A couple days passed. Momoyo had skipped classes to properly train Lucoa in Kawakami style. Unfortunately, Momoyo was urged to show up at school again via her Grandfather, even though she wanted to rush and get Lucoa fully trained. But she had insisted on bringing Lucoa and Ikaros along that day so she could greet the interesting students. Turns out, there was quite a colorful cast.
Awkwardly waiting at the gate, Lucoa greeted the rest of the Kazama family that weren't in the dorm when she was introduced. Takuya Mooro, Shimazu Gakuto and Cap, the official leader of the family.
"Ah, hello! I've been waiting to meet you. I'm Cap!" Cap immediately ran over and grabbed Lucoa's hand, shaking it vigorously before doing the same to Ikaros'. He had a strange charisma about him that made Lucoa think he was the true shounen protagonist. Shouichi Kazama was his real name. Often he was out on some adventure, meeting new people and having fun.
"Oh I see! Nice to meet you too, Bro. You have the look of a fuckboy but.. hm.. unexpectedly pure!" Lucoa stated, fascinated by his handsome appearance and confident demeanor yet seemed uninterested in women.
"Truly, a man who prioritizes the grind.."
*CLAP!*
Cap only laughed before clasping her hand with his own, effectively executing a magnificent dap.
"I dunno what all that means but I hear the respect. I also feel we may be similar." He noted, glancing at Ikaros.
His own adventurous spirit emerged, clashing with Lucoa's. To the initiated, it looked as if an aura clash of like-minded people was taking place. But in actuality, it was a bizzare meeting of Cap's incredible luck, adventurous spirit and charisma met with Lucoa's chaos, carefree spirit and her own charisma.
"What are we even watching right now..?" A few students who were unfamiliar with the two muttered as they passed them by and walked to school.
"Magnificent dapping, young man..! I can tell we're gonna get along just fine." Lucoa nodded and both of them released their hands.
"Oh, Cap's finally back." A skinny boy stated as he walked over with a larger, delinquent-looking boy.
Takuya, the nerdy looking boy was an enjoyer of anime, manga, games and light novels. While Gakuto, the delinquent-looking boy was what one would call, a meathead gooner.
"Oh my God... they're bigger than Momoyo-senpai's.." Gakuto muttered, sounding like he'd just discovered the lost city of Atlantis.
"Huh? Oh.. woah. Uh- Hello." Takuya cleared his throat and greeted while nudging Gakuto in the ribs.
Lucoa saluted with a knowing grin. "Yo! So I heard you like To Love Ru."
Takuya narrowed his eyes and looked at Lucoa seriously. "Are you.. one of our people?"
Yamato, who was behind the two, pat him on the shoulder and nodded in affirmation. While both him and Takuya were happy to receive a comrade, Gakuto fell to his knees and punched the ground.
"Momoyo-senpai...! No.. It should have been me, not her! Meee..!!" Gakuto cried out in despair only painfully single men understood.
"Master.. What is he doing?" Ikaros grabbed Lucoa's tank top and asked quietly.
Lucoa lowered the cap on her hat and responded somberly, "Realizing he won't get the big tiddy mommy who shares his hobbies as a girlfriend because Momoyo stole my heart first."
"Kahahaha! Yes, feel jealousy, Mortals. For I was chosen." Momoyo, who stood next to her finally spoke up, wrapping her hand around Lucoa's waist and making her claim.
This time, Gakuto, Takuya and Yamato despaired, along with a few other guys who heard what Lucoa said.
A few more interesting students came by next. An adorable girl, a bald boy, the 'Young Master' and his maid, who watched Lucoa cautiously and a typical perverted side character with monkey-like features, who practically drooled upon seeing Lucoa and Ikaros. He pulled out a camera and instantly began to take pictures of her, much to the surprise of the other students.
"Eh? Doesn't Ikurou only take perverted photos? Wait.. He's even shooting in front of Momoyo-senpai!" A few of the bystanders noted, fearing for the monkey-esque boy's safety.
Lucoa didn't seem to mind. In fact, every picture the boy took mysteriously had some sort of exaggerated pose. The Dio pose, Joseph pose, Lelouch pose and even the Vergil in his plastic chair pose came out on his camera, despite nobody seeing her do it.
