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The time is 9:00 in the morning. You are in class 2-1, despite being a year older than most of your peers. The reason of this is because adventuring around the world, fighting demons and supporting your bro generally doesn’t leave a lot of time for study. But whatever, at least this’ll give you more time to enjoy an ordinary life.

Currently, it is the beginning of homeroom. You are standing at the entrance of the classroom with your bro beside you and Hatoko, Kurumi and Laura behind you. What do you do?

>Try and find the best seats.
>Check your timetable.
>Survey the room.
>Custom option.

As usual, the voting window is ten minutes.
I forgot to mention this last thread, but please only choose one option from a selection of choices. Posts with more than one choice will be ignored.
And since I'm a retard I forgot to post previous threads in the OP, but here they are: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Harem%20Bro%20Quest

>>38426888
>Survey the room.
>Try and find the best seats.
Old paranoia

>>38426888
>Try and find the best seats.

>>38426977
>>38427020
Learn to read, guys.
>>38426976
>I forgot to mention this last thread, but please only choose one option from a selection of choices. Posts with more than one choice will be ignored.

>>38427041
fucken piss voted before that was posted i'll revote in a moment.

>>38426888
>>Survey the room.

>>38427041
>Because you can't Survey the Room while trying to find the best seats, rite gaiz? Those two this are totally mutually exclusive.

>>38426888
>find best seats.
Next to bro, away from fangirls.

>>38426888
>Try and find the best seats.

>>38426976
>Posts with more than one choice will be ignored.
Just think of votes with multiple options as a list of the most preferable ones

>>38426888
>Sit in the second to last seat, on the row closest to the window. Array bro and his harem around that.

>>38426888
>Survey the room.
season2spooky4me

>>38426888
>Survey the room.

>>38426888
seats

>>38427103
Protagonist seat is asking for trouble.

>>38426888
>>Survey the room.

>>38427103
But that's bro's seat. We have the one behind or in front of him.

>>38426888
>Try and find the best seats.
>Survey the room.

Obviously, Bro gets Protag seat with us sitting directly behind him or to the back-right so we can make witty comments whenever something happens.

>>38427232
Only pick one. GM's rules!

>>38427218
Then again, that seat is the center of the universe. If we take his bad fortune of having that seat, then that means he doesn't have to be at the center of the universe. Then again, the chair could be his favorite color and the wood could be really smooth and polished.

>>38427251
One might call it his... Seat of Power.

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“Shall we get settled?” Your bro immediately walks over the other side of the room and finds a seat near the window. Coincidentally, this happens to be the same spot he sat in last year. It’s even got that nice view of the school courtyard he likes so much. The wood is all shiny and polished too.

The more things change, the more they stay the same, apparently.

You nod approvingly. Since your bro is in the usual spot, you as his wingman must also sit in your own usual spot. That is, the seat directly to the right. A prime advantage for both supporting your bro and cheating in exams.

Unfortunately, you don’t appear to be the only one with this genius idea.

“I…think sitting next to Ta-kun would be a good idea.” Hatoko murmurs, twiddling her fingers.

“Ara, Tatsuya-kun is leaving himself wide open here…” Kurumi grins.

“As a good husband, I must take care of my wife. Therefore, sitting next to him is the logical choice.” Laura states proudly, crossing her arms.

“What the hell are you guys saying?” You interrupt, directing the girls’ attention onto you. “None of you are sitting there. I am.”

The four of you stare at each other, then back at the prized seat. Your bro is staring out the window and hasn’t noticed anything. You all look back at each other.

Then you all leap off from the ground and run like hell.

>Roll 1d20 to determine your chances of success.
>The highest of the first four rolls decide. 1 is a critical failure, 20 is a critical hit! Both will override any other rolls, unless both are rolled at once. If that happens, the higher of the remaining two rolls is chosen.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>38427400

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>38427400

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>38427400

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>38427400

>>38427415
>>38427446
>>38427450
Anons please

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>38427415
>>38427446
>>38427450
Thanks guys.
Time to save.

>>38427415
>>38427446
>>38427450
well piss.

>>38427480
Too late

>>38427480
well you did save however your save is late and out seat is taken

Rolled 3, 6 = 9 (2d6)

>>38427400
Well.
We'll just have to kill whoever sits next to him.

>>38427415
>>38427446
>>38427450
>>38427473
>not a single roll over 10

>>38427511
Captcha wanted 3 cakes

We're gonna trip and cause a desk pile-up and break the coveted desk with a fail this consistent.

Rolled 18, 5, 7 = 30 (3d20)

Writing...

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>38427400
Rolling to crush whoever sits next to him.

>>38427577
ahahahahha

>>38427574
o boy who is the first roll becaus she won.

>>38427555
Nah. That would have been a 1.

This is most likely one of the girls tripping us

>>38427587
We need to put on weight. More bentos!

>>38427589
Childhood friend is first girl because of course she is.

>>38427589
Bet its Hatoko

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>>38427574
Best seating arrangements

>>38427687
We beat the other two

>>38427687
Our desk is tiny. Are you implying something?

>>38427705
Yeah, that's why we got the second best seat

>>38427720
You know what they say tiny desk, big feet

>>38427720
overcompensating for our big shades

>>38427727
Is that in front or behind bro?

>>38427687
No no. We get the seat behind him. Cause we always have his back as his bro.

>>38427767
It's diagonally behind him

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ConvenientlySeated

Learn your tropes people, geeze.

>>38427807
I prefer to ignore those and pretend I have control over my creativity.

>captcha: cated
I dun wanna cater to tropes tho

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No way are you going to lose that precious seat, or to the three girls for that matter. Your agility is ranked A-. You’re faster than each of the girls individually. Laura is merely superhuman without her IS and you’ve always beaten Hatoko in a race. Kurumi is the one to watch out for, being a fast and deadly gunslinger, but as long as she doesn’t activate her angel mode it should be fine. Forcing power into your legs, you shove past Hatoko and Kurumi, sprint towards a nearby desk and grandly leap off in into open air.

The sun shines through the open window. It reflects grandly off your magnificent shades. Half the girls in the class cream themselves instantly. Hatoko gazes at you in awe. Your bro is wondering what on earth is going on.

You smile and finish your jump. You land squarely on the seat next to your bro, and everything is awesome.

