Campione! Vol 16 Chapter 4
Chapter 4 - The Imprisoned Campione
Kusanagi G.o.dou.
j.a.panese nationality, sixteen years old, male.
He, from the Jounan Academy High School Division, did not think of
himself as the type that particularly stood out.
His personality was on the gentler side, more or less.
He was not like those who enjoyed making a racket in the middle of cla.s.s,
nor was he a pupil who often voiced his opinions out loud. It wasnt that he
was bad at a.s.sociating with people or was an eccentric.
Looks wise, he was ordinary.
According to his fault-finding sister, If he works harder he should be able
to become even better, but its because hes been slacking that hes the
way he is now. And to Erica Blandelli, his partner with whom he already
had an inseparable relationship, His physique isnt bad, but hes lacking in
the charisma and majesty departments.
His results were above average. His forte was in arts and humanities,
whereas he did not do well in science.
He had confidence in his physical abilities, but not in the same way as
those Olympic athletes.
In actual fact, he possessed an inexplicable power that went against the
laws of nature, but what could only be said of him in the context of this
school was that he was a perfectly normal student.
Which is why, [mediocre] and [moderate]... that sort of expression was
probably appropriate for him.
- Hey, Kusanagi. What kind of person do you think you are?
One day during break time, in the cla.s.sroom of the first years fifth cla.s.s.
In the face of that question from his peers, G.o.dou did not answer.
At that time, the ones that happened to be present were Takagi, Nanami
and Sorimachi.
The three of them were the same; from the fifth cla.s.s of the first years.
Then, the three of them together, for some reason, stared strangely at
G.o.dous face.... Whats up with that bizarre look youre giving me?
It was the expression of peasants suffering under heavy taxation and
oppressive rule, who were glaring at the responsible tyrant in anger and
infuriation. With enmity in their hearts, the eyes that revealed the endured
fury within. Like a blade with a seemingly dull edge, it was a dangerous
look -
It was exactly like that description.
"... Hey, are you listening?"
"... Yeah, he heard you. This guy does not understand his own situation at
all. This b.a.s.t.a.r.d king!"
"... The usual plan, as I thought it seems that we have to proceed with it,
eh."
Then, they started to whisper and murmur to each other.
"Oi, what are you guys talking about in secret? Also about that question,
was there some meaning behind it?"
"Dont be concerned with such insignificant details, Kusanagi. This score
must be settled!"
"Hahaha, what are you saying^^l Forget what was just said, Kusanagi.
Dont a.s.sume that theres a moon every night!"
"Oi oi, you let your true feelings slip, control yourselves a little more. By
retributive justice, the devil ought to die!"
".... Are you alright, guys? You all look seriously weird."
G.o.dou asked worriedly.
However, they did not answer him, simply returning to their own seats with
dark expressions on their faces.
- After school, on the same day as that event.
Kusanagi G.o.dou was abruptly, kidnapped and confined.
"- With that, let us begin the first commission of inquiry on that son of a
b.i.t.c.h Kusanagi G.o.dou who has monopolized the two great bishoujos of the
campus. Everyone, are you ready?"
"No problem! Let us pa.s.s the judgment of righteousness on Kusanagi
G.o.dou, enemy of the unpopular!"
"Agreed! We, based on the impartial ideology of love collectivism, cast our
blame upon the bourgeoisie^^^ that hog the wealth injusticely!"
That day, G.o.dou was on duty.
He needed to just collect the printouts to be submitted that day and place
them on the teacher-in-charges desk in the staff room. Finishing that task,
he returned to the first years fifth cla.s.s cla.s.sroom.
It was on the way back that the act of kidnapping was carried out
decisively.
In a place where there was no one close by, G.o.dou was covered head-first
with a large jute bag.
No matter how much he struggled with his arms and legs, it was useless.
G.o.dou was then lifted up by a few people, and brought away like that. To
make matters worse, his limbs were all bound by duct tape, his movements
restrained.
And then, the one who removed the bag from his head, before him -
It was a room with windows that were covered by black curtains, blocking
out the sunlight, a cla.s.sroom somewhere in the school. The lights were off,
and it was pitch-dark.
The only source of light was the torchlight that someone was holding.
