She was surprised to say the least. Of all the people to run into, it was Medaka’s crazy, sorry, eccentric sister. The habit of calling her ‘Naze-senpai’ had remained despite the revelation of her true identity.
Mogana cleared her throat.
“Yes Naze-senpai. I was hoping maybe someone else knew what was going on,” she said, her eyes lowering. “I’m getting worried about what all of this means. What would the Chairman be thinking?”
The former Treasurer allowed her eyes to look upon the bandaged face of Medaka’s former sister. There seemed to be a glint of concern, but perhaps Mogana was fooling herself. She let out a soft sigh and turned her eyes away from her senpai.
Kikaijima wasn’t the only one who still kept the name. Despite being a Kurokami, Naze still reveled in using Naze. It was her own name. Hers, and nobody else’s. And it was more convenient for everyone involved. Only two syllables, compared to the four of Kurokami.
“The Chairman? He’d be thinking about how best to continue his plans.” Or, more specifically, PLAN. By banning clubs, he’d be getting people to fight against his chosen champions. Like Medaka’s first encounter with the plan, only on a much wider scale. It didn’t take that much brainpower to figure out, but presumably everyone was too disheartened by the clubs being disbanded.
“I’m assuming Medaka is going to pull you together and combat this, though. It’s an admirable trait of hers in the eyes of most.”
She couldn’t believe it. The top brass had disbanded all the clubs and committees. Mogana’s beloved Swim Club… Why had this happened?
How were they supposed to improve themselves if there were no extracurriculars?
Mogana sat frozen in her classroom.
Slowly, she drew a breath in and let it out slowly, with it, she let go of her confusion. There was something more to this; there had to be. Class was immediately dismissed and soon the people around her started whispering.
“What’s going on?”
“I have no clue.”
“Maybe we should ask Kikaijima-san, she was in with Hitoyoshi-kun.”
Mogana heard her name being flung around. Unable to take it and to avoid being questioned, she stood, making more noise than she wanted, and left the classroom. As soon as she shut the door behind her, the class erupted into a loud chatter. Mogana was glad she escaped that, but was scared she would have to go back and face it.
She had no clue were she was going. Mogana could have headed to Medaka’s class or perhaps Akune’s. Her mind immediately thought of Yakushima. Surely he would know what to do.
Mogana headed in the direction of his classroom, though she had a feeling she wouldn’t get very far, what with all the people she knew now.
Listening to the announcements over the school speakers, the formerly bandaged scientist wasn’t in the least bit surprised. The Flask Plan would continue now, whether anyone liked it or not, and there would be nothing to stand in their way. By dismantling the organizations, presumably they would create one uber group that co-
But no, it wouldn’t do to divulge her theories and ideas to any others. Operating by her own careful analysis of any situation was the former Kurokami’s modus operandi. Alongside others, yes. But not WITH.
Nevertheless, to be able to fully prepare for this situation, one required information. And for now, who would be better to gain information from than a former member of Medaka’s council? Kikaijima had always been the one amongst them who had seemed the most level-headed. Not to mention she knew the least about this less than sultry siren.
With that in mind, she was the first person to halt the swimmer in her tracks.
“Kikaijima. So. Is this the first you’ve heard of what was to come?”
「 Ahh — the council! It was a fun little job, but now that Zenkichi-chan is the President ~ 」
Kumagawa would playfully trail off in response to Naze’s question. It was just in his nature to misdirect others when it came to inquiries. Kumagawa would allow a sigh to pass from his lips, as he continued.
「 I’ve already resigned myself from the council — Zenkichi-chan isn’t as stupid as Medaka-chan, so he’ll probably surround himself with a group of girls! Such a lucky guy he’d be, hahaha! 」
What an optimistic statement. Of course, those came naturally to Kumagawa, didn’t they? Even though his soul was somewhat rotten. In the time that Naze had known him, Kumagawa had always had a way of twisting his words, so that even the most innocent phrases were somewhat sinister when he said them.
“And then he’ll be a real protagonist, all according to plan.” Wouldn’t it be cruel irony, then, if this turned out to be some twist of fate and he really DID overshadow the scientist’s younger sister? Still, Naze was going to take a sideline role in these proceedings, even if she WAS vice president. She’d only filled in the role because there had been no other option, anyways.
“I’m sure you’d like to usurp that position, though, Kumagawa.You and your… Apron Alliance?”
What? Me? Stir up trouble? Oh Naze-Senpai…
You know me too well… Nyahahahaha! ✩
Honestly, I look out for anyone who knows what’s happening with Hitoyoshi-kun. Since becoming Student Council President, he never has any time for me! He’s always so busy trying to keep up with the princess… But I suppose you know all about that! I mean, as Vice-President and all! ✩
(Shiranui smiles widely, acting as if she didn’t realise the full meaning of all that she said.)
Experiments? I wonder what kind… Nyahahaha! ✩
Naze raised an eyebrow which was oddly visible since she no longer wore her bandages.
“Of course. I’m not the member of the Kurokami family that interests him the most, after all. Just the one who filled in a hole that needed to be plugged.” Not entirely true. The bandaged experimenter HAD expressed a certain interest in joining the student council… somewhat. They were a ragtag misfit group, but the fact that this was the group which was to succeed her younger sister’s mad antics intrigued the scientist. It was going to take quite the talented group to succeed that legacy.
The scientist just shrugged. “Probably not any that you would understand, unless I attempted to dumb them down.”
“Na—” one step, ”—ze—” two step, ”—chan!” As if a countdown to her leap into the air, she threw herself at the aforementioned without delay.
Accompanying her abrupt greeting was a grin - the effervescent smile that she wore in her friend’s presence. She knew that while Youka remained unphased by her glee, the joy was more than likely mutual between them. She understood the way their friendship worked.