Or rather, that’s would’ve happened if Laura hadn’t grabbed you by the shoulder and tossed you to the side. Dammit, you growl as you fly through the air. She’s using partial transformation of her IS! The black ‘claw’ of her suit is covering her arm, raising her strength by a full rank! You forgot she could do that.

>>38428035
>Half the girls in the class cream themselves instantly.
That's gonna smell

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You land against the blackboard, thudding into it. It doesn’t hurt much. Your endurance, hardened by steel and fire, sees to it. Laura runs forward, only to be tripped up by a devious Kurumi. But her guard is left wide open, an advantage Hatoko swiftly takes care of by slamming an empty paper bag on Kurumi’s head.

You hear Kurumi mutter something, heavily muffled, probably along the lines of “Oh?”.

Who cares. You have no time to waste. You scramble to your feet, and your face screws up in determination This time, you make sure to boost power in your legs and your torso. You dash like a freight train towards the direction of the back. But it is too late! Hatoko has already taken the seat next to him! The girl is move agile than you took her for. It shows, clearly and happily on her face.

You settle for second place instead, leaping into the seat directly behind him. It takes having his back to an entirely new level, you wonder. Laura retrieves third place, diagonally to the bottom right. And as for Kurumi? It's the wooden spoon for her, sitting directly in front of your bro, where she can’t see him at all. The girl pouts with much chagrin.

“…Um…Er…Narukami-kun?”

The teacher’s stammering voice rings out like glass shattering. She’s standing at the front of the room, eyes wide as saucepans. The rest of the class is staring at you five, moths agape. Seems like in your haste, you managed to knock over a lot of chairs and tables…

And probably broke a few rules too. Shit.

>Apologize
>Pretend nothing happened.
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.
>Custom option.

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.

>>38428095
>Pretend nothing happened. Look innocent.
If all else fails, take our shirt off.

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.

>>38428116
This, hopefully Laura gets up to help as well, and then we can snipe her seat when she gets up.

>>38428095
>Apologize

>>38428095
>Say nothing but clean up immediately.

Did we just make everyone think we're part of bro's harem?

>>38428148
Did we ever put it back on?

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.

>>38428161
Seats are set now. Don't open the can of worms again. Least back here we can focus on doing our work.

>>38428200
They already think that.

>>38428201
Never took it off in the first place. Laura interrupted before we had the chance.

>>38428095
>Apologize

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.

>>38428095
>>Apologize

>Fix things the best you can

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.

>>38428095
>Say nothing, but clean up immediately.

>>38428222
Yes we did. She attacked while our shirt was soaring in the air and had the fan girls distracted

>>38428200
Considering there are already fangirls who make fanfiction of yaoi relationships within the group, I don't think it would change much.

>>38428385
What kind of girls would be fans of the bro character?
I always get the impression it would be kind of motherly/mid to upper 20's.

>>38428422
Usually it'd either be grounded girls who see the bro as more real than the perfect Mc, girls who love pretty muscular guys, or hipsters being contrarian.

>>38428422
Girls who love sunglasses, and the mystery of what eye-color the guy actually has.

>>38428452
Guess i crossed motherly with grounded in my mind. Which is going to be amusing in the inevitable bath house vacation.

>>38428422
Well, there was at least one fan in the first thread who wanted a shirt signed.

He'd probably be big with the athletic ones, too.

That one girl he saved in a filler/character spotlight episode who's head-over-heels yandere for him.

>>38428422
>>38428452
>>38428504
>>38428504
>>38428516
>>38428519
Don't forget guys, Kamina was the bro-character too.
Let's shoot for Yoko.

>>38428504
There are probably going to be shenanigans regarding what his eyes are actually like now that I think about it. Our bro probably already knows what we're like without them while the others in the cast don't.

>>38428519
No, anon. We are the yandere.

>>38428555
Sometimes behind the glasses,
is another set of glasses.
kind of deal?

>>38428553
The best girl is always for the bro.

>>38428555
Magically color-changing cat eyes. In the minds of fan girls, anyway.

>>38428555
Normal brown eyes, until we get pissed anyways.

>>38428652
Then they get very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very dark blue.

>>38428555
Glasses that are behind glasses that are behind glasses that are behind gaping empty eye sockets. We lost our eyes years ago and are actually blind.

>>38428605
>>38428652
Secretly turns out they got colour changed by a general months ago and MC never found out.

>>38428555
Whether we wear sunglasses or not, something always conveniently covers our eyes.

>>38428681
They never got colour-changed; we just got replaced by a clone with the exact same memories who actually believes himself to be the original. But since he never took off his shades, the BBEG never managed to get the eye colour correct.

>>38428555
Googly eyes. Or button ones.

We're a cyclops!

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You fucked up, your conscience says. It’s right. There is absolutely no excuse for creating a mess and starting a fight on your first day. Shame and disappointment floods through your veins. You should’ve controlled your strength more.

Without speaking a word, you stand up and begin restoring the order of the room, which now looks like a miniature garbage dump at the local furniture shop. Heaving up tables, pushing chairs in, placing bags to their rightful place…you give it your all. Hatoko, Kurumi and Laura do the same.

“Ah…Narukami-kun? You don’t have to do all that…” the teacher interjects, trembling. You get the impression she, along with the rest of the class, is utterly terrified of you. “It’s fine, it’s fine…”

“Sensei.” You say firmly. “It’s okay. We screwed up here. It’s our responsibility to fix it.”

“Yes! Um, we’re really sorry about this.” Hatoko cries. “We won’t do it again, we promise.”

“You don’t have to be so afraid of us.” Kurumi giggles, and you contemplate if those words should be coming out of her mouth. Considering that Kurumi won third most terrifying member of your party in an Internet poll, probably not. “We’re just ordinary high school students. We will not hurt you, ufufu…”

Laura says nothing, but nods and continues fixing the room. Within five minutes, everything is back to the way it was before. You all sit back down in your seats. No-one tries to commit seat thievery.

“Nice work.” Your bro says, looking over his shoulder with a genuine smile. You just grin, somewhat guiltily, flash him a thumbs up and look to the front.

>>38428747
TT, where did we place in that 'terrifying' poll?

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“Nice work.” Your bro says, looking over his shoulder with a genuine smile. You just grin, somewhat guiltily, flash him a thumbs up and look to the front.

“Um, well, now that’s out of the way. Let’s begin the introductions. My name is Satomi-sensei, and I will be your teacher for this year. I hope we get along!”

