Gundham came back to help!

"Ah... That nameless nemesis of mine... to think, even the Ultimate Swordswoman was bested... kuhuhu... a victory for demons everywhere! But a terrible defeat for humanity! The end of the samurai is upon us! Tremble, earth!"

That voice could only belong to Gundham. Why did something seem different about his appearance? Regardless, Peko was annoyed to have run into him again. "You could have given me some more warning..." she growled. It would be much more menacing if she was armed and not clad only in a black, barely-there thong.

Gundham averted his purple eyes as much as he could, but every now and then, especially once he realized she could barely see, he found himself drinking in her rare beauty, wondering if even Kuzuryu had seen this side of her before. Ever since it had become known that those two had history, there'd been plenty of theories going around about the two of them. "Peko Pekoyama, as I returned to my room, the Four Devas of Dark Destruction summoned me to their circle. I witnessed their grave expressions and heard their words of-"

"Short version... please," Peko discouraged him, wearing an evil looking frown.

"Y-Yes... I sensed trouble. So I equipped the special armor I made to deal with that white devil-"

"Give it to me... please," Peko spoke through her teeth, wondering why he hadn't already done so. "Kurosuke may come at any moment..."

"Kurosuke? The name of a friend or ally, who may forever engrave this image of you into his head?" Gundham questioned, not knowing the cat's makeshift name. "Ah... An image granted by demons is not easily removed. Men can lose their very nature and become beasts when-"

"The armor!" Peko shouted, causing Gundham to jump.

"I-I'm wearing it, s-so it would be... catastrophic, climactic calamity on a world scale if I removed it! I've mentioned this right arm of mine before, have I not? If it should ever become exposed-"

"For the sake of Justice, your brains are going to become exposed if you don't help me!"

"Fear not! I am not without forethought. Preparation is the decider in many battles, since the days of the samurai, and I feel you'll appreciate these articles I retrieved from your gym locker on the way here, at no lack of danger-"

"... You knew that cat was going to strip me when you gave it to me? And you went through my locker, on top of that??"

Gundham could feel sweat pouring off of his forehead now and not just because he was wearing a scarf in sunny weather. "Aaaah, a misunderstanding! Maga-Z is the one who retrieved your equipment from that hallowed no-man's land! He-He is also certainly the one who came up with the idea to give you the cat, so this was his way of apologizing! As powerful as the Four Devas are, this cat is as anathema to them, a blinding white light that incinerates even their darkness! A 'bad type matchup'!"

Muttering irritably, Peko accepted her gym bag... Inside was a pair of backup glasses, as well as a pair of tight, black, school-bloomer shorts and a gym shirt with her name across the chest. It wouldn't be comfortable to run around school wearing this, but it would be better than nothing... There was one more item too, of course. A mask, in the shape of a young, blond girl with her tongue up out one side of her mouth. A silly cartoon character. This mask... had no purpose here at this school with no killing. Still, she felt she should hold on to it, for some reason. She redressed quickly while Gundham stood frozen like a statue. It was hard to tell if he was still appreciating the view or if he was too scared to move.

"Gundham..."

"A chill wind blows..."

"No it doesn't. It's perfectly sunny. But remember that Justice finds those who sin." Imparting this sinister wisdom, Peko took off again, with no footwear and clad in bloomers that really looked like another form of erotic cosplay.

Gundam found himself watching her beautiful, shapely buttocks in gym shorts as she left. But he had a mission... "So departs an angel and in her place: a devil. Once again we do battle, Nemesis. Surrender the hilltop to me, your true master! Kuhahaha... kuhaaaahahahaha!" Gundham approached in his oversized anti-cat armor, carrying a catcher's net and steeling his resolve.

Coming around the back of the school meant running into more people, of course. Peko realized it would be hard to explain why she was running around carrying only a mask with no sword, barefoot, and without her hair tied up... In fact, she might look like an entirely different person. Perhaps there was a way she could use that to her advantage and make it through the crowd.

"Gyaaaaaaaaah! The solar burst! The end times are upon us! The darkness... recedes... overtaken by... light!"

Gundham's shouts from behind the school heavily implied that he was being defeated. The Ultimate Swordswoman shivered... the eyes of a powerful opponent were once again upon her. She needed to act quickly...