The Almighty Chuunibyou Expert Chapter 7

"Izumi-chan, come over here."

In a corner, Fujiwara Chika, who was chatting with friends, noticed their arrival and called out to them in a low voice.

"Let's go over there."

He turned to Rikka and said.

The two arrived at Chika's side.

"Izumi-chan, and Takanashi-san, are you guys joining too?"

Fujiwara Chika knew they were establishing a club, hence the question.

"We didn't know about this, we just happened to come by... Chika, are you here to join a club?"

He shook his head and asked back.

"I plan to join the Tabletop Game Club. I want to make games with everyone and then share them for people to play!"

Fujiwara Chika spread her arms with a smile. It was the Wings of Freedom.

"What a shame. It would have been great if Izumi-chan could have joined with me."

Her gaze held a hint of expectation.

"I'm not interested at all."

He immediately rejected her, leaving no room for argument.

This woman, when she got enthusiastic, was difficult to handle. He had to nip it in the bud.

"Ah, too bad~"

Her head drooped.

A while later, the club explanation session ended.

As they were leaving, Hasegawa Izumi's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.

Someone who evoked regret in him, an ancient Magician who had authored the Dark Grimoire.

--Mori Summer.

Mori Summer

I am Nibuya Morika, an ordinary high school student.

Because of some past events I never want to recall, I studied very hard and got into the very famous Shuuchuin Academy, a high school that students from our middle school rarely get into.

Now, I'm leaving the past behind and, to welcome a new life, I'm going to integrate into this high school.

However, the difficulty of this task was beyond her expectations. As a student from an outside school, she felt somewhat out of place and found it hard to strike up conversations with those from distinguished families.

Still, she didn't lose heart.

If she joined a club, perhaps she could find friends to talk to.

As long as she wasn't bound by her past, she had an infinite future!

After all, a tall, cheerful, and beautiful girl like her should be able to get along anywhere!

This was just a minor setback.

"What club should I join? Cheerleading? Shuuchuin's sports clubs are the most popular. Hmm, other clubs seem pretty good too. Anyway, as long as it's not the bottom-tier Anime Club, it should be fine, right? Or maybe I should just apply to join the Student Council? That sounds like a good idea too?"

After watching the club explanation session, Nibuya Morika also got up and walked outside, contemplating her next move.

Just as she was gradually moving away from the crowd, a voice suddenly called out from behind her.

"Long time no see, Mori Summer. I didn't expect to run into you here. It's been a long time."

Mori Summer?

Hearing that name, Nibuya Morika trembled as if struck by electricity.

Why? Why!

I specifically chose a high school with no one from my middle school, buried that dark past completely, and was just about to take a new step!

Why would someone still know that name!

"I don't know anyone by that name."

She replied, continuing to walk forward without looking back, and quickened her pace.

But running away was not only shameful, it was also useless.

"I won't mistake you. Your unique soul stands out so much in my sight. What happened that makes you unwilling to face me, your Fellow Traveler? Although I left without saying goodbye back then, as an ancient Magician, you shouldn't be so petty about such things."

Suddenly, the voice was right beside her.

"It's you! Seeker of Truth!"

At this close distance, she also recognized the owner of the familiar voice, and immediately stopped in her tracks, turning her head.

"That's right, it's me."

Hasegawa Izumi looked at the other person's complex expression and observed their transformation from the front.

She had clipped her bangs with a pink hairpin, let down her waist-length hair, and tied it in a very short side ponytail. She was dressed more fashionably and appeared much more mature.

Was this to better blend into the human world?

"You still dare to show yourself before me, you culprit!!!"

He had expected this reunion after two years to be a deeply moving scene, but to his surprise, Nibuya Morika rushed at him like an enemy, grabbing his collar.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like that back then! I was cruelly mocked by those people! Every time I remember that moment, I wish I could slap myself! Give me back my good times! Ahhhhhh...!"

She was venting her emotions to her heart's content.

"Is this what you wanted to say to me? How truly cowardly, Mori Summer. Do the opinions of ordinary people matter so much? You are an ancient Magician who is over five hundred years old. I went to great lengths to awaken you, and I don't want to see you fall so low."

Hasegawa Izumi frowned.

"Stop mentioning that name! I'd rather you hadn't awakened me back then!"

Nibuya Morika said fiercely.

"Listen to me! I thought I wouldn't go back to the past, I'm saying goodbye to the past! You can't tell anyone else about this either, or I'll curse you to death!"

With that, she slowly released her hands and turned to leave, without a hint of lingering attachment.