With just that, it was difficult to understand the situation.
But G.o.dou had night-vision on par with an owls, and with that he surveyed
the surroundings. Perhaps, it was an empty cla.s.sroom that was not often
used.
That could be surmised from the fact that there were no desks arranged in
the cla.s.sroom.
And, the shape of the three people before him -
They had paper bags over their heads. There were openings in said paper
bags, slits for their eyes.
He could not discern their ident.i.ties by just that. Just who were they? They,
who had captured and subsequently confined him. He had no clue who
they were exactly, but he could guess. At last, have the people from the
magic a.s.sociations infiltrated into the school?
Even so, Kusanagi G.o.dou was a [King].
Having undertaken such bold measures, could it be that someone powerful
was pulling the strings behind this?
They were also thoroughly prepared, dressed in the correct High School
Division uniform. And on their head were paper bags. Only the eyes and
mouth regions were cut open. Like this, their ident.i.ties could not be dis -
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G.o.dou remembered something about the voices earlier, and looking at
their stature, he realized.
"What are you doing, Takagi. Over there, are Nanami and Sorimachi,
right?"
"F-fool! We do not go by those kinds of names!"
"Yea, yeah. We are absolutely not cla.s.smates with a b.a.s.t.a.r.d like you!
"Yes, we are the Gang of Justice, those who lament over the state of the
country, and love the nation! Do not misunderstand!"
The trio proclaimed, evidently in a panic.
"How should I say this... I didnt think you guys were this stupid. As of now,
your crimes are still forgivable. Kindly release me."
Filled with pity and amazement, G.o.dou advised.
At any rate, why do I have to suffer something like this?
"Keh! This guy, from the look in his eyes, he thinks that hes being confined
under false charges!"
One of the idiot trio shined his torchlight right in G.o.dous face, and spat
out.
As 1 thought, that was Takagis voice.
"Calm down. We have plenty of time. To this insolent a.s.shole, without
rushing, let us tell him the true severity of his sins!"
Almost like an underling A type of character entering onto the stage in
some historical play. This should be Nanami.
"Aaah, let us teach this guy a lesson or two. In the place of G.o.d, we shall
pa.s.s judgment over him!"
And this was the trademark phrase of the hero protagonist. The voice
belonged to Sorimachi.
".... Although I dont really get whats going on, but I understand your
determination. First, remove the tape, and then well talk this over
peacefully, ok?"
"Kukuku. You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, it seems you still do not understand your current
position."
One of the idiot trio, probably Sorimachi, declared.
"What we seek, is not to talk things over with a b.a.s.t.a.r.d like you! This is
judgment!"
"... J-judgment?"
"Kusanagi G.o.dou! You are a b.a.s.t.a.r.d who toys with the hearts and desires,
the bodies of the two great bishoujos of the school, the tyrant managing a
harem! For that crime, you deserve certain death!"
".... What?"
G.o.dou felt the sensation of giddiness, hearing Sorimachis accusation.
The two great bishoujos. Harem. What on earth were these guys talking
about?
"Comrade T^^^! Read out loud, the first of Kusanagi G.o.dous crimes!"
"Ooh! ... Number one, the accused, was involved with the blond G.o.ddess
who possesses a transcendent body, at various locations - t-the
cla.s.sroom, the campus, the roadside, before the general public! Flirting
while clinging together, confirming their love, and yet he insists that there is
nothing going on between him and Erica-sama!"
"Ngh! That crime, is something inexcusable!"
"No objections! Kusanagi G.o.dou deserves certain death!"
... G.o.dou was stunned.
Up till now, he had been stunned, but that last exchange was the final
confirmation he needed. How should he put it, it was simply
overwhelmingly r.e.t.a.r.ded. He had keenly realized just how genuinely
moronic these guys were.
It was unnecessary to play along with this kind of stupid skit.
He threw out his chest, and with resolution, he felt that it was a
conversation that was best ignored.
With regards to this matter, Kusanagi G.o.dou did not carry any guilty
conscie.... nee, but in actual fact, although it was a case of sour grapes,
the circ.u.mstances might justify this lie.
"Hey, G.o.dou..."
