A Mystical Adventure Where A Ghost Follows Me Everywhere!

6. Space and Time pocket!

Shuuta almost tore his lungs from squealing the word 'What,' even some students were able to hear such a scream...wondering who the idiot who yelled was.

"I respectfully decline!" Shuuta stood up from the bed and bowed at Noara.

Noara, on the other hand, placed her right hand on her tiny mouth and started chuckling uncontrollably.

"Dummy! That's if you want to! But no, that isn't the condition." Noara was still laughing at his reaction; in all his years of taking care of students who were hurt or sick, all had been very lustful or rather reserved, but this boy here lightens her mood by a lot. A slight grin paints her face. 'I will never stop teasing you...'

Shuuta sounded off a loud sigh of relief.

"My, my...you hate Mikazuki that much? That makes me sad because we're sisters, are we ugly?" Noara kept a coyly smile; she makes her way to Shuuta and pointed at his chest, touching him; her finger dandles downwards and reaches somewhere unexpectedly.

Hikaru watches with a frowning expression, and it's the first time he had seen Noara acting like that. This milf is doing stuff that might not be suitable for children! I should stop this at once!

Hikaru was about to save Shuuta's life, but then his eyes shuddered in disbelief.

"Hey...what are you-" Shuuta gets disrupted by Noara; she coquettishly placed a finger on his lips to stop him from talking.

'What the hell am I watching?' Hikaru exclaimed to himself.

'Can you stop this torture!!' Shuuta wanted to yell this, but he isn't foolin' no one; he's enjoying it like the hidden closet pervert he is.

"Hey...Noara please stop it, it's awkward." After Hikaru said that, Noara gazed at him with an ominous look; her eyes glowed like a demon in the dark.

Hikaru immediately looked away after her gaze; scratching the back of his head, he turned to the doorknob.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Good luck Shuuta-Kun." Hikaru departed hurriedly. As a handsome boy, he took a low blow...well, of course, he didn't want anything with Noara, but it still was a bit shameful, was he not good enough for Noara? Wait! I'm not into Milfs! I rather have my sister by my side!

His mind ran a marathon, walking back to class. "Well...I guess Shuuta is special after all."

If Shuuta heard what Hikaru said, he would probably retort while fuming. "How does that make me special?!" Like this...

Shuuta gazed as he saw his only chance of survival slip away from him.

The mature Noara smiled at Shuuta; he, on the other hand, gulped a big chunk of saliva out of nervousness.

Shuuta sensed danger; funny enough, the infirmary should be a relaxing place where you heal...

Noara's hand slowly made its way towards her blouse and took it off; she also took out her skirt.

Shuuta had some self-respect and humanity, so he instantly covered his eyes with his hands, ultimately becoming red.

"What are you doing?! You pervert!" Shuuta yelled; he could hear the quiet rustle of clothing in front of him; becoming more embarrassed, he tried to focus on something else. Still, his ears pricked with every bit of rustle of clothing, his heart started beating like a jackhammer as he envisions what must be going on behind his hands...

"Huh? What do you mean?" Noara was confused, smiling like a villain from a hot-blooded manga.

Shuuta made space from her fingers to see her and was left speechless.

She was wearing armor! She looked like a badass! Her long silver hair fell forward to her well-endowed mounds, her slim leather dress, and matching hood were so simple but elegant! Trim with white crosses at the hems, and slit up to her thighs, revealing an underskirt of silver mail. Was there a formal party? On her left shoulder, her ornate plate armor threw Shuuta off; she was also wearing leather gloves and a big sword hanging from her slim waist on her right side.

"What do you think I was doing?" Noara laughs intentionally, accommodating her sword on her waist.

"I feel sexually harassed! I'm calling the cops!" Shuuta angrily retorted, popping many veins on his forehead.

"Come on dummy-Kun! Follow me." With her hand, she made a circular motion. She wrote something in the air that completely illuminated the room like a costly light bulb with her fingers.

Shuuta stared in awe. What was Noara doing? Is this a mystical art? Will he be able to do that soon?

Shuuta was excited; he has never expected to be part of a fantasy-like scenario, where people with strange powers exist! Shuuta's mind was running wild.

After she finished, the infirmary started rumbling. Shuuta was shocked as his eyes flickered all around the room; a hole suddenly appeared like a closet opening in the middle of the room.

