I'm just a frail woman, after all. / Was he born the strongest, or...?
I thought it was just a fantasy, but it actually happened.
Out of caution, he did not pursue the matter further to eliminate any future threats, but instead planned to use the [Stone of Killing] to continue improving his strength.
"Hmph, there's more to this world than just swordsmanship!"
"Swordsmanship is outdated."
The night was quiet, with neon lights flashing along the streets.
A deserted street corner.
The person moving seemed to sense something and chose to put the person behind them down, leaning them against the wall.
"It seems necessary to treat him first; the injury is too severe."
Hasegawa Izumi looked at her senior, who was covered in blood, sighed softly, raised her right hand, and emitted a green wave that symbolized healing.
Busujima Senpai's near-death experience quickly disappeared; her breathing gradually calmed down, and her complexion returned to normal, but she remained unconscious.
"Then, physical wounds are easy to heal, but what about the wounds in one's heart?"
Even he had to scratch his head when he thought about this troublesome problem.
7
Chapter 7 I am just a weak woman.
"Hmm..."
On the sofa, the sleeping purple-haired beauty gradually awoke, her eyes still somewhat dazed.
"Here it is...?"
Busujima Saeko stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, then checked herself over, only to find that her injuries seemed to have vanished, and even her clothes were spotless.
Was I dreaming?
She held her forehead with one hand, recalling everything in the 'dream': the break with her father, the clash of swords, the turbulent emotions of that time—all were vividly clear in her mind.
This is not a dream; dreams wouldn't be this vivid.
"I was rescued? Yes...?"
She straightened up, placed her hand on her abdomen where it still seemed to ache slightly, and murmured to herself.
"Busujima Senpai, you're awake."
Hasegawa Izumi walked out of the room while playing a handheld game console.
"So it really was you who saved me?"
Busujima Saeko stood up, her expression not overly surprised.
Because among all the people she knew, only one person possessed this ability.
"Have I been unconscious for a long time? And what about my clothes...?"
As if thinking of something, the mature and beautiful senior in the eyes of ordinary people couldn't help but blush slightly, showing a bit of girlish shyness.
"It wasn't long, only about an hour. As for your injuries and clothes, I 'repaired' them with my ability. I didn't do anything out of line."
Hasegawa Izumi looked up.
"Yes, I see... You really are omnipotent."
A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and a strange sense of loss filled her heart.
"Although you've cleaned it up for me, could I use the bathroom?"
"Um?"
"I still feel somewhat uneasy."
"I understand, you can use it. My Little Sister is asleep, so it's empty now."
Hasegawa Izumi understood her gaze.
Some stains require other methods of cleaning.
Inside the bathroom, rising steam drifted and swirled.
With a few splashes of water, a figure stepped into the bathtub. Even from the blurry shape of the body, one could discern alluring curves and ample assets.
"Hey, are you there? Can we chat?"
Sounds came from inside the bathroom.
"So, senior, you're the kind of person who's afraid to shower alone?"
Hasegawa Izumi, who was in the living room, put down her handheld console and walked to the bathroom door.
"This hasn't happened before."
Clearly, due to recent negative experiences, there is still a lingering sense of fear and unease.
"It seems you're not as strong as everyone thought, senior."
He immediately joked.
"I'm just a fragile woman, not that strong... Sometimes I need a man's shoulder to lean on."
Busujima Saeko curled up in the bathtub, hugging her knees, and remained silent for a moment before speaking.
It sounds like you're a little injured.
Did I say something wrong?
At this moment, he chose to change the subject.
"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you why you always address me as 'Jun'? It's a form of respect, isn't it?"
"Because I think this suits your style better. If you're not satisfied, how about I just call you by your name? From now on, Izumi-kun will be your name."
This sentence sounds quite straightforward, with a touch of playfulness, which contrasts sharply with the previous tone that was mixed with negative emotions.
"Um?"
Hasegawa Izumi looked surprised.
Before he could reply, the senior student continued speaking, her emotions fluctuating once again.
"Izumi-kun, tell me, why did it turn out like this? How could he be so cruel?"
"Because he wants to become stronger."
"Is that all? He's killed countless people for that!"
"The pursuit of power is a biological instinct... When one's willpower is insufficient, one will naturally resort to any means necessary, even turning into a demon."
In many worlds, he remembered many beings who, in order to become stronger, killed countless people and regarded life as worthless.
In this world, that would be perfectly normal.
Silence fell over the bathroom.
Busujima Saeko kept her head down, her long hair obscuring her profile, so her expression was not visible.
"There's an empty room on the second floor. This is my parents' bedroom, but they've been abroad for a while now. Busujima Senpai, you can stay here for now. After all, you can't go back to your family's old house for the time being, right?"
After showering, Hasegawa Izumi led her senior to the second floor.
"Thank you for your help, Izumi-kun."
Busujima Saeko thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and forced a smile onto her face.
The next day.
"My other half... the offerings this morning seem a bit too much!"
Kōko looked at the food on the table and sensed something was wrong.
This one isn't for you.
"Hasegawa Izumi replied."
"What?"
While her Little Sister was looking on in surprise, Busujima Senpai also came downstairs.
"This is Busujima Senpai. She's experiencing some family troubles and might need to stay with us for a while."
"Kōko is my Little Sister. You can just Kōko name, senior."
He introduced them to each other.
"Kawaii, is this Izumi-kun's Little Sister?"
Busujima Saeko bent down, examined it carefully, and smiled slightly.
"..."
Kōko stood there dumbfounded, showing no sign of being shy.
He suddenly said he wanted to live with another woman...
Could it be as that Witch said, that my My other half is actually the embodiment of desire?
Will this world become the harem of my My other half?
But, but it's okay...
She's my Little Sister!
We arrived at Shuchiin.
Hasegawa Izumi is going to the third-year teachers' office to ask for leave on behalf of Busujima Senpai.
She needs to heal properly during this time.
"Oh dear, perhaps we went too far last night? Young people should take better care of their health! Back when I was this age..."
"Bang."
He closed the door without listening to the mature woman's flirtatious remarks.
After school, the Far East Magic Society.
"I heard that Busujima Senpai has taken leave."
"Huh, is that true?"
"Seeker of Truth, do you have any clues?"
The girls sang in unison, as if they were on the same page.
"Are you all so well-informed?"
Hasegawa Izumi asked with a puzzled expression, and then briefly explained the reason.
The girls were somewhat saddened by the changes in the Busujima Family, but quickly shifted their attention.
"So, that means Busujima Senpai is living at your house now, Sage."
"A lone man and a lone woman..."
"Club President, could it be that things have already escalated to the point of accidental conflict?"
"Waaaaah, although Dekumori had long anticipated this day... Death..."
Their eyes held different expressions, each conveying a different hidden thought.
8
Chapter 8 Was he born the strongest, or...?
"Of course not, what are you all thinking? It's just that we're helping each other out of consideration for our past acquaintance."
Hasegawa Izumi turned her head away.
The girls all looked at each other with disbelief.