Interesting. Satomi-sensei had been your homeroom teacher last year, too. Is another grand adventure about to begin? Will your bro run out of the classroom after receiving a mysterious text from his phone? You hope not.

Speaking of homeroom, the thirty minutes it occupies passes without much incident. The school bell rings, shrill and loud, and it’s now time for the second class of the day. Books are shuffled into bags, and mental preparations are made.

You check your timetable. That class is…

>Supernatural Theory.
>Supernatural Application.
>English.
>History.
>Mathematics.
>Custom option.

>>38428809
>Supernatural Theory

>>38428809
>Custom option.
>Home economics.

>>38428422
>What kind of girls would be fans of the bro character?

Anyone who like the story but not the "guy every girls fall for" cliché

>>38428809
Sensei is cute
>Supernatural Theory.

>>38428809
>English.

>>38428809
>Mathematics.

>>38428809
>Home economics

>>38428809
>Hebrew

or

>Backwards Latin

>>38428809
>Supernatural Theory.

>>38428809
>Supernatural Theory

>>38428747
So....
We gonna waifu sensei or what?

>>38428930
That's forbidden love, anon.

>>38428930
No. We'll be too busy defending bro's honor to waifu anyone.

>>38428930
Good route, it's an option...

>>38426869
>boomerang sunglasses

oh plz

Gurren Lagann was five years ago.

>>38428963
So's having five waifus, but our Bro gets away with it.
Who's gonna notice one minor violation of the rules?

>>38428806
Fifth.
Background details like this will be posted in the character sheet in the OP, so I recommend you all check it out.

Writing.

>>38429000
>Gurren Lagann was five years ago.
Recency is no indication of quality.

>>38429000
And it's still awesome, right? Right!

>>38429000
Gurren Lagann was the most delicious condensed cheese to date. It aged beautifully.

>>38428930
I would not be against it

>>38429027
>We have the best cooking skill out of everyone (other than bro)
I imagine the other girls are probably pissed off at that.

Could we please not reflexively waifu the first female we meet who isn't already a harem member? Seriously, we (as players) barely even know the woman.

Let's not forget that best friend characters have the highest affinity for sexual harassment

>>38428422
Oh, yeah, we definitely draw the fujoshis.

>>38429056
If that's what you mean by an onslaught of dank memes then yes

>>38429000
>2007
>five years ago

I wish...

>>38428809
>Supernatural Theory.

>>38429083
Fair point.

>>38429027
So the whole list is going on there? Because when I looked it had rankings, and profiles for the MC, us, and the three girls we met already but no poll results.

When do the last 2 girls show up?

>>38429083
Agreed. I'd rather not waifu anybody, tbh, but it's probably inevitable.

>>38429027
>Kurumi
>Time Manipulation
How did this girl end up the worst out of all of us in getting a seat?

>>38429103
Why would the memes it spawned be any indicator of any lack of quality in the original work?

>>38429154
She didn't power up, because if she did, we'd hurt her. (former lt of BBEG gets no slack.)

>>38428930

I would like it, but I doubt MC got enough sense of self-worth to try

>>38429077
What, no. Hakoto is a subrank above us.

It just occurred to me - how soon till the period for Phys Ed?

How many survivors will there be?

>>38429154
She's not very smart.

>>38429210
Home Ec is more dangerous.

>>38429077
>>38429204
I'd argue that the ability to produce meals that last as long as combat rations is a valuable skill in itself.

>>38429210
We'll be fine, We have best ant stats in school.

>>38429230
agreed.

>>38429083
Indeed. The bro should pick someone completely unrelated to the insane events. Just a normal woman. Who has him completely whipped.

>>38429210
Dude the cooking skills. Remember? A boss was killed with bad cooking.

>>38429230
Oh god. It's gonna end with fangirls, even those outside of the class, trying to be the first to taste Tatsuya's cooking, isn't it?

NAME: Tatsuya Aragaki
ROLE: The Leader/???

Hmm...

>>38429230
>>38429268
It's not us I'm worried about.

I mean, suppose our P.E. teacher decides that today we should play dodgeball...

>>38429255
I interpreted it as that her food is relatively tasteless, sits in your gut like a brick, and leaves in the same manner.

Unless it has ground beef. Then it doesn't even warn you.

>>38429331
Spend the entire match making sure people don't end up dead from ballistic balls. End up in infirmary covered in one giant body encompassing bruise.

Before we worry about who WE'LL waifu, we have to ask the most important question: who will our bro waifu? We just want our bro to be happy, even if it tears us up inside to see him so in love with another. We have to sacrifice our happiness for his, because that's what we do. We sacrifice everything we have, and it's all worth it, because it's all for him.

>>38429331

We'll spend most of the match catching or deflecting balls, no worries.

>>38429369
It's okay, anon. All we have to do is steel ourselves, be bold and slaughter all the waifus, become the new Dark Lord and claim him as our own.
That's all.

>>38429369
I'm pretty sure we won't be so broken up when he finds himself in love. If anything, we'd be happy that the haremshit is finally over and then immediately realize we'll have to watch his back for the girls who won't accept it.

>>38429411
Yes he finally picked one! Now I can stop watching over him like a hawk!........ Fuck now I have to save him from the crazy ones. It never ends.

>>38429369
Well the pastebin does say Tatsuya is best house-husband. That being said, we need to maintain broship.

I like the idea of going the evil route, claiming it would best for everyone. Or it turning out that Azazel wasn't in the wrong, and that unless someone follows in his footsteps, the world is doomed.

Bro's harem members keep him from realizing the truth, and we inadvertently have to fight it out when they hinder us.

>>38429369
>>38429411
It's going to end up with that shortly after he finally comes to some sort of agreement with all of them that we find ourself a nice girl who he promptly falls for himself.

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Your next class is Supernatural Theory, in which you would be learning the natural processes behind magic and theoretical ways to apply it to the real world. Information like the best way to conjure elements, the differences between mages and espers, and the methods by which magic was integrated into machinery would be the types of the stuff you would be learning.

You watch Satomi-sensei leave the room and be replaced by a grey-haired old man with round spectacles and a wheezing cough. He places a battered textbook on the table, and the lesson begins.

Five minutes in, a problem begins to surface. Your bro feels it. Hatoko feels it. You, Kurumi and Laura feel it. The sensei doesn't. The others are too busy taking notes. It’s the elephant in the room, except the elephant is belting out J-pop at the top of its lungs.

It’s that this lesson was completely boring! And the reason for it? The five of you were way too overpowered for this class!

