1 Why Am I Here, Seriously!?
A young man, presumably of ripe age, squatted on top of the staircase, watching students pass by him, giving him weird looks.
None of the people who were passing by believed that he was from Japan.
Not only was he quite tall, which was unusual for people in Asian countries, especially in Japan, he was also pretty disrespectful as you would never see a person from Japan squatting near a shop, and they were not wrong.
The teenager ignored the stares and opened up a bottle of Yamazaki Single Malt Whiskey as he grimaced at the low amount of alcohol in it. Despite his grumblings, it was surprisingly popular with everyone in Japan, if not the most popular of all the Whiskey brands in Japan. Yet, it didn't pack a punch.
If an ordinary citizen saw him, they would most likely record him and put him all over social media. The whiskey was well known for being delicious but also really hard to swallow.
Japanese are known to have a weak alcohol tolerance, and this whiskey was overkill for them, yet this man gulped it down like it was nothing.
This person was indeed not from Japan, nor America, nor China. No. This person was from a completely different country. The world has completely forgotten the name of his country.
Some girls were curious as they approached him. If he was a foreigner, they wanted to tell him that it was rude to do this in their culture. Some people were just too kind.
"Um...Sumimasen?"
The tall guy looked at them with a chilling gaze and a slight frown under his sunglasses and replied, "что ты хочешь?"
A cold, low grunt escaped his lips, a language they have never heard in their entire life. Forgetting their good intentions, the girls meekly bowed and left the guy alone, walking by him.
"Tch." The man clicked his tongue in irritation and took off his glasses while rubbing his closed eyes. He made sure no one saw his eyes. That was his only concern.
When he was a kid back in middle school, his eyes were damaged in a fight. While he could still see clearly, if someone looked at him, they might get a fright. So he tinted his sunglasses seven times more than usual so that people wouldn't see his eyes. His world was dark, yet he refused to take off his glasses no matter what.
From that day, he trained harder than ever, learned different styles of martial arts, and mixed them. Years later, everyone hailed him as the strongest mixed martial artist fighter in the world.
That was also one of the reasons he wore sunglasses all the time, to cover up his eyes and his past failures. Now that he was the strongest, why should people know of his past losses, right?
That being said, fighting started boring him to death, and no matter who he fought, he just didn't feel the excitement anymore, so he decided to leave his fighting past behind and focus on something that picked his interest lately. And that was...stand up comedy.
He was pretty average, if not bad at it, but it really brought him joy.
His name was Nikolai Ivanovich. He hailed from Russia. Unfortunately for him, when he was returning from a vacation from Brazil to his hometown, his plane had crashed, killing everyone and him in the process. He died, unable to continue doing what he loved, is what he thought.
Just a few hours ago, he woke up on the streets of this godforsaken land he identified as either China or Japan with a weird screen in front of his face.
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Game Start!
Maji De Watashi Ni Koi Shinasai!
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Welcome, player Nikolai Ivanovich!
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Height: 195 centimeters
Nationality: Russian
Titles: The Strongest Mixed Martial Artist
Projecting state of Russia in the world of Majikoi:
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Russia in the world of Majikoi:
A small country with a 2,578 population of people who never leave their country borders.
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Young adult rebels and leaves his country to discover the world of martial arts in Japan amid warnings of his father. He wanders around the area only for his father to call someone from his old contacts to admit him to a martial arts university. After receiving the message from his father, he jumps in joy as he goes around the town asking people about the whereabouts of the mysterious university.
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April 20th, 2009
Monday
Location: In front of the Mitsuba Store
Once he realized he was not on earth or not in his world, he was a bit lost. Back home, had no family left, and yet, he missed his old world.
The worse part was the fact that the notification told him that Russia in this world is just a small-time country, with a population of less than a few thousand people.
This was insane considering the country of his world was the largest country if we are talking about dependency on the area. It was also an insult to the mighty Nation of Russia in general.
He put his glasses back on again and stood up, he looked around trying to find a trash can but found nothing. He couldn't even throw the bottle of whiskey away.
"Tch!" This damn place didn't even have any trash cans around, nor any benches he could sit on. It was like the end of the world, but he sure had to admit that the place was pretty.
He walked on the road until he noticed a river that flowed under an old bridge. Sights like these bring a lot of nostalgia about his old world.
He took a deep breath and felt the warm spring air fill his lungs. He glanced at the fresh green grass near the river and felt like taking a nap. It didn't take long for him to commit.
He laid on the grass, sun shining at his tall frame, forgetting his worries and somehow fell asleep.
***
During their daily routine, Kawakami Momoyo and Kawakami Kazuko ran around the quiet places of the Kawakami area as a part of their exercise.
With car tires tied with a rope around their waists, they trained as if their life depended on it.
Both of the sisters were incredibly beautiful. Kawakami Kazuko was a natural red-head, which was rare amongst the people of Japan.
She has amber eyes and wears a cute ponytail.
She was a short girl with a washboard chest. She wanted her breasts to get bigger, she drank milk daily yet to no avail. But, everyone knew her for her cheerful attitude, and her sheer will to never give up. That's why she will never give up on her breasts!
Her older sister, Kawakami Momoyo on the other hand, was the complete opposite of her little sister. She had more than enough 'meat' in the chest department. She was also quite tall for a woman.
Her beautiful crimson red eyes were more than enough to enchant anyone, be it a man or a woman, and her long raven black hair just added to her beauty.
However, her personality was sadistic and she loved fighting. In fact, she was the strongest woman and a human in the entire world of Majikoi, but Nikolai has yet to know that. That's also partly why anyone would be scared to approach her as she was too scary.
Despite their differences, the duo of sisters got along really well, even though they weren't sisters by blood, they were on the same level.