"I-Impossible.. How!?" Ikuro gasped, looking at all of his photos when Lucoa pat his shoulder.
"They'll never believe you, bro." Lucoa said before all the photos were deleted faster than the perverted boy could blink.
Ikuro fell to his knees and pounded his fists against the ground in despair.
"This was fun, Momo. Gotta admit, these guys are way cooler than the highschoolers I attended school with. Ah, that reminds me. It's been a few days since something nonsensical happened to me. I should get going, lest some meteor come down on all of us or something." Lucoa's sudden desire to leave made Momoyo's eyebrow quirk upward in confusion.
"What do you mean? Did you summon a meteor? Some kind of curse?" Momoyo asked eagerly.
"Ever since I was born, random events tend to happen around me. A herd of midgets playing freeze-tag with me when I was five, watching a clown car with eight clowns inside get smashed to pieces via a train when I was seven. I've been chased by horny furries when I was twenty, stalked by crazy women, kidnapped by cultists, almost eaten by cannibals, sold to human traffickers, grabbed and bagged by BDSM enthusiasts and hunted by large groups of various animals INCLUDING Chinchillas." Each admission made one more standby look at her in bewilderment, all except Cap, whose eyes shone in envy.
"Those are the really weird things. Minor random events like tripping on banana peels, getting smacked on the ass five times in one day by older women and seeing a tiddy pop loose from a woman's shirt is harmless. But it's been a few days of normalcy.. Which means something big is gonna-" BAM!
"Ahahaha!! Momoyo! I see you found a worthy rival! When were you going to tell me!?" A silver haired woman with an athletic yet curvaceous body suddenly appeared, delivering a punch into Lucoa's cheek with a wildly amused grin.
In any other circumstances, she might have knocked anyone else away. There was even some wind pressure from her punch. But Lucoa stood there, staring at the new girl with a slightly tilted head.
"Master?" Ikaros called out from beside her, her now red eyes locked onto the new girl.
"Heh. Nah don't worry about it. To her, this was a love tap. Right, babe?" Lucoa smirked, triggering the silverette's laughter.
"Indeed. I hesitated to go full throttle. I hope you forgive me for not taking you seriously. I wanted to see who Momoyo would consider a rival and got a bit ahead of myself. Nice to meet you, I am Kuki Ageha!" Ageha declared, pointing at herself with her thumb much like a Saiyan Prince would.
Momoyo snickered and shook her head, "Your information's outdated. I can't consider Lucoa-chan a rival. I consider her a mountain I must climb. A massive one."
For some reason, quite a few men and even some women in the audience looked straight at Lucoa's large chest. Then, a few of them awkwardly hunched over to hide their erections.
"Aw you know you can climb me whenever you want." Lucoa added with a grin.
Ageha blinked a few times as her mind registered what Momoyo truly said. Ignoring the now lewd undertones, she understood Momoyo declared Lucoa was stronger than her.
"Oi.. where'd that prideful Momoyo Kawakami go? I already thought saying you had a rival was big.. But this? Keh..! I'm getting excited myself! Lucoa-san, fight me!" Ageha requested, her fists poised to fight.
Momoyo slung her arm around Lucoa's shoulder and gave Ageha a smirk before saying, "Heh. This enough of a random event? Also.. are you trying to steal my Lucoa?"
Her last question was asked with a challenging grin. One that Ageha returned in kind.
"Oh no..! I have a harem! What do I do!? Lament over twelve epidodes and never pick a girl even at the end? Or are we perverted enough to engage in a foursome!?" Lucoa gasped, her words triggering Yamato, who felt like he'd been catching strays.
'For some reason... Her words hurt..' He thought while clutching onto a nearby railing.
"Er.. I don't swing that way, I think. I'm straight." Ageha coughed, the sudden awkward atmosphere nearly killing all of her fighting spirit.
"So are spagetti noodles, until they get wet." Lucoa easily replied, stunning Ageha and a few bystander girls whose faces flushed.
Momoyo just laughed.
