Chapter 14: Realization

"Jiiiiii...." A purple haired creature stared menacingly at a certain blond young man.

Zenkichi sweat dropped.

"Um... Medaka-chan? What is it?"

"Jiiiiii...." Medaka emotionlessly stared at him more, her eyebrows narrowed and eyes wet. Her cheeks puffing up like chipmunk.

She was pouting.

"...Why were you so late?"

They were in their student council room with Medaka sitting in her president chair while Zenkichi was standing in front of her like a convict about to get persecuted.

Zenkichi calmly smiled at her. "I was talking with my mother about what career I would choose in the future. Our conversation, well, it got a bit intense when she found out what I wanted to be."

Medaka tilted her head to the side. "Now that you mentioned it, I never really knew what you wanted to be." She straightened her head up and leaned towards the blond, with a flash of curiosity in her eyes, she rested her chin on her fingers. Waiting for her childhood friend to explain.

Zenkichi rubbed his head and chuckled. "Heh, well I never really did thought much of what I wanted to be. Though that didn't mean I never thought of any jobs I wanted to have. At first I wanted to be a doctor like my mom but it's kinda hard to get into the path of medicine and that I didn't find it my calling so I gave up on it. Then I thought of being a teacher but the thought of spending time with kids like me and you, well, I gave up. Then I thought of being a martial arts teacher, seeing as I'm pretty proficient in the Savate martial arts, but again not my calling. I tried others but..."

"But you finally did choose what job you wanted right? But it's something terrible. To the point that even Hitoyoshi-sensei herself even began arguing with you..." She drawled on, concerned on what job her beloved childhood friend had chosen that even his sweet and playful mother had been pretty against it by the sound of it.

She'd known Hitoyoshi-sensei even longer than Zenkichi, though only for a few hours, as she was her personal doctor when she was two years old. So she knew about her enough that for her to freak out about her son's choice of career...

She widened her eyes in realization. No. It can't be! Tell me he wouldn't be...

"Zenkichi are you–"

"I'm going to join the army." Zenkichi said with a smile but it soon fell into a dropped jaw as he heard what Medaka said next.

"-going to be a porn actor?!" Medaka exclaimed only to freeze as Zenkichi's words filtered into her head.

They both stared at each other in disbelief of entirely different reasons.

Zenkichi stared at her because he was shocked by what Medaka had said and latter stared at him because she did not just believe what she had just said.

"..."

"Well," Medaka faked a cough on her fist and faced Zenkichi with a straight expression. "That's an interesting...career plan."

'She just brushed it off!' Zenkichi stared at her in disbelief. Using his Hawkeye vision however, he could spot her ears turning a warm cherry red.

"What? You're not surprised?" He said sheepishly as he rubbed his head.

"Oh no, I am very surprised. I expected you to be a lot of things Zenkichi but being a soldier was at the most bottom I expected." She narrowed her eyes. "After all, you dislike conflict more than me."

'Heh, I figured that you would suspect me even more when I told you this lie.' Zenkichi inwardly snorted. He had already knew what her reaction would be, except for that little snippet of him being a porn star, honestly, where does she get these kinds of thoughts? He didn't panic however, as he already has an excuse that he should have thought about a long time ago. A very simple excuse that made him feel like a fucking idiot for not thinking about it in the first place.

Maturity. Everyone would one day grow past their childhood and become an adolescent, then finally an adult. During every change, everyone would experience that so called maturity. Their personality, demeanor, morality, etc. would change or add more into them.

It was simple, and a bit unbelievable, excuse for him to give. Especially since this was Medaka he was giving such an excuse to, she has an IQ above Einstein for god's sakes!

It was a gamble. Would she take the excuse of his sudden change of personality due to maturity or not? If she does, would she still act the same as she usually does with him? Or would she go ballistic that her beloved childhood friend was no longer the same person that she knew?

"Don't get me wrong Medaka-chan. I still dislike conflict and I want nothing more than to sit back at my home with you and my mom watching TV as we eat curry." Zenkichi's lips curved into a soft smile, the image coming into his mind. It was simple. It was peaceful.

And it was satisfying.

With the help of his system, Zenkichi wasn't ignorant or idiotic to not think about the possibility of becoming a god; or an all powerful immortal being that can create and destroy universes, capable of travelling through an infinite possible realities, and heck, he could even go back to his previous life and truly live his life normally.

But such a possibility, will lead to his corruption.

There was no doubt in Zenkichi's mind that the absolute power he would one day have will corrupt him and it would destroy not only himself, but everyone around him. It was inevitable. He couldn't even deny such powers because he was sure he would need them.

It was an undeniable fact that everyone, anyone, who has reincarnated into another world would face against forces that threatens to destroy their life and everyone they love.

It wasn't paranoia, it was certainty.

Which is why Zenkichi had said he would join the army to deceive Medaka, because one way or another, it was the truth that he would fight.

To fight against a calamity.

To fight against fate.

To fight against destiny.

Zenkichi would accept the power, of a god. But he would do so for his loved ones.

He was sure the power would corrupt him, unless there were certain anchors binding him from ever breaking: these anchors would remind him of his humanity; they would be the people he loves.

His mom, Shiranui, and...

For a moment he thought about a certain crazed scientist before he shook his head around.

Medaka softly smiled, it wasn't her usual smile full of confidence and arrogance. It was a smile of joy, happiness and longing.

"I'd love that as well."

Zenkichi smiled.

"How about we start the day of, by doing people's requests? We got three requests today, ranging from..."

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AN: Sorry for the late and short chapter! 🙇 I got hold up by some things and before I knew it, days has passed and I only written about two hundred words on this story and one chapter done on my DD fic! Fuck! Not what I wanted! And the fault's entirely on me: I've been reading too much of RWBY fanfics, specifically the works of Coeur Al'Aran, and its been giving me the urge to write a RWBY fanfic with a reincarnation into Jaune Arc or Jaune Arc AU.

I do not want that, not right now dammit!

This has not been edited much, put it on the comment section if you notice any mistakes or rewrites it needs.