Do You Love Your Mom and Her Two-Hit Multi-Target Attacks?, Vol. 2

Mom-only gear was surprisingly fragile. Or was she just that mad? Either way, this did not exactly calm her down.

“I refuse to accept it! This can’t be happening! We can’t seem to win at all! It doesn’t make any sense!”

“Mother! Please calm down! We…”

“Shut up!”

“Eek!”

Medhi tried to control her mother, but Medhimama grabbed her daughter’s arm and yanked her forward, scowling furiously at her.

“M-Mother…?”

“That’s right… That’s it, Medhi. The source of all our problems is you, isn’t it? You didn’t become number one like you were supposed to! That’s the cause! If you would just win, then we wouldn’t have had any problems! Why didn’t you?!”

“I…I do apologize for my poor results in class, but…”

“I don’t care about any lip service apology! What are you going to do about it? How are you going to fix this? Tell me, Medhi! How are you going to make things right?!”

“I—I don’t know… I don’t know what to…”

“You brought this mess on us, and you don’t even know how to fix it? Unbelievable! That’s enough! You’re worthless! You must be punished!”

Medhimama raised her hand. Palm ready to strike Medhi’s cheek.

Masato wasn’t about to let that happen again.

“Wait!” he said, reaching out and grabbing Medhimama’s arms. “You’re just disgracing yourself.”

Bloodshot eyes turned on Masato. He stood firm. He wasn’t going to back down here.

Frankly, he was the one about to lose it, but he fought off his anger, forcing himself to stay calm and meet Medhimama’s eyes. Calmly.

“Please stop doing this.”

“Mind your own business! This is between me and my daughter! It has nothing to do with you!”

“How so? You’ve gotten us mixed up in your mess at every turn. Knock it off already. Let’s all just calm down here. Everyone’s staring.”

“Who’s staring…?!”

They were surrounded by students on their way home, many of whom had stopped to watch. Wise, Porta, and Mamako were all watching anxiously.

Mamako’s gaze most likely had the biggest effect. Medhimama likely didn’t want to look any more pathetic than she already did. She quieted down considerably, pulling herself out of Masato’s grasp and turning her back on him.

He’d stopped her for now. But what next?

Masato glanced toward his party. Wise and Porta, sure, but even Mamako didn’t seem to know what to do. They were all just staring back at him.

Then…

…Mm?

Masato felt a chill run down his spine. Like something really dangerous was coming closer. And the source of that chill…was right next to him.

He glanced that way.

“…Gonna kill her…”

There was something there. Something cloaked in an aura of darkness. Something staring at the back of Medhimama’s head with a crazed gleam in her eyes, raising a staff high above her head.

It was Medhi. Inches from pummeling Medhimama.

“Yiiiiiikes! Stop! Time-oooooout!”

Masato quickly pinned Dark Medhi’s arms behind her back. Part of him definitely wanted to let her get a hit in, but not like this. This could only end badly.

“Eeek! M-Masato?!”

Medhi turned around, looking just as she always did. The dark power had vanished in an instant. Her face was so close to his, he instinctively bent backward. It was just as beautiful as ever.

“Um, what’s going on?”