She gave a small smile in return and accepted, "As you wish Ryuji-san."
They walked together with her showing off the various clubs, all of which were pretty standard and nothing he hadn't seen before. Ryuji didn't intend to join any of them, he'd never done so before and had no reason to do so now.
As they approached a building partially separated from the rest, Momo gestured to it, "And this is our kendo club. They made it to nationals last year, though they've remained purely female so far."
As they got closer, his ears picked up a sound that he could only describe as perverse male giggling.
It was so gross. He picked up the speed of his steps until he reached the door to the club, where he knocked.
He could hear female voices on the other side of the door. It quickly opened just a crack so he could see a woman's face and her pink hair. She eyed him suspiciously as she asked, "Can I help you?"
Ryuji maintained a serious look as he replied, "I heard some male voices giggling," he pointed toward the back of the building, "over there. I thought it best to inform you right away."
The cautious look on the woman's face quickly transitioned into righteous fury.
She slammed the door shut and quickly began shouting to rally the other women to her righteous cause, the beating of perverts. Not being suicidal, Ryuji quickly moved away from the door and back toward Momo who had been watching him curiously the entire time.
Moments later a veritable stampede of young women charged out of the kendo dojo and around to the back of the building. Moments later the sound of wood hitting flesh and squeals of pain rang out. Justice was being served in the oldest fashion known to man, bodily.
The beating went on for a few minutes and when it was over the women returned looking slightly sweaty and disheveled, yet satisfied.
The one with pink hair walked up to him and gave him a smile, "Thank you for the warning... um..."
Ryuji gave a small bow, "Okane Ryuji, at your service."
"Okane-san. I'm Katase, president of the Kendo Club. Thank you, again, for letting us know about those perverts."
He gave another small bow, "My pleasure. I'll be sure to inform you if I ever notice them again. However, I have to admit that I am surprised new students would so quickly risk their scholastic career to dare try and peek on the first day of classes.
Especially at a school as prestigious as Kuoh Academy. Would you like me to accompany you to the student council so we can report the incident and the perpetrators?"
Katase grimaced but shook her head, "That won't be necessary." She continued with a mumbled, "Not that it would do any good anyway." She raised her voice back up, "Thank you, again. It was nice to meet you."
She flashed him one more smile and made her way back to the dojo. Ryuji resumed walking with Momo, admitting that acting clueless was a bit of fun.
It only made sense for him to believe the Perverted Trio were new students. If Kuoh followed Japanese law at all concerning perverts, then the trio should have been expelled in short order last year.
Obviously, Sona didn't give a damn about human law.
The tour of the clubs ended with Momo gesturing to the old school building, "Lastly, this is where the Occult Research Club meets. Do you, perhaps, believe in the occult Ryuji-san?"
Of course he did, now, but instead, he said, "Nah, it's all a bunch of cheap tricks to part people from their hard-earned money.
All psychics are just good at skills like cold reading to get a rise out of people."
Momo didn't reply to that as she led him to the gate, "Have a good evening Ryuji-san, and please think about if you would like to join any of the school clubs."
After watching Ryuji leave the campus, Momo turned on her heels and made her way directly to the student council room.
Upon entering her King looked up from a pile of paperwork, "Welcome back Momo, how did it go?"
Momo related everything that happened during their walk including the incident at the kendo club and his apparent disbelief in the supernatural.
Sona straightened up in her chair as she pondered the new information that had been gathered. She hadn't learned much that was new, though she idly asked, "I wonder why he thought the pervert trio were new students."
None of her peerage answered because it had become very obvious to them that Sona, their King, clearly didn't care about their behavior, and bringing it up was pointless.
They'd been so downtrodden by Sona's obliviousness that they couldn't even bring themselves to complain when they learned she planned to invite the closet pervert Saji into the student council, better known as Sona's peerage.
Ryuji smiled to himself as he stepped into his home. He now had a plan. He might dislike Issei the boob dragon, but the loser was the protagonist.
Since his scenarios could make people stronger, why not start with the guy who had plot armor? If he remembered right, the guy had one seriously powerful gizmo that made him stronger, yet still got his shit kicked in because he was weak as hell.
What was it called again? His memory of it was vague but something about a red dragon and... Boost? Right! Boost! It let Issei double his power every time it was used.
That was a seriously powerful tool to have but was wasted since the guy was so pathetically weak.
Well, he didn't have to stay weak! Ryuji could use his scenarios to help the guy buff up while reaping some rewards for himself.
Not only that, but Issei was supposed to join with the devils right? Well, once he did, he could tell the devils about the scenarios and he could sneakily introduce them to his scenarios and get even more 'customers' to run them. It was perfect!
Now, he just needed to find out where Issei lived, which shouldn't be too hard. The monsters he made for his scenarios could be made outside of them, though he had a limit on how many, and were completely loyal to him.
More importantly for his plan, he could sense where they were. Oh yes, this was going to be awesome!