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“――I see, thank you for the report, Rokuhara-kun.”
At the top floor of Arianrod, Rokuhara sat next to the chairman.
On the other side, Eina, bored by their conversation, was drooling as she slept.
“Nameless and the special weapons she was using… I’m very intrigued,” said the chairman.
“I see. I thought you’d know a little about it,” Rokuhara replied.
Rokuhara explained the details of the battle with Nameless at the Zilnius Academy to the chairman. However, the reaction was not what he had expected.
“Sorry I couldn’t meet your expectations. But, hmm… Nameless, huh?”
The chairman let out a long, deep sigh. He then stared at the glow of the dungeon core reflected on the ceiling.
“We’re about to face a calamity, and I really don’t need any more irregularities right now.”
“Haha, I’m all for it. Nameless, well, I did have some fun. Her user may be trash, but the weapon she has is top-notch. I wouldn’t mind having another go or two. Hey, Chairman?”
At Rokuhara’s words, the chairman smiled helplessly.
His words implied, indirectly, “Send me a request to kill Nameless.”
In an odd way, his sense of duty made him seem like some kind of hunting dog.
“…You’re still the same, huh. But this time, I can’t just give you a request like that. The Silver Twilight surveillance has also been temporarily suspended. I’ve already appointed Tatari-kun as the replacement.”
“What!? Why, Chairman? We haven’t even had a proper fight with the professors or the doctor!”
Rokuhara stood up in anger and glared at the chairman. However, the chairman, unfazed, spoke coolly.
“Well, your school is about to have a territory war, right? I’d like for you to participate in school events like any other student.”
“…Are you serious?”
Rokuhara sat down on the sofa, his anger turning into disbelief.
“The war that will decide the future of the Knights’ Dual Academy… no, it’s a massacre. It’s not some event.”
“Really? I thought it sounded fine.”
The chairman genuinely seemed to believe that, tilting his head at Rokuhara’s reaction.
(Well, this is what happens when you deal with someone who’s lost their mind…)
Rokuhara inwardly sighed. To the chairman, it seemed like just another typical school event.
Even if it was a war where one of the Four Great Schools, Knights’ Dual Academy, was facing off against the other three major schools.
For him, nothing would change.
Realizing that further discussion on the matter was futile, Rokuhara decided to change the subject. Though it was just a complaint, really.
“By the way… it’s just a report, but you’ve kept me waiting for half a day. You’ve really become a bureaucrat, huh?”
“I truly apologize for that. But, I did provide you with lunch and dinner in exchange, didn’t I?”
“Yeah. As expected, Arianrod’s food is delicious. Free meals make it even better.”
Rokuhara nodded sincerely. This was the part of the chairman he found likable.
He was reasonably simple, and at heart, a good person. Because of that, Rokuhara could trust him enough to speak freely.
“My delay had a reason, though… There was a slight disturbance in the Mirror Realm.”
The atmosphere around Rokuhara immediately shifted.
“…So it has come.”
“Yes. The Starwood Academy is still functioning without issue. There are no problems with the reports from Gardener-kun. As expected, the calamity is unfolding just as we anticipated.”
At the chairman’s words, Rokuhara grinned savagely.
“I’ve been waiting. I thought that she had already hunted everything over there.”
“I wish that were the case. But, you know, she’s still technically human,” the chairman said, smiling as he thought of someone who wasn’t present.
Rokuhara snorted.
“Hmph, don’t care.”
“Then again, you seem to be enjoying yourself,” the chairman pointed out, deliberately ignoring Rokuhara’s response.
Rokuhara stood up, purposefully ignoring the chairman’s comment.
“I understand the situation. If that’s the case, I don’t have time to deal with Silver Twilight.”
Rokuhara glanced at Eina, still asleep, and after a brief moment of hesitation, gently picked her up.
He then flashed the chairman a savage grin.
“I can kill every angel coming this way, right?”
“…Technically, only those with S-rank qualifications have that right,” the chairman replied.
“It’s first-come, first-served, right? Well then, I’m off.”
Without waiting for a response, Rokuhara left the room.
Eina, in his arms, continued to sleep peacefully.
“…Yes, as planned. For now.”
The words sounded almost as if he were reminding someone.
■
A new morning has come.
It is the morning of hope.
And it is also the morning of a beautiful girl.
The sun rises from the direction where the beautiful girl is, and sets in the direction where the beautiful girl is.
As expected in the laws of this world, the sun began to rise behind Miyume-chan.
It is a huge, huge sunrise.
“—Ruka-san, please take care of my sister.”
“Yes, I will protect her with responsibility.”
At Ruka-chan’s words, Miyume-chan bowed her head again.
Then, she raised her head and smiled brightly.
“I will definitely come back someday. This time, I’ll see and learn many things with my own eyes. Then, I’ll meet my sister again.”
