Chapter 90

Although her face was distorted by the push, Dekomori Sanae still held on tightly.

That's because...

Natsukawa Masuzu wanted to explain, but Dekomori Sanae didn't give her the chance and reached out to grab her.

"No need for further words, I've disliked you for a long time, Death! Today is the perfect day to settle this!"

"I'm really angry! You brat!"

The two of them got completely into a fight, using all sorts of moves, from dragon claws to hair-pulling, back and forth, creating quite a spectacle.

"It hurts so much...!"

"Wait! Where are you grabbing!?"

"There, ta-me!"

Isn't 99 too cruel?

"Hasegawa, are you sure you're not going to stop them?"

Nibuya Morika quietly sat down next to him and whispered.

Seemingly realizing that her words were somewhat inappropriate, she added, "I'm not worried about these two getting hurt; on the contrary, I'd be quite happy to see them suffer. It's just that I'm afraid that with their tempers, they might easily lose control, and the consequences would be serious."

"So, you're still worried, aren't you? Your relationship has really improved."

Hasegawa Izumi crossed her arms, looking quite sophisticated.

"No way!"

Nibuya Morika responded excitedly.

Therefore, everyone can become arrogant.

He mentally muttered a complaint.

"There's no need to stop them, is there? It's not a life-or-death battle, can't you see? Mori Summer, their combat experience is quite lacking, probably because they don't need to engage in close combat... But in the upcoming New world, there won't be that kind of leeway. The more you sweat now, the less you'll bleed later. I can't handle everything alone, can I? I'm just the leader, not a babysitter... I hope everyone can become someone who can truly walk alongside me."

With each blink of his eyes, his gaze became distant and lonely, as if he were gazing into the distance, exuding an otherworldly air.

Nibuya Morika Natsume stared blankly, speechless for a moment, with an indescribable feeling.

That's quite remarkable, taking it this seriously.

If it were just chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), generally speaking, one day they would realize what they were doing and how embarrassing it was. But with this guy in front of her, she felt that he would never wake up.

If this were her situation a while ago, she might have scoffed at it in her heart.

But now, she thinks that if she could live a beautiful dream forever and never wake up, perhaps it wouldn't be a bad thing.

"I've had enough of you, now I'm going to kill you...!"

"You, the Greedy Witch? Among us, you're the weakest, weaker than even the imposter Mori Summer!"

Upon hearing that voice, Nibuya Morika immediately retorted, "It doesn't matter who's stronger or weaker!"

However, the two were already engrossed in their battle and neither responded to her complaints, focusing instead on their opponent.

Natsukawa Masuzu instinctively used a joint lock she had learned, firmly locking onto the small body of Dekomori Sanae, and once gained a huge advantage.

"It's over, kid. How dare you raid a place like that? Now I'll make you suffer the tortures of hell!"

She moved close to the other person's face, revealing a devilish smile.

"Oh no!"

Dekomori Sanae panicked for a moment, then suddenly remembered her strengths, and tilted her head back.

"Take this! Thunder Hammer!"

However, Natsukawa Masuzu dodged the attack with a disdainful expression.

"State your moves before you even make them, isn't that revealing your intentions? Idiot~ Idiot~ Someone like you..."

Before she could finish speaking, two fingers were inserted into her nostrils.

This... is an utter disgrace!

Her spirit nearly collapsed because of it.

The situation became extremely awkward as the two sides became entangled to this extent.

"That's enough, Dekumori."

Takanashi Rikka suddenly spoke calmly.

"Master?"

Dekomori Sanae, who was preparing to counterattack, stopped and turned around, looking puzzled.

"This is my business, Dekumori you have no right to interfere."

Then he heard his master continue in a cold tone.

"But..."

"No buts."

"I understand, death."

Dekomori Sanae felt somewhat hurt, lowered her head slightly, and her fighting spirit diminished sharply.

"Giggle giggle..."

Taking advantage of the situation, Natsukawa Masuzu Dekumori down and ravaged him mercilessly to avenge his grievance.

A few minutes later, Dekomori Sanae huddled in a corner, her arms crossed, knees drawn up, and lost all color.

I never expected that Master would scold her for this...

