The Almighty Chuunibyou Expert

Moreover, all they talk about is the Management Bureau. Don't they find it embarrassing? They've integrated way too quickly!

64 Greedy Witch or Blue-Eyes White Dragon

Time skipped to Saturday.

As planned, everyone from the Far East Magic Society, except for Rikka, gathered first at a small park.

Hasegawa Izumi was the first to arrive, sitting on a park bench to wait.

"Hasegawa, you're here so early."

After him, Nibuya Morika was the second to arrive. She wore a white long-sleeved shirt layered with a yellow T-shirt, a blue jacket draped over her shoulders, and a short skirt with gray socks, looking fresh and lovely.

After all, she was once praised as the 'Elf Mother.'

"I just got here myself."

He turned his head to respond.

"Is that so."

Nibuya Morika sat down beside him nonchalantly.

After waiting for about two minutes, she looked at the people occasionally walking by and suddenly felt like the atmosphere was a bit off.

Wouldn't they be mistaken for being on a 'date' in front of others?

To be honest, aside from her chuunibyou tendencies, this guy was quite charming.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so easily fooled back then.

The girl lowered her head slightly, hiding her guilty blush.

"Sage, I've arrived, death!"

Suddenly, a shout was heard.

They both looked over.

Dekomori Sanae's outfit was a bit flashy: a pink short-sleeved shirt, red and white striped thigh-high socks paired with a floral short skirt, and a small top hat on her head.

"Is this a magical outfit? Dekomori, you're very well-prepared. While it might not be of much use right now, your effort is commendable."

Hasegawa Izumi looked Dekomori over and praised her.

"To receive the Sage's approval is Dekomori's honor, death."

Her legs bent slightly, Dekomori Sanae lifted the sides of her skirt with both hands and nodded in greeting.

"You've even got the mannerisms down."

Nibuya Morika scoffed.

"Ah, fake Mori Summer, so you're here too."

Dekomori Sanae said, as if just noticing her.

"Don't play dumb with me!"

Nibuya Morika immediately retorted.

Seeing that the two were about to start bickering again.

Just then, Natsukawa Masuzu also arrived. Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore a blue and white dress that revealed a glimpse of her delicate, fair collarbone, exuding an unintentional sexiness.

"Oh my, am I the last one? My apologies, everyone."

She held down her straw hat, which seemed about to be blown away by the wind, a faint smile on her face.

This woman was truly impeccably beautiful in appearance.

"Alright, it's fine as long as you arrived on time, Natsukawa... Since everyone's here, we should get going."

Hasegawa Izumi stood up.

"Wait, President, before I came, I thought of a question. Everyone has a special title, and it would be quite out of place if I didn't have one, so could the President bestow a name upon me?"

Natsukawa Masuzu's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.

"Aren't you a 'Stand User'?"

Dekomori Sanae questioned.

"That's just a job title, like 'Magical Girl,' of course it doesn't count~!"

Natsukawa Masuzu replied in a deliberately affected tone.

Hasegawa Izumi scrutinized her for a few seconds before raising his hand, pointing, and declaring with conviction.

"From this day forward, your title shall be... the Greedy Witch!"

"Huh?"

The silver-haired beauty's smile froze instantly.

In a way, this title is quite fitting... Hasegawa sees through things quite clearly. Could his chuunibyou be a facade?

Beside him, Nibuya Morika stroked her chin, deep in thought.

"Not satisfied? Then... Blue-Eyes White Dragon?"

Hasegawa Izumi noticed the girl's expression and tried offering a second option.

Natsukawa Masuzu was about to lose it again.

What the hell is Blue-Eyes White Dragon?

Does any part of me look like a dragon!

"Then... then how about Witch?"

Her voice paused, her tone weakened, and she agreed.

This was because she worried the next title she'd be given would become even more indescribable.

That's why human nature always favors compromise and moderation. For example, if you say this room is too dark and needs a window, everyone will object. But if you propose tearing down the roof, they'll compromise and agree to open a window.

