Saki Wants to Protect Mutsumi Wakaba from Gravity / The Plan to Destroy Great Britain Was Drawn Up by Nijika Ijichi

I want to eat Mei-flavored instant noodles: Talulah, shut up.

If I wanted to merge, I would have done it ages ago. Did I need you to tell me?

Taking this thing means becoming the Herrscher of Cattle and Horses. Only a ghost would want that job.

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: What can this thing do?

Steel Prison Big: It can construct anything you "fully understand." Didn't we explain it before?

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: Can you put it in simpler terms?

Seele felt embarrassed. When everyone had talked about it before, she had not listened at all because she did not understand.

Besides, there had been lots of people then, and they had been face-to-face. She had been too embarrassed to speak up. Now that they were in the group chat, she naturally had fewer reservations.

Steel Prison Big: Take the Underworld where you live as an example. With this Core, as long as you know how those automatons are constructed and have enough Honkai Energy, you can produce them freely. Make as many as you want.

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: That strong?! So as long as I want to, I can make tens of thousands of automatons to help mine?

Steel Prison Big: Theoretically, yes.

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: Kiana, can I ask you for something? I want the Herrscher of Reason Core. Please, I'll do anything!

The entire group fell silent.

The Herrscher of Reason was the Herrscher with the highest growth potential. She grew alongside her user's knowledge and strength, but correspondingly, if the user was illiterate...

Wouldn't Rita kick her to death like some stray dog on the roadside?

Big Xi Teacher, with your level of knowledge, forget making automatons. Could you even make Little Scythe?

Child of Prophecy: Um, Seele, this thing seems to have very high knowledge requirements.

Artoria tried to dissuade her tactfully.

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: For the Underworld, I'll study hard!

Seele's resolve moved everyone in the group.

They were won over by her.

I want to eat Mei-flavored instant noodles sent a red packet to Lower District Flying Head Barbarian.

Kiana had put the Herrscher of Reason Core inside, along with blueprints for Heavenly Mandate's most basic AEsir. However...

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: Huh? Kiana, why did you send me so much paper?

I want to eat Mei-flavored instant noodles: Those are Heavenly Mandate AEsir blueprints. Once you understand them, you can reproduce them with the Herrscher of Reason Core.

Lower District Flying Head Barbarian: ...Do you have anything simpler and easier to understand?

Seele looked left, right, up, and down. It seemed as though every letter and every line of symbols were working against her. She wanted to understand them, but those symbols and glyphs seemed to come from another world, unfamiliar and distant.

Oh, wait. They really were from another world.

I want to eat Mei-flavored instant noodles: Yes, sis. Yes, I do.

Shoko Wants to Protect Wakaba Mutsuki from Gravity

Kiana and Seele were discussing how to use the Herrscher of Reason Core to reproduce Heavenly Mandate AEsir. It was an absurdly ridiculous situation, yet it was truly happening.

Could the two of you even scrape together one college degree between you?

That would be difficult.

With their educational backgrounds, instead of discussing such an advanced topic as how to use the Herrscher of Reason Core, they should have immediately picked up instruments and formed a band.

But as he watched the two go from "how to build an AEsir from scratch" to "Junior High Physics," "Junior High Math," and finally "Learn Math from Scratch."

Qianyi let it go.

Welt would probably never have imagined that his Core would end up in the hands of these two illiterates, and that they would be discussing it with such enthusiasm.

Still, as their friend, Qianyi naturally would not dampen their spirits.

Out of kindness, he even bundled up some study materials he had found within Void Archive and sent them to the two, helping them break through the elementary school realm as soon as possible and reach the junior high realm, perhaps even the high school realm.

Speaking of Void Archive, he did not know what was going on. The consciousness inside had refused to come out and communicate with him. Whenever he needed materials, he merely gave it two keywords and they would automatically appear, just like the Earth Library from Kamen Rider W.

Was he really that scary?

Back in his own world, Qianyi could not understand why Void Archive would rather communicate with Otto than with him. Had he really been giving that thing too much face?

Later, he would ask Ling to drag her out and beat her up fiercely. Once he turned her into a grown-up version of Prometheus—Bronya—she would behave!

