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“Foolish human, you will do as I say!” shouted the pink-haired fiend. “Huh, what do you want now, Power? Did you seriously run out of beef jerky already?” said the blonde teen. “Impertinent wretch, my running out of nourishment has nothing to do with my current request!” the girl said, failing to hide her intentions. “I read in the periodical that there is a jubilee being held downtown. I must partake in this merriment post haste! The pathetic citizens of Japan must know of their future overlord and her magnificence, and you, my dear vassal, are to be the one who shall lead her highness to this most fine fair,” proclaimed Power. “Uhhh, I barely understood half of what you said, but it sounded like you wanted to go to some dumb festival. Go by yourself, I'm not particularly interested in these kinds of events, and I'm not gonna spend my day off that way,” stated Denji.
“Nggggh, you have to accompany me, human! I have decided you will go with me to the festival, and that's that.” Denji groaned and was about to turn down Power's request once again when he felt a sharp pain from between his legs. “You B-------aboon” he yelled as Power stomped on his groin, making sure not to swear as he and Power had said that whoever swore had to put money in the other's swear jar. “Fine, if it gets you to shut up, I'll take you to your stupid festival.” “Yes! Another victory for the Power nation!” she said, pumping her arms up and down.
Autumn leaves fluttered in the wind and fell to the ground as people moved from stand to stand, enjoying the event to its fullest. “Hahahaha, this gala is certainly worthy of a being of my standing!” shouted the horned maiden, pointing at the crowd and getting a few weird looks as a result. “Oi, stop acting like a dumbass, or we'll get kicked out just like that time at the family burger joint,” stated Denji. “That burger outfit had no right looking that convincing!” grumbled Power as Denji held her hand and moved it to scratch his face. “Hey, what are you doing?” “Nothing, it's just that your hand was doing nothing important, and my face was itchy,” stated Denji. “Now you owe me some snacks for that,” announced Power, annoyed.
Denji had no choice but to comply and get Power some takoyaki. She snagged it greedily and chomped down on it. “You are forgiven, stooge,” said the girl with food in her mouth.” Heh, sure, whatever,” said Denji in an aloof tone.
Power's gaze was drawn to the different games that were on display, so she grabbed Denji's arm and pulled him along. “Come on, human! We must show these hominids the amazing power of Power!” stated Power, excitement visible in her eyes. “Alright, calm down, I'm coming,” said Denji. He really didn't understand why Power was so excited about some dumb festival.
They stopped in front of a stand with a stack of cups you were meant to knock over to get a plushie. The one Power was interested in was that of a fat white cat that she said reminded her of Meowy. Power paid what she had to play the game and got into position to throw her ball. She threw it with all the strength she had, but all she managed to accomplish was knocking some of the cups off the top. “Damned game! Denji, help me win this thing!”
Denji was about to ask why she wanted that plushie so bad when something surprising happened. She looked up at him with teary eyes, pleading for him to get it for her. Denji felt a surge of determination fill his body. He didn't understand why, but he needed to win this stupid plushie for Power from this game that was likely rigged. He grabbed a ball, wound up his arm, and threw it, but not before shouting “Chainsaw throw!” The ball ricocheted off the cups and onto the wooden beams that made up the stand, then fell to the ground. Denji was about to let out a sound of disappointment when the whole stand fell apart, knocking the cups to the ground.
“You did it, Denji! You kicked that bothersome game's ass!” shouted Power, hugging Denji and causing him to blush. The employee at the stand who had barely dodged the debris could not bring himself to deny them their prize, especially when the game was rigged. Power was hugging her huge cat plushie, going on about how much blood it must have inside that fat body. Denji, meanwhile, was in a trance as he watched Power enjoy her spoil. Denji didn't understand why, but watching Power be happy made him feel really good in a way that he didn't understand, but he wanted to keep making her smile and laugh. Another thing he noticed was how cute she looked. She wore a pink blouse with a black jacket on top and a long pink skirt.
Denji chided himself for thinking about Power that way; he thought there was no way that she would be interested in him, right? Besides, Power wasn't his type, she was loud, violent, had to be told to clean up after herself, was racist against humans; in a lot of ways she was more like a guy than what Denji imagined the perfect girl to be. But he had to admit that despite all her flaws Power was a lot of fun to be around; she almost always hung around Denji like a cat following its owner, asking for his opinion on something or the other and making dumb comments that would frequently get a laugh out of him. He also noticed how whenever she would go on her rants about world domination she would include him as her minion or assistant, and it made him feel appreciated; that a human hater would make an exception just for him did wonders for his self-esteem. Someone caring about Denji was a rare occurrence, so when it happened he just couldn't ignore it.