After rubbing her nose, Natsukawa Masuzu glanced at someone in the corner. She was about to say something sarcastic when Takanashi Rikka suddenly pulled her towards her seat.

"Let's continue, Natsukawa."

"Oh..."

Natsukawa Masuzu, feeling somewhat uneasy about the suddenly assertive girl.

The instructional course continues.

Natsukawa Masuzu showed no mercy. As they had agreed beforehand, if they failed to solve the problem within the allotted time, they would be hit with a cane.

"Pia."

Seeing the clear red marks on her reddened palms, Takanashi Rikka bit her lip and stopped screaming, with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

"Was I too cruel? Can you be gentler?"

"I'm very worried, "Natsukawa Masuzu asked.

No, this is my request.

Takanashi Rikka shook her head, her eyes resolute.

She didn't want to hold everyone back, but she also understood that she couldn't pass the test on her own, so she needed someone to give her a push.

"Great! How about I be even more cruel?"

Natsukawa Masuzu smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, her expression radiant.

"Ah? That's enough."

Takanashi Rikka was so startled that she withdrew her hand.

The Greedy Witch is a more terrifying creature than you can imagine!

She quickly changed the subject, saying, "Greedy Witch, please continue explaining the solution to the next problem. I'll finish it within the time limit this time!"

"Wow, that's really motivating. Is it because of the Club President?"

It's a meaningful voice Natsukawa Masuzu said, drawing out the last words.

"Not just for the Club President, but for the Far East Magic Society."

Takanashi Rikka clenched her fist.

"Oh?"

A look of surprise flashed in Natsukawa Masuzu's eyes.

I never expected these guys to improve.

Although the direction was a bit strange.

"Lord Sage, have I done something wrong? Why did Master agree to be tortured by the Greedy Witch? Could it be that she has some kind of leverage over him?"

Meanwhile, the disheartened Dekomori Sanae found another ray of light in her heart.

Surely a wise Lord Sage can provide the answer!

That's what the girl was thinking.

"Because Rikka has realized that she needs someone to help her reach a deeper level, and among us, the most suitable candidate is only the 'Greedy Witch'."

Hasegawa Izumi.

Others couldn't bring themselves to put enough pressure on Rikka.

Being able to see this means that Rikka has a certain understanding of everyone.

That's great. Since we're all in the same boat, understanding each other is the right thing to do.

Is that so, deat?

Dekomori Sanae was somewhat confused and fell into deep thought.

"Speaking of which, Nibuya, I suddenly have a question for you."

Hasegawa Izumi felt the time was almost right, so she turned and asked.

"What's the problem?"

The girl, who was feeling rather bored, turned around with a puzzled expression after being spoken to.

"It's been over two months since you joined the Far East Magic Society. Your feelings now must be different from before, right?"

He smiled slightly, his eyes holding a profound meaning.

"What's the difference? I didn't know that. I was forced into joining the club, and it's pretty much the same now. If it weren't Dekumori that guy Dekomori having a copy of the Dark Grimoire, I wouldn't bother getting close to you guys."

Saying things against her will, Nibuya Morika pinched a strand of hair by her ear, her tone filled with complex emotions.

"At least you don't hate it... After all, we didn't force you to participate in club activities. You could have been a ghost member, but you still came, which means you can't really let go."

His expression was resolute.

"This is the end, Seeker of Truth."

"Nibuya Morika Natsumi said with a stern face."

Life is already so hard, some things are better left unsaid.

Hasegawa Izumi gleaned this information from her eyes.

"But I feel it's time, Mori Summer. Face your truest feelings. I've waited too long for you... Come back, my proudest follower."

This time, however, he didn't go along with the other person's idea, but continued speaking in a gentle tone.

Nibuya Morika: "..."

Why all this mushy stuff all of a sudden! It's disgusting.

She turned her head away, her ears, hidden by her long hair, flushed red, and she kept complaining to herself.

You really don't know how to be considerate! This kind of thing is really embarrassing for me!

Stop comparing me to you guys!

Asshole...!

"Yako, I'm going back to my country tomorrow."

Busujima Yako answered the phone, her father's first words surprised her greatly.