Right now, all three childhood friends were present in the Maken-ki's room. Takeru looked at his lunch box in disbelief, Haruko looked away with a huff and Kumagawa was trying to keep himself from exploding in laughter.
Haruko's jelousy seemed to only grow by the day. As a result, Takeru's lunch box was filled with green beans.
Takeru:How mean, Haru-nee! You know that I hate green beans!
Haruko:And I'm trying to get this out of you! Didn't you say you want to become stronger for everyone?
Kumagawa:[First, ditch the glassses. Strong guy with glasses worked for Zenkichi-chan, but it doesn't work for you. And the characters with glasses are alwais smart...I'm sorry. It's never gonna work.]
Takeru:Hey!
Uruchi, who was sitting on a corner and watched everything unfold, finnaly stepped forward. She looked at Takeru with a smug look.
Uruchi:He's right, you know?
Takeru:Not you too!
Kumagawa:[You're also not that strong compared with the guys around. You got some of the element of Kai-chan, but that was pure luck and you'd still have been punched to the ground. Should we start the Takeru Protection Squad?]
Uruchi:No, let him die!
Takeru:...I'm getting bullied.
Kumagawa:[Not interesting. But that, that's much more interesting.]
Kumagawa pointed at the window. The other three moved there, from where it can be seen a criwd gathering. Chacha was fighting a guy in arm wrestling, which she won, and it was supervised by Azuki.
Uruchi:Ah, it's the budget again.
Takeru:Budget?
Uruchi:A lot of clubs ask fir a increase in their budget. And so, Maken-ki's members face them in matches to shut them up.
Kumagawa:[That's a really efficient system. So that's what you were talking about with Kimi-chan.]
Haruko:Yes, we're bith gonna go deal with a lot of clubs, as are Chacha-san and Azuki-san.
Furan:But that's not the principal problem.
Furan entered the room, with Yuuka behind her giving a friendly wave. The four became serious, with the exception of Kumagawa who replied to Yuuka with a similar wave.
Furan:A large number of students got harrased. They were found quiet injured and none of them could remember anything.
Yuuka:This must be a real troublemaker. And their maken need to be quiet annoying if it can actually erase memories.
Furan:This is a good oportunity for Oyama-san to gather experience. Minaya-san already has experience and Kumagawa-kun has proven to be both an expert in such situations and has a astounishing combat prowess even if he doesn't posses a maken just yet. Can I entrust it to you three?
Uruchi:Yes!
Takeru:I'll do my best!
Kumagawa:[Well, this should be fun.]
The three left the room. Haruko looked at Takeru's behind a little worried. She's more assured because Kumagawa's gonna be with them.
After a while, Uruchi was looking through a notebook and was cutting off death ends. They have made investigations, but haven't found the culprit yet.
Uruchi:No. Nope. This neither...
Her grip tightened around the pencil until it finnaly broke. She looked with a annoyed face at Takeru, the rumbling of his stomach disturbing her pace.
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Maken? Sorry, this is my minus!
FanfictionKumagawa Misogi has reached his peak, finnaly defeating Medaka. However, his highschool life is not over yet. He transfers fir his third year with two childhood friends. Maken? What the hell is that? Anyway, this loli is amusing!
