Chapter 17: Judo Club 2

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"I never thought I'd see you here," Medaka was surprised. "Wait, are you here for me?" she asked, her heart racing with anticipation.

Wait, why was her heart racing?! She shook her head and released Akune's hair, she didn't know why but ever since Zenkichi rejected her offer to become a member of the student council and avoided her for a while now that she started to...miss him. To have him by her side, like always.

Now that she saw him here, like it was some kind of sign, she just couldn't help but ask him that.

Zenkichi raised an eyebrow. "What? No! Medaka, I'm here because of her." he said, pointing towards a surprised girl; with light green hair and purple eyes, a fox-like face, and wearing a judogi with the Hakoniwa Academy's symbol on her left arm and a red shirt under it.

"Me?" Zenkichi nodded. "You're Nabeshima Nekomi, the Queen of Foul, right?" she nodded back with a tilt of her head, observing him with a gaze of intrigue and her lips rose up into a cheeky smile.

Medaka froze as she watched their interaction.

Nabeshima giggled and answered, "Yup, the one and only royalty in the Judo Club! You're Hitoyoshi Zenkichi right? The Dragon Warrior." she asked, clearly confused why she was being seeked out by him.

Since for the last few weeks he's been cleaning up some "trash" in school, Zenkichi's name and nickname has been well spread around the ears of all the students. Making him well known to the point that even some of the students of Class 13 knows about him.

Zenkichi's eye twitched at his stupid moniker Shiranui spread around and just went to the point, "Yeah, I'm Zenkichi Hitoyoshi. First year freshman, class 1. Listen, I have a request to make."

"Oho~ I think I might know why you're here now." Nabeshima's eyes turned half-lidded and her lips spread up into a grin.

"You do?" He replied, not surprised.

"Yeah," she simply said as she walked up in front of him, still grinning. "cause you're not being subtle about it after all. See, every other club in school that you haven't gone to yet has been waiting for you, especially the captain's or presidents of said clubs, to the point that some had already prepared for your own uniform and equipment to use."

Zenkichi raised an eyebrow. "Huh. Well I appreciate the hospitality but, why? If they know why I'm going around clubs then they should know I'm not going to officially join any one of them. Even yours."

"Hm. Well, I expected that but for the record, I don't intend to recruit you." she spreads her arms. "Well, that's just my opinion anyway, I don't know about the others."

"...I'm guessing that you're stepping down from your position as the captain of the Judo Club." Zenkichi concluded.

Nabeshima nodded. "Correct~ You hit the mark perfectly. Unfortunately however, you do not win a prize."

"Huh." Zenkichi said, looking around the entire dojo hall with observant gaze, thinking to himself for a brief moment, before turning back to address Nabeshima with a smirk. "But I don't intend to join the Judo Club."

"Alright, but even though I'm stepping down as the captain, seeing as there's no replacement for me yet, I'll need us both to write some paperwork for you–"

"That won't be necessary, because I'm also not planning on a trial session with the club." Zenkichi cut her off as he got close to her and looked straight at her eyes.

"Nabeshima-senpai, I'm not starting a fight here or anything. I just want to ask you a couple of questions."

Nabeshima stared back at him and closed her eyes, the air around immediately turned cold and serious.

"Sure, I'll try to answer your questions with the best of my capabilities."

Zenkichi's lips thinned. "When you finally step down from your position, will you continue being in the club?"

"No. I decided that when I finally have a replacement I'll quit the club and enjoy my retirement." she tilted her head. "But why are you asking that?" she asked.

"It's related to my other questions. So when you retire from the Judo Club and if someone were to offer you to join their club or group, would you be interested in joining?"

"..." Nabeshima furrowed her brows. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well I'll be blunt then, I want you to join a club that I'm working on creating." Zenkichi went straight to the point as he gazed at her with a serious expression, her eyes opened up and went wide in response to his explanation. Out of all the things that Zenkichi would ask of her, this was the very least of all she had expected.

"I know that you don't trust me, you just met me after all and probably also because of the rumours you've heard about me as well; so I'm going to be honest with you." he took a deep breath in and exhaled, and looked back at her earnestly. "As of right now, the club that I'm creating only has two members, me included, and the goal and name of the club are still undecided."

"Then why did you start recruiting people when you don't even have a name or goal for your future club?!" She stared incredulously at him.

"Because I had a revelation." Zenkichi's eyes gleam. "You can call it childish, outlandish, bullshit or whatever the hell it is but one day I realized something that I never would: rise above the norm, reach your limits, surpass them and realize your true worth. Become the hero or villain of your own story." he raised his left hand and clenched it. "But why do it alone? Becoming the best on your lonesome is just so boring, so I decided to start a club of like minded people."

"The name and goal of it can come later, what I need the most right now is people."

It was total utter bullshit. But it wasn't like he could just up and announce that a holographic screen that only he could see gave him a quest to start a crew now could he? He would've sounded more insane if he said that.

Honestly, Zenkichi was trying so hard to not just squat down and silently scream from the cringe he was spouting. He was actually surprised no one called out his bullshit.

"And you think, I share the same line thinking as you? You're crazy." Nabeshima's squinted eyes narrowed down,

"Aren't you?" He retorted.

"...You do realize that you're sounding like a power hungry villain or some cult leader."

