Devil's Luck

Chapter 13: Aftermath

"Tch." Takachiho clicked his teeth as he looked around the hall, trying to find any trace of Zenkichi, only to find the dazed members of Moji's gang and the still unconscious Hyuga. "He escaped? So he isn't a battle junkie, what a shame. I was just getting into the fight."

He let out a sigh and cracked his neck around, grumbling, "Well, this was for the best as well. If he was still in his normal form then I would've been confident to capture intact and unharmed, though in his metal form – there was just no way for me to hurt him, much less capture him."

His face turned blank, cold. 'I was getting hurt instead, I had only attacked and countered him a couple of times but my legs are already trembling and I don't need an x-ray to know that the bones in my legs have cracked.'

'It's a good thing that he didn't fully explored the full extent of his abnormality and increased his physical capabilities. He would've became a real fucking bullet. If it wasn't for my unparalleled reflexes and I simply just relied with my speed and kickboxing, I would've ended up as that guy on the floor.' Takachiho sweatdropped, for the first time in his life, he was afraid of someone's potential.

Because unlike that Gilgamesh wannabe in the Thirteen party, who's just wasting his potential by being so caught up with his emotions...

Zenkichi Hitoyoshi had the eyes of a man who'd do anything to get what he wants.

'I have to prepare the stage for when he comes after us. I have no question that he used that flash grenade to test out his theory on what my ability is, and he's probably certain by now, so junior...' His face contorted and his lips curled into a wide grin.

Shigusa Takachiho only had one purpose in life and reason for joining Hakoniwa Academy, and that was to find an equal.

His eyes glanced and then looked over his shoulder, smirked, and calmly said.

"I hope you heard what I had said. So don't show such a hostile expression, Medaka Kurokami."

Standing in the middle of the shoji was Medaka, wearing her student council uniform, with her arms crossed beneath her voluptuous chest with an emotionless expression on her face.

"K-Kurokami-san!" Moji and his boys shouted in surprise.

Medaka turned towards them with a warm smile and said, "Good work everyone, for standing your ground and finding your passion once more."

"Ah, well..."

"Y-You see..."

It was like an arrow had shot their heart, they blushed in embarrassment and turned to look away, all of them didn't know what to do.

But Moji quickly shook off his fluster and, with a terrified expression, tried to warn Medaka. "Kurokami-san! You have to get outta here! That guy, Takachiho, he's dangerous! He–"

"It's fine Moji-senpai." Medaka reassured him with a closed-eyed smile before turning towards Takachiho. "I just wanna talk with him, that's all."

She tilted her head and said. "Takachiho, was it? I believe this is the first time I've ever heard that name in this school. Also, hostile? Do I look like that to you?"

"Yeah." Takachiho grinned as he stared unblinking at Medaka, no, the beast that was just one step away from tearing him apart. Hell, he could see a phantom image of a ferocious giant lion head behind her. "You do, actually, you look pissed off.'

'So this is the girl the chairman recommended us to observe and recruit into the Thirteen Part? Tres Bien. I can see why you recommended her. I can feel it. This eerie calmness, that bloodthirst hiding behind her eyes. She has–'