Densuke sighed in depression, opening the door to the club room, carrying a stack of pizza boxes almost as tall as him. It was a bad time to be food in the Eiken Club.
Kirika, in one of her recent fits of insane scheming, had decided that she was going to claim every championship the academy had for the Eiken club. Thanks to her amazonian size and ridiculous strength, she was quickly able to claim most of the sports, and using her inability to listen to logic or reason, had gotten the debate team's championship just so she'd leave.
But even with her ridiculous strength, she had been stopped by the Sumo team. Although she was as strong as their captain, the fact he weighed almost five hundred pounds versus her 180 had stopped her dead. While a normal person would move on Kirika.. wasn't normal.
So, for the past month, Kirika had been devouring all the groceries Komoe and Sensei bought, leaving the other members of the Eiken Club to order pizza.. which Kirika then proceeded to eat most of, as well.
As he set the Pizzas down, he heard the door open behind him and Kirika's voice.
Densuke sighed and turned around. How big was Kirika now?
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