The sunlight of the evening sunset shone in from the window, dyeing the
after school cla.s.sroom in a shade of orange.
At this time, there were only two students left. Namely, the pair comprising
of Kusanagi G.o.dou and Erica Blandelli.
"Now, were all alone in this place... Fufu, isnt it somewhat lovely?
Although its always crowded with people, its just the two of us here? I
think that this is very luxurious, dont you agree."
The bishoujo with slightly reddish blond hair said, while gazing up at
G.o.dous face with seemingly moist eyes.
Yes, a bishoujo.
Erica Blandelli was undeniably an extraordinarily beautiful maiden. If one
were to ask a hundred people, all of them would undoubtedly acknowledge
this fact.
However, her looks were not the only extraordinary part about her.
Smart, strong, having great confidence in herself, and furthermore, she
was a tactician. On top of her beauty, she had absolute confidence in her
own abilities, and G.o.dou could strongly feel her presence, more than any
other bishoujo he knew.
"Then, let me ask you a question. The two of us, sharing such a lovely time
and place together, what do you think we should be doing now?"
"H-how about obediently going home like good students?"
"Of course Ill reject that... Hmph, with such a heart-thumping scene like
this, what kind of absurdity are you saying, G.o.dou. If you werent you, Id
tear off that mouth so that you wouldnt be able to say that kind of thing a
second time."
While on top of G.o.dous lap, Erica whispered softly.
The words themselves were brutal, but her tone was absurdly sweet.
Moreover, what she was sitting on, was not the chair.
Upon Kusanagi G.o.dous lap, her soft, tender thighs and bottom were
placed. Moreover, both her arms were wrapped around G.o.dous neck, and
she snuggled up against him.
...To say in advance, G.o.dou had been strongly against being in this
posture.
However, there were reasons as to why this was the case.
First, the legs. Ericas supple legs were entwined around G.o.dous lap. The
tightness of this clamp, was almost like a latch.
Next, the neck. Resembling white snakes, her slender hands could
instantly break G.o.dous neck should she feel like it. Also, she could
certainly constrict his carotid artery - and render him unconscious.
He could be rendered unconscious, in front of Erica who was prepared to
a.s.sault him.
That would be a foolish action, much like trying to climb a wintry mountain
nude. No matter what happened after, he would not be able to make any
excuses or complaints.
Erica Blandelli, Italian, sixteen years old. Possessing an attractive face and
figure, a brilliant mind, amazingly athletic, she was surely a superhuman.
However, with regards to any form of domestic ch.o.r.es, she couldnt and
would not do them. And lastly, one who had joke-like t.i.tles such as [Witch]
and [Knight].
.... That kind of girls moist lips were, approaching G.o.dous own.
What to do? What do I want to do? What should I do? G.o.dous mental
state was caught in a whirlpool of chaos. In the face of this unavoidable
threat, he wanted to escape from reality.
In the horror novels he had once read, there would be a monologue in this
kind of extreme situation. Afterwards, he would see a white figure outside
the window, and then a black monster would show up there. And finally, it
would be a bad end-like ending.
In order to gain victory over tiiis impending pressure, G.o.dou looked out
towards the window.
Aah. Outside the window, outside the window - !
... There was no way there would be anything there, and then G.o.dou was
toyed around by Erica, just like that. Their tongues overlapping, he ended
up amply tasting her mint-flavored lip gloss.
This was an incident that had happened two days ago.
"Reporting! I saw it. It was yesterday, after school, in a deserted
cla.s.sroom, this guy was ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-kissed by Erica-sama! With all their
strength, a s-s-super deep one!"
"W-whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatI?"
G.o.dou, who was strongly reminded of that, became fl.u.s.tered.
For someone to have witnessed that scene, it was simply.... However, he
was not pushed down. Only a kiss with the meeting of their lips, he had
desperately defended himself from sinking any further.
That was why, with regards to having a guilty conscience... of course, he
did have it, but somehow, he had been able to overcome that problem and
regain his tranquility.
However, at the moment G.o.dou had been secretly relieved, he was asked
something like this.
"Kusanagi. You, could it be that youve progressed even further than that
with Erica-sama?"
Progressed even further?
