of teaching you through this barbaric barrage, then who are you to turn it down. Adjusting your body closely you transition yourself into the mimicry. Changing your breathing techniques to match your mother’s rhythm, your body starts to move erratically.

Unlike previously where it was chaotic and spontaneously rabid, your movements became smooth and ever-flowing. As you dodge Hitomi’s next kick, your body gracefully hops and turns to avoid the incoming open palm strike without wasted motions. While not to the same level as Hitomi, your motions have drastically improved compared to the rugged and half-polished moves from before. You even feel like it may be possible to use the Kage Bunshin like your mother. Of course, it was only a theory. In any case, you now have your mother’s rhythm and motions committed to memory.
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>>3970883
Hmm,I know I'm gonna sound crazy but maybe we should consider asking the QM to cut it down to just 1d100? Rolling nine times seems a little generous to us. That's what I think at least.
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>>3970890

As you pondered on your next course of action after jumping into the air, Hitomi suddenly changes her speed again. With a single leap, she catches up to you, moving at speeds akin to instantaneous teleportation. Looking at her closely, you saw Hitomi having a wide smile. Although she said no words, you got the impression that through your imitation Hitomi deemed you worthy to start taking things to the next stage. Closing her palm, Hitomi’s hands start to take the form into a fist, switching her Chinese Kenpo into Shaolin Boxing. In an instant, Hitomi starts delivering a serious of punches, all exceeding the level of mere feints as they closing in.

>How do you proceed

>Follow your mother’s rhythm and slip through the flaming barrages to escape
>Meet your mother blow for blow and try and break through her offense
>Improvise with the Substitution Technique to get into her blindspot for a counterattack
>Dive right into the assault, tanking the blows until you successfully grapple your mother
>Other [write-in]
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>>3970903
>Follow your mother’s rhythm and slip through the flaming barrages to escape
Be like the water, Kenichi!
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>>3970903
>>Improvise with the Substitution Technique to get into her blindspot for a counterattack
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>>3970903
Can we mix
>Follow your mother’s rhythm and slip through the flaming barrages to escape
and
>Improvise with the Substitution Technique to get into her blindspot for a counterattack
Like we try and read her rhythm and slip out of the barrage right into one of her blindspots where we can hopefully do some damage?
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>>3970903
>>Follow your mother’s rhythm and slip through the flaming barrages to escape
More Speeeeeeeeed
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>>3970922

it's possible.

>>3970901

Also, I have been considering making normal rolls back to 1d100 but making number 1 mode boosts the die count when active.
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>>3970903
>>3970922
I'll support this.
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>>3970936
Now that I'm thinking about it we've only just started tracking her movements somewhat, trying to read her in a way that allows us to maneuver to her blindspot would be pretty tough to pull off even with Number One.

>Also, I have been considering making normal rolls back to 1d100 but making number 1 mode boosts the die count when active.
I'm all for this, I like the drama that comes with failing a few rolls every so often.
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>>3970922
Supporting
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>>3970922

Since this is probably going to win, let's start these rolls.

It's only fair after this fight to go to the new setup so once again give me those rolls.
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Rolled 9, 51, 98 = 158 (3d100)

>>3970972
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Rolled 6, 51, 1 = 58 (3d100)

>>3970972

Here we go
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Rolled 3, 64, 46 = 113 (3d100)

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>>3970978
BASED. WRECK THIS FOOL.
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>>3970978
Oh boy.
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>>3970978
>1
Let's fucking goooooooooooooooo
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>>3970946
>allows us to maneuver to her blindspot would be pretty tough to pull off even with Number One
『Number One』heard you were talking shit
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>>3970972

Met with a terrifying sight your body reels over in panic as you try to observe your mother. Judging from your mother’s movement, she was delivering at least a hundred punches towards you per second. Strangely you got the feeling if she was super serious she could manage a thousand but that was beyond overkill. Either way, the barrage blows were traveling from all directions. Not leaving a single opening for you to use to escape. To make matters worse your mother was closing the gap between you at a dangerous pace. With yourself stuck in the air and no time to escape or set up a substitution, it seems defeat was imminent.

As you think about your end as death came closer, you find yourself in conflict with yourself. A stubborn refusal to give up pushes you to think of any sort of way to escape from your predicament, coming up with the Shitsui Taizen as your only means to get out of this ordeal. On the other hand, part of you has quickly made peace with the immediate threat of death coming your way. In a way, you acknowledged that you did everything in your power. These two aspects of yourself start to blend together. Instead of lashing out into rage, your mind, body, and soul starts to become...tranquil.

Like a drop of water hitting the pond inside an empty cave, you felt all your concerns and thoughts dissipating. Your mind believed that the state you were currently undergoing was precisely what you wanted. However, deep down in your heart, you know this to be a different feeling. A feeling that was cool as the lake but warm like a spring. Flowing like the river stream, your body began to harmonize with the incoming force and energy. As Hitomi throws her comprised series of punches, she begins to pick up on your improved speed and maneuverability, documenting the glide like Noelle Silver’s Valkyrie Dress.