It couldn’t be helped. Your party spent a whole year travelling from city to city, fighting demons and saving people like heroes. During that time, you learned magic theory and magic application at a disturbingly exponential rate. Even at B- levels, you easily surpassed the vast majority of the student body. And that’s not getting into your bro’s, Hatoko’s and Kurumi’s skills…

>>38429498
Best end.

>>38428555
We actually have MEoDP

>>38429401
I'm ashamed to admit how much I'd prefer that option. Mostly because I'm tired of cliche haremshit

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Why was Laura here? She had been vat grown, a German genetic experiment to create an army of powerful super-soldiers. But since her birth had been soulless, her magical potential was next to nil. How did she even get into this academy? A mental image of Laura in Schwarzer Regen II, pointing her saber at the school principal, pops into your head. Your imagination can be scarily accurate at times.

The old sensei’s words float in one ear and come out the other. You decide to pass the time by browsing the Internet on your phone and passing notes to your friends. Hatoko falls asleep. Laura activates partial transformation and begins maintenance on her IS.

After two agonizing periods, it’s time for recess. That goes by without much note, other than the fact that fangirls gather outside your classroom, in a similar way to ants crawling around a dried sweetie. Thankfully, none of them try to break in.

The ominous and intimidating glares Laura shoots do a lot to help.

Now you have another double period before lunch. Which one is it?

>Home Economics
>Physical Education
>Supernatural Training
>Custom Option.

>>38429505
Ask for advanced classes!

>>38429542
>>Home Economics

>>38429542
>Physical Education
HERE WE GO

>>38429542
>Home Economics
It's the only class we won't be painfully bored in. Though sadly, also the one with the highest potential for shenanigans. We'll have to be on our guard.

>>38429542
>Home Economics
Poor bro.

>>38429542
>Physical Education

>>38429542
>Physical Education

>>38429542
>Home Ec

>>38429542
>Physical Education
Dodgeball against our bro.
<<It's time.>>

>>38429542
>>Supernatural Training

>>38429534
If this turns out to be a possibility, I'm going to aim for it. Because it would be hilariously fun.

>>38429542
PE

>>38429542
I'm surprised Laura is scaring them away and not Kurumi. Was Laura #2 or 1 in the poll?

Waiting the tsundere and the token loli

>>38429677
ojou is the tsundere
Distant cousin is loli.

>>38429696
They can be a team, like Ice Climbers.

If we follow anime rules the girl most likely to win is the transfer student or the tsundere

>>38429696
Could just as easily be the other way around?

>Rich loli ojou-sama with a complex about her height.
>Distant cousin who j-just happened to be in town, that's all! It's not like she was worried that you'd get injured saving the world or anything! Baka!

>>38429730
Being childhood friend is suffering.

>>38428930
I'd be okay with that, sensei a cutie

>>38429730

It's often the first who expressed explicit interest in the character, or the one who has some kind of "deep bond" with him

>>38429763
At least she is more likely to win than the loli

>>38429781
>It's often the first who expressed explicit interest in the character
Just like in quests on /tg/!

>>38429796
Best girl never wins just like /tg/ too!

>>38429796
>Just like in quests on /tg/!
Nah. That's more the first one to appear.

>>38429836
Depends on the situation really. Unnamed girls don't get chosen for example.

>>38429763

Sometime they win. They just have to actually be in the race from the start, rather than hopping in after a slow start because it took someone going after the MC to decide them to try.

>>38429760

>>Rich loli ojou-sama with a complex about her height

perfect foil for us. Though I would like her better as potential waifu for us

>>38429836
No, it's first expresser of interest. First one to appear only wins when none of them express interest, or all of them do more or less simultaneously.

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It’s time for Physical Education.

“Yes!” You crow, pumping your fist in the air with exhilaration. “This is going to be awesome!”

“I anticipate it.” Laura says, with a small smile. Of course she’s happy. This was one area in which she excelled in.

The class files out and you head towards the gymnasium. The place has changed a lot since you last saw it. Which isn’t surprising, because you distinctly remembering cleaving the place in half during the final battle. For one, it has expanded to be twice as large. Secondly, a new swimming pool has been built underground. And most importantly of all, data battles were open for business! At last, a place where you could train with your comrades without having to severely limit your power, or get yelled at by the city council.

“Alright kids!” The bald and muscular sensei yells. “Welcome to the first Physical Education class of the year. Today we’ll be playing a game very close to my heart…”

He whips out a crimson-colored ball from behind his back and flashes a dazzling smile.

“Dodgeball!”

The entire class burst into cheers and shouts, you and your bro included. Dodgeball was the A-1 Academy’s favourite sport. Students would play it during recess. The academy’s teams would often get the top scoring places in the National Dodgeball Tournament. It’s all perfect for a brief moment, until…

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“I want to be on Tatsuya-kun’s team!”

“Me too me too!”

“Let me touch his balls!”

Tension rises. Hatoko and Laura are not happy. As for the other one...

“Ara ara, excited are we?” Kurumi leers, her trademark smile going from zero to sixty intimidation within a second. “Unfortunately, for the lot of you…you’ll have to get through the three of us first.”

The temperature in the room drops by about ten degrees. Sensei isn’t fazed. “Settle down, the lot of you.” He growls. “Especially you Tokisaki! Teams will be decided at random, then scrambled to be equal in strength. I’ve got a box with me, and names will be taken from it.”

True to his words, the man has a cardboard box with numerous boxes in it. Seems like it’s all up to luck now. Your luck is neither bad nor good, but will it be enough to secure a place on bro’s team?

>Roll 1d20 to decide the outcome.
>As usual, first four rolls count.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>38430076

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>38430076

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>38430076

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>38430076

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>38430076

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38430076

>>38430076

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>38430076

Rolled 5, 10, 13 = 28 (3d20)

>>38430095
>>38430105
>>38430106
>>38430134
Well done...

Writing.

Three 16s?

I, for one, hope we end up on the enemy team and have to face our bro own.

While relentlessly quoting Pixy.

>Yo, buddy. Still alive?
>Those who survive a long time on the battlefield start to think they're invincible.
>I bet you do too, buddy.
>Come on!

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>>38430193

>>38430193
Dodgeball jousting!

>>38430193
Why not ask if he still remembers the basics of CQC?

>>38430235
Better yet shopping cart jousting.

Are wrenches allowed? Also, how hard are these balls? It isn't that pansy foam shit they have now, right?