“Yes. I will also lend my strength, though it may be small. Surely, Konie will say the same.”
With a clear and refreshing face, as if the worries had been lifted, Ruka-chan said that.
Hmm, this character feels different from the original… but that’s fine!
If the beautiful girl is smiling brightly, there’s nothing better than that.
“Also… Keikun, I’m really sorry. Does your body hurt? I used something non-lethal for suppression, but…”
“I’m fine. So, don’t worry about it.”
After pretending to faint in the student council room, I was safely picked up by the beautiful girls.
The sight of waking up surrounded by beautiful girls was probably a page from a myth or something.
Since then, Ruka-chan has been apologizing to me like this whenever she gets the chance.
Sorry for always causing trouble and increasing the research…
Apologies for the addition of the dual-star form. Seriously, sorry.
『Don’t think that humans can decipher Sorciera! It’s embarrassing to have Sorciera analyzed like that, and with every mystery unraveled, I’ll add three new ones!^^』
What kind of antagonism is that?
Stop it, it’s cruel to Ruka-chan.
“By the way, I didn’t expect to depart so soon. You’re really leaving, Miyume.”
Miyume-chan nodded.
On her back, there was a single backpack.
“I’m so excited right now. I feel like I’ll learn a lot from now on. …And I have to give this to Mizuhi-san soon.”
With a snap of her fingers, two pistols appeared from the void.
The redder weapon was undoubtedly a Dive Gear for S-rank.
“I hope she likes this, made with the Mystic Eye of Truth.”
Is liking it even on the same level as normal?
I wonder how much this would cost if I actually tried to make it.
I can’t even imagine because it sounds terrifying.
“Now, I’ll leave before Konie-senpai wakes up.”
“Miyume-chan, it’s okay to wait a little longer, you know?”
“No. …It seems that Konie-senpai really hates these kinds of goodbyes.”
At Miyume-chan’s words, Ruka-chan nodded.
“That’s true. When my research team’s senior graduated, she was sobbing and clinging to me.”
That sounds like something I really want to see.
I want to be clung to by Konie-chan!
『…It’s still within the realm of thought, so it’s safe.』
The judicial system is watching me.
“Well then, Ruka-san, I’m off!”
“Yes, you can come back anytime.”
Miyume-chan, full of energy, waved her hand.
Ruka-chan returned the wave with a gentle expression.
Thus, we left the Zilnius Academy, seen off by beautiful girls.
“Toa-chan, you contacted Miroku-senpai, right?”
“Yeah, she was happy when I told her someone else was coming.”
Of course.
Even a normal student would be happy, let alone a genius beautiful girl.
I’m happy too.
And, when I get the chance, I’ll have her make me a TS machine.^^
『Still saying it…』
In any case, everything ended with a happy ending.
■
After one night, Shieru was sleep-deprived.
Demonsgear doesn’t even feel fatigue after not sleeping for a day or two.
However, because half of her was human, limits did exist.
(Ugh… if I had known, I wouldn’t have stayed up for a week straight playing games… This drowsiness is really hard to endure.)
Shieru’s only miscalculation was that, after the continuous all-nighter game party, her sister had half-kidnapped her. Furthermore, she had been forced into a temporary contract, which doubled her fatigue.
She would have been angry if she hadn’t received the headset and gift card.
“Mm…”
“Huh, is Nana-chan still sleepy?”
Behind Shieru, who was sitting on the student council room’s sofa, Miroku, who was tying Shieru’s hair, tilted her head. With the aim of increasing compatibility, Miroku made sure to tie Shieru’s hair every morning.
By the way, the hairstyle is decided based on Miroku’s mood for the day.
Today, it seems to be a soft twin-tail style.
“…No, I’m not sleepy. After all, I’m Demonsgear.”
Shieru quickly responded to Miroku’s question. The unmatched computational abilities of Demonsgear deduced that if she exposed her sleep-deprivation here, her game privileges would be confiscated.
“I see. I was wondering what I’d do if you stayed up late and played games… Oh, really.”
“Eeek.”
Shieru shuddered.
For her at the moment, having her game privileges revoked was the scariest thing imaginable.
“Anyway, it’s done. Since we’ll be welcoming new students, Nana-chan has to make sure to dress properly.”
“Someone’s coming?”
While suppressing a yawn, Shieru asked. She suspected it would be Miyume, but she pretended not to know.
Then, Miroku happily raised three fingers.
“I just got a message from Toa-chan… and guess what? Three people are coming to this school!”
“Three people? That’s quite a lot.”
(Perhaps Miroku invited them while I wasn’t around?)
At this point, Shieru had no idea that the two others were somewhat related to her.
What was on her mind were the login bonuses she hadn’t received yet and the raid boss she didn’t manage to finish last night.
(Gift cards… what should I use them for? Should I focus on the current pickup… or save them for the next one?)
Thus, a day at Fectom Comprehensive Academy began.
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