"Nee-san, I will catch up to you in no time! So that you won't have to suffer from boredom anymore!" Kazuko said as she ran next to Momoyo, who just looked at her with a gentle smile, "Sure, do your best."
As they ran by the river, they noticed a crowd up ahead. A group of thugs was sitting on the ground as if waiting for someone to come.
"Ah! There she is! Get up, boys! Time for a beatdown!"
Kazuko grabbed a bottle of water and drank a bit. "What a big pinch so early in the morning. Will you be okay, nee-san?"
Momoyo showed a confident smile and replied, "What? Do you not trust your older sister? I can take care of anyone!"
One of the thugs stepped forward, "Kawakami Momoyo, right?"
"That's right. Do you have a problem?"
"That's perfect, we heard your stories even in Chiba. So we came to see the real deal." *chew* *chew* One of the thugs was chewing on gum and stared her up and down, "But she doesn't look like anything special."
"...You came all the way here from another prefecture? Nee-san is amazing." Kazuko stated with a hint of disbelief and respect for her sister.
"Rumors are usually exaggerated."
"Yeah, like how she single-handedly crushed the Nanahama's group or how she slam-dunked on the leader of the Yakuzoro's group. It all sounds like bullshit."
"Haha...We will defeat you and beat you up even if you are a girl, don't worry about that."
The commotion slowly attracted more and more people, most of them were students of Kawakami University.
"Kukuku, you're going to lose in front of all these students on this road to your beloved school."
"Oh, really? Now you've pumped me up! Don't dare to disappoint!" She dashed forward and lightly slapped the arm of one of the thugs.
*Crack*
"A-Arghhhh!! My arm!!!!" Momoyo just slightly touched his arm and soon enough, it was facing in a way it shouldn't. As the self-proclaimed goddess of war, she cannot afford to lose nor will she go easy on some random losers.
"B-Bitch, you hurt one of my men!"
"E-Everyone, get her!"
Momoyo smirked and went on a rampage, the movements of her opponents were so slow she still had time to ogle a good looking girl during the fight.
'Ah, I wonder what kind of color her panties are...Her breasts aren't bad at all. Probably three cups lower than mine, but it still gets the work done.' She licked her lips and looked forward to devouring her new prey.
She wasn't a lesbian, but there weren't any guys she was interested in or measured up to her standards, so she ended up going for the girls instead.
Her eyes glowed in a deadly light as she mercilessly broke numerous bones and dislocated joints of her enemies. She studied the Kawakami martial arts, but for trash like this, her brute strength was enough.
It took her practically no time at all to finish up the trash as she sighed in disappointment, "So much talk yet so little action. When will heavens send me someone stronger?"
The thugs were all beat up in an instant. The crowds of students cheered as if they were all waiting for this moment.
Momoyo's Fanclub cheered, "Momo-senpai is super awesome today! Just as always!"
"Yeah! I love her invincibility!"
The girls were screaming in excitement.
"As expected from Momo-senpai! She is so dominant!"
"Yeah...but she can be quite scary as well...did you hear those cracking sounds their limbs made? Terrifying..."
The guys were screaming in excitement too, but with a slightly better moderation as they were scared.
"Good job Nee-san!" Kazuko ran to her and gave her a towel and a bottle of water.
Momoyo patted the head of her beloved sister and gladly accepted the things.
"Ehehehehehe..." Kazuko enjoyed her patting. She was kind of like a small dog. If you ignored her she would cry and if you showered her with attention, she would be incredibly happy. If she had a tail it would be jumping from one side to another just about now.
Looking at the big pile of weirdly broken thugs who were barely holding on to their life, Momoyo smiled in satisfaction and gave them one more kick that made them fly real high.
"That should do the trick! Hm?" She looked towards the grassy plain and noticed that someone was laying down there. The moment she looked at him she couldn't help but widen her eyes. She could feel auras and his was definitely at least on par with her own.
'His aura is strong. Is it possible I might have some fun after all?'
***
Nikolai didn't get enough sleep with these loud noises coming not too far away from him. He disinterestedly glanced towards the commotion and noticed that some kind of fight broke out.
He yawned and ignored it until one of the thugs that participated in that very fight, was about to fall on top of him.
He outstretched a leg upwards, and the poor thug fell stomach first down onto his leg.
"Ugh!" The thug fainted from the impact and inevitable pain. Nikolai glanced at him and simply propelled him away. He flew a bit until he fell near the river. He made sure he wouldn't throw him into the river as he would probably drown to death.
Even if the cold water woke him up, he would still most likely drown due to his broken limbs.
Not long after, other thugs who wore the same uniform fell all around him on the grassy plain.
Following this, the weird screen from before popped up in front of him again.
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Starting package gift
Open or not?
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He hesitantly clicked on open.
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Congratulations!
You received:
The Japanese Language understanding [max]
The Japanese Language speaking [max]
The Japanese Language writing [max]
The Japanese Language reading [max]
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Nikolai felt a small headache that passed after a few moments.
But deep down, he felt like he knew most words and sentences if not all of them in Japanese.
"This is rather creepy, but it will definitely come in handy."
Just as he said that, he received another window.
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Quest!
"Attending Kawakami Martial Arts University!"
Your father contacted the university upfront to welcome your arrival.
Enter the university and attend the classes.
Rewards: 1 random spawn of a house in the Kawakami prefecture and 10,000 yen.
Fail: You will experience terrible death.
Make sure you make it on time as school starts in 30:00 minutes...29:54 minutes...29:50 minutes.
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"Who the hell is my father? Martial arts university!? I just want to be a stand-up comedian...but if I don't attend I might possibly die...again..."
