The Limited-Time Reprint Trick. (Continued)
"What?"
Yukinoshita Yukino turned her head away.
"I mean, you don't have much to miss about Chiba, do you? Transferring to Tokyo will allow you to be with everyone."
Gokou Ruri spoke, she felt a pang of envy.
"..."
The snow-white girl was as still as ice and snow at this moment.
Suddenly, she looked up at the night sky and slowly said, "If I go there, you alone will not be able to protect Chiba."
"Are you an idiot? Chiba and all that doesn't matter, your own feelings are the most important."
Gokou Ruri seemed to have heard a joke.
"Well, staying in Chiba should provide more opportunities for trials. As long as we don't die, we can grow stronger faster and surpass them... Then, it will be our time to show off to them!"
What you're saying is really hard to understand.
We took a train back to Tokyo.
"I'll escort the Club President back!"
"I'll deliver it!"
"Let the devout believers Dekumori Death."
"Why don't we all do it together?"
As they exited the station, everyone scrambled to grab the Demon Rabbit, attracting puzzled glances from passersby.
"Everyone really is..."
Yotsuya Miko, watching from the side, felt a pang of shame.
However, after considering the leader's charisma, I felt I could understand it.
"Alright, I'll go back myself."
When they reached a relatively quiet place, the Demon Rabbit suddenly jumped out of the girl's arms.
Let's part ways here.
Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed a hint of disappointment.
Not long after.
Kōko held the Demon Rabbit in her arms and twirled around, dancing.
"Kukuku, you're finally back, my most trusted companion beast..."
"I heard you went out to war with those guys, and I was worried about you."
"As promised, my My other half brought you back intact."
Watching her Little Sister hug her toy and talk to herself, Hasegawa Izumi shook her head inwardly and walked into the house.
[They're still just kids.]
The two-week spring break passed quickly.
Nothing particularly noteworthy happened during this period, and then the new school term began.
This is a significant change for Shuchiin.
First, the departure of the senior students from the previous year of high school saddened everyone.
For example, when the beloved Busujima Senpai said goodbye to everyone in the Kendo Club and said she was going back to inherit the kendo dojo, most of them cried very sadly.
However, after the sad farewell, the arrival of the freshmen added new vitality to the campus.
"Whoosh~ Dekumori has finally been promoted to high school, and I'll be with everyone now! Death!"
Dekomori Sanae changed into her brand-new school uniform and was overjoyed the whole way.
"From today onwards, I'm a freshman in high school. What awaits me next?"
Among the crowd, Ishigami Yuu, with his neat short hair, had bright eyes as he thought about his future.
"Heh heh, finally high school! This way I can see my older brother more often..."
Natsukawa Mana got out of the car, a smile on her face as she thought to herself.
Just as many first-year students were filled with dreams for the future.
The second-year students also have their own expectations.
"Please, please let me be assigned to the same class as her!"
"My Lord God, I beg you!"
Many people silently pray that they can be in the same class as their lover or the person they have a crush on.
Some people, however, already have a good idea of their class and only come to the notice board to confirm which class they are in.
Second Year Class C.
"It's you again!"
"I was just about to say, 'It's you again!'"
Nibuya Morika and Natsukawa Masuzu met first, and their verbal sparring remained unchanged.
"Looks like everyone's here."
Takanashi Rikka then entered the classroom through the back door, muttering, "It seems this is also the choice of Steins;Gate."
"Cut."
Someone clicked their tongue.
She had to use underhanded methods to get herself into the same class as Hasegawa; if there were other people in the way, there would be much less space for her.
On the other side.
"Oh, what a coincidence, Sawamura-san."
"It really is a coincidence."
Shinomiya Kaguya approached Eriri, and beneath their outward reserve lay unspoken guilt.
The atmosphere became awkward after only a few words.
"Kaguya-chan, we're in the same class this year! That's wonderful!"
Fujiwara Chika suddenly walked into the classroom and happily ran over to her best friend when she saw her.
"And Sawamura-san... Wait, are the members of the Far East Magic Society here too?"
She turned her head again, her surprise mixed with confusion.
Everyone here is someone I know!
Isn't that just too much of a coincidence?
Just then, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Clear footsteps came from outside the corridor.
Everyone turned their heads in unison.
That man seemed to be the protagonist of the world, appearing in the midst of his career.
"Hello, Hasegawa-kun, I am..."
"Hasegawa-kun, can we be friends?"
"Hasegawa-kun, please give me your autograph!"
Young men and women alike gathered around, and even the usually eye-catching beauties lost their charm at this moment.
"What a bunch of clueless people! Don't go around causing trouble for the Club President!"
Natsukawa Masuzu crossed her arms, her right index finger moving up and down impatiently, her expression full of emotion.
It's really troublesome.
Hasegawa Izumi only managed to slip away after the Homeroom Teacher arrived, and then casually found a seat to sit down.
"Hello everyone, it's me again this year! But there are quite a few new faces, so it seems I'll have to do some self-introductions after the opening ceremony... Okay, that's all for now. I hope we can all have a great year together."
The person who stepped onto the podium was none other than his first-year homeroom teacher, Tsukumo Nanase, with short brown hair and wearing a light green teacher's uniform.
She was a gentle person, so everyone affectionately called her Kotsuna.
"Teacher Kotsuna, please give me your guidance!"
Many students responded happily in the comments.
After that came the opening ceremony, where the third-year representative gave a speech Kasumigaoka Utaha was a well-known figure in the school, a strong supporter of the Literature Club, and also one of the top students.
As far as he knew, she was also the author of the romance novel "Love Metronome" —Kasishiko.
It's not badly written, but the author's portrayal of Hasegawa is too conservative.
That's understandable, since it's not some isekai (another world) novel.
As for the second-year representative, he was originally chosen, but he ultimately declined and gave the position to Shinomiya Kaguya.
As the future head of the Shinomiya Family, she is the perfect candidate for this role.
After the opening ceremony, we returned to the classroom.
To the girls' surprise...
Teacher Kotsuna first arranged the seats according to the student ID numbers.
"Please take care of me from now on, Hasegawa-kun."
The blonde girl with a side ponytail smiled, raised her hand slightly to greet us, and showed off her sparkly blue manicure, giving off a sexy vibe.
"You belong to Kaguya..."
Hasegawa Izumi glanced at Dao. Yu.
"I've already resigned. Now I'm just Hayasaka Ai, and Kaguya-chan can't boss me around anymore."
Hayasaka Ai cupped her cheeks in her hands, smiling radiantly.
That's good.
He began to speak.
"We got to this point thanks to Hasegawa-kun's help to Kaguya-chan."
Hayasaka Ai have a hidden meaning.
The two sides only exchanged a few words, but it made the girls who were secretly watching them a little defensive.
[What do you mean by this Hayasaka...!]
Shinomiya Kaguya was filled with envy and resentment, never expecting that even her closest relatives were plotting against her.
[How come Izumi just starts chatting with any woman like that?! Is she really a succubus? That's how she's supposed to be in doujinshi!]
Eriri, feeling indignant, immediately thought of the doujinshi as Kashiwagi Eri.
The other girls also frowned.
"Let's all introduce ourselves and get to know each other."
Kotsuna followed her usual routine.
This scene reminded many people of a legendary story that began a year ago on the same first day of school, starting with that man's seemingly childish remarks.
Looking back now, I really miss it.
However, as much as we cherish those memories, anyone who dares to imitate them is playing with fire.
Let's not even talk about whether the society will collapse or not; we can't even get past our own mental hurdle.
So everyone's introductions were still the same old unremarkable, nothing new.