>>38430268
>Two of the most powerful beings in Japan
>competing in shopping-cart jousting
the images this brings up are hilarious.

>>38430076
>“Let me touch his balls!”
Subtlety: E-

Whatever we end up competing in, we're agreed that all guys in visual range will automatically gain 1 sub-rank in all physical stats and all girls in a radius of several kilometers will instantly cream themselves, right?

>>38430467
Probably, especially if we both go shirtless.

>>38430467
I'd hope that we give our side a morale bonus.

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Rolled 10, 12, 13 = 35 (3d20)

The goddess of fate has granted you salvation today. After much sorting and shifting around, you end up on your bro’s team with Laura with you. Hatoko and Kurumi are placed on the other side, where the boys there waste no time in bombarding with them questions.

“Standard rules apply!” The sensei shouts. “Magic and any other supernatural powers are forbidden. Anymore who tries to use some will be disqualified and running laps. The sensors have been placed along the sides to detect, so don’t try being smart, okay?”

The sensors, steel boxes with red light bulbs on top, are indeed located on the walls. They were the best type available, ones that numerous casinos and gambling dens would pay an arm or leg to get. However, they would be no match for the skills of your party’s Assassin.

Good thing she wasn’t here at the moment.

“Oh, and one more thing. Aragaki, Narukami. Kushikawa, Tokisaki and Bodewig!” You all turn at sensei’s voice. “I know you’re all world-saving heroes and we cannot force you to wear power-limiting armbands, but please try and keep your strength to appropriate levels. Try and lower them to your peers’ standards. We don’t want anybody getting hurt today.”

“No worries, sensei.” Your bro says earnestly. “We’ll do our best to control ourselves. Hear that guys? No violence today!”

Well, now that the party leader has issued his orders, you must obey. The sensei nods respectfully, and the game begins.

The rules are simple: take everyone out. Catch a ball to get the thrower out, and bring one of your lot back in. Hit someone to get them out. Alternatively, knock down all three wooden pegs to destroy the entire team.

Ten balls are placed in the middle of the court. Two teams line up on the far sides of both ends. The sensei checks that all is in place, and the whistle is blown.

The teams charge forward with all their might. You…

>Sprint to the left
>Sprint to the center
>Sprint to the right
>Stay back and prepare to catch
>Protect a peg
>Custom

>>38430562
>Stay back and prepare to catch

>>38430562
>Sprint to the left
LEFT-FIELDER GETS THE MOST CRED

>>38430562
>>Sprint to the left

>>38430562
>Stay back and prepare to catch

Y'know, we could strike it big in a sports anime where penalties for certain things keep getting removed to drum up some ratings.

>>38430562
>stay back and catch
that's the best way to style on fools.

>>38430562
>Stay back and prepare to catch

What are our sports abilities? Can we hit a ball into somebody so hard and accurately it rebounds towards us, we hit it again but angle it to where it bounces back up into the air, and then we jump up in a spin and kick it at someone?

>>38430766
Considering our stats, probably.

>>38430562
>>Sprint to the left

>>38430562
>Stay back and prepare to catch

Disclaimer: The A-1 Megiddo Academy of Supernatural Development does not authorize the usage of basketballs during dodgeball play. Neither do the Thirteen Heroes. Those guys would rather play soccer instead.

Also, dice have nothing to do with dodgeball. For now, at least.

Writing...

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You don’t fancy being taken out this early in the game, you decide to hang back and dedicate your play time to catching balls instead. This proves to be a correct choice, because a large number of the front-liners are currently being attacked by a group of energetic boys. Did Kurumi spur them on? That harlot!

“Here I go, Kazuya-kun!” Hatoko cries, raising a ball and tossing it. You stare blankly at it for a moment, before raising a hand to catch it in your palm.

“Aw, no fair…” Hatoko had never been the most physically fit out of the party. She spent too much time practicing her elemental powers instead. It was good for when the party came across dudes who just wouldn’t go down from a few whacks to the torso, but awful when jogging across cross country became necessary.

Still, even after getting someone back in, the opposing team does not go down easily. Kurumi somehow demonstrates herself to be surprisingly capable at throwing, knocking out five of your side with solid blows to the limbs. When did she get so accomplished at it?

“I never should’ve given her grenade training!” Laura hisses, catching a ball and returning it at full velocity.

Ah, that explains it.

Minutes later, your team is down to eight. You, your bro, Laura and five others. Meanwhile, the opposing team outnumbers you by six. Hatoko has rejoined the team. The situation is truly dire. Most of the balls are on their side of the court. If you don’t think of something now, all that waits for you is dodgeball oblivion!

“Tatsuya-kun, what do we do?” A female classmate cries shrilly.

“There’s too many of them!” A boy shrieks, pointing at the sneering and smirking faces of the opposition.

“We should just give up.” Another girl whimpered.

This finally elicits a response in your bro. His fists clench. “No.” he snarls. “We will not give up.”

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The others stop and stare. You and Laura say nothing, but watch in silence. “It is entirely possible for the underdogs to win. Kazuya is proof of this. Laura is proof of this. I am proof of this! When my crew faced down Azazel and his minions, did we run and hide?”

The others shake their head. “Of course we didn’t! We knew we had a chance, even though the rest of the world doubted us. We saw the light in the worst, most pitch black darkness, and we were ready to seize it with our all. No matter how hard it got, no matter how much pain we were in, we kept on fighting. And do you know why? Because the world ain’t over until the final trumpet has sounded! Let me tell you, it is far from that right now.”

Your bro takes a deep breath and continues. His eyes are hard and cold. “So after hearing all that, are you with me? Are you ready to show the opposition that we are strong. That we are ready to fight to the bitter end? March forward with all your strength, and clench that strand of victory from their bare bands!”

Silence fills the gymnasium.

“Tatsuya-kun!” The first girl sniffs, tears forming in her eyes. “I…I won’t give up.”

“I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth!” The boy shouts.

“Let’s show them what we’ve got!”

>New Ability of Tatsuya’s Revealed!
>Rousing Speech (B): Tatsuya uses his status as a world-saving hero to sway the hearts of others to his side, thus boosting their Strength and Endurance by one sub-rank. Morale is also increased.

“Not bad bro,” You grin, clapping him on the back. “Not bad at all.”

“Hmph. As expected of my wife.” Laura says, closing her solitary eye. “Shall we give them pain, then?”