Zenkichi grinned maniacally. "So what if I am? I admit that a normal life is peaceful and wonderful but we can just enjoy that shit later down in our life, so why don't we just go crazy and do whatever the hell we want right now; we're goddamn teenagers after all, what's the point of living your life if you don't enjoy it."

There was a moment of silence.

Nabeshima lowered her head "I don't like evil guys just as any normal person would, doing all sorts of evil acts just to satisfy their sick and twisted kinks. But, you aren't an evil person." she opened her squinted eyes, gleaming with excitement, and raised her head to stare at him. "You're just an ambitious man, and I like that."

"I..." As Nabeshima was about to finally answer Zenkichi's request, someone suddenly butt in into their discussion.

"Of course Nabeshima-senpai wouldn't join your dubious club, you insect!" Akune suddenly shouted out, looking pissed off and glared at Zenkichi. "I just have had enough of you disrespecting Medaka, my colleagues and especially Nabeshima-senpai! How dare you waltz into this place like you own it!"

He gritted his teeth and started stomping towards Zenkichi. "It's bad enough that you started demanding special privilege of training in our club, but you just went and started rambling some random bullshit preach so you can scam Nabeshima-senpai into joining your cult club! Hitoyoshi, what the fuck!? Are you trying to become that son of a bitch?!"

'Who?' Zenkichi wondered who Akune was talking about, but he didn't think much of it for now and asked, with a stone cold expression, "Who the hell are you?"

Akune stopped at his track, staring at Zenkichi dumbfounded.

"What?"

"Are you deaf? I'm asking who the hell you are."

"..." Akune's face darkened, clenching his fists tight. "Are you joking with me? Don't tell me you lost your memories or something. I'm Akune Kouki for fucks sake! Your former senpai from middle school!"

Zenkichi furrowed his brows and tilted his head. "You aren't Akune Kouki. It's impossible for you to be him; a pretentious pretty boy that would throw a tantrum if something doesn't go his way."

"What the hell are you–" A vein popped in his forehead.

"Akune Kouki is a man I respect, not the actions he did against the weak and innocent students; I very much hate that, but his strength is what made me admire him. You on the other hand..." Zenkichi cooly explained, his eyes narrowed. "It can't possibly be you."

"You—!" Akune finally lost it and ran towards Zenkichi, his right arm stretched back and was about to shoot a punch towards him when Medaka suddenly appeared by his side.

Medaka's eyes looked dead and her face emotionless as she shoved a shocked Akune to the side with so much force that it sent him flying towards the wall, burying him into it that it formed a crater and a large spiderweb crack.

"M-Medaka...why...?" That was the last thing Akune muttered aloud as he slumped down onto the ground, unconscious and bleeding from the top of his head rolling down his face.

'Scary!' Nabeshima and everyone else in the training hall thought, sweatdropped, while Zenkichi gave a thumbs up.

"Zenkichi..." Medaka had her head lowered, her long purple hair covering her face. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Zenkichi raised an eyebrow, confused at the threatening aura around her, he immediately turned his skin, that was covered under his uniform, into iron and casually responded. "Recruiting people into a club I'm making."

"..." Medaka slowly walked over to Zenkichi's side, her head still kept low. "Why didn't you just accept my offer and become a part of my student council?" she asked with a low tone of voice.

Zenkichi clicked his tongue and let out a sigh.

"Tsk. Because I just didn't want to."

Medaka turned silent.

"I want to join your club!" She raised her head up and faced him with an earnest expression. Her red eyes hiding the concern and love she had for the man in front of her.

'I won't let you become him. No way!'

"N–"

'Huh?' Zenkichi blinked his eyes and saw a system screen appear before his eyes as he was about to respond to Medaka.

[Ding! New quest generated!]

[Quest: Make that hoe your bitch!]

Description: Medaka Kurokami has come begging you to take her in as a member of your club(crew)! But you avoided her because you wanted to be free and surpass her, what are you going to do?! Well as the quest name suggests, have that girl under your control!

Objective: Recruit Medaka Kurokami into your club(crew)

Reward: [Abnormal]The End(1 minute Trial Card)

'Wait, The End skill belongs to her?!' As Zenkichi was shocked by the sudden turn of events, another person made their presence known once more.

"I'll join your club." Nabeshima said with her eyes squinted and a wide, thin grin.

'The dragon warrior, the pig of gluttony, the foul queen, and the demon president. One normie, one special, one abnormal, and one normal turned abnormal.' She gulped. 'Zenkichi Hitoyoshi, gathering these types of people in one place and having us under your lead, I wonder what you will do... Well, whatever it is, it's interesting!'

She didn't like evil guys and natural geniuses, especially if these two mixed, Medaka was certainly a genius that made her uncomfortable to be with but whatever Zenkichi was planning, it was too interesting to drop just because of Medaka!

Nabeshima had a feeling that whatever Zenkichi was planning, it was going to be the best graduation farewell she's going to experience in her high school life.

[Ding! A quest has been updated!]

[Quest: The Crew]

Objective: Recruit 4 Subordinates(2/4)

Reward: 4 Free Spins

[Ding! Hidden Quest has been completed!]

[Hidden Quest: Be careful, she bites...]

Objective: Recruit Nabeshima Nekomi into your club(crew)

Reward: [Normal]Judo, [Abnormal]Cattish Tale

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