Chapter 97

"Break, nerves!"

"Vanishment this world!"

After the inscription, the world before her eyes suddenly changed. The girl lifted her blindfold, freeing the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King from its seal.

"Before the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King, the physical laws of this world have nowhere to hide!"

The girl began answering the questions.

Just twenty minutes later.

While the Homeroom Teacher wasn't looking, Hasegawa Izumi stole a glance at Rikka's test paper and immediately knew what was going on.

The girl's efforts over this period of time have finally paid off.

After the exam.

"Izumi-chan, what did you choose for the first multiple-choice question?"

Fujiwara Chika came over to compare answers with him, and some other students did the same.

After all, as the top student in his grade, he's unlikely to be wrong.

First, you need to know; first, you need to have a foundation.

Takanashi Rikka didn't ask him directly, but instead eavesdropped. When she heard his answer, her expression kept changing, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.

However, smiles made up the majority of her face, which gave the girl plenty of confidence for the upcoming exams.

Several days later.

Tsukumo Nanase handed out report cards to everyone, which recorded their individual scores and the average score for the entire grade.

Although the rankings were announced in advance this morning, it's still possible to fail if you're weak in one subject.

"Takanashi-san, this is your report card. You've made great progress. Keep up the good work!"

Takanashi Rikka received her report card from her Homeroom Teacher. After reviewing her grades, she felt relieved and overjoyed.

"Sage, I did it! Hehehe, for the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User, the human trials are indeed insignificant!"

She immediately burst into triumphant laughter, drawing everyone's attention.

"Ahem, Takanashi-san, I know you're having a great time, but please be careful."

Tsukumo Nanase's gaze turned serious as she offered a reminder.

"Yes...!"

The girl's voice weakened.

"That's great, Rikka! Congratulations on passing the exam!"

Hasegawa Izumi only responded after the teacher had moved away.

After.

Everyone in the Far East Magic Society learned of this good news.

"Great! Death! Dekumori knew this wouldn't be a problem for Master. Now we're free!"

Dekomori Sanae excitedly hugged Rikka.

"It's alright. I've helped you so much. If you still fail, then you're truly hopeless."

Natsukawa Masuzu looked as if she had expected this.

Congratulations, Rikka!

Nibuya Morika also smiled and clapped his hands to bless.

Um?

In that instant, Hasegawa Izumi's eyes flickered, and she sensed something.

Nibuya's smile seemed somewhat forced.

It seems like something's on your mind?

"Greedy Witch, what do you mean! Are you jealous of my master's talent? Death! Even without your help, Master can overcome difficulties on his own!"

Dekomori Sanae glared at him angrily.

"Don't be ridiculous. With her 2-point level, she would never have passed if it weren't for me."

Natsukawa Masuzu's expression was disdainful.

"How dare you, a mere newcomer, be so arrogant? Now you'll know the consequences of provoking your seniors!"

Dekomori Sanae clenched her fists, feigning a fierce expression.

"Kid, don't think I'm afraid of you. You really think you're something special, huh?"

Natsukawa Masuzu raised her head and looked to the side, with an arrogant and unyielding expression.

You should know that her motto is "I won't stop until I make you cry," and she can't tolerate that with just anyone.

Dekomori Sanae, being a stubborn and reckless person, immediately launched into a fight.

"Take this... Thunder Strike!"

"We've been waiting for you. Don't even think about sneaking in this time!"

The two quickly rolled around on the ground.

Hasegawa Izumi and Takanashi Rikka were no longer interested in what had happened and let them do as they pleased.

Beside him, another person who had been watching the game idly frowned.

Another day of club activities has come to an end.

Back home.

"I'm back."

Nibuya Morika casually tossed her schoolbag onto the sofa, pushed open the bedroom door, and then lay down on the soft mattress. Her long brown hair was loose, her outstretched palms were placed on her forehead, and her eyes revealed a hint of loneliness.

"What do you usually do in the club Nibuya- kun?"

"I'm so envious of you, Nibuya. You get to be with Hasegawa-kun. Just being able to breathe the same air as him in the same room every day is enough for me."

"By the way, how did Nibuya meet Hasegawa-kun? I heard you two seemed to be quite close before, and he even called you Mori or something!"