“Yeah, let’s go—”

And then a ball comes out of nowhere and hits him right on the head. He falls to the ground.

>>38431650
>And then a ball comes out of nowhere and hits him right on the head. He falls to the ground.
It's amazing it didn't happen sooner, honestly.

>>38431650
Kek

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“Bro!” You shout. You glare in the direction of the attack. “Kurumi, you bitch!”

“Ara ara, forgive me Tatsuya-kun.” She cackles. “But as they say, all’s fair in love and war.”

“Damn you…” Laura growls, and you can imagine a raging fire burning in her solitary crimson eye. Her fists are clenched, and on the verge of drawing blood with her nails. “I will not forgive you for attacking my wife. Men, AVENGE HIM!”

Thus, the dodgeball game starts up again. It swiftly descends into a brutal and bloody battle. The ‘death’ of Tatsuya only serves to rile up your side more. Hatoko and Laura take each other out in a fast double kill. The rest of your team stampede forward, throwing balls and dodging them with all your might.

Soon, the remaining number of people on the field is two. You and Kurumi. Both of you have balls in your hands. The face-off is imminent.

“Kurumi Tokisaki…” you breathe, crushing the side of your ball, “When was the last time we faced like this?”

“I believe it was in Shibuya Narukami-san,” Kurumi responds sweetly. “Or did you perhaps mean your first visit to Akihabara?”

“Do you know how hard it is to find DVDs in the middle of a demon war?”

“Very much so.” Kurumi giggles. “I know this of course. After all, did I not burn down the store you and Tatsuya-kun were visiting in?”

“It took three whole days, Kurumi. Three. Whole. Days.”

“A good thing we won, then?”

“Gray Soul has a lot of words to say.” You snarl, your grip tightening. “But he cannot appear at the moment, so I’ll speak them for him!”

“So does Zafkiel!” Kurumi laughs. “If you’re done blabbering on and on, let us begin!”

The two of you step back, and charge at each other, roaring. The crowd watches in fevered glee. Both of you equally as fast. You decide to aim for the…

>Head.
>Torso.
>Arms.
>Legs.
>Custom option.

>>38431650
Oh shit. Melodramatic death scene time?
>TATSUYAAAAAAAA~

>>38431717
>>Torso.

>>38431717
>>Head.
can we aim for the face?

>>38431717
>Custom
Back wall at an angle to tag her from behind.
CAPTAIN AMERICA UP IN THIS BITCH

>>38431717
>Custom option.
No need to hold back since we are the only ones here. Throw two balls at her make them ricochet into blurring maelstrom of rubber doom.

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>>38431717
>Torso.

>>38431717
>Custom option.
The peg that's actually been dwindled to one over the course of the match and nobody else realized.

>>38431717
>>Torso.
Center of mass, harder to dodge.

>>38431717
>Custom option
>Knock the ball she throws back at her! We'll be ready for the rebound, but will she...?!

>>38431772
Ahahaha, this!

>>38431717
>Custom option
Wait for her to throw, dodge it, and when she's wide open, hit her. It's our dodging ability versus her marksmanship.

Also I'll assume Gray Soul is the name of our sword or something.

Retracting >>38431785 in favor of >>38431772.

>>38431772
Seconding

>>38431717
>>Head.

>>38431717
>Torso.

>>38431717
Supporting:
>>38431772

>>38431772
Supporting.

>>38431650
Getting hit in the head doesn't count. It's your shield in dodgeball.

>>38432120
It does for the hero's who saved the world. Head-shields are handicaps.

Rolled 3, 5 = 8 (2d20)

Writing...
Who is the shades?

>>38431717
>Distract her from Kazuya throwing a ball right at her by throwing a ball while grunting like we're in DBZ

>>38431650
Time for an overdramatic death scene, right?
RIGHT?

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Rolled 1, 5 = 6 (2d20)

There! In the distance, in the far left! A solitary pegs stands innocently, its wood worn and chipped by the number of times it has been fallen down. If you knocked it over, you would win.

Kurumi isn’t going to let you get away that easily. With a magnificent cackle, she hurls the ball directly at your neck. Her throw is strong, and the ball zooms through the air, too fast for you to dodge without releasing your limiters. There is no choice. You toss your ball in the same direction.

The balls collide and bounce off into the air. They ricochet back to their owners. The two of you leap. You grab your white. Kurumi grabs the black.

Then, in midair, the two of you wrench your arms back, and fire.

“A-Amazing!” Some kid with a nasally voice shout. “Tokisaki-chan and Narukami-san refused to give up until the very end. Yet, despite all their efforts, the dodgeball match has ended in a draw! How disappointing it must be for the two heroes!”

“Who asked you to commentate?” Sensei roars, smacking a microphone out the boy’s hands. “Where did you even get it?”

Yes, the match has ended in a draw. You and Kurumi lie flat on your backs, contemplating this.

“That sucks.” You mumble.

“Perhaps we should’ve faced each other in a simulation battle.” Kurumi says, her face serious for once. “A draw is worse than losing.”

You laugh. “Please. Don't even bother. You’ll lose to me. I didn’t get to show off my full strength today.”

“Oh? Is that a challenge I hear?” Kurumi grins. “Shall we spar after lunch?”

“Nah, we don’t have any free periods. Maybe later.”

>>38432729
Our team won! Hooray!

>>38432729
>without releasing your limiters
Huh. Are we talking about the self-imposed limiters from Tatsuya or do we actually have limiters and we can go even further beyond our current stats?

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Rolled 18, 18 = 36 (2d20)

And like that, both of you get up from the ground and file in with the rest of the class. The thirty of you march back to your classroom. It’s lunchtime now, the halls are lively with activity and your stomach is rumbling from all the physical activity. But that’s not the only reason you’re excited and in massive anticipation.

Yes, you’ll be able to each lunch with bro on the roof. Just like the two of you used two! It’ll be fantastic, wonderful and some other words from the thesaurus.

To that end, you unpack your bento and stand up from your seat.. “Hey bro,” you smile, “Wanna head up to the—”

“Come, my wife.” Laura states, pulling on your bro’s arm. “We must eat lunch in the shade. I must ensure that you consume the proper amount of nutrients.”

“No fair, Laura!” Hatoko cries. She stand up and latches onto your bro’s other arm. “I made stuff for Ta-kun as well. You can’t hog him all for yourself.”

