"Ugh!"
The sharp whistle sounded. The instant the first half ended, Illya immediately leaped up and shoved the volleyball that had fallen into her side of the court away. But pressed for time and thrown off by the angle, the projectile, carrying terrifying force, shot straight out of bounds.
Oh no, I screwed up!
Bang!
Amid everyone's panicked stares, Samael stepped forward, turned his wrist and spread his palm, bleeding off seventy percent of the volleyball's force. Even so, the remaining impact created a powerful gust that sent dust flying and made his black robes snap in the wind.
The ancient serpent swept his gaze over the still-shaken spectators, then finally looked back at the silver-haired girl behind him, who had tilted her head and was watching him with surprise and confusion. A reassuring smile touched his lips. He stood firm, unafraid.
Since this was a surprise inspection, he naturally had to slip into the village quietly—no shooting.
Therefore, while he had been sneaking over from beneath the shade of the trees, he had already cast a cognitive-bias disguise on himself. Naturally, it had hidden him from those little troublemakers.
Still, those damn girls had really gone too far. He would teach them a lesson when they got back!
No wonder the bills the school sent home every month had been so high!
Samael outwardly remained calm, but inwardly, he maliciously began planning how to deal with the little girls who had been running wild at school tonight.
"First, carry the injured teammates to school nurse Kallen. After that, the seventh echelon should begin pre-battle preparations..."
Kazunari Ryudoji, with short purple hair and round glasses, wore a standard uniform that had originally been neatly pressed without a single wrinkle. Now, it was covered in mud.
Although the student council president