Shitsu Taizen...no, this level of movement and fluidity exceeds that. This has to be the second step to the path of Mushin, Meikyo-Shisui. As Hitomi pictures the concept, your body puts it into action as you continue to slide through her barrage of blows. Adding on to the serenity of your heart you adopt a clear mind. Ceasing mental instincts to cleanse the mind and attain spiritual tranquillity. Thus, becoming like a clear reflection on a pond, you start matching Hitomi’s tempo and rhythm. Move for move you blocked and neutralize any punches that came your way.
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>>3971129

Slipping through the incoming barrage without resistance, your body descends downwards towards the ground. Landing softly without a sound, your body disappears yet again. Replicating your mother’s movements allowed you to move at a much faster speed without resorting to using techniques to achieve the same result at a greater cost to stamina. Grabbing your Zanbatō you silently combine it with the Daitō, merging the two weapons into its Daishō state. Following up with another jump you spring forward towards Hitomi just as she was about to break out of her tempo.

“Hiken, Tsubame Tenshō !” You whispered, unleashing three consecutive arc waves in the form of crescent moons. All three traveled simultaneously from Hitomi’s blind spot, carrying the same prison entrapment of Tsubame Gaeshii while carrying the destructive raw power and versatility of the Getsuga Tensho. Yet the attack was more than just the sum of its parts as it rotates constantly towards Hitomi. An amalgamation of accelerating spins of such centripetal force.

With a suction like effect thanks to the vacuum, Hitomi finds herself struggling to turn, much less be able to leave in time of the blow. Closing in on her, you finish up the final step of the incoming attack. With one more horizontal swing, You pass Hitomi, striking her from all sides, hitting her with the accelerated momentum of your strike with the added circulation of the vacuums. Forcing Hitomi to spill out blood, her iron shirt defense utterly shattered, leaving quite the bruise on her body. After delivering the attack, you disappeared yet again. Hitting your foot against the sides, you lung yourself towards Hitomi who as still stunned by the attack.

“Yoko Ichimonji: Ranbu. “You whispered, slashing Hitomi get again with another horizontal slash akin to an Iaijutsu slash. But with how you were drawing your sword, it was safe to refer to as Battojutsu as Namida would say. Yet you weren’t done with just that slash. Moving your body through the wooden plating you bounce around your mother, delivering slash upon slash at ludicrous speeds. Essentially creating a pentagram will of consecutive strikes before finishing off with a downward arc strike akin to the Getsuga Tensho.
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>>3971160

Crashing down with great force, clouds of dust once again manifests as they obscure the state of Hitomi’s current condition. Disarming your sword back to its Daito state, you turn your body towards the crash. Completely unaware of the physical changes currently undergoing your body. Orange blond hair dyed in a bluish silver shade, your hair now became lightly spiker and more solid, with barely any loose strands. Bulking like a bodybuilder, your form appear taller and more muscular than normal, causing you to rip out of your shirt in the process.

Overflowing with vigorous energy, you remain still in a tranquil state while maintaining focus. The only sound in your head was a faint description. 「Number One: The One」 has been unlocked, current state not yet perfected. Before the chance to figure out what was that familiar voice was, you were met with vision. It was the same vision that has been constantly replaying in your mind. That mysterious scarlet haired woman towering overall now becoming clear as you felt the need to utter those words.

“Medaka Kurokami….War God Mode.” Reflecting upon this discovery, your head twists back to look at what was standing against the crater. It was thoroughly worn down Hitomi currently dusting herself off from the ground. Her clothing was ragged and torn, oddly giving her a more savage appearance. Although that series of attacks did serious damage to Hitomi, here she stood with a blank expression

“Kenichi…” Hitomi whispers, taking one step further from the crater. Her mind still registering what precisely has undergone just now. Yet that smile starts to widen into a rather euphoric yet devilish grin.

“It’s gotten… SO DAMN FUN RIGHT NOW!!!!” Hitomi exclaims, releasing that overwhelming presence as the room starts to tremble immensely. That familiar presence of death now staring you closely in the face as Hitomi lungs forward.

>How do you proceed?
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>>3971196
>Wield both Daito and Zanbato simultaneously like we're going full Ichigo using his true Shikai
>Use Zanbato for offense, Daito for defense. Big Zanbato swings while Daito acts as a parrying dagger.
>Maintain offensive while testing our new body
Fucking hell, not only a brand new form but also some of our memories back? Number One a best. Real interested to see what's up with this form and how it interacts with the "temporary" part of Number One. Seems like our own version of Altered God Mode since we're all calm.

If anyone has more sound plans, please say them 'cause I'm just going by the hope that this new form runs on enough rule of cool to do whatever it wants. Anything tactical on my part would be telegraphing big wide swings with the Zanbato to bait an attack, parrying or blocking with the Daito, and then pulling Zanbato in like we've got the Scissor Blades.
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>>3971196
Seconding >>3971225
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>>3971196
>>3971225
I like this anon's plan, but I kind of also want to take another spin at that clone technique we used earlier in this new form we have. I'm not sure if they'd be more solid this time around, but they should certainly be more effective.

