I can't say I woke up from the alarm, but it's the first time I was happy to hear the alarm in the morning. That Ogata bastard didn't give me any rest and wouldn't even let me sleep all night, every time I fell asleep I would plummet into the floor and wake up.
For once I was happy I was going to school, it sounds weird to say, but it was reality, I took a shower, made my school bag, ate breakfast and went to school, outside it was still dark, but I didn't care, I was getting as far from that sadist as I could.
The teacher at the gate was happy to see students that came to school early, I went to class and waited for the bell, while reading a book, that shouldn't have been in my school bag to begin with, something about martial arts phylosophy, Hinduism and buddhism. Can't say I understood much of it, but it sounded a bit interesting, more like reading about fairy tales, myths and legends rather than martial arts. The Book's title was "Asura Path" and it was handwritten, rather interesting at parts, but parts it was total bullshit.
Once the other students entered I hid the book, because I felt embrarassed about myself, having been engrossed with this handwritten junk, although some of the points it made were rather solid and I found no way of disputing them.
The Shirahama kid was late again, now I can only accept that he's a repeat offender that will never mend his ways.
During the break I stayed in class, normaly I don't eat during breaks and wait until after classes are over. I was rather shocked to see the frail looking Miu jump atop of a tree branch. Is she stupid or something? tree bark isn't the cleanest of places to sit and there's bound to be insects crawling the thing.
On another note why should I care, that's her problem after all, wait, the Shirahama kid sat on the bench underneath her, oh he'll be in a lot of pain if he looks up.
I was right, that violent woman kicked him right in the face, full body weight crushing at his face, I'm surprised he's still standing. Seems like the karate club did teach him how to be a durable punching bag.
The violent hypocrite girl apologized once more, she's really too shameless, she probably planned to kick anyone's face, once they looked up, that was her plan all along. Shit I think she's flirting with him, now that's interesting, didn't know he was her type.
She gave him a present or something, from the second floor it's difficult to tell what it is, but valentine's day isn't here yet. It seems however that love is in the air today.
School is over and I'm going back home, on the way I see some thugs knocking an old man.
A few moments after I pass them Violent Miu begins to make a scene over it, she probably wants to kick their asses. Probably a good way for stress relief, just shows how evil she is, she will probably beat them black and blue, since she looks weak, but punches like a truck.
I make my way to pass, ignoring the comotion, One of the thugs glared at me while calling everyone a weakling, well now I'm pissed.
"Weaklings will not always be weaklings!"
Violent Miu said, well that's up to debate, there are lots of people that are weak and live their lives just fine, of course that's another one of Violent Miu's tricks to make her victims drop their guard.
Before I can even intervene, the Shirahama kid tumbles his way into the scene, is he stupid or something, of course he is, but it's quite brave of him to join. Wait how weak are those guys, if the kid's punch made them bleed.
Taking out a knife when facing a kid, that's just cowardly, I just have to intervene, they're not even noticing me as I approach. Well too late, Violent Miu has already begun to give them hell, I'm sure she crippled one guy's hand, the one whom touched her head, the fuck she took the knife in order to scratch their car, that's some nasty stuff there. She wasn't content with crippling them and decided to destroy their property as well, the car looked rather expensive as well.
I better let the loving couple alone, I wouldn't want to get in her way, but before I go I have to at least give a guy a leg trip into the pavement.
I'm leaving, I don't want them to think I'm helping them and be friendly with me, especialy Violent Miu, crap she's noticed, she's even come to thank me for helping them.
"No big deal, after all we're classmates and you beat all of them by yourself, what I did was but help a bit, I think Shirahama Kid deserves most of the credit, he was a perfect distraction"
"It's Kenichi!"
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I didn't even bother as I left, when they turned around the old man had long left and returned with some police officers long afterwards only to find the thugs beaten and crippled, the culprit nowhere to be found, especialy since most people avoided getting entangled in yakuza matters.
I'm thinking of asking that scammer on which club to join, since nothing seems to inspire me at the moment and his book "Asura path" although it has poor writing, it has a really deep plot, that not everyone's able to appreciate. The path of slaughter, invincibility at the price of one's soul, could make for a really good novel if he decided to publish it.
