I would argue that soldiers are supposed to be as dirty as street fighters, if not more so. They should be defeating their enemy as efficiently as possible."Uhm, just two." You nod. "Those, mind you, are just my opinions. The first, is that Komoki-san is without a doubt a street fighter. She's used to fights without rules, where people use any possible dirty trick to win. I'm sure she also faced martial artists in the past. However, I'm almost sure she has never faced a 'soldier'."
The solution is to know your opponent knows what you will do next. But this just leads to what one Jojo fic called the Chessmasters Paradox.Amaya looks Aria straight in the eyes. "Komoki-san. Your movements have a precision and efficiency that is almost perfect. No, it is perfect. There is no doubt that you're superior to me in that regard." She shrugs. "But if you look at it from the other side, always making the perfect choice means that it is possible to predict what you will do next, even if for only one instance."
Aria's eyes widen, her face looking as if she can't believe what she is hearing. "Then, your last opening...?"
"I created it."
Did we accidentially start another manga series or something?"I never taught someone before. But I'm a genius so it'll be easy. Just don't expect me to go easy on you. Ever." She holds out her closed hand. Amaya blinks before bumping her own fist against Aria's.
Damnit."It took awhile, but eventually we managed to corner Onigase-san in a dead end." She waves her hand. "The short version of her answer is 'hell fucking no'. The long version-"
Suzuna, do you have no shame?"She agreed to make a 'What If' manga regarding one of the characters she killed in her main one." Nekomi snickers. "Apparently it was one of Kae-chan's favorite characters."
Ganbatte!Her grins widens as she steps back and sits down. "Just confirming Sugar-kun's words."
Sugar-kun? Are they friends already? You look at the African-born boy, who just offers a thumb up.
Story of your life, ZEN!
Looks like Unzen is making a move.Seeing with Lift Me Up's eyes six metal balls that must weight at least 30 kg each coming from behind straight at you?
...wrong Unzen.It's a maid.
Wait, that's just a modified Hakoniwa uniform. The metal balls chained to her wrists and ankles are the real deal however, as the deep crater in front of you can attest.
She also reminds you of someone, though at the moment you cannot recall who. Time to find out then. "Is this revenge for something? Because I have no idea who you are."
"564212091204764184870390153267112405856437." She says.
Call Zenkichi's associate who's good at numbers?
Right Unzen here.On a totally unrelated note, Medaka is currently visiting the Orchestra Club after receiving a complain that the Music Room's soundproofing has some holes in it.
564212091204764184870390153267112405856437
Go roku yon ni ichi ni rei ku ichi ni rei yon nana roku yon ichi hachi yon haci nana rei san ku rei ichi go san ni roku nana ichi ichi ni yon rei go hachi go roku yon san nana
......anyone speak moon?
Doesn't help that majority seems to want to tell her to die.It's not that simple. various combinations of numbers make a certain phrase in japanese, so unless we had a complete lexicon what she just said is totally gibberish.