It was an ambiguous expression. As was expected, just how far - no, what
exactly had he been referring to?
G.o.dou racked his brains out over that.
In the three months that he had come under Ericas fierce a.s.saults, he had
desperately resisted her approach. His life flashed before his eyes
(Although he was not particularly on the verge of death), and he recalled it.
That kind of thing, this kind of thing, and also those kinds of things had
happened before.
.... Hm, well, in some way or another, it felt like he had managed to
obstinately resist crossing the line. Forcibly agreeing with himself, G.o.dou
could barely manage a reply.
"... Hey you, dont accuse me of such strange doings. Its true that Erica
and I have been rather overly daring in certain areas, but there really isnt
any suspicious relationship between us. Believe me."
"Comrade N, how long did he take for that reply?"
"According to my stopwatch, it was 8.3 seconds. From his silence until he
had said, Hey you, dont accuse me, that amount of time has been
confirmed."
"From the statistics, that timing is extremely suspicious.... Indeed,
suspicious."
"No, what kind of statistics do you mean by statistics!? In the first place,
why did you expressly go out of your way to measure that kind of time!"
Ignoring G.o.dous outcry, the idiot trio gave him a look of contempt and
jealousy.
He could not be bothered with them any longer, and needed to escape.
Though determined, G.o.dous limbs were still bound, and there was naught
he could do about it.
The other party was comprised of normal civilians. In this case, he could
neither utilize his superhuman strength nor teleportation.
G.o.dou, who had several superpowers, could only demonstrate them when
facing against a powerful enemy or in certain situations.
".... That is indeed a grave problem to be considered, but well go further
into that later. Next up on the agenda, Kusanagi G.o.dous sin number two!"
"Ooh! Allow me to read that out loud!"
The voice which had responded immediately belonged to Sorimachi.
"Kusanagi, though you bear the sin of monopolizing the two great
bishoujos, you have also committed another unforgivable great sin. That is
the coldness you have shown to your [Imouto]! I blame your stupidity, you
b.a.s.t.a.r.d who lacks an Imouto fetish!"
Imouto?"
G.o.dou was confused. Why did Sorimachi (presumed) suddenly mention
Imouto?
"Ngh, its come to this..."
"As expected of Comrade S, the man who possesses 108 Imoutos in the
2D world... A tenacity to always have Imoutos on his mind, any time of the
day, truly we should respect and endeavor to become like him...."
The other two of the idiot trio were greatly impressed. Seriously, these
guys were hard to understand.
"Hey Kusanagi. Being so cruel to the Shizuka-chan who is always coming
to the cla.s.sroom, arent you embarra.s.sed of your own behavior? Dont you
consider that to be sinful!?"
".... I didnt really treat her cruelly. It was normal."
G.o.dous sister - Kusanagi Shizuka was a third-year student from Jounan
Academys Middle School Division.
For some reason, she had appeared on the rooftop above the cla.s.srooms
of the High School Division, tagging along with him.
"... Onii-chan, recently youve been extremely dishonest."
And then suddenly, she had thrown out that line, her mood seemingly bad.
By the way, Shizukas areas of determination were impressive, as she was
a sweet girl in the first place.
Perhaps in the near future, she might become a beauty just like their
mother of the Kusanagi household. Even if she were only fourteen as of
now, she was already said to greatly resemble their mother.
"Why? Although I havent been particularly very honest, it shouldnt be to
the point where my sister is accusing me of dishonesty?"
"Nonsense, why dont you try saying that one more time once youve taken
a good look around you!?"
Speaking of which, the conversation took place while they were currently
having lunch on the rooftop.
Since June, G.o.dou had been spending his lunch breaks on the rooftop.
He did not spend the time alone. From the same cla.s.s, Erica was seated
next to him, her expression saying that it was perfectly natural of her to do
so, and on the other side - was a schoolgirl with black hair tinged with a
hue of chestnut, Mariya Yuri.
Together with these two girls, they spent their lunch break on the rooftop
having lunch.
It has been G.o.dous daily routine, recently. Adding Shizuka on top of
that.... Just what exactly was dishonest about this situation?