Power grabbed his arm once again and told him that there were still games to play and she had to make up for her humiliating loss at the hands of the devilish cups. They arrived at a large wooden bucket filled with water and apples that you were meant to get in your mouth.
“Haha! These insolent apples won't stand a chance against my sharp fangs. I'll bite them like the hearts of the foolish humans who dare to oppose me!” declared Power before throwing her head into the bucket and coming out with two apples in her mouth. Denji burst out laughing as she looked frankly ridiculous, but she yelled at him to also play the game and he did as she told him. Denji and Power had a lot of fun putting their heads into a bucket, once they were finished both were laughing deliriously and soaked from their heads to their shoulders.
Denji was really having a great time. Maybe he was a bit harsh on the idea of going to the festival, but after the heartbreak he felt with Reze at that festival he swore he would never enjoy an event like this ever again. But being here with Power was making him forget about the betrayal he experienced. Thinking about Reze made him realize something, he had gone on a date with her, then wasn't the same true with Power? No, she didn't look at him like a boyfriend, they were just buddies, friends. Yet the way he felt at the time with Reze and how he feels now with Power were not so dissimilar from each other. Could he and Power be a thing?
He was pulled out of his thoughts by Power pointing at a food cart that was selling cotton candy and she looked at him with puppy eyes, which meant Denji had to get it for her. Afterwards, they found a bench to sit on and relax, which meant that Denji was left alone with Power, who was enjoying her cotton candy. He just stared at her, he didn't know why but Power looked especially cute now, maybe it was the glossy sheen on her hair and skin from the water or maybe it was the fact she was chomping down on her cotton candy with a big smile on her face.
Denji was so captivated that he didn't notice Power stopped eating and now was staring at him. “Is there something on my face?” asked Power. Denji tried to stutter an excuse but was unable to. “Oh, I get it. You were entranced by my ethereal beauty. No mortal man could resist me.” she boasted, he tried to deny her accusation, but Power didn't buy it. “Hmm, maybe you don't just like how I look, but also have a crush on me, your reaction confirms it. It's understandable, you fell for the greatness of Power, my sweet vassal.” Power was now smugly boasting about how she had ensnared Denji with her charms. He was a blushing mess, trying to convince Power that he didn't have a crush on her, but he was just making her believe it even more.
He grabbed her arms and managed to stop her boasting. However, their faces were now inches apart and a strong tension could be felt in the air. Both were silent, and Denji's eyes were fixated on Power's lips. Denji felt his logic escaping him as all he could think about was meeting her lips with his own. He looked at Power to see what she was thinking, but all he could see was her eyes fixated on him. Denji decided to go for it, consequences be damned, and put his lips against Power's.
God it felt good to kiss someone, the memory of kissing Reze still present in his mind, but this felt even better somehow, perhaps because she wasn't biting his tongue off. Power's lips were so pillowy and soft, he couldn't get enough of them. As they kissed, Power let out soft moans that made Denji's body fill with arousal; his view of her as gross and unattractive was quickly changing. Eventually they broke apart to catch their breath, their faces flushed.
“Wow, uh- I mean- Power, do you like me?” Denji said, flustered. “I guess you could say you are worthy of my affection,” Power said, with a smug grin on her face. Denji could feel all the moments he spent with Power get recontextualized from innocent friends' stuff to something more romantic.
The door unlocked as Aki entered his apartment. “Denji, Power, are you guys home?” He didn't receive an answer so he just went further into his home but stopped once he heard some weird noises coming from the bedrooms. He opened Denji's door only to be met with something surprising; Power and Denji sprawled on the floor one on top of the other; they were both kissing each other ferociously, hickeys and bite marks strewn across their necks and faces, their hair was a disheveled mess. “What the hell are you two doing?! I leave for a couple hours and you start eating each other's faces?!” shouted Aki. “Oh yeah, we sort of had a very revealing interaction and now are a couple,” said Denji. “Denji is now my concubine, topknot” said Power. “Just, if you're going to be degenerates, do it with the door closed. I don't want to walk in on something like this ever again, understood?” stated Aki. “Yes, Aki” announced Denji and Power in unison. Aki then closed the door, leaving Denji and Power alone. “Wanna make out again?” asked Denji. “Maybe later, Meowy needs to eat” she replied, picking Meowy up from the cat plushie it was using as a pillow.
“Hey Power, wanna play a game after dinner?” inquired Denji. “Of course, my dearest pawn,” she stated and left the room. Denji laid down on the floor, a huge smile across his face. He really liked this turn of events, him and Power together just felt right.