Chapter 20: The Foul Queen and The Simp Prince

Zenkichi stared blankly at the space in front of him. His arms over his mouth with his chin resting on his school desk, the conversations of the students around him went ignored as he continued on staring at nothingness.

He was now at school, in his uniform, and looked as normal as he normally do in school. No blood, no injury, and no mysterious girl hanging besides him.

Though, said mysterious girl–Ajimu Najimi; a fragment of her real self since her true body was sealed by someone 'who shall not be named', was still present in his heart. And he didn't just mean it metaphorically, it was literal. Part of an ancient immortal being's soul, that lived since the creation of the universe, was hiding in his heart.

Yeah, not the best way to find out that your apparent self proclaimed ex-girlfriend was a god and that she also knew about him stealing the original owner of the body of her ex-lover had once inhibited.

Without being able to do anything against her, since she literally lived in his heart and could destroy it with just a snap of her fingers, Zenkichi told her everything that was to know about him.

He was someone that wouldn't back away from a fight, but that doesn't mean that he was stupid and thickheaded to not understand the gap between him and Anshin'in.

Thankfully Ajimu, or Anshin'in, a nickname she really wanted him to call her as, had quite understood his reincarnation as being involuntarily and he didn't consciously kill the original Zenkichi. Because if he did kill him consciously, as she quoted, 'your head would have already rolled out around on the floor and spilling out blood like a fountain.'

'I just wanted a normal, albeit a bit abnormal, high school life that strangely acts like one from an anime and live the rest of my life carefreely while gaining the strength to kill gods.' Zenkichi let out a sigh as he straighten his back in attention as his homeroom teacher entered the classroom and started class.

His eyes staring straight as his hands moved to write stuff on his notebook, one might think that he was paying close attention to his teacher, making Ms. Hiratsuka appreciate his determination but in fact; he was just doodling some emojis and started inner monologuing.

'I can understand that there would be some skirmishes here and there, with how much weirdos there are at this school as well as a trouble magnet like Medaka being around, but a god? Well, someone having the powers like a god she says. I have to stop being surprise at the craziness my life has become, especially since I've become the vessel of a dragon god.' He internally groaned at the thought.

Ophis, the Dragon God of Infinity. One of the top dog in the DXD world, a being capable of wiping him out of existence with a simple sneeze.

And he became her vessel, her champion.

He didn't know what to do about that.

'How do you even deal with someone like that? If I recall about her bio when I was scrolling through the wiki of DXD, because I wanted to understand how the Boosted Gear and Divine Dividing work because their abilities sounded frickin cool, she wanted absolute silence; it was why she even bothered the terrorist organization called Khaos Brigade, because they promised her to return her silence in the Dimensional Gap by getting rid of her roommate–Great Red, the Dragon God of Dreams...'

"...." Zenkichi's eyes turned dead.

'Fuck! There's gotta be another way in dealing with her!'

For a few hours, Zenkichi worked his brains like an engine; trying to find a way on how to appease a gothic lolita dragon god that would one day, a feeling of the mark or just his instincts, come to him for reasons beyond his comprehension.

Even when the school bell rang, signifying that it was lunch break, and after telling Shiranui that he had some student council work to do so he couldn't join her, Zenkichi continued on with his thoughts on how to deal against certain loli dragon as he make his way towards the student council room.

'Damn it, I can't think of anything. Should I just wing it when the she comes?' He let out a sigh as he opened the doors–

"Zenkichi, we're going to the Judo Club today." Medaka exclaimed as she held out a bundled up judogi, or judo clothing, in her hand to Zenkichi.

Zenkichi stared at her, eyes wide and opened mouth.

It wasn't because of the sudden bundle of clothing for him, no, it was the fact that she was standing in front of him only wearing a pair of light pink underwear of a bra, that looked a bit tight on her huge breasts that it was threatening to spill, and panties that showed off her curvy hips and legs while a white untied gi uniform hang on her shoulders.

'Oh. My. God. I'd smash that everyday.' Zenkichi said to himself with a straight face, trying to stay calm and so the dragon beneath him won't awaken.

Shaking his head, he quickly locked the door and closed the curtains before advancing towards a tilted headed Medaka.

Looking at her expression, a small blush on his face, he let out a sigh.

'Damn she's cute.'

"Medaka-chan. Lock the doors and close the curtains; show some modesty! How many times do I have to tell you? Not only are you the student council president, but you are also a girl!"

"What are you talking about?" Medaka huffed and grabbed the gi she was wearing and spread it back, further showing off her body. "If I don't do it, then what's the point of showing off my toned gorgeous body then?"

"Someone could've been watching!"

"Then let them watch! Let them see what perfection is!" She exclaimed, puffing her chest up and making it bounce.

Zenkichi palmed his face. "You are insufferable..."

'Well, since she has no problem flaunting her body in front of me, then I'll just enjoy the show.' Looking at her from head to toe, he nodded with a 'fumu' noise. 'Thank you for the meal.'

"....So, what were you saying? Something about the Judo Club?"

"Yup. Are you familiar with the club's captain, third year Nabeshima-senpai?" Medaka went towards the suggestion box sitting on her table and pulled out a folded piece of paper. "There's a request from her in the suggestion box."

