*Splash*
"Okay..." Zenkichi let out a soft breath as he looked up, water running down his face as he stared intently at the mirror.
It was a dozen minutes or so after dinner.
He, his mom, and Medaka cleaned up. In which his mom then went straight to bed; clearly exhausted from the entire day of working and then worrying about her son.
Zenkichi quickly excused himself to the bathroom before Medaka could talk to him.
Cowardly? Yup, and Zenkichi wasn't going to deny of that. Actually, he'd proclaim any guy who would talk to Medaka who's in a bad mood as the strongest and bravest man in the world.
Think of it this way, would you provoke a mother bear who've lost her cub? Because that's the current situation with Medaka.
'I think I even saw the manifestation of Asura behind her right when I excused myself into here.' Zenkichi shuddered. He didn't dismiss that vision so easily.
He vividly remembered that she had learned magic tricks in their middle school from the Magic Club and she mastered so many advanced tricks that she could even create "real" magic.
That told him enough that she wasn't just going to "talk" to him.
It might seem paranoid and weird to assume that she was going to hurt him because he had banged girls before heading home, cause it wasn't like she was his girlfriend, but you don't get it.
Their relationship was hella complicated.
"Alright." Zenkichi closed his eyes, slowly clenched his hands, and relaxed his shoulders.
From within himself, a soft fiery energy surged.
It started as a spark.
"Tatakae. Tatakae. Tatakae..."
As he slowly hyped himself up, that spark of ember began to intensify. Brighter, hotter, and bigger until it eventually transformed into a roaring fire similar to a furnace blazing at the center of his chest.
Heat rolled through his veins.
It surged throughout his entire body.
That fire, was the Will of Fire!
"I am Zenkichi Hitoyoshi, the man who united delinquents, gangsters, and even Yakuzas in Tokyo."
"I am a man amongst men, a King! No, why settle for a King when..."
Zenkichi's blue eyes gleamed, seemingly as if blue lightning flickered.
"I can be a God—"
At that moment.
*Bang!*
"Zenkichi."
"Aahh!"
The door to his bathroom was destroyed as Medaka's head burst through it like she was a villain from a horror.
Even creepier was that she was looking at him with a nonchalant expression.
Also, Zenkichi didn't scream like a girl. He let out a manly yell.
Yes. Hmhm. That's exactly the case.
"M-Medaka-chan!? What the hell are you doing?!" Subconsciously, he started covering himself with his hands; unsuccessfully might he add in his mind.
Zenkichi was trying to rinse his body entirely from any lingering scent from the girls he banged. So he was almost entirely naked except for a towel around his waist.
"Don't worry. I'll pay for the door," Medaka simply replied. "Plus, it's not as if I haven't seen it all before."
"Oh, okay. That's totally fine then—like hell it is!"
"Listen, I need to talk to you." Medaka ignored him and pulled her head out of the door.
She then tuck her arm into the hole and turn the knob, and entered the bathroom as if it was the natural thing to do.
"W-Wait. No, hold on a moment—"
"Zenkichi."
Before Zenkichi could speak a coherent sentence, Medaka started walking up to him with a menacing gaze; forcing him to start walking back and eventually halting, with his back against the wall.
*Bang!*
"Did you encounter trouble again? You normally don't come home like this; wearing formal clothes and smelling with a variety of feminine smells." Medaka said, who slammed both her hands at the wall around Zenkichi's head to the point it cracked.
She looked at him straight at his eyes, unblinking and poker-faced.
Zenkichi gulped, and since she was a couple inches shorter than him, he had to look down and saw a generous view of her massive tits.
He didn't know when, but Medaka had changed back into her school uniform, and a lot of people would know how revealing the chest area was.
'Oookay. I don't know if I should be scared or aroused. Scaroused? Is that a word?'
"Is it those Red Tails? Or that one group from Nangokuren High School, Ryōzenpaku? Zenkichi. I can accept a lot of things, but getting back into a gang and bullying the weak and innocent again crosses my line!" She narrowed her eyes into a ferocious glare, the air around her almost humming.
Zenkichi blinked.
"Gang? Me?" he repeated.
"Yes," Her eyes sharpened. "You disappeared. You came home late. You're wearing a suit, the coat gone and smudges of blood are on your pants. And you smell like at least three scents from different women."
"That is either the aftermath of a party, which we both know I would quickly hear if there was a party in this city, or... you've gone back to fighting gangs and possibly even threatening innocent people."
Zenkichi was stunned, and he didn't know if he should laugh or cry at the assumption she ended up with.
But thinking about it logically, it made sense.
He wasn't known to be a playboy or a casanova, but a delinquent in middle school that ruled entire districts just half-way through his first year.