However odd it was their personalities were in stark contrast, Itami (nor Youka, for that matter) didn’t seem to mind. They both found happiness in completely different things. While Youka may have found interest in less rambunctious activity, Itami did not.
And she wouldn’t stand for anything boring.
“It’s quiet, it’s quiiiiet!“ She took the liberty of clutching the other’s arm, almost with the desperation a nagging child would for its mother. ”What’re we going to do, Naze-chan?”
She said such in a way to enforce that her presence would be, more or less, permanent for the time being. Itami wouldn’t allow being brushed aside at times where everything screamed the need to be brightened up!
Those abruptly loud steps… that overly cheerful tone… why, it could only be the work of Koga. Ah yes, Koga. Naze’s closest experiment and closest friend, meaning that she was only met with a slight grimace rather than the full-blown threat of experimentation anyone else would have received. Still, she couldn’t help but be happy that her friend was here, in her own… special sort of way.
“Of course it’s quiet. Without people in the hallways, this place is always quiet as the grave. And it gives me time to finish up my experiments.” Gesturing at the mouse behind her, Naze turned back to her friend and nodded. “Still, I suppose I don’t have anything to do right now.”
Pondering the options left before her, the bandaged scientist contemplated that question. “Why, what we do every evening, Koga… try to take over the world.” Said completely deadpan of course, but then quickly retracted. “No, perhaps we should find someone. Like the Student Council president.”
Naze-senpai! Naze-senpai! ✩ (In the empty hall, the shrill voice echoes far further than might be expected from a diminutive blue-haired girl, popping out of seemingly nowhere) You’re around too! I was just finishing a quick after-school, pre-dinner, after-afternoon tea before late snack snack! (Indeed, the young girl’s face was covered by scraps of food, suggesting far more than that…)
What are you doing here so late? Up to no good, I hope! Nyahahahaha! ✩
The scientist could hear echoes of Zenkichi’s friend in the hallway as she looked up from her finished experiment. No doubt Shiranui had stayed behind to speak to that relative of hers… or to eat. Naze had entertained thoughts from time to time of finding out what made such a tiny girl have an enormous stomach, but figured that she had more than enough to keep her occupied. Peering through her bandages, the bandaged girl mentally changed enormous to “reality defying”.
“Just finishing up experiments and work. I’m assuming you’re done with all your snacks and are looking to stir up trouble?”
“This brings me joy to hear, Nee-sama.” Medaka pulled on her black school uniform rather swiftly and donned the President’s armband before taking a few steps closer to her older sibling.
“Any time spent with you is worth it. Please bring Second Year Koga along with you so that we all may share a fun afternoon together.” Ah, but what on earth could they even do? Medaka-chan, think of something quickly~
Perhaps I should arrange that a scavenger hunt…
Wow. Naze hadn’t realized how quick Medaka could change. Perhaps it was a genetic thing; after all, the bandaged scientist had done far more impressive things in the same amount of time. At least now there wouldn’t be too many wandering eyes in the hall… if there were any to begin with.
“I’ll make sure to do that…” If she only knew WHERE Koga was, exactly. Oddly enough, back when she’d been powered up it had actually been easier to keep tabs on her friend.
“Any ideas as to the activity, or will it be up to the Election Committee to decide?”
“Oh, Nee-sama. It has been a while since I last saw you so I am glad you’re doing well.” Medaka continued to pose while in her panties and bra, not minding that she was showing off her wonderfully toned body for all to see.
“It is unclear at this time as to what I will choose to do, though I was hoping that Second Year Choujabara would have made us all a fun game or contest we could play together. Wouldn’t that be nice, Nee-sama?”
Using her arms to hold up her chest, Naze simply stared at her younger sister. With the bandages on, you really couldn’t tell they were similar. Especially because of their attitudes, although that older brother didn’t really help matters much. “… Good to see you’re doing satisfactory.”
If her eyebrow was visible, the scientist would have been raising it. “A game? Not exactly my area of expertise, or the sort of thing I do.” Then again, she’d been cooped up in that lab for a while. Not to mention the bandaged girl HAD promised Koga they would do something apparently fun one of these days… “But I guess if you need people for it I can be a last resort.” There.
Medaka liked peace and quiet, but this was a high school. They were high schoolers! There was bound to be something going wrong, right? ”High school students should make noise and enjoy their life to the best of their ability! No, perhaps even beyond that if possible. Come, I will help you enjoy your life as much as my body will allow!”
There was nothing wrong with the quiet. Quiet was the best environment for scientific research to be conducted. One errant noise, one stupid mistake, and hard work could come toppling down. So Naze hadn’t been especially bothered for a while now… but then she heard her sister, and knew that if Medaka was bored, something odd was bound to happen.
“And what sort of thing are you gonna be involved in today?”
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「 Well! Look who it is! Naze-chan, this time h~u~h? How’s life been treating you since you sided with Zenkichi-chan? You were always one to go with the most tedious route — right? 」
A barrage of meaningless questions would be targeted at the young lady — their only purpose to misdirect and annoy her. That wasn’t to say that this wasn’t some form of salutations from Kumagawa.
“Not tedious. Grief-inducing.” Oh, Kumagawa. Ever the excitable and not so lovable nuisance. Medaka’s policy may have been Love thy Enemy, but it wasn’t exactly in the blood to make it the Kurokami motto. And although Kumagawa wasn’t an enemy, Naze pretty much just tolerated him, like she did with many others.
“And it’s been interesting. Zenkichi has progressed beyond what even I could have taught him.” Which was irritating, since the scientist had her pride. “… And how are the student council doing?”