Zenkichi raised an eyebrow as he went besides her and looked down at the letter in her hand, "Nabeshima? As in, the star student Nabeshima Nekomi? The infamous Nabeshima-senpai that earned the title "Queen of Foul Play" in the Judo World?"

Medaka didn't even blink from the information Zenkichi had of Nabeshima Nekomi that spewed out of his mouth, in fact, she would have even be surprised if he didn't. She knew her childhood friend for so long that if anyone knew about anyone noteworthy in school, it would be him.

He was either just that good at eavesdropping or he'd already been acquainted by that person.

Unlike her, Zenkichi was a true people person.

Medaka nodded her head and handed the letter to him. "The very same one."

"Hmm." Zenkichi unfolded the paper. "So she's the club's captain, huh? I had no idea. But from what I've gathered from speaking to her, she doesn't seem like the type to worry about stuff, right?"

'So he's acquainted with Nabeshima-senpai, I'm not surprised.' Medaka smiled.

"True. But even though she's the captain, she'll be retiring soon."

"So she wants us to help her appoint a successor, huh..." Zenkichi shared a glance with Medaka, who started tying up her black sash around her gi.

"Well, in any case, why don't we take a look?" A smirk formed on her face. "We might even see a familiar face there."

Zenkichi blinked his eyes.

'We will? Who?'

.....

"Well, well. Welcome!" A girl with light green hair and purple eyes, wearing a judogi, welcomed the two student council members into the Judo dojo with a cat-like smile and an outstretched hand. "I sent the request! I'm the captain of the Judo Club, Nabeshima Nekomi! Thanks for coming today!"

Medaka nodded and took the handshake. "I'm Kurokami Medaka from the student council, I'll do everything that I can to help you today."

"Yup, yup! I'm counting on you, Kurokami-san!"

Zenkichi, now wearing a judogi, stood back near the wall watching the two girls interact with a bored expression.

'Honestly, I don't understand why we're needed to help Nabeshima-senpai in appointing her successor. The definite choice would either be the vice-captain or the person with either great skill and leadership. Something's up but it's probably not dangerous so I'll just leave it all to Medaka-chan. She can easily deal with this on her own.'

"Oh! That's right! Before that..." Nabeshima turned to look over her shoulder. "There is someone I want to introduce you to. Akune! Hey Akune!"

The door she was staring at suddenly opened and in walked Akune Kouki, a second year and one of the most skilled judo practitioners in the club. He has shoulder-length blonde hair and yellow eyes. Medium built as his bare chest showed off how muscular he is. He is also known as the "Prince of the Judo Club".

'Oh, him.' Zenkichi's eyes turned flat.

He had kind smile on his face as his hair flowed gorgeously as he walked by Zenkichi, not sparing him a glance, no, his eyes and feet were set towards only one person.

Medaka, with her mouth covered by her signature fan, watched as Akune stand in front of her and went down to a knee.

"My apologies for being out of touch for so long, Medaka. I've been waiting, hoping you haven't forgotten me because of the duties of your new position. I have been eagerly awaiting our reunion." He bowed his head, showing complete submission.

Zenkichi shivered. 'Oh god, don't tell me. That guy...'

Medaka stared at the kneeling Akune and took a quick glance around the other members gathering around them, noticing their expressions. Her eyes flashed a cold light as she folded her fan down to her side.

"....Stop that 'formal' act of yours, Mr. second-year Akune. I can tell from the other members, it's obvious someone like you arranged this act beforehand."

'Akune Kouki, although known mostly as the Prince of the Judo Club, he is also an old acquaintance of both me and Medaka.' Zenkichi narrowed his eyes.

"He's completely unlike what he was in middle school. Medaka really changed him, huh. Though it's more than his personality only..."

Akune denied what Medaka was implying, by saying, "Not at all. I simply didn't want to embarrass myself by acting too proudly. It's thanks to you that I am the way I am today. I can never thank you enough Medaka." A hand grabbed his head.

Medaka pulled his head over to her, next to her face, and said with a glare at him, "If you want to thank me, don't bow your head! Do it proudly; by sticking your chest out!"

Akune was stunned for a moment before his face turned red; cheeks flustered brightly with a fierce blush and his eyes turned into circles. "Y-Yes ma'am! I'll be just like you! I'll do as you say!"

Zenkichi let out a wry sigh, "She had also turned him into a simp for her. I wonder what expressions his fangirls would have if they saw him acting like this."

Nabeshima chuckled, a smile forming on her mouth, "Hahaha! Now that would be a sight I'd love to see myself as well, I'd even pay for it. That'd be a sweet taste of revenge for me."

Zenkichi raised an eyebrow at her. "Revenge? What'd those fangirls of his done to you?"

Nabeshima's face twitched, her smile falling. "Being extremely annoying...."

"...." Zenkichi gave her a pat on the back.

❄️

Heyo! Here's chapter 20! What more?

I am purely motivated by praise and interaction, as well as power stones and I'll probably write faster. If this story doesn't get more than 200 power stones by 24 hours.... then I'll see you guys by next week.