As he calculated how to deal with Void Archive later, Qianyi turned around and called to Shoko, who was cleaning the room, "Shoko, move. We're going out for barbecue."

Shoko, who was mopping the floor, raised her head and tactfully declined. "I can help cook."

"We didn't buy any food we like."

"I can go buy some now."

"That's too troublesome. Eating out is faster." Qianyi had already stood up and was putting on his shoes by the door. In truth, he just wanted to show off his new bike and experience Riding C while he was at it.

He strolled unhurriedly onto the flat road in the courtyard and threw Void Archive from his hand. The golden cube transformed into flowing liquid and began to mimic a shape. Seconds later, a motorcycle appeared, its entire body radiating streamlined beauty, with the sinews and bones of a beast, smooth and sharp, and an engine comparable to a small rocket thruster. It looked as cool as a prop from a Showa tokusatsu show.

Qianyi then put on a red scarf and helmet and straddled the bike. Just seeing him standing there in that outfit made the words "Original work: Shotaro Ishinomori" appear involuntarily in one's mind.

"I didn't realize you were a tokusatsu fan." Shoko understood. Qianyi did not actually want barbecue; he simply wanted to show off his new bike.

"Shoko, move!" Qianyi did not explain further and tossed the helmet to her.

Ride without a helmet, and your loved ones will shed two lines of tears.

Shoko had wanted to refuse, but it was simply too cool. Without thinking, she immediately put on the helmet and got on the bike. The motorcycle shot off at once, its six exhaust pipes making her ears buzz.

She only felt a howling hurricane battering her body. In the blink of an eye, they were already waiting at a traffic light. She even felt that if the light had not stopped them, they might already have reached their destination.

Was this traffic light taking too long? Maybe they should just run it?

For some reason, Shoko, who suddenly had the urge to run the red light, felt a rebellious and defiant impulse rising within her. Then she abruptly sensed someone beside her watching her.

She looked sideways and saw a girl with light green hair, skin as pale as a porcelain doll's, and a Moon Forest uniform staring at her.

"Mutsuki?" Shoko froze for a moment. She recognized her childhood friend, Wakaba Mutsuki.

"Shoko?" Wakaba Mutsuki asked uncertainly.

"It's me, it's me." Shoko removed her helmet, and Wakaba Mutsuki stared blankly for a moment. In her memory, Toyokawa Shoko was a refined young lady who behaved impeccably in all things, but now she looked... looked...

Especially rock and roll!

"An acquaintance?" Qianyi had also noticed the doll-like, cute, expressionless girl.

What a delicious-looking kid.

Such a cute kid should be taken to play cards or become a Magical Girl.

"Hello, Mutsuki. I'm Qianyi. Nice to meet you." Qianyi held out his hand.

"Mm." Wakaba Mutsuki nodded. Her golden eyes shifted back and forth between Qianyi and Shoko several times before she said something startling. "Shoko's boyfriend?"

"A level even above that." Qianyi pointed at the sky with one hand.

For an instant, unprecedented horror appeared in Toyokawa Shoko's eyes. She wanted to cover Qianyi's mouth, but it was already too late.

"We are a Community of Shared Destiny that transcends gender, race, and even the concept of humanity itself. No matter what time or space, nothing can separate us. Not even death can part us."

Shoko's mouth fell open, while her heart churned like a raging sea.

Don't upgrade our relationship on your own!!!

Who wants to be inseparable from you until death? Do you really plan to plant me in your vegetable garden after I die?! Or are you seriously planning to stuff me into Steam Knight and turn me into a Dreadnought Titan, so I can accompany you until 40K?!

Damn it! I'm going to fight this God-kin to the end!

"A lifetime?" Mutsuki tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with envy.

"Mutsuki, you're interesting. I like you." Qianyi nodded. Thinking this kid was truly perceptive, he invited her, "We're going to eat barbecue. Want to come with us?"

"No, no, no!" Shoko hurriedly jumped out to stop him. "Mutsuki's family is very strict. If she doesn't go home this late, her parents will scold her."

