8 CH8: Clubs

Homeroom was fun; some kid was slashed by the teacher for pointing out the flaws in her human disguise. It was so bad the kid bled out all over the place, and someone had to take him to the student nurse. Everyone just watched him go like it was the most normal thing in the world. The lack of empathy for their fellow monster was impressive. It really showed why humans were the dominant species on the planet. Our sensei even continued with her announcement like nothing had happened.

We had the whole day off to find a club, and I was starting to feel excited. This was an opportunity to join the Public Safety Committee and set my eyes on my target. It was a little like hunting; it was the time to stalk my prey and figure out his habits. That would let me know if I could take him out. I doubted the guy would be that strong; from what I could tell, Moka was one of the strongest beings in the whole school. I was relative to her even if I wasn't going all-out training every day.

While I didn't have stats to show me how much I've grown, my skills spoke for themselves.

Arakan PL 40

Qi Control: Master 5%

Qi Enhancement: Adept 40%

Qi Gardening: Adept 80%

Aura Manifestation: Beginner 5%

Ascension: Beginner 0%

Oversoul: Beginner 80%

Saizou went from 11 in his human form to 15 in his monster form. Moka went from a respectable 12 when sealed to 45 the first time I removed her seal. I could keep up with her for the most part. 11 to 14 was a larger gap than 40 to 45. Power levels were static, so a few points didn't matter much when they reached a certain point. Once we reached the thousands, a few dozen points wouldn't matter much. Of course, when my aura manifestation finally became viable, things would change.

All the cool stuff I could do was completely reliant on my aura. That included shaping qi into destructive blasts like in DBZ; once that became fully operational, I would have some fun. My PL would jump several times from that alone, but I was missing some things to make it viable. For one, I needed a stronger body, I could only multiply so much, and there were limits to what I could work with. Gotcha might have some serum or something to help with that or maybe a set of dragon balls. Of course, my zanpakuto helped as well; sometimes, I heard whispers from it.

The sword was invisible to all eyes but my own and maybe Tsukune, so it was always strapped to my waist. Like DBZ Bleach had an alternative in this world called Void where soul reapers wielded zanpakuto against hollows. The man character was an orange-haired guy who was cool but reminded me too much of Mario with his save the princess arcs at least on the surface. The last arc was sweet, from what I heard. Ichigo turned into an absolute beast at the end until his Bankai broke before we got to see what it did. I patted the sword at my waist; they were a little fragile.

Despite my weak human body, I had a lot going for me and only needed more qi-rich foods than anything else. Fruits and veggies were great, but meat was where the real qi increases came from. So, after I got rid of Kuyo, the next thing I planned to go after were cows and chickens. I would need some fencing, but there was plenty of nearby trees no one would miss.

Moke grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my thoughts. "Stop brooding, and let's find a club."

"Hey, do you want to join the Public Safety Committee?"

Moka smiled sweetly. "Nope, I would rather jump in a lake."

"So, we should join the swim club."

Moka gave me a disapproving look. "Why would you want to join the PSC?" Moka asked.

I thought about lying, but by her narrowed eyes, she was ready for that, no-bullshit answer about justice or making the school a better place would fly. So, I sighed and debated for a second about revealing my deal with the headmaster.

"I want a set of weights for the gravity room."

"Try again, and this time add the context." Inner Moka said from the rosary.

"Fine, the headmaster wants me to eliminate some people in the academy, and one was the head of the PSC. So, I thought we could join; I could study my opponent in the wild and single him out at an opportune moment."

"Just find the guy and beat him up. Only a human would try something so convoluted against a weakling." Inner Moka said.

"Thanks, I try, and I really want those weights, so if I need to do a little infiltration to close the deal, then why not?"

"Dignity should be reason enough. How could you involve me in something so underhanded and tedious? My reputation is important as a daughter of Shuzen. Doing something so underhanded could put a black mark on your reputation, and it's bad enough already that you're human. What I'm trying to say is think before you act; you aren't in this alone anymore." Inner Moka said.