Hasegawa Izumi didn't utter a word to stop her, as he had other thoughts.

"Mori Summer, if this is your choice, I will respect it... but I believe that in the near future, you will return, guided by fate."

Those who have delved into that realm find it difficult to adapt to ordinary life. Often, only a single catalyst is needed for them to return to where they belong.

Moreover, the tide of the times cannot be changed; no one can remain aloof, especially Mori Summer, a Magician.

Takanashi Rikka and Fujiwara Chika, who had watched the entire scene from the side, ran over.

"Did Izumi-chan have a fight with a friend? She seemed really angry."

A friend? I suppose so.

But calling her a Fellow Daoist feels more accurate.

Hasegawa Izumi's thoughts stirred, and he replied, "It's not a fight, just a difference in ideals. It's normal to make mistakes occasionally in life."

"Is it that profound?"

Fujiwara Chika exclaimed, then said with a bright laugh, "Anyway, I wish you two a speedy reconciliation!"

After her well wishes, she bid them farewell.

Takanashi Rikka, on the other hand, asked him specifically about his situation with Nibuya Morika.

"Because of my father's work as an archaeologist, my family moved around a lot..."

Hasegawa Izumi began to recount the story slowly.

He had spent about eleven years in Tokyo, and the remaining years he had spent wandering. In his second year of junior high, he transferred to Nibuya's junior high as a mysterious transfer student. He unexpectedly discovered her special nature, and after several twists and turns, he succeeded in awakening her...

However, during that winter break, his father's work was completed, and he transferred back to Tokyo. At the time, there were no other means of communication, so it ended up being an unannounced departure.

It wasn't a big deal. As an ancient Magician, traveling alone was perfectly normal; she didn't need his constant care.

"There must be some misunderstanding. Perhaps she's been influenced by the Bureau of Unseen Boundaries!"

After listening, Takanashi Rikka pondered and offered her opinion.

"I don't sense any unusual aura from her... so let's not worry about her for now. She needs to calm down. We'll focus on establishing our base, and she'll naturally be drawn back."

He made this judgment with confidence.

"Mhm."

Takanashi Rikka agreed, as the current priority was another matter.

Inside the building.

Nibuya Morika leaned against the wall, hugging her head, and muttered to herself as if she were about to cry, "I've had enough! To run into that person here... I should have known. Anyone who could say something like that during self-introductions is probably the only one in this world! What do I do, what do I do? What should I do!"

After a long while, she silently stood up and walked away, her back looking desolate.

"I absolutely cannot get involved with that guy again! Absolutely!"

"Otherwise, my high school life will be over too!"

10 The Day of Awakening Has Not Yet Arrived

After school started, the first weekend arrived.

Hasegawa Izumi stayed at home, not going anywhere.

"It's ready, Kōko."

After finishing today's lunch, he turned and called out to his Little Sister, who was watching TV in the living room.

Today's lunch was fried noodles, prepared by him. The noodles were firm and chewy, paired with crisp vegetables and diced meat. The enticing aroma was enough to make one's mouth water.

Although it wasn't made with extreme care, his cooking skills had progressed very well, and it was still delicious.

"This is great. The sacrifices my other half has been offering lately are getting better and better."

Kōko used her fork and spoon to shovel a small portion of fried noodles into her mouth. The spicy, delicious sauce instantly satisfied her.

"But... is something missing?"

She gestured with her eyes.

"Wait for me."

Hasegawa Izumi got up and went to the kitchen. He took a tomato out of the refrigerator, squeezed it into juice with a juicer, then poured it into a wine glass and brought it over, placing it in front of his Little Sister.

"That's thoughtful of you."

Kōko showed a satisfied expression and said approvingly.

After taking a sip of the tomato juice, she swirled the wine glass and added, "As expected, the fresh blood of a virgin is truly this delicious."

"It's just tomato juice."

He chuckled.

His Little Sister's bloodline hadn't truly awakened yet, and she hadn't become the Progenitor of Blood. Naturally, he could only satisfy her with tomato juice.

After finishing dinner, Kōko went back to watching TV.

After he finished washing the dishes, he also sat on the sofa, next to Kōko.

At this moment, the television was broadcasting an anime called Iron Necromancer. This anime was the catalyst for Kōko's worldview awakening. She had chosen the character Reciel de Felicity Kou as her role model.

That's right, the path his Little Sister had chosen was 'role-playing.' Although her potential seemed limited for now, once she got the hang of it, she could quickly form Combat Power.

But it was hard to say exactly when she would succeed.

Power that could not be controlled by a sufficient level of consciousness was very dangerous.