As a side note, god DAMN are we going to still have a house after this? Do the girls even know about how out of control this "spar" got?
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>>3971225

In your case, the naming scheme would be Scatus/Harmonic Devil Mode. But yes, in addition to unlocking a new form, a sub-branch of Number One and recovering some of your memories, your experience just went up too.

Escanor fans should rejoice as your at the peak of the summit/the high noon is here
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>>3971225

Seem like this is going to win so like always make your rolls.
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Rolled 42, 93, 25 = 160 (3d100)

>>3971270
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Rolled 59, 94, 74 = 227 (3d100)

>>3971270
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Rolled 24, 66, 82 = 172 (3d100)

>>3971270
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>>3971270

Approaching you with tremendous speed your body counters by drawing out your Daito sword in another horizontal slash. Unfortunately, it doesn’t even slow her down as it grazes her nose and sides of her right cheek. In exchange, you were met with a sharp thrust to your face. Leaning back just in the knick of time you successfully avoid the full brunt of palm strike. Even so, cuts on the side of your face began to form from brushing with the razor-sharp pressure her strike generated. Jumping further back in a flip, you quickly reel your sword back into fighting pose.

“So, you were still hiding something? To be perfectly honest I have a bunch of questions in order to ask. How did you avoid my bombarding barrage unscathed? How’d you become suddenly so strong? There’s a mountain of things I’m wondering about!” Hitomi asks, in between throwing punches to which you redirect and curved out of the way with your sword. Those you didn’t have to deflect you resorted to merely dodging them but Hitomi’s rhythm was becoming more aggressive and wild.

“But that doesn’t matter right now! Right now, let’s just enjoy this fight!!! Hey Kenichi~”

Maneuvering through the battlefield you lure Hitomi back towards your Zanbato, grabbing the blade just moments before Hitomi strikes you down with another strong punch. Only for you to block the split-second attack with your Zanbato. With both swords in arms, your tactics change drastically to adapt to the rampage of your mother. Thanks to your training, you wielded both swords in true ambidexterity fashion, not losing strength nor effectiveness in either hand. The Daito sword serves as the means to defend and parrying all of Hitomi’s punches, while the Zanbato focused primarily on big offensive swings once the opportunity arises.
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>>3972821

With these tactics the process of clashing against your mother without getting quickly destroyed soon becomes doable. In essence, what you were feeling now was rather particular. Never before did you feel your physical prowess go as high as it was right now. Or so you believed at least, your memories were a jumbled up mess. Either way, you took the time to test your body’s newfound capabilities while maintaining offense. Matching your mom move for move you find yourself becoming like that of the pond’s surface, mirroring the image in front of you and reflecting its movements like a doppelganger.

While not up to the same prowess, the gap between you and your mother wasn’t exactly as vast as it once was. Granted with your telegraphing big wide swings with the Zanbato to bait an attack, only to then parrying and/or blocking with the Daito, and then pulling Zanbato in for cross counter-strike, it seems that your mother was also disregarding defense and focusing on pure offense. No matter how much you strike her down, she keeps moving like some unstoppable juggernaut as her injuries did nothing to hamper her motions.

>What do you do?

>Continue to test your abilities and see how far you can go
>Try to finish it off with one final attack before its too late
>Wear your mother down and conserve your remaining strength
>Other [write-in]
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>>3972825
>>Continue to test your abilities and see how far you can go
And this. Is to go. EVEN FURTHER BEYOND.
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>>3972825
>>Continue to test your abilities and see how far you can go
As is par for the course with Number One
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>>3972825
>>Continue to test your abilities and see how far you can go
Heya QM, hope that you had a good weekend
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>>3972825
>Continue to test your abilities and see how far you can go
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>>3972838
>>3972844
>>3972849
>>3972873

Since we're going for the highest class of shonen, let's see those rolls. We're going to montage this battle before we reach page 10 and close it off there.
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Rolled 72, 100, 73 = 245 (3d100)

>>3972881
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Rolled 22, 36, 81 = 139 (3d100)

>>3972881


>>3972882
Well then, gg momma
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Rolled 24, 43, 64 = 131 (3d100)

>>3972881
Can I get a 1 for double crit?
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>>3972882

Well then.

>>3972888

Hold on, partner. A 100 is a crit success but a lame one. Now, what's the lamest way a fight like this can end?
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>>3972904
>what's the lamest way a fight like this can end?
Double K.O.? Or mom just runs out of juice.
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>>3972904
The others come in and interrupt, both of us look away for a second, and then knock each other's heads resulting in a double KO
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>>3972904
D O U B L E K O

Or our Mom realises the spar is cutting into her gardening time and she calls if off to tend to her flowers
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>>3972904
Get a call from one of the kendo members saying it’s an emergency that the clubs existence lies in the balance. Then find out it was an argument of what type of bamboo makes the best kendo training sword.
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Anyone know how long the thread might last before we fall off?
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