Suddenly, she remembered the question the girl she met today had asked her; it was the same old answer, nothing seemed to have changed.

Ever since arriving at Shuchiin and meeting that man, her experiences have become bizarre. First, she was forced to join that nonsensical club, and then she was dragged into a basketball game...

These things are simply too unbelievable for any normal high school girl!

But now that things have come to this, since we're already on this mess, there's no point in complaining.

But what she actually found annoying was... herself.

The most tormenting feeling is that you can neither interact normally with others nor pretend to be engaged like Natsukawa Chuan.

"Why."

With a sigh, Nibuya Morika walked to the mirror, bent down slightly, and carefully examined her expression. She grinned, but it looked more like a bitter smile.

"Every single day, every single day... must we continue to live like this?"

She ran her right hand across the mirror and asked herself the same question again.

A little while later, my phone vibrated; there was a new message in the group chat.

It was that guy, Dekumori, who posted a passage from the Dark Grimoire.

She subconsciously recalled the scene when she was composing that sentence, even the excited expression on her face, all of which were vivid in her mind.

This is clearly a trace left in my mind, flowing through the long river of time.

"Nibuya, are you interested in magic?"

"You have a real talent for this; come and learn magic from me."

"You've grown so quickly! You truly are an ancient magician who has lived for a long time. Congratulations on finally awakening."

That confident and invincible smiling face still lingers in my mind.

"By the way, my attitude towards Hasegawa back then was..."

The look of nostalgia in Nibuya Morika's eyes disappeared.

"Don't worry, to thank you for awakening me from the cycle of reincarnation, I will become your right-hand man! If you ever dislike anyone, I'll curse them to death with elven curse magic!"

Just like Dekumori, she patted her chest and expressed her utmost loyalty.

This is so embarrassing!

"So embarrassing, so embarrassing, so embarrassing..."

She tossed and turned on the bed, clutching her head.

A minute later, the speed gradually slowed down.

At least I was happy back then, right?

Nibuya Morika sat up straight again, her ten fingers interlacing and gesturing wildly, just like her fluctuating emotions.

"This can't go on any longer; we need to end it!"

Her gaze gradually hardened.

I can't let myself be trapped in this sea of suffering forever!

Go to school the next day.

At the doorway, Nibuya Morika and Natsukawa Masuzu passed each other, their eyes meeting for a fleeting moment.

"Strangeness."

Suspicious, Natsukawa Masuzu stopped and looked back.

Her feelings towards the other person had changed drastically, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

During physical education class.

She sat on the bench where she was resting, but Nibuya Morika sat down next to her without her noticing.

"Oh? You actually came up to me on your own initiative. This is the first time in months. Are you here to beg for mercy and ask me to stop targeting you?"

She continued to deliver her usual sarcastic lines.

"Hey... Natsukawa, what do you think of life at the Far East Magic Society?"

Instead of answering, Nibuya Morika looked up at the distant horizon.

The sunlight filtering through the leaves cast shadows on her face, giving her a different look than usual.

Like a stoic elf magician who has lived for thousands of years.

"What do you think? Let me think about it."

With a thoughtful look in her eyes, Natsukawa Masuzu touched her thin, cherry-like lips with her finger, then spoke with an innocent smile.

"Everyone in the Far East Magic Society is incredibly talented, and they're all so funny! I love being here! It's so much better than anywhere else!"

"Just tell me the truth, the way you look right now is disgusting."

Nibuya Morika turned her head away, her eyes both cold and arrogant.

"Hahaha... This is hilarious!"

Natsukawa Masuzu laughed instantly, a wild and unrestrained laugh.

I have no idea what she's laughing about.

She quickly patted her chest, her smile fading, and raised a finger with a cold laugh, saying, "Apart from the Club President, everyone else is just someone I observe to pass the time."

"So this is really your style, is it? Hasegawa... no, the Seeker of Truth was right to give you the title 'Greedy Witch'."

Nibuya Morika carefully considered her words.

The change in terminology also signifies the transition between old and new eras.

She has been reborn!

"You've fallen so quickly? I thought you could hold on much longer."