'I guess this could sorta count as a random, chaotic event. Yeah..! Spontaneous battle hungry harem formation. It's just like Dad used to say.'
'Son, if a woman you love is willing to fight for you, she's a keeper. If a woman you love fights you AND for you? Hold onto that one. If two women fight both you and each other? Put a baby in 'em. You just got yourself a functioning harem... or an extremely abusive relationship! But fuck it, a man should try everything at least once!'
"Ah Papa.. You certainly loved to live dangerously." Lucoa smirked, her thoughts interrupted when she heard the school bell go off, warning students to get to class.
"Nee-san, we'll go ahead. See you later, Lucoa-san." Yamato quickly bade them goodbye and quickly made his way inside the school along with the others who had stayed to watch the spectacle.
"Well I'd hate to make you late. Damn.. just came to the realization I've been hitting on a highschooler." Lucoa muttered.
Momoyo shrugged and pat her back.
"I'm eighteen, so don't worry about anything. Go out and explore Kawakami if you want. Or practice those moves I taught-"
*FSSSSH*
A sudden attention-grabbing noise interrupted Momoyo's words. A circular tear in space had appeared not five meters away, especially grabbing Momoyo and Ageha's attention. Being unaccustumed to magic, the sight put them both on edge.
Lucoa and Ikaros had a different reaction. Ikaros merely tilted her head, recognizing the magic Lucoa used when she took her from her universe. As for Lucoa, she felt a distinct magic signature very much like her own. One her body and memories as an Aztec Goddess recognized.
Before she could say anything though, a blonde woman in a black turtleneck, blue overall jeans and a red baseball cap she wore with the cap put on backward. Both of her eyes a mix of blue on the outer iris and green on the inner iris. She also possessed the same tube-like horns Lucoa used to have.
Followed behind her was someone Lucoa didn't recognize, however. A nearly all-black sailor uniform, black angel wings, a red halo, pale skin, black hair and red eyes. Also, she had two shotguns strapped to her back.
"Oh my.. Me! My sister has fallen in with a juvenile delinquent armed with shotguns! And we're outside a school too.. Hey, lady? We're not in America. I don't think Japan's ready for Pumped up Kicks." Lucoa stated, instantly bulldozing through the sudden tension.
The black haired girl opened her mouth but didn't say anything, looking both confused and slightly jarred that Lucoa was so blunt right off the bat.
Though the blonde spoke up, her voice lacking the expressiveness Lucoa's did, "Sister. I've finally found you. It's time you received your comeuppance."
Momoyo instantly turned to Lucoa and coughed into her fist.
"Th-This is your sister? The one you..."
"Fucked until my bed shattered into a million pieces? Where at one point after the fifth hour of snu-snu our bodily fluids coated each other like body oil? The one I made orgasm so hard she needed to drink a gallon or two of water afterward? Sure iiis..~" Lucoa's admission was met with silence on everyone's part. Though Petla had a prominent blush on her expressionless face.
"Are you going to.. you know..?" The black haired woman asked while nudging Petla.
Petla blinked and nodded, having begun to immerse herself in the memory.
"Sister. It's time to get your comeuppance. Prepare yourself.." Petla declared while taking on a battle-stance.
"I am going to resume carnal relations with you. This time.. I will be on top." Petla declared, the wind kicking up around her.
Lucoa clicked her tongue and looked at her sister, both of her heterochomatic eyes opening fully.
"I refuse."
"Foolish little sister.. I will never allow you to be top. Obediently accept being little spoon.. Or this young master will have to teach you manners." Lucoa stated, getting in her own battle stance.
"Then it is unavoidable.. We shall settle this with Multiversal Battle. As we used to." Petla tossed aside her cap, giving it to her companion.
"Hoh? Bold words. Very well then! Take care of the drip, Ikaros." Lucoa took her own cap off, giving it to her Angeloid.
"....What the fuck is happening..?" The black haired girl muttered, matching the sentiments of both Momoyo and Ageha, who were even more confused than she was.
[AN: Sorry bout upload schedule. Was in a rut where I thought about other ideas and kept stalling on writing chapters.]
[Also Petla image]