That hit me in the feels. We had only known each other for about a month, even if we were constantly training and hanging out. Having someone like her to rely on was something I didn't have before. Tsukune didn't believe the presence would awaken and the rest of my family was skeptical at best. Moka at least believed me and knew why I trained so hard. She also seemed to enjoy the process of getting stronger, the same as me. Maybe it was time to lend her a little more trust. Not all of my secrets but a little more than before.

Outer grabbed my hand. "We need to find a club, or all the good ones will be taken."

"Maybe we should just register our own club. We could call it the train like the earth depends on it club." I said.

Moka gave me a look. "Registration for new clubs ended two weeks ago. Let's hurry."

We took off down the hall and began the festival route. "Please join the alchemy club where we seek to find the truth of boobs. No, join the photography club where our cameras have the highest resolution of any toilet cam on the market. Don't be fooled by those perverts; join the Moka club, where we'll worship you like a goddess." I blinked upon realizing the internet was right; there were too many simps in this world. A massive hand planted itself on my shoulder. I looked up to see a giant of a student with tusks. His human disguise wasn't very good. "I haven't seen you in the weight room in a while. You should join the powerlifting club and devote yourself to becoming swoll."

A blue-haired girl in a swimsuit squeezed into the commotion. "No, he should join the swimming club. Look how fit and streamlined his body is; he's a swimmer."

I grabbed Moka's arm and flexed my qi. The people were knocked back, allowing Moka and me to slip through. Why would I want weights outside the gravity room that didn't make sense? As for the swimming club, it sounded like a waste of time. Tsukune might enjoy something like that to see some girls in their swimsuits, but my time was valuable. I had only enough for Moka most of the time.

There weren't any better clubs from what we saw. The magic club was a bit lackluster; I had to hard pass when I saw the molestation club. Then I came upon a gothic literature club of all things with only 5 members. I nearly went on the attack when I felt them. Each of them was practically overflowing with a light that felt disgusting. They felt like someone had taken a dump on a clean white towel. Did that sound gross? Hades, yes, but it seemed to fit. To the best of my ability, to detect that's how they felt.

Across from them was a girl with striking red hair and some of the largest titties I've seen outside of Kuruma. She was filled with malevolent darkness that wanted to destroy everything. Beside her was a raven-haired girl who smiled but felt like the opposite of chill. She was like a roiling thunderstorm about to be unleashed. She felt like a mix between the other group and the redhead. Finally, a wild-feeling girl with white hair held up the signup sheet while a blonde guy who felt relatively weak stood off to the side.

The redhead and the other group leader glanced at my face, and their eyes lit up like they saw prey. "Are you Tsukune Aono? I've heard so much about you; are you interested in maximizing your potential like never before." The redhead said.

"Screw maximizing potential, sign up with me, and I'll sleep with you and pay you a stipend from the budget. Sign up with us, and I can make you rich."

I looked over at Moka, who gave me eyes, saying she wanted to see how far they would go. "Sex is pretty good; you can't go wrong with money either. Well, red, do you have anything to offer that can top that?"

"I'm a virgin, but if you sign up with me, I'll give it to you." The girl said. I held up a hand and made the universal symbol for money. "I have money, and a lot of it paying you isn't a problem." The girl said.

I turned to the fallen and raised an eyebrow. "None of us are virgins, but experience has to be worth something, right, and we could throw in a threesome."

My attention returned to the redhead. The girl blushed and turned her attention to the small white-haired girl and the black-haired girl. They each nodded while the blonde-haired guy grimaced.

"Well then, who will you choose, experience or desperation." The gothic literature representative said.

"My name isn't Tsukune Aono I'm Arakan, Tsukune is my brother. I'm sure he joined the swim team an hour ago. So, if you want to try your little sales pitch again, you better fit those titties into a swimsuit and start showing off."

The redhead glared at me while the other side stared blankly. Now, if you'll excuse us, we still have a club to find. Preferably one that isn't a trap. Both groups took off running for the swim club.

"Why do you think they're after my brother? He's strong for a human but nothing special. I would put him at only double Saizou's monster form in strength."

"He smells like a dragon, and dragons are rare, especially outside the underworld. I'm pretty sure the Occult Research club were all devils, and the Gothic Literature club were fallen angels. They could only want Tsukune for one thing if he smells like a dragon but isn't one." Moka said.