On the road to home, I once more encountered my Goddess, this time I will properly introduce myself.
-Why am I so unlucky!
-I'm Soryu Yashin.
-I don't care, now beat it before I beat you!
-Can you be my girlfriend!
-What? Did yesterday's beating turn you into a retard?
-No I'm serious, please be my girlfriend!
-Dude I don't even know you!
-But I can't take you out of my mind, your beautiful eyes, hair and figure are all perfect
-Did you go both retarded and blind in one day or were you already blind when I beat you up, if so I will have to apologize, I don't normaly beat up disabled people
-Please be my girlfriend!
-I'll kill you!
She shouted as she went on kicking me into the air, then into the ground and went on kicking as some other girls were looking at her and laughing.
Mockingly saying "Kisara got a boyfriend!"
I on the other side was caught completely off guard by her, as she had too suddenly went from timid and lazy kisara to the angry tsundere Kisara.
-I hope you've learnt your lesson, never show before me again
-Y...e... See you tomorrow...
After hearing my words I was in a world of pain again, but I felt like a ball of yarn being played by a kitten, with a rather heavy handed kitten.
-Did you learn your lesson now...pant
-I love you...
There was silence around as the onlookers were all girls, they begun to whisper and calling me a pervert. To my defense, I was more excited to have finaly learnt her name and her kicks had gotten a lot weaker overtime.
I woke up a few minutes later, this time my clothes were even worse than yesterday, mom was horrified when she saw me, but was extremely happy when that scammer arrived.
"See this is why your boy needs some scolding from time to time, I'm sure he's simply seeking attention or trying to impress some girl"
Seeing as my face had gone red, my mother wasn't stupid, but now the interogations, begun.
-So a girl from another school, whom you only saw twice beat the crap out of you because you kept staring at her?
-Well the second time I asked her to become my girlfriend
-She was totally right to kick your ass, girls need romance, flowers and poetry, here take this money and tomorrow buy her some chocolates and flowers, make sure to apologize and tell her that you really like her and want to know more about her
I was lost for words, but she was probably right, I was such a fool, mom always knows what's best.
Although after looking at the scammer, beggar, novelist whom thinks of himself as a martial artist, I'm having my doubts if her plan will work.
It's evening now, around 6 and there's 13 hours before the alarm for school, I really hope he will give me some time to sleep tonight.
My so called Martial Arts teacher had a really evil grin on his face.
"I didn't know you like being beaten so much, you seemed so happy when she beat you up, I'm sure you'll love today's training regime"
He said as he took out a rope from under my bed, I don't remember having one there.
"Today I will make you flexible, I will dislocate every single joint in your body and then put them back, the rope is just an insurance"
His words made me panic, but before I could say a world a cloth and a rope were put in my mouth, as the maniac begun to bind me with his rope.
The maniac didn't lie, as after binding me up into what seemed to be a ball of yarn, he begun to dislocate all my bones, it was excruciating pain and he went as far as doing the same to my fingers, wrist and feet as well.
A regular person would have already gone unconcious from this pain, but I was strange, I found a weird excitment when hurt, maybe I'm a pervert, or maybe it's the feeling caused by the adrenaline rush that is produced when your very survival is on the line, when you think that you will die because of the pain, when you scream and resist while you are totaly helpless.
Ogata was even more into this than I was, as he looked into my eyes with interest, as he continued to dislocate all the joints in my body.
"If this succeeds, you will become my masterpiece"
he said while laughing silently with a creepy smile.
An hour into it or something and he had dislodged everything he could, my palm and feet felt like sacks of bones.
"Now lets see if you're a dragon or a snake"
He said as he begun to lodge the bones back into their sockets, the pain was even worse than before, as my nerves were pleading me to fall unconcious, it was weird, but the more pain I felt the more numb I became to pain.
"Perfect, you're still awake, but for the next step I will have to put you to sleep"
The bastard knocked me out and I was unaware what he was about to do, but even if I knew I would probably had gone crazy from the pain.
While I was unconcious the crazy bastard proceeded to dislocate my spinal cord and cranial bones, It was a tedious task, but the madman was so into it that he didn't even care about the blood dripping out of my mouth.
At this moment in time Kenichi was reading some fake martial arts book called "How to master the revival Technique".