Ran out of good necromancy memes. Have an update instead.
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[X] "[Time to save my fellow members who cannot fight from the Enforcers.]"
You were expecting Myouri Unzen to, sooner or later, escalate things into a physical confrontation. It's his modus operandi, to visit excessive retribution over rulebreakers, and he made his intentions clear during the Treasure Hunt. Even then, you judged the possibility of him targeting both Medaka and yourself at once lower than him focusing on only one group at a time. Did he underestimate you, or did you underestimate him? Food for thought, even if the end result of this endeavor and your answer haven't changed.
[Time to save my fellow members who cannot fight from the Enforcers, then.] You tell Myouga while tilting your body slightly to the side, raising your arms and spreading your fingers so that the girl's face is encapsulated between your thumbs. One of the duties of a Leader is to give your subordinates jobs that are within their ability to complete: deliberately setting someone to fail is a waste of time and resources that can be better used elsewhere. Unless, of course, it's intended as a form of punishment.
Of your fellow Devil Council members only Serinuma, Gen and Akiyuki don't have the strength to deal with Unzen's goons. Thus, as the president, it behooves you to... uhm, what's the appropriate word? Ah yes: to
show your magnanimity.
[Worry about yourself first.] Myouga replies in an unimpressed tone before swinging three of her metal balls, which you dodge by jumping to the side. Quite evidently your words didn't impress her, but that is alright.
Actions speak louder than words.
[Otherwise I'll flatten you so fast you won't have time to let out an A.]
Though, some times words can be more surprising than actions. You raise an eyebrow as you do a cartwheel above the next set of balls and stomp on the chains. A loli making a breast joke? Could it be she is her brother's sister in more ways than one? Even if you are pressed for time, you can't help but wanting to test it.
[I've been meaning to lose some weight anyways. Gotta trim off the fat somehow.]
[Heretic.] Her voice is full of disappointment and disgust as she swings the second set, forcing you to do a respectable imitation of Neo's bullet-dodging.
[Bigger is better.]
Hidden by your current position your grin widens. There it is, the
weakness you needed!
[Oh, I'm bigger where it counts. Would you like to check? Trust me, I have quite an impressive pair of steel balls.] You straighten up and give her an once-over with a pleased smirk.
[Even if, I admit, not as big as yours.]
She stares at you for a few seconds, arm frozen in the middle of pulling back her metal balls, before blushing brightly. And during that moment of mental weakness, when an unrelated type of emotion is disrupting her combat mindset, you strike: grabbing the chains connected to her wrists you give them a sharp pull, causing Myouga's feet to leave the ground and for her body to be flung towards you. Your legs are the strongest part of your body, but that doesn't mean your arms are weak either. Before she can recover and react you pull the chains to the side, impressing them with a powerful spinning movement. The rest is pure physics.
Myouga reaches your position completely tied up in her own chains, at which point you take out the second type of object you keep hidden within your clothes beside razor blades: plastic handcuffs zips; made of a cutting-edge type of plastic that's stronger than steel, of course.
[As much as I enjoy this conversation-] You tell Myouga while you put zips around her ankles and in key points of the chain snare.
[I really need to go now.] You pat her head, grinning in face of her bewilderment, and then dash down the hall.
[Come back here! Pervert!] She shouts.
[Coward! Molester!]
Ah! Good thing nobody can understand what she's saying! Not that you care about what others think of you, but you have an image to maintain.
You take out your phone and consult the list of your fellow members' activities and habits, both those related to the Devil Council and the private ones Rica observed during what both you and her like to call her [Information-gathering Recons]. Not that she has a problem spying on the private life of others, but you don't want to make her develop even more bad habits.
You check the schedule of Serinuma, Gen and Akiyuki, compare it to the current time and your mental map of Hakoniwa Academy and trace a route than, from your current position, will allow you to reach all three of them in the shortest time possible.
And, it requires you to jump out of a window. Because
of course it requires you to jump out of a window.
"It's a waste of glass, that's what it is." You mumble while reaching the right window and breaking the glass with a kick. Jumping outside you move around to face the building, and when in front of the first floor Lift Me Up's hands briefly materialize behind your back to give you a push, allowing you to crash through another window and enter the classroom just as a Public Morals Committee member is about to hit an unsuspecting Serinuma with a street sign from behind. Your foot shatters his jaw before he can do such an unsporting thing to the harmless Fujoshi.
