Medaka box reacts to the multiverse of Kumagawa Misogi

Chapter 87:Don't forget to sculpture the smile!

It was made clear that in Kumagawa's relationship with Najimi there were sexual activities. How many and what kind...Are questions that none of them are brave enough to ask. Although Myouri does suspect that they did every fethish under tge sun and moon and even more.

Bill:'Kay, we're returning to one of the newer ones. It that game...

As soon as Mukae heard that her seat rot away. However, that had been fixed by Bill rewinding time on the now puddle of black substance. Najimi could've done it too, but she saw reason to bother.

Bill:Yeah, that. And I agree with the "I have standards!" title.

Mukae:Show them, Kumagawa-san!

Being reincarnated in such a shitty world is not exactly the ideal scenario. But with time, and a lot of casualities, Kumagawa got used to it.

There are good parts too, he accepted. At least the game had a war in it, war which could prove as a temporare source of entertainment for him.

While most characters in the game are, and he's being very nice with using the term, trash there are some that are interesting. There's the so called "villain" of the story, a duke's daughter which had implications of a much deeper personality and thought process than the game gave as well as being one to face despair and that monster commanding princess from the other kingdom that also seemed to also have a taste for slaughter and some characteristics of a psychopath...Now, those are his kind of girls!

Myouri:Eh, pretty fair.

Zenkichi:Hm, I guess Kumagawa-senpai would have fun in a war, although I doubt the war would take more than a hour if he actually tries.

Myouri:Does he ever...You're exception, Beast Woman! Put your hand down!

Medaka:Hmph!

The fact that they are also very pretty is just added bonus. Speaking of which, he finished fixing his clothes while looking at a mirror right now.

Kumagawa has already grown to the age requiered to enter the Academy. He has dyed hus hair, once again, in a dark blue shade and managed to recreate his uniform. The only difference is that his former golden buttoms shapes like screw heads are now made of actual gold.



Today Zola has came back once again and she said she needed to talk with him about something. When he came he was meet with the portrait of a very fat lady.

Kumagawa:[You put someone to make your portrait?]

Zola:How the hell do I look like her!?

Kumagawa:[Oh, sorry. Your faces were so similar I couldn't help.]

Zola:Grrr! Anyway, this is your arranged marriage.

Kumagawa:[Nope!]

Zola:Whatever do you mean by that?

Kumagawa:[Even I have standards. Wasn't I supposed to find a wife at the Academy?]

Zola:Do you think money are made in trees? You should be thankful.

Kumagawa looked at the side at Bacus, who was keeping himself from laughing not one second ago now looking down in shame. It'd beeasy to gettge money abd be done with it, but...

Kumagawa:[How about a bet?]

Zola:A bet?

Kumagawa:[Let's see, I'll try to get the money to pay for myself and if I can't I'll marry her and not complain. However, if I do get them I'm free to marry whoever I want and you need to make a big statue of me sitting on a throne right in the center of this land.]