"May I ask whats wrong, Shizuka-san? Indeed, G.o.dou-san... cannot be
said to have perfectly irreproachable conduct, but I feel that he is
adequately honest. It would not be good to speak of your Onii-sama in that
manner"
Yuri gently chided her, while smiling.
Occasionally dignified, while during other times she could exhibit the
intensity of a yasha, but normally she was a refined, tidy Ojou-sama. And
above all else, beautiful.
Mariya Yuri could stand shoulder-to-shoulder against Erica as a bishoujo.
However, from an onlookers point of view, one would feel that Yuri did not
possess a degree of glamour comparable to that of Ericas. In place of that
difference, Yuri was more of the kind that would cause you to be attracted
the more you look at her.
For example, the lovely yet unseen mountain cherry blossoms that
bloomed in profusion.
That was Mariya Yuri.
"But, thats true. Just as Shizuka-san had said, it might be better if
G.o.dou-san became a little more honest... Up till now, you have caused me
to worry to no ends. Your relationships with friends, your relationships with
girls, your normal actions, G.o.dou-san, you ought to take another good look
at your surroundings, hm?"
"Youre strict as ever, Mariya..."
G.o.dou grumbled, in response to Yuri who had said that demurely.
She was not your normal Ojou-sama. Her other ident.i.ty was that of a
Musashino Hime-Miko that served to guard the entire district of Kanto
spiritually. The possessor of a clairvoyance-like ability, her powers were
acknowledged even by Erica.
And, she was a friend who supported G.o.dou after finding out about his
troublesome situation.
After the incident in June, his relations with Yuri had improved greatly. The
girl, who had been nothing but harsh and severe to him at first, could now
crack such jokes with him. And then, when their gazes crossed, smiling,
they could understand the minds of the other.
Being able to communicate without needing to say much — they had built
up such a comfortable relationship.
"0-Onii-chan! And Mariya-san too, stop being in your own worlds when the
two of you are looking into each others eyes! That kind of thing is
dishonest, imprudent! Mariya-san, dont allow yourself to get cheated by a
guy like Onii-chan! Please be more wary!"
"Ara? Shizuka-san, what is not allowed, and what should I be wary of?"
"Thats right Shizuka, we totally dont understand what youre trying to say.
You have to be more straightforward."
Against Shizukas complaint, G.o.dou and Yuri refuted in unison.
They did not plan this in advance, it was merely by chance. However, that
kind of timing and the synchronization of their actions was uncanny.
"... Well, what Shizuka-san wanted to say was dishonest was this. The
status quo of being flanked by two beauties, me and Yuri, at all times."
Erica interjected, giggling.
Since the start when Shizuka had been voicing out her grievances, she
had pretended to be only a bystander.
"The quiet, unsociable Onii-sama tliat youve always been monopolizing
since before High School is now being waited upon by girls like this,
causing you to want to say that... Well, its not that I dont understand how
you feel."
"E-E-E-E-E-Erica-san, please dont get a strange misunderstanding!"
There was such an impression of Shizuka becoming unusually fl.u.s.tered,
after being told that in a know-it-all air -
"No-normal? You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, are you trying to say that you can only act
normally to a sister like that!?"
"But, thats how it is. I think we get along well, even as a high school
student and a middle school student, were still pretty close."
In the many times where the parents had been absent during their
childhood, no matter where he went he had always brought his sister
along.
Reminiscing, G.o.dou felt nostalgic.
Continuing to do so after the siblings had hit p.u.b.erty, it would be very
awkward... Perhaps Shizukas constant tagging alongside him recently was
because of nostalgia, too?
"Kuhaa!?"
As though smashed over the head by a blunt weapon, Sorimachi cried out.
It seemed as though he had suffered a great shock from G.o.dous reply.
"Get a hold of yourself. Comrade S!"
"I-Ill be fine. More importantly, we have to make clear the crimes of
Kusanagi. Listen well, Kusanagi, what you say is normal, a real Imouto
being [normal], when shes so very cute! Which part of that do you not
understand!"
" Huh?"
G.o.dou faltered before this outcry from Sorimachi, about the truths of this
world.
"Yep, just as Comrade S has mentioned! On the contrary, your sarcasm is
unbearable!"
"Agreed! Shizul