“Ufufu, Tatsuya-san. Would you like to sample some of my cooking? I practiced over the weekend and I believe you’ll be satisfied with the results.” Kurumi says. At the mention of this, your bro’s face goes deathly pale. The last time he tried some, he vomited it up on a patch of grass, instantly killing all life and promptly ensuring that nothing would ever grow there.

With that last sentence, you see your bro being marched out the door by the three girls. The expression on his face is one of total despair. The girls are like prison wardens, dragging an unfortunate soul to the chopping block. Well, maybe not Hatoko. Nevertheless, you are left in the dust.

No.

No. No. NO.

This is not happening. You will not let it happen. You’ve waited too long for this. You don’t care if the harem members are your trusted friends; today is not a day where you will put up with their bullshit! You are getting your bro back for lunch, and you will do so by any means necessary.

You…
>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform
>Shove the three girls aside
>Bodyslam
>Custom option

>>38432801
>all of the above

>>38432801
Uh, bro kinda won the game by outlasting the enemy, aren't we going to raise him up on our team's collective shoulders and cheer for him?

>>38432801
>>Shove the three girls aside

>>38432801
>Shove the three girls aside
Grab BRo
Run at our best unlimited speed.

>>38432801
>>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform
Lets not be hasty.

>>38432801
>Custom option
Go the charismatic route. Call in favors, give bribes, blackmail, anything. Just let us have our bro for lunch.

That came out wrong.

>>38432801
Is spirit bomb an option?
If not, shove aside. It doesn't count as cockblocking your bro if you're protecting his life.

>>38432801
>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform
>RELEASE THE LIMITERS

>>38432801
>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform

>>38432801
>Shove the three girls aside

>>38432801
>Custom option
go do our own thing, he needs to learn to fight his own battles

>>38432801
>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform
Yoink!

>>38432801
>>38432843
Please respond, the head being invincible from outting is kind of a universal rule in dodgeball. Does that rule not apply in this universe?

>>38432801
>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform

>>38432801
>Custom option

He's wearing a jacket or shirt of some kind, so grab him by the legs and pull him free from their clutches, leaving them holding onto his coat.

Then book it, maybe go out the window and climb up the wall of the school.

>>38432801
>>Grab the scruff of bro’s uniform

>>38432801
>Custom option
As a good bro, we need to resolve this conflict. Here's how: We'll establish a rotating system in which the various harem members get to eat lunch alone with him on different days. Our day is today.

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>>38432894
That never ends well

>>38432864
>>38432894
>>38432896
>>38432903
>>38432914
>>38432960
>Chance of success increased by 10%.
>For this 1d20 roll to determine success, 18 and 19 will count as critical hits.
>First four decides it.

>>38432908
The balls are soft foam ones, so hitting the head doesn't do any damage and is considered acceptable. That was how my school did it, anyway.


>Please roll 1d20.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>38433018

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38433018

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>38433018

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>38433018

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38433018

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>38433018
>The balls are soft foam ones
Ugh, that takes all the coolness out of the last few scenes!

>>38433018
>That was how my school did it, anyway.
we used to use vollyballs, it was amazing

>>38433029
Score.

>>38433018
>Soft foam
>Not superior kickball type
Your school sucked.

>>38433029
God job wrenloft, Dice love you today.

>>38433029
WRENLOFT!

Good job this time you heaven/hell bastard.

>>38433029
So this is the infamous Wrenloft roll.

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>>38433029
Good Job.

>>38433029
Fucking Wrenloft. Thanks for the crit in another quest.

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Hatoko is chatting about how her new batch of onigiri came out. Laura is lecturing about the usefulness of potassium and vitamin C. Kurumi is snickering softly at Tatsuya’s horrified expression, oblivious as to why. None of them are aware of the pain train you are about to unleash on them.

Like a mad bull, you pump energy through your legs and kick off. The endeavor will definitely succeed, you feel it. This time though, you maneuver through multiple students and desk with all the grace you can muster. Three metres, two metres, one metres and you at long last each your bro.

You shove Kurumi aside, ignoring her yelp of surprise, and grab the scruff of your bro’s blazer. He gasps in surprise. Then you wrench him out of Hatoko and Laura’s grips and run like hell.

“Bro, we’re getting out here!” you yell, as you drag him through the school corridor.

“Where are we going?” He shouts back.

“To the rooftop!”

A confused yet elated smile blossoms on his face. “Oh! Are we going to eat lunch there?”

“Hell yes!” You roar, now in the process of climbing the school stairs.

“Sweet!”

You reach the top quickly. The door is wide open, a gap of light shining through the dark stairwell. You kick it open, and both of you stumble out into the open air. Before you do anything, you spin around and lock the door shut. That should prevent most people from getting in, and the sturdy steel structure would give the two of you time to jump down from the roof, if necessary.

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The sun is bright. White clouds dot the sky. The rooftop is clear. A metal, chain-linked fence surrounds the four sides. It is a perfect spot for some quiet interrupted lunch.

“Thanks a bunch, Kazuya.” Your bro says, leaning against a wall and panting. “Thought I was going to die there.”

“No problemo.” You grin, striding over and patting his back. “Gotta look out for my best friend and everything.”

“I could’ve stomached it if it was just Hatoko and Laura.” He continues, “But Kurumi…”

“You know, I never understood why she kept ignoring your cooking advice.” You comment, as the two of you make your way over to a pair of sun-dried benches.

“I guess she just isn’t naturally good at cooking?” Your bro says sheepishly. “Or maybe I’m just bad at teaching…”

“That is bullshit and you know it.” You say. “So, what do you have to eat?”

“I picked up some yakisoba on the way back here.” Your bro grins, showing the packaged meal consisting of fried noodles wrapped in bread. “Forgot to get a drink though. You mind if I hop down and get one now?”

“Nah, I’ll get it for you.” You say, rising to your feet. It was too risky. What if fangirls found him? What if his harem found him? What if a member of his harem found him, alone?

“It’ll be quick.” Your bro persists. There’s a vending machine near the bottom ground behind us. I can jump down without getting harmed, buy a drink and scale my way up.”

He beams in your direction.

“Come on, I can handle it. Trust me.”

>Let him go
>Do it for him.

>>38433519
>A confused yet elated smile blossoms on his face. “Oh! Are we going to eat lunch there?”
>“Hell yes!”
OTP

>>38433565
>>Let him go

>>38433565
>>Let him go
>Let him go
Let him go

>>38433565
>Let him go
Any further and we're dangerously close to becoming a love interest guys.
Besides, he's the most powerful teenager in Japan, what's the worst that could happen?

