Chie chuckled pleasantly at Megumi's questions, planting the head of her axe on the ground, with the shaft towering above Chie's maximum height. With the air of someone discussing typical club activities, the delinquent responded, "lunch money day's tomorrow, Yukazu-chan~ AS for easy battle points..."

Chie tilted her head, deep in thought. Certainly, there were plenty of sources of 'easy' points... those points were just a pittance at this point. Even if her lower-ranked club members were to consistently defeat higher-ranked students, the gain would be relatively small and short-lived anyway. At this point, she'd need to seriously consider fighting or absorbing other clubs to make any substantial gains.

As a model delinquent, Chie would need to find the most under-handed method to defeat them all, correct?

During her musings, something very unexpected happened: A student actually spoke to her.

Chie glanced at the white-haired boy with wonder, taken-aback by his bold approach. It was rare for anyone to speak to her so fearlessly during school hours these days. Actually, come to think of it... that mop and bucket, the white hair... wasn't this person...

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"...Ah, right," Chie momentarily released her axe to tap a fist into her open palm in realisation, and casually returned to holding the weapon before gravity could claim it, "Kazuya Kazama, right? Hello~" she greeted him after he introduced himself. Probably one of the weakest students to grace this school, if his win/loss ratio was any indication.

Such a person wanted to become a delinquent, huh? Well, there was only one answer to such a ridiculous question.

"Sure~" Chie nodded happily, "you'll need to start at the bottom, but as long as you can follow our rules, you'll be allowed to customise your own uniform before too long! How exciting..."

Chie turned her gaze towards Megumi, continuing, "this is Yukazu Megumi, she'll be your senpai for a bit~ Yukazu-chan, please make sure he settles into the club, okay? And remember, no bullying the newbie until the 48-hour grace period is over~ Ah, and of course..."

Suddenly adopting an exaggerated scowl, Chie once more rounded on her new recruit, speaking in a forced, deep voice that seemed more like a parody of stereotypical trouble-makers than an actual delinquent, "Ya gotta learn to act tough if ya wanna be taken seriously, ya got me?"
The high-schoolers features melted back into the usual radiant smile, completely unashamed of how silly she must have sounded. Such was the power of Yamamoto Chie.