"What?! A secret passage? Where are we going?" Shuuta began a barrage of questions, what if he's going to start fighting monsters?! He doesn't want to be in danger yet! Surviving with Noara is probably gonna go wrong...

"Just follow me and see for yourself." She made her way inside the closet and entered. Shuuta couldn't see her after she passes through.

With no options, Shuuta followed her obediently.

'Tch...I'm not a dog! But yes ma'am~!'

After entering he saw a bigger room, it was as wide as a football field and as high as a skyscraper…actually, there was no end! It was elevated as the sky.

The room was chrome and metaled; there were weird structures all around that Shuuta couldn't describe...extraterrestrial?

"What is this place?" Shuuta asked while looking around and checking up on everything.

"This is a training space, designed by me, it's hidden from ordinary people, so please feel yourself at home because you're probably spending most of your days here." Noara then unsheathed her big long sword and wielded it...aiming right at Shuuta's neck.

"...!"

Suddenly she disappeared out of Shuuta's field of view and slugged him in the face with the tilt of the sword; she then nimbly swiped her legs and dropped Shuuta to the floor.

Shuuta just laid on the floor in pain, clutching his face and rolling while moaning.

"What was that for?! You could have killed me!" Shuuta angrily stood up.

"That was my intention." Noara arrogantly smiles.

Shuuta's left cheek started to twitch out of anger, veins popped from his forehead, and his fists clenched.

"I always had the rule to respect women to the end of my life, but if you're looking for it, you're going to get it!" Shuuta's face got serious, releasing a bit of anger from his body.

Noara suddenly felt a slight shudder on her hand; his anger almost seemed like mana to her, a faint aura coiled Shuuta's body, suddenly dispersing almost instantly!

'Hm...anger might just activate his Magical prowess.'

Shuuta decided to make the first move and rushed with no plans on how to fight her.

His fist stretched out towards her face, but she decided to stand still; it seemed somewhat cocky of her; Shuuta thought she was mocking him and placed more force on the punch.

"HAAAAH!" Shuuta let out a war scream as his knuckle closed in on Noara's face, but the fist didn't hit the target; her head shifted a little, avoiding him; she didn't even move.

"What?!" Shuuta's eyes widened as he saw a fist coming to his face, but before it reached, the fist stopped.

The force itself launched a pressurized air beam on Shuuta's face, completely disheveling his hair.

He was frozen on the spot, that strike could have killed him instantly, and he knew well.

His body fell on his ass, making him think through the whole situation; He would've been dead for sure; he felt weak, and his hands started shuddering from fear. He gnashed his teeth, utterly defeated.

"Hey dummy-Kun, I could have killed you there, this isn't a street fight nor a duel, you're trying to survive the world: kill or be killed. It doesn't matter who it is! Always fight to kill!" Noara yelled at Shuuta, sounding a bit heated.

Shuuta remained quiet for some time; he comprehended her statement, in this new world that was in front of him was still outlandish. This secret society can be either the protectors of Earth or selfish pricks who use their prowess for self-benefit.

This realistic thought might end up on the selfish side; hopefully, he doesn't encounter someone who wants his life, well, not at least until he's skilled or more powerful.

Becoming stronger was his priority now; maybe his friends might be in danger, and his eyes glinted with a bright fire of determination. Hanako can probably get cleansed cruelly; he wants her to pass on in the most peaceful way she can.

"Please...train me to become a full-fledged Mystic! I have someone to protect!" Shuuta exclaimed with determination.

"Please...sensei!" He respectfully bowed, clutching his school pants.

"S-sensei...?" Noara's eyes widened and shone with a bright light, putting a warm smile on her lonely face, you could see some pent-up feelings leaking from Noara's lips, but she remained strong and in character.

"Of course. I was going to anyway!" Such brilliant cheeks and determined face gave Shuuta the push to get stronger.

Shuuta looked at her with a brave face; he was ready for anything.

"Well, don't cry if you almost die." Noara grabbed the tilt of her sword and lifted it on her shoulder; she then extended her left arm, and her hand waved at him, provoking him.

Shuuta just smiled and rushed.

They spent the whole day fighting nonstop; Shuuta was utterly exhausted, and his body laid on the chrome floor with respiratory problems...not! He was hard-breathing like he had asthma.

"Not bad, you almost landed some hits, just keep practicing the moves that I taught you." Noara gave Shuuta a hand.

Shuuta, with her help, gets up and nods. They both exit the outlandish room and are back in the infirmary.