>>38433565
>>Let him go
Part of being a bro is trusting your bro.

>>38433565
>Let him go
We trust him.

Also, the inevitable encounter with some as-yet-unknown character once we're alone.

>>38433565
>Let him go
I'll set traps for the girls.

>>38433519
>That should prevent most people from getting in, and the sturdy steel structure would give the two of you time to jump down from the roof, if necessary.
Yes, but we're not dealing with 'most people'.

>>38433565
>Let him go
"But if you see anything with a pair of X-chromosomes, leg it."

>>38433565
>Push him off.
>"YOU AIN'T SHIT WITHOUT ME, BOYEEEE"

>>38433565
>Let him go

Make sure to look around where he's going and keep an eye on him. Be prepared to provide ranged support, I'm sure we can find something we can throw. And if not we can just throw parts of the roof.

>>38433565
>Let him go
If you bro something set it free, if it returns you know it bro you back.

>>38433565
>Let him go

>>38433565
>Let him go

>CAN'T HOLD HIM BACK ANYMORE

>>38433752
That is so broetic.

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Your bro should be fine. Part of being a best friend is trusting your bro when the chips are down. Currently, the chips are small and insignificant, but are chips nonetheless. Fine. It’s not like he’s a fragile flower. This is a boy who faced Azazel’s last form one-on-one and lived to tell the tale. And by lived you mean beating the fucker to a pulp and reducing his head to nothing more than specks of blood and bone shards.

You relent.

“Go for it, man. But, uh, if you see anybody with double X-chromosomes who ain’t part of our crew, you should hightail it out of there.”

“Why?” Your bro asks.

“Because they might try to strip you naked.” You say, seriously.

There is an awkward pause. “I don’t think they would go that far…” Your bro laughs, nervously. “Then again…”

“What happened this morning, right?” You say.

“Yeah. Alright, I’ll be careful.” Your bro responds, and begins to climb up the side of the wire-link fence. “Hey, do you want me to get you anything?”

“If you’re buying, then I’ll have a lemon-line.”

“Poor taste as always!” He snickers. With a hop and a jump, he’s falling down from the edge of the rooftop. Not that it’s a big deal to him—his power, while not really intended to be used for this purpose, lets him drop from large heights without breaking a sweat. He once princess-carried Hatoko while leaping off a falling skyscraper like this, much to your childhood friend’s happiness.

You sigh and relax. It’s a beautiful day, and you bask in its warm glow as the sun rises higher and higher into the sky. The morning had been stressful, but it seems that the karmic wheels had ultimately turned in your favour. You were victorious in your mission, your lunch is delicious, your best friend is getting cold drinks for the both of you.

What could possibly go wrong—

“There you are.”

Godfuckingdammit. Who is it this time?

A member of your bro’s harem, that’s who. One that was mysteriously absent from the morning walk or your classes today. Because you had no contact, you forgot about her. You forgot how she managed to get into the most impossible of spaces and situations during the quest.

You are referring to…

>The cute and haughty ojou-sama
>Your bro’s distant cousin.

>>38434160
>>The cute and haughty ojou-sama

>>38434160
>>Your bro’s distant cousin.

Seems to make a bit more sense than the ojou-sama for this.

>>38434160
>>The cute and haughty ojou-sama

>>38434160
>The cute and haughty ojou-sama
She's towering over us, how ironic

>Sneak a peek

>>38434160
>>Your bro’s distant cousin.

>>38434160
>The cute and haughty ojou-sama

>>38434160
>The cute and haughty ojou-sama

Vending machine, haughty, cute, ojou-sama. Hmmm....

Lets save the cousin for last.

>>38434160
>The cute and haughty ojou-sama

Ojou-sama's teensy weensy, right?

>>38434160
>The cute and haughty ojou-sama
If she doesn't have drill hair and an 'ohoho' laugh I am going to be disappointed.

If she was the heir of a ninja clan, that'd just make me smile like an idiot.

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>>38434160
>>Your bro’s distant cousin.

Makes sense she wasn't all over him yet.

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That shit-eating grin. Those half-lidden eyes, as if she were half-stoned or narcoleptic. You could recognize that face from a mile away. Sachiko Koshimizu was one of the cutest and the richest girls in the world, and by god did she strive to let everyone know. With a tongue as sharp as barbed wire, a heritage belonging to the largest and most successful company in Japan, along with a voice that could make the angel Gabriel weep in joy, Sachiko’s ego had grown to be almost as large as Megiddo City itself.

Admittedly, you’d be dead if it weren’t for her fallen angel powers buffing and healing the party, but that didn’t excuse her attitude. The other girls refused to excuse other aspects of her personality. Such as the way Sachiko often ‘kidnapped’ your bro to take out on shopping trips or five-star dinner meals.

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“Ufu, good day to you, Kazuya-san.” She says, hovering in the air. Her black fallen angel wings are outstretched from her back, and she is wearing a massively elaborate and fashionable version of the girl’s uniform. “I have been looking for you.”

“That’s strange, you say.” You comment, staring at her in the eye. “Normally you look for bro instead.”

“I do.” Sachiko says, as she lands on the ground and retracts her wings. “But unfortunately I have been unable to locate him, despite the network of informants gathered on the school grounds. I thought that Tatsuya-kun would naturally want to seek a cute girl such as I, but I suppose even our leader can have his foolish moments.”

“So you turned to me, his best friend.” You say, unflinching. “Why weren’t you in our class?”

“The papers got mixed up.” Sachiko says, sweetly. It is saccharine. “I made sure to punish the fool who did.”

You forgot that the Koshimizu Corp practically owns the school. They contributed a vast amount of decision-making in its reconstruction.

“Back on topic. You and Tatsuya-kun are known to be inseparable. So, do you know where he is?” Sachiko continues, smiling.

“Nah.” You say firmly and resolutely. “I came up here by myself. Don’t know where bro is.”

This time, Sachiko daintily walks over to you. She is short, but from where you are sitting the two of you make eye contact. “I will ask again. Do you know where Aragaki-kun is? Please do not lie. It will be most displeasing if you do…”

>Lie.
>Tell the truth.
>Keep silent.
>Custom option.

>>38434625
>No drill hair.

I'm not going to say I'm disappointed. Cause I'm not. But it would have been nice.

>>38434652
>Lie.