Every morning it's a hassle for Shuuta; he must deal with Hanako's stickiness, Yuri's needy behavior, and Noara's abuse.
Though he felt at ease, being surrounded by outlandish girls was a gift! God's plan to be precise.
Only someone was missing. Kurumi, the murder loli.
'I haven't checked on her...I hope she's alright.' Shuuta contemplated the horizon.
Currently, he was in class, gazing through the window, watching the birds fly, and the clouds disperse as he kept his glance. It was scorching outside. Shuuta pictured Hanako in a bikini splashing water at him.
Kazuma watched his good old pal drool unconsciously, only to jeer at him with a smile.
"Pervert stays a pervert..." Kazuma murmured to himself, in the old times...middle school to be precise. Shuuta would enter the girl's bathroom...not by accident, to peek, not just that.
After eating and going back to class, he went to P.E., back to the warm embrace of death, but this time she was more reserved; she was avoiding everyone that came close to her...girls were the only exception, Mikazuki would always reflexively throw a haymaker by accident if a guy got close to her...That damn Noara taught her that 100%. Shuuta wanted to talk to her, but he was concerned if he was going back to the infirmary or not. "Screw it, I guess I know how to block a punch now..." Smiling wryly, Shuuta decided to get close. "Shuuta, where are you going? Let's play basketball!" "Just give me a second Kazuma, I'll be back in a jiffy." Kazuma decided to look where and what he was going to do, resting in a wall. "Hey, Mika-san how are you?" "Kyaaa!" Swosh! A knuckle came directly
Hikaru organized his desk filled with papers, read some documents on his expensive laptop, and moved his eyes from side to side. A static sound killed the silence. "What is your report?" Hikaru spoke towards his laptop, glancing at it calmly. "Hikaru-sama, we have spotted a dark figure inside the school. We tried following its track but disappeared near sector 5." Hikaru's face turned grim; he instantly contacted his father for aid; Kurumi is in danger! "Father, code 001, the school is under attack, repeat, the school is under attack! They are near the infirmary!" Inside an office, a very bulk man, sturdy and sharp, stood; his face was dark, veins popping from his forehead. "Kurumi." He spoke gnashing his teeth. He immediately went to his phone and made a call. ...
"Now that everyone is here let's start the meeting." Those words trespassed through a mystical plane; it was reluctant and lustrous, a shade of whiteness was the only view around, a carved meeting desk took over most of the space, and much high-ranking personnel spread with office chairs, their beings full of pressure and might. One of the elders spoke; he wore a grey yukata, had a long pointy beard, and was completely bald; he was fit and healthy, although a lot of wisdom reeked from his eminent form. The geezer raised his voice, with one hand slamming his cane on the bright floor, standing up rather hastily. "I gather you here for one purpose…." The senile man then paused, slowly glancing at the people who sat around the desk. Everyone was clueless; well, most were; some knew about the incident but didn't want to talk at all to that geezer. "We
"Can you see my mana?" Yuri embarrassingly nodded. Going back to what Noara said, ordinary people can become Mystics. Still, they have to be in contact with another mystic... Everyone else turned towards Shuuta in sync; it looked rather comical. Glares and beady eyes were glued on him, making him very nervous. "I-I don't remember...doing anything..." Although he said that, his mind couldn't be at ease, he did wake one day naked with Yuri...hold up just a damn second! All of them said the word "stare" as they glared at him more. "Ummm...may I ask...how it works? Like the mana thingy...how can you transfer?" Yuri embarrassingly asked. Noara was a bit hesitant; her mouth opened up, but words were being halted, and her face was a little flushed out. Shuuta saw it and gulped a rather huge load of saliva.
Shuuta went inside with Hikaru, the school was certainly different than theirs, everything looked more expensive and delicate, there were chandeliers right past the entrance and many sofas to comfortably sit at. Shuuta could even smell oak wood, he felt lost in a forest of scent. "Not bad, for a private high school. It's very cozy in here." Shuuta kept glancing around the entrance, but then the voice of a lady disrupted their observation. "I'm glad you find it comfortable. Do you guys need anything?" She dressed like an office lady with form-fitting formal clothes, black stockings, a mini skirt, high heels, and captivating mounds that oozed with plumpness. Shuuta was mesmerized by her look, Hikaru started to speak giving Shuuta's senses back. "Yes, we need to find a teacher in this school." Hikaru paused, pulling a picture out of his back pocket. "His name is Han." The
Shuuta clenched his fists, and Hikaru gritted his teeth. "Asmodeus." They both thought, and indeed that is the case, Asmodeus the Lustful sin, was the founder of Lust Art, and Lust Curses, weaponizing…Lust. "I see, Shuuta, we should report back to fath-Umm…The principal to let him know, also…" Hikaru gazed at Han and went to the floor dogeza style. "Please help my sister…I don't want to lose another loved one." "…." That's the first time Shuuta has heard about it, so Hikaru lost someone? Shuuta can't help but feel Sympathy for his friend, he also experienced the loss of a loved one. Han had a complex expression, he was thinking hard about it. "Fine, but with one condition." Hikaru raised his head and nodded. After that, Han was brought back to Memorial High, every student glared at Han specifically, he looked out of place, a
Clang!* Peng* Mana clattered like metal swords, Shuuta was fending off a spike that was pointy and sharp at the tip with his skull-like scales. He could feel a small pinch on his forearm. "Back off!" Shuuta emitted a strange force that pushed the reaper away from him some yards. Such action attracted many more reapers towards him, leaving the boy regretful. Shuuta found himself in a pinch! Many ghouls and dark spirits roamed a graveyard that seemed ordinary to any passer-by. "Damn you Noara!!" Shuuta yelled from the top of his lungs, clenching his fists. "S-Shuuta-Kun…I'm sorry, I can't deal with ghosts…" After a small maiden with light blue hair said those words, her soul came out of her cherry lips. "Kurumi!!" Shuuta held her lifeless body…not! The loli was passed out from her
"The Storm is coming, a very elaborated group of individuals, manufactured to eliminate all life on every spectacle of living, all domains, all spaces and dimensions, a storm that will eradicate corruption and evil. They call themselves Shūryō." She stopped wanting to see their reactions. Kurumi paid attention like a kitten with a laser, words crossed her ears. Hikaru was completely lost, he has never heard of such a group before. And well Shuuta...was just being Shuuta. Noara popped some veins, she kept going with her explanation. "You remember that kid Hikaru? Mazumi was it?" Hikaru flinched at the name, his old pal was something he couldn't forget. "What happened to him?" "What, you say? He's being captivated inside the school's inner dungeon." Noara hadn't just realized what she said, one single motion made her realize with a regretful expression.