Chapter 3: Chapter 3
That night Anastasia had a dream cycle with her master. it was horrifying and oppressing. Anastasia always knew something was off about Misogi. His smile never seemed to quite reach his face, and his cheery words rang hollow in her ears. Like someone who was hiding a boundless sadness that they couldn't show to anyone else.
The burden that he bore with his every waking moment was one she could scarcely imagine. Certainly, her life was one fraught with hardships, but those hardships were always merely stepping stones along the path.
But for that teen, it was like his whole life was a hardship in itself. Despite everything, he still laughed, smiled and gave it his all, even knowing that he was crushed before he'd even started.
Kumagawa woke up after wiping away a few tears and looking into a mirror before closing his eyes and reopening to reveal a happy face with a smile. 『Looking good I say so myself!』A figure manifested behind him as Anastasia asked "For how long are you going to keep up your charade of being happy?"
『Charade? Happiness isn't made for someone like me who is destined to lose or fail.』
『Even with the power to impose my will on reality, for example.』
Kumagawa raised his hand as if grasping something. Soon an object formed into a simply blade that emitted horror beyond anything she had seen. Kumagawa swung it at her as she thought her master had betrayed her only for the blade to break before even touching her.
『I was born to lose. I've lost so many times that even creating a god slaying weapon won't help me win simply because I can not imagine myself winning. It's a useless attempt.』
『Hence I can only fit into the role that suits me the best. The role of the good loser.』
With that, Kumagawa proceeded to waste away the rest of the day doing whatever he wanted.
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It was night and Kumagawa was trying to sleep only to keep hearing noises. Anastasia woke up before materialising outside. Kumagawa rarely showed real emotions but he was cranky and on top of the constant brewing negativity his face was contorted as his facial features were twisted in a scowl.
"Get them Berserker!"
The sound of footsteps were heard as the giant faced towards the sound. Fear overcame all of them as Berserker started growling signalling danger. The figure started twisting and morphing as reality twisted under the madness and chaos of the minus.
His features were darkened under the streetlight while his mouth and eyes gained a white cover under the mist of chaos from the bending reality.
『I was trying to sleep ya know?』
『Don't mini-boss fights usually happen during the noon?』
『So cut it OUT! I'm trying to sleep here and so is Caster!』
Shirou and Rin both recognised the speech pattern immediately.
"Kumagawa?"/"Kumagawa?"
The figure revealed itself as Berserker launched himself at the teen. Caster quickly intercepted the madman's advances with ice encompassing his foot. It didn't take long for the ice to crack, but that was enough time for Kumagawa to rush at the madman. The screw didn't even pierce the skin as it shattered before the huge stone slab came crushing down on his head.
Anastasia knew he would be fine but it was still disgusting to see his head as mush.
The little white haired girl laughed "Angry onii-chan is dead!" Anastasia pointed out to the body that had found itself behind her. Illya turned to the headless body as she screamed and Berserker came before crushing the body as well.
Illya sighed "Surely he's dead." A ruffle of clothes drew her attention. His clothes were a mess but that was fine, nothing All Fiction couldn't fix. All heads turned to see Kumagawa in pristine condition. His black jacket and pants uniform where all clean. His gold screw patterned buttons found themselves back on.
No blood, no nothing.
Kumagawa scowled 『You're one heck of a mini-boss villain.』But you're nothing without the defence right? Another screw appeared in his hands, the new screw had a flat top with a minus sign on the top.
Anastasia nodded through the link after Kumagawa told her his plan for his first ever win.
Berserker roared as he charged at Kumagawa once again with unprecedented speed. A case of ice surrounded his legs and arms leaving the chest exposed as the giant soon broke out. But that was enough as Kumagawa had readied his first minus. His original minus.
『Bookmaker』
The screw elongated as he threw it just as the giant broke out. The screw pierced the giant leaving Illya shocked until she realised an abnormality. "No damage?" Kumagawa grinned.
『Bookmaker doesn't damage the physical body. It soils the heart. It brings any person down to my level. Spirit, technique, strength, intellect and talent all fall to match mine. And me being the weakest person on the planet means your Berserker is now useless just like me.』
Berserker lunged at him with the speed of a normal person, before Kumagawa appeared behind him instantly leaving Berserker impaled on the ground with different screws. The giant was dead or so he thought.
Berserker's eyes gleamed red as he rose with steam rising from his body. Kumagawa fell silent before leaving from where he came from as he left them wondering about his words.
『Once again I couldn't win.』
『God damn it.』
『Just why can I not...』
『Win』
『Once again, Good Loser Kumagawa loses again』
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