Mutsuki, run!

This place is a bottomless abyss of despair!

Qianyi looked at his watch and found that it was still early. "It's only six o'clock. We'll be done eating by eight at the latest."

Wakaba Mutsuki merely stood there blankly, neither accepting nor refusing.

"Mutsuki's family is very strict. Her daily diet has to be strictly controlled. Desserts and drinks are generally forbidden. Only that way can she maintain her figure, and barbecue is even less allowed." Shoko desperately tried to dispel Qianyi's idea of abducting Wakaba Mutsuki. At the same time, she blocked his view and used hand gestures only Wakaba Mutsuki could see to tell her to run.

Is Shoko asking me to come along?

Watching Shoko's hands constantly wave toward her as though she were signaling her to get on the bike, Wakaba Mutsuki felt tempted.

Not knowing why Shoko insisted on stopping her, Qianyi complained, "Shoko, you're so annoying. I'm asking Mutsuki what she thinks."

"I only said two things, and you already find me annoying." Shoko stood in front of Wakaba Mutsuki.

Qianyi could not be bothered with Toyokawa Shoko. In his eyes, Shoko had become a boring old hag—smelly, stubborn, and dull.

Wakaba Mutsuki clearly wanted to come, yet Shoko insisted on stopping her.

"Are you three fucking leaving or not? If not, move aside and stop blocking the road!"

The Honda owner behind them, eager to get going, repeatedly honked and loudly cursed at the three young people dawdling in front of him.

Only then did the three realize the light had turned green.

There was no time for further explanation. Qianyi grabbed Wakaba Mutsuki and pulled her aboard.

"Come on, get on. Tonight, I'm treating you to Purple Pomelo and peaches."

The Plan to Destroy Great Britain Was Made by Ijichi Nijika

Qianyi chose an all-you-can-eat wagyu barbecue restaurant that Yamada Ryo had strongly recommended. It was somewhat expensive, around ten thousand yen per person, but the flavor, dishes, and service were all excellent.

Ryo's attitude alone made that clear.

Yamada Ryo: You're going to that barbecue place? Can you take me with you? Please? Tomorrow, I'll let you ride me to school. If that doesn't work, I can let you ride me after school too.

Qianyi blocked her.

How could such a shrimp-headed person be his friend? He should pretend not to know her in the future.

After closing LINE, Qianyi began ordering. "One matcha parfait, one grilled durian, five foie gras sushi... Please replace the fruit on the matcha parfait with cherries, use Mozzarella for the cheese on the grilled durian, and make the foie gras sushi without the sushi. Thank you."

The waitress's expression darkened.

Ignoring the waitress's expression, Qianyi finished ordering what he liked and handed the menu to the two girls across from him. "Shoko, Mutsuki, take a look and see if there's anything you want."

"Um, do you always order like this when you go out?" Shoko could tell that the waitress did not look very happy.

"The customer is God. I paid, and the restaurant never said I couldn't order like this, so naturally I'll order however I like." Qianyi thought this was perfectly normal. "Hajikin react seven times faster than humans. If they're uncomfortable, they'll say so themselves."

"..." Shoko opened her mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent. She then looked at her childhood friend. "Mutsuki, for the two of us, it's better to eat healthy things like wagyu barbecue and fruit, right?"

"I want the same as him." Wakaba Mutsuki glanced at Qianyi.

The waitress's expression became even more constipated.

You two are probably the ultimate God-kins who order mala tang without spice, numbness, or heat.

Toyokawa Shoko fell silent. She had thought Wakaba Mutsuki would stand with her.

But when Qianyi pointed out the price of the meal displayed on the tabletop sign, Shoko decisively straightened her back, making the curve of her chest even more pronounced.

"I'll have the same as those two. Thank you."

Shoko felt that occasionally trying to break through her limits was a good thing.

The waitress's expression had darkened to the point where she looked ready to kill someone, but these were the customers' requests. She could only grit her teeth and report the order.

It had to be said that Qianyi's method of ordering did elevate the dining experience by a whole level.

Both Shoko and Mutsuki enjoyed the meal immensely.