Devil's Luck[Arc 5: Worlds Apart]

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[Do you want to use your ability, lottery?]

'Yeah.' Zenkichi inwardly said as he walked down the school hallway heading towards the cafeteria. A couple of days had passed since the incident with Kanoya and his conversation with Shiranui and he was still undecided on which club he should visit next, well, there was the Judo Club but as he had said to Shiranui: he disliked having to interact with that old acquaintance of his.

Though it should be alright as long as Medaka isn't there with him, right?

'Yeah no, I can already imagine the fucker would start giving me shit even without Medaka. Though he should be professional enough to just let me be and learn Judo, right?' He felt his right eye twitch and groaned, knowing that its impossible for a confrontation between them to not happen. 'Fucking simp.'

But should he really go after for more martial arts skills? Truthfully, he was really after for more abnormal skills than anything but his luck on getting one hasn't really been fruitful. And the other reason why Zenkichi was going after for a lot of martial arts was because he had a skill he wanted to use it on for multiple skills.

[Real Eater(Trial Card; Five Minutes): A skill that allows the user to eat and alter the properties of other skills, as well as add rules to the skill. Real Eater has no weaknesses, but only if it can be used.]

He was planning on getting every martial arts skills he could get, use the Real Eater Trial Card on them and see if he could get the most suitable martial art for himself that only he could use. But he was also feeling hesitant because it was a waste to just use it on some normal skills but since for the last couple of weeks, he didn't manage to get any abnormal skills.

'I'll just wait for a couple more week and if I still don't get any more abnormality skills then I'll just go with the martial arts.' As he finally came to that decision he arrived at the cafeteria and went to order his lunch: a couple of whole pepperoni pizzas with extra cheese, a bucket of fried chicken and a cup of coke. It seemed a lot, a very lot, but he'd immediately blow the calories away with some training.

Zenkichi licked his lips as he got his meal and went to go sit at one of the tables, one of the best things in this school was the vast variety of meals available in the cafeteria. Not a lot of school's give this kind of privilege, heck, probably 90% of them don't except for those aristocratic schools!

It doesn't even take a genius to know that the reason for it was because of Hansode Shiranui, the granddaughter of Hakama Shiranui; the Chairman of Hakoniwa Academy.

As he sat down and started eating his meal, Zenkichi pulled up the system.

[Location: (Hakoniwa Academy's Main Building)]

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'Yes.' As soon as he said that, the wheel of fortune appeared before him once more: with a lot of prizes in part of the wheel but the most attractive prize in it is the very small but blinding block written in gold: The End.

Zenkichi's been curious about that mysterious golden prize ever since he first saw it, as it even had the system marked it with high regard, but his eyes glanced at the other prizes.

They were colored each black and white, although they weren't as dazzling as "The End" but Zenkichi had a feeling they weren't ordinary, they maybe even stand equal with it or surpass it!

'Alibi Block, Dead Lock, Door to Door, Hundred Gauntlets, Life Zero, Mirror Juvenile, Another Announce... Why do I feel that there's something about them?' he inwardly thought, frowning as he grabbed a chicken leg and took a bite out of it. 'Like they're more than just prizes, especially that Hundred Gauntlets. Why do I feel like I've heard about it before?'

[Ding! Congratulations! You have recieved: (Skill)Beginner's Hard Luck!]

"The fu–ack!?" Immediately when that screen appeared he choked on a piece of chicken bone, attracting concern looks from the other students around him.

Thankfully he managed to swallow the bone and it left him panting hard.

Blushing hard at choking himself, Zenkichi went to check on the new skill he got.

–Beginner's Hard Luck[Abnormal](New!)(Just as the name implies, this skill lets the user ignore all manner of defense and evasion and hit the opponent where the user wants to with 100% accuracy.)

"Holy shit." Zenkichi's jaw dropped in utter shock and disbelief.

This was a skill that was basically a lock-on aimbot, the perfect skill for any wannabe assassin or sniper who only needs to kill their target with one shot.

'Wait a minute!' Zenkichi's eyebrows shot up as an imaginary lightbulb lit up above his head. 'What if I combine this with my martial arts skills, add it with other skills for combat , and change its rules then wouldn't it...' his lips curled up into a wide grin.

'Fuck Akune. I'm going to the Judo club and copy their Judo skills and others more. I'm making my own brand of martial arts, a style fit for myself.'

"Geh! Isn't that Hitoyoshi? What's he doing?"

"I don't know, but I'm scared!"

"The dragon warrior!? Be careful. I heard that he singlehandedly destroyed all the gangs in school, in just a day."

"I heard that he helped keep the peace between the Shuei-gumi and the Beehive."

"I heard that..."

'...' Zenkichi's eyes darkened as he immediately started gobbling up his lunch before exiting out of the cafeteria, trying to ignore the whispers the students were spreading about him. Although most of them were not true!

.....

"So this is the Judo Club's dojo hall."

After exiting(escaping) the cafeteria, Zenkichi stood facing against the entrance of the Judo Club's dojo two-story building. That's right, a two-story building. Unlike most school clubs that only gave out a unused rooms or a small hall like the Kendo Club's dojo, the Judo Club got a whole large two-story building. It was expected, as they had roughly over thirty active members with several of them, past and current, having won several national and regional medals and/or trophies.

'Just get in and get out, like sticking your dick into crazy.' Letting out an uneasy breath, Zenkichi took a step forward and entered through the door.

Though now that he was here, he could probably try to kill two birds with stone; trying to see if he could invite the queen of foul play and the captain of the Judo Club, Nabeshima Nekomi. She wasn't anything extraordinary, her judo skills are good since she's the captain but she's mostly known for being a cheat and that she'll play dirty; so she's definitely interesting to have as a subordinate.

Zenkichi didn't have a lot of requirements or characteristics for his subordinates to have; it's just that they have to be useful in certain situations, can defend themselves, and they don't betray him. That's all he's asking for.

And he really wants to finish the quest and get his 4 free spins. He isn't planning on having his crew fight with him against Medaka after all. Hell no–he's having that fight with her, 1v1. He will fight her, claim victory, and finally be free from any lingering doubt he has of himself.

...And possibly even start a bet against her, with the winner asking any favor for the loser to do.

'I. Must. Win.' Zenkichi's eyes burned with determination as he clenched his fists and readjusted his pants before he entered their training hall.

After readjusting himself he finally entered the training hall with the intention of getting the Judo skill and recruit Nabeshima. He just hopes that he wouldn't end up meeting with Akune first–

"—It's thanks to you that I am the way I am today. I can never thank you enough Medaka-sama–?" The top of his long golden hair was pulled up by an angry looking Medaka, glaring straight at him.

"If you want to thank me, then don't bow your head! Stick out your chest and be proud! Also, just call me Medaka or president–huh? Zenkichi?"

Everyone in the training hall turned towards dead-eyed Zenkichi.

'...Fuck my luck.'

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