It actually was a wonder how he didn't get any jail time or community service for all the crap he did a couple years ago. And Zenkichi always thought that it was because of Medaka that he didn't face the consequences of his hot-blooded youth.
Well, that and something else entirely that would be explained later on down the story.
'Okay, it looks like she isn't entirely angry of the girls that I was with. That figures. She isn't exactly the jealous type after all.' He inwardly sighed in relief that she didn't seem to be angry that he was with other women, just at the thought that he was back in the game.
But seriously, would he really come back after the "lesson" he learned for being a bully?
'Yeah, I still remember the beating you gave me when I wanted to teach Akune-senpai a lesson and the threat of telling my actions to my mom.' He could handle a beating or two, but his mom?
One slipper was enough to send him to the hospital or clinic, and considering she was a licensed medical professional? She'd also take care of him, all the while nagging him and giving him a disappointed look.
That was enough to make him give up the mantle of the "Yellow Flash" and other cringeworthy names.
"Listen, Medaka-chan. I—"
"Did you meet with the Council?" Medaka cut him off, her voice grim and her eyes was filled with suspicion mixed with sadness.
Zenkichi expression instantly changed.
He looked serious, no-nonsense and any humor in his eyes vanished.
"No," He straightened his back, grabbed Medaka's shoulders with his hands, and stared straight at her eyes. "Medaka, listen to me. I am done with that group. I am not going back—"
He closed his eyes, memories of the past flickered through his mind.
Memories predominantly of fire, blood, fists, and broken bones.
It was a time when everything looked straight out of an action movie as numerous destroyed buildings, broken bodies, and other collateral damage you'd expect from a war had become a daily occurrence.
Mind you, this was in the span of around six months!
If Zenkichi had followed after his dreams and ambitions, he would've become the kingpin of Japan's underworld. Unfortunately....
No, it wasn't just because of Medaka and his mother that made him 'retire' from his delinquent phase.
It was also because of them.
The Executives of the Council.
The Monsters.
A certain memory flickered within Zenkichi's mind, one of a tall and lean-yet-muscular young man who's dressed well in leather. His hair is shaved on the sides but long on top, slicked back as well.
But what made him stand out was his face; the scar stretching between his pitch black eyes with white irises.
He was one of the Executives of the Council, known as the White Demon.
He grinned maliciously at him as he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.
"I'll admit. You're strong, incredibly so. To take out so many others while injuring me in your current state, I'm stunned. Hah! And you're still emanating so much potential...! Ah. It's making me shiver."
His grin dropped and his eyes furrowed, frustration on his face.
"But something's holding you back. I don't know what it is, nor do I care, but you're completely useless to me unless you remove that mental block. It's just... distasteful. Tsk!"
"I won't kill you right now. Not out of honor or respect, but simply because you're not worth it yet."
"Remember this. I will come back someday, stronger than ever, and I will claim what was denied to me today."
Monsters like them opened his eyes, about how that there was people as strong or stronger than Medaka Kurokami.
Though their power and callousness couldn't compare to the monster with a literal screw loose. There was simply no comparison.
Nevertheless, Zenkichi's first personal experience with people, who were around his age, that could go physically toe-to-toe with Medaka was memorable.
Moreover, they were brutally ruthless.
They wouldn't hesitate to go after someone's family and friends; crippling them was the least that they would do.
Zenkichi remembered how his friend's sister was put into a coma, and to this day they haven't woken up.
That was when, after taking revenge on the douchebags who put the girl into a coma and seeing how his group had completely lost their path, Zenkichi finally decided to "retire".
"...Never. I won't ever return to that life. I promise, not on myself, but on you and my mom. For as long as it's absolutely necessary, I won't ever go back to that life." Zenkichi pressed his forehead Medaka's. He lowered his hands and wrapped them around her waist.
"I swear."
Medaka stiffened for a fraction of a second.
Then she relaxed.
Her hands, which had been raised around Zenkichi's head, slowly rested on his shoulders before wrapping her arms around his neck. She quietly observed him for a moment and smiled.
"You've finally grown up."
Zenkichi flustered for a moment and chuckled, slightly tightening his grip. "Thanks. That means a lot."
"..." Medaka stared at him.
"...." He stared back at her.
And then they kissed.
...
"They're gonna fuck." Hitomi giggled from her bedroom, shaking her head. "Haaa. Welp, I was prepared for this situation for a while now. Thankfully I bought noise cancelling headphones a few weeks ago."
"I hope Zen-chan is taking precautions. If he doesn't, heh. Well, I already did prepare a "safety" pill in Medaka-chan's drink anyways. A mother always knows best~"
"Ah~!" A very sensual noise sounded from above.
"Oho. Time to equip the headphones."
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AN: Can you tell what other anime/manga/manwha I've mentioned into this chapter? Hehehe.
The chapter's certainly going to be Bow Chicka Wow Wow~