The momentum pushes both of you through the open door and into the corridor, where you use the already fainted guy as a springboard to soar above the heads of a few shocked students. Landing on your feet you start sprinting at full speed while skillfully evading bystanders. One minute later you leap forward, use the wall between windows as another springboard and jump through the entrance to another classroom, where you tackle the iron pipe-wielding guy threatening Gen. You flip both around, putting the guy between you and the teacher's desk when you crash into it, and then leap out through the second classroom's entrance.
Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee. Muhammad Ali knew his stuff, he wasn't know as Louisville Lip for nothing.
"...Something I need to know?" Akiyuki asks you without batting an eye, despite the fact you're sitting on a girl that until a few moments ago was threatening to castrate him with a whip.
"The chairman of the Public Morals Committee considers me an enemy." You calmly explain. "Don't worry, I'll not get you involved... but if you want to, well, now you know the risks."
"With all due respect, Hitoyoshi-kun, I'd like to continue going back home." He briefly bows. "After all,
I have the feeling this matter will reach a conclusion before the day ends."
You grin. "Your instincts are spot on, Akiyuki-sempai. You're right,
one way or another this ends today."
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"Alright, what the hell?" Nekomi eloquently begins after every member of the Devil Council that fought against the Enforcers gather inside the clubroom.
Before answering you take a moment to observe everyone: as expected Rica, Sugar, Suzuna, Naze, Koga and Kagamiin don't have a scratch on them. Nekomi, Komori and Day show minor signs of a scuffle, but they are otherwise unarmed.
"What happened today was a combined attack to the Student Council and the Devil Council from the Public Morals Committee, orchestrated by Chairman Unzen." You calmly explain. "We already got his attention with the Treasure Hunt, but now it seems he has decided to employ his favorite method: overwhelming violence." You look around. "Who met Medaka?"
Sugar, Suzuna, Day and Nekomi raise their hands. "She honestly looked disappointed that she arrived after I already beat my opponent." The green-haired girl comments.
Typical of Medaka: she probably planned to stop all Enforcers without hurting them, but despite her impressive speed she likely managed to reach in time only the Student Council members. Your childhood friend can be so silly some times. "Just as I suspected." You hum in response. Truthfully you don't mind Unzen's challenge, but going along with his methods would plunge the whole school into a gang war. For you, who want a (relatively) normal high school life, this is unacceptable.
Beside, even if you do nothing Medaka is sure to-
Kaboooom!!!
The whole building shakes, an explosion being heard in the distance.
"What was that?!" Nekomi shouts in alarm. "A gas leak?"
"No. The sound it made..." Day narrows her eyes. "Gunpowder."
"Most likely." Naze appears unconcerned as her single visible eye turns in a certain direction. "And it came from the direction the Student Council is."
"Fucking." You snarl, lips peeling back to reveal your longer than normal canines. "Midget!"
An instant later your chair shatters, your body a blur as you dash out of the clubroom and towards the Student Council's room.
Myouri Unzen is either a fool or an unsuspecting idiot. An attack of those proportions is not for a single person, but for a whole group: you hope that for once you're wrong, but right now you're reasonably sure Unzen just
tried to take out the whole Student Council with a makeshift bomb.
That Akune and the others lived or died it's irrelevant: the reality remains that someone hurt those that Medaka considers her friends. And when that happens, Medaka reacts like any other human being: she gets angry.
Problem is, Medaka's anger is something than even
you have difficulties dealing with.
"Good grief." You stop at the edge of the roof and look down, where the window to the Student Council's room is located. "Why did it end with me needing to save that fucking midget's life?"
As you thought, it looks like a bomb went off. And right there in the courtyard, facing against each other, are a beaten-up but still standing Myouri Unzen and Medaka at her most violent: War God Mode.
Yup. Unzen is going to either die or end messed up so badly that he'll have to retire from school. Something that will make Medaka absolutely miserable once she snaps out of it. You don't care one iota about the midget, but a Medaka that isn't always at her best is
unacceptable.
It's time to stop your rival from being an idiot.
[] Write-in.
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To explain: this is a choice to decide Zenkichi's main fighting style. In other words, the methods he employ to match Medaka in a fight.