"Huh?! What time is it?" Just as Shuuta exclaims, he checks a clock hanging on the wall and realizes that time stopped! All those hours that passed in the futuristic room did not pass in the actual world.

"Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you!"

"You shouldn't forget important stuff!!"

"Sorry, sorry! Here." Noara grabs a towel and tosses it at Shuuta, "You need to go back to class, oh and about the date with Mikazuki!"

"Thank you! I'm leaving!" Shuuta departed in a dime; he hurried to class, 'I still don't want to know about the date.'

"Fufufu~ I can't wait to see those two." Noara grinned reflexively; ominous vibes radiated from her.

As Shuuta ran towards his class, a sinister entity was stalking him; just a grin shined through the corridor as Shuuta passed by.

In class, Kazuma was asking him if he was okay. Shuuta was glad that he was worried. 'At least he has a nice side.'

"So did Noara-san do it with you?" Kazuma cackles.

'Never mind. I retract my thought.' Shuuta frowned.

"Sooo...what happened? How did you get a big bruise there?"

"I...I don't know. It just appeared." Sweat ran like a marathon on his face, Shuuta was concerned, could he tell his best friend about the Demon Lord living inside him? Actually, the real question should be: Will he believe Shuuta?

'I don't think I can tell him anything...Hikaru will definitely kill me...'

"Maybe I ate something bad? I don't really know."

"What? Did a zucchini slug you at terminal velocity?" Kazuma smirks.

Shuuta glared harshly as he lost color, what did he just say?

Kazuma cackled and exclaimed, "As long as you are okay."

In the end, Hanako finally appeared and sat behind Shuuta.

"Why did you leave me at home! Idiot!" Hanako started a tantrum barrage at Shuuta.

"I'm sorry, you looked comfortable, so I didn't want to wake you." Shuuta looked away with a bashful expression. 'Did she forget?! You almost gave me an aneurysm!'

"Ara, ara, did you get turned on by me?" Hanako spoke with a coy voice, and her eyes squinted arrogantly.

Shuuta popped a vein from his forehead, 'So you did remember!'

"I mean, any healthy boy would get turned on by me." Hanako loftily adds to her outlandish comment.

'I think I know why she was single...Do you have multiple personalities?!' Shuuta was sure about that case; he started noticing her weird pattern change.

She suddenly isn't shy at all, the first time he met her she was very timid and 'small,' then she became stingy and needy...now she acts like a sl...selfish perverted girl!

Hanako then started laughing devilishly like a villain.

'Can I supplex a ghost? Technically she's already dead.'

He hesitated a little, but in the end, he karate chopped her in the head.

Kazuma noticed his weird attack into nothing and just stared perplexed. 'What's this idiot doing? He's been talking to someone.'

"Yo, are you good in the head?" Kazuma frowns.

"Um..yeah! I'm alright, I'm just talking to myself...t-that's all." Shuuta's response was rather stiffer than a dead body; he knew well that Kazuma would be suspicious about him.

"Oh, so a mental sickness. Got it." Kazuma turned away; it seemed that he caught on.

He knew that Shuuta was hiding something, but he didn't ask because it was probably personal. Instead, he gave it no thought anymore.

"Why did you hit me, idiot! That hurt!" Hanako retorted with another tantrum barrage.

"Hey Hanako, can I tell my friend Kazuma about you? I mean, I'm not saying anything about mystics...so, can I just tell him about you?" Shuuta asked with a complex expression; he felt wrong about lying to his best friend.

"I don't see a problem with that, but will he believe you?" Hanako responded with another good question.

"I...don't know. Yeah never mind that." Shuuta then shifted his view towards the window and contemplated the sunny day.

He was now on the path to becoming a Mystic; he decided to protect Hanako and himself from evil.

Shuuta began overthinking many thoughts, one was that Hikaru couldn't see Hanako yet he could sense her, why was that? Is seeing ghosts part of his abilities?

He remembered his dream; he remembered a similar voice that sounded like Mikazuki; it gave him shivers thinking about her, and he saw silhouettes of other girls.

What did that mean? The shadows, Mason! What do they mean?

'What a weird turn of events I got myself into.' He was determined to get stronger. He realized that entering into this new world of wizards would stir up some problems. There are always evil people trying to get power with any means necessary. Being a newbie, those bad guys might come for him.

'I need to keep going back to the chrome room.'