As noon approached.

The group arrived at the foot of a tall building, following the address given by Takanashi Rikka.

After sending a message, it wasn't long before.

A girl, also wearing magical attire but in a dark, gothic style, appeared before them.

"Thank you for waiting."

"During this time, I've been busy monitoring the Holy Chef for any unusual behavior, including preparing the sacrifices needed for the 'Demon Feast.' However, my Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King hasn't sensed any impending danger."

Takanashi Rikka pointed to her right eye, which was covered by an eyepatch, and said seriously.

"It seems they've put on a good disguise, death. Or perhaps they've already made contact through the sea of electrons."

Dekomori Sanae chimed in with her analysis.

"Regardless, let me meet this 'Holy Chef' first and uncover her secrets!"

As a strong individual, Hasegawa Izumi was fearless and prepared to take the initiative.

They arrived at an apartment on the third floor.

"Magic password, release!"

Takanashi Rikka entered a sequence of numbers on the 'electronic lock' above the keyhole, then took out the key from her pocket and turned the lock.

"Finally, it's open!"

She looked excited.

Natsukawa Masuzu glanced at it and couldn't help but chuckle.

Isn't that just a calculator!

Seriously, chuunibyou sufferers are beyond saving.

Normal people can't stand this kind of thing!

They entered the living room.

"I am Takanashi Touka, Rikka's older sister... You must be Hasegawa? The one causing trouble with Rikka at Shuchiin."

Touka walked out of a room, her gaze sweeping over everyone before finally resting on the only male.

When she heard Rikka could attend a high school like Shuchiin, she was surprised and happy. She thought that environment might change her sister and focus her energy on studies, but the results were unsatisfactory.

Therefore, she was a little annoyed, wondering if it would have been better to stop her sister back then.

"Rikka's sister, I am indeed Hasegawa Izumi, but I must correct your statement. Rikka and I weren't causing trouble; we were striving for a great cause! For example, taking down Shuchiin was merely the beginning of our glorious journey."

He stepped forward, speaking with an arrogant expression.

"Hmm?"

Nibuya Morika caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye.

"Pfft..."

Natsukawa Masuzu's thin, cherry-colored lips were tightly closed, the muscles in her face taut, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop twitching upwards.

She looks like she's struggling hard to hold back a laugh, but is it really that funny?

She silently judged in her mind.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and she seemed to realize something, her expression turning extremely grim.

So, it had already eroded to this extent...

65 My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror; all I do is for justice!

In the center of the living room.

"Don't you feel embarrassed saying something like that?"

After confronting the young man for a few seconds, Touka's poker face showed a slight improvement, her expression becoming a little helpless.

It seems this guy is the same type as my sister!

Well, if they weren't, how could they get along?

"Why would it be awkward?"

Hasegawa Izumi retorted, adding, "My heart and actions are as clear as a bright mirror, and everything I do is for justice!"

He believed that since he had embarked on the path he wished to take, he had to remain steadfast. Those who always thought of retreating would never succeed in anything.

Jokka patted her forehead.

Great, trying to persuade him directly clearly won't work. This kind of person lives entirely in their own world and usually doesn't listen to what others say. Her sister is just like that.

"I'm going to prepare lunch. You guys play first."

Jokka glanced up at the wall clock and then headed into the kitchen.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

At this moment, Natsukawa Masuzu began to clap enthusiastically.

Do I need to clap here?

Nibuya Morika was confused.

"That line just now was amazing! Coming from you, it's much cooler than the Great President, Sage-sama~!"

Natsukawa Masuzu's reason for praising him was, of course, that it was a famous line from JOJO. As a loyal fan, she naturally became a bit excited.

"It really is cool."

Takanashi Rikka and Dekomori Sanae didn't need to get the reference; it was a feeling that came straight from their hearts.

"What should we do next? President."

Natsukawa Masuzu asked.

His gaze then fell upon Rikka.