"If we don't eliminate him right now, the ensuing disaster will be unimaginable."The weight of their words hung heavily in the air, the reality of the situation settling in like a cold, heavy fog. Ryoshu could sense the urgency and the gravity of their decision. The Purification Squad was not known for their leniency or hesitation; their duty was clear, and they would execute it without mercy. Their mission was absolute, driven by a belief in their divine purpose.As the Purification Squad began to channel their Holy Power, the room seemed to grow colder, the light dimming as if recoiling from the dark energy emanating from Ryoshu. The chants of the Squad rose in a harmonious yet haunting melody, a stark contrast to the oppressive silence that had fallen over the room. The air crackled with energy, the holy and the profane clashing in a battle of wills.The students watched in fear and fascination, aware they had witnessed something extraordinary and perilous. Some clung to each ot
"It's not that there isn't a way to save that innocent boy, but the discovery of a cure for demonic possession is still a distant hope. The process of finding such a remedy is incredibly complex and arduous, requiring not only extensive research but also divine intervention. The boy's fate, like many others, hangs in the balance as scholars and holy men work tirelessly to find a solution.Something extraordinary occurred as the priest softly chanted ancient incantations under his breath. The individual who was on the brink of being consumed by the demonic forces, along with the members of the Purge Squad, suddenly vanished into thin air. It was as if they were never there, leaving behind an eerie silence and bewilderment among the onlookers.'Oh! They've disappeared now!' one of the spectators exclaimed, eyes wide with astonishment.'They've teleported back to their base to continue their work, of course,' another person replied calmly, as though this was routine for them.'What you
He pondered over his mission. The room grew quieter, the flickering light casting long, wavering shadows. The air was thick with anticipation, each breath he took grounding him in the reality of his choices. Ryoshu knew the journey ahead would be filled with hardships, but his resolve was unwavering.He walked over to the window and gazed out into the night. The moon cast a pale glow over the landscape, illuminating the quiet campus. The tranquility of the scene contrasted sharply with the turmoil inside him. He thought about the boy again, about all the innocent lives at stake. The thought of their suffering fueled his determination.'This is the calm before the storm,' Ryoshu mused, his breath fogging up the glass. 'I must be ready for what's to come.'With newfound resolve, Ryoshu turned away from the window and began to prepare. He gathered his books, filled with ancient spells and knowledge, and reviewed his training notes. Every chant, and every technique needed to be perfected.
Katia and Alan stood next to the blue-haired boy, their eyes narrowed with suspicion. The trio formed an unlikely tableau, the air thick with unspoken questions and doubts. Katia's brow furrowed as she tried to piece together the mystery, while Alan's arms were crossed defensively, his stance mirroring his mistrust."Well... I hid on top of your plane," the blue-haired boy began, his voice steady but low. His name was Ryoshu, and he spoke with a calmness that seemed out of place, given the tension. "I used an invisibility item, and since I don't have Mana, the teacher probably didn't detect me. None of you noticed me up there either, did you?"Katia and Alan exchanged bewildered glances, their confusion deepening. The explanation seemed too simple, too convenient. Just as they were about to voice their doubts, Haruki stepped forward. His presence had a calming effect, and he scrutinized Ryoshu with skepticism and hope."Oh... I see now," Haruki said, his shoulders relaxing visibly
The voice was both a reminder of his precarious situation and a challenge he knew he would have to face head-on. It was a voice that belonged to someone who could potentially unravel all his carefully laid plans. He clenched his fists subtly, preparing himself for whatever confrontation awaited him. The stakes were high, and he knew he couldn't afford to let his guard down, not even for a moment.As the seconds ticked by, the tension in the air grew thicker, and Ryoshu steeled himself for the conversation about unfolding. His muscles tensed, ready to act, but his face remained calm and expressionless. He knew that showing any sign of weakness or anxiety could give away more than he intended.Finally, he spotted the source of the voice—a figure stepping out from the shadows, their face partially obscured but unmistakably familiar. His eyes locked onto theirs, and time seemed to stand still momentarily. Ryoshu could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him, but he refuse
However, Ryoshu was not one to be easily outdone. The moment he saw an opportunity, he swiftly moved to escape. His quick and calculated actions reflect his determination to avoid further confrontation. Every movement he made was precise, testament his agility and readiness to evade any obstacles.“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave. Goodbye, my lady!” he announced with a hint of finality, already turning on his heel to make his way out. His tone was polite yet firm, indicating that his decision was irrevocable. The slight bow of his head was a courteous gesture, but his eyes were already scanning for the nearest exit.Esther, realizing his intentions, reacted swiftly. Seeing that he was about to make a run for it, she reached out in a desperate attempt to catch him. “Hey, stop right there!” she called out, her voice filled with urgency and a touch of frustration. Her eyes widened with determination as she lunged towards him, hoping to halt his escape.But Ryoshu, with his
"Please show me the secret. Or at least explain the method to me." Her voice wavered with desperation, a plea echoing the turmoil in her heart.At that moment, both their minds were swirling in an unprecedented chaos. Thoughts collided and fragmented within their heads, creating a storm of confusion and uncertainty. The once beautiful garden around them, a place that had always been a sanctuary of peace and beauty, now seemed to wilt and wither. The flowers drooped, their vibrant colors fading as if the garden itself were a silent witness to the unfolding tragedy, absorbing the despair that emanated from the two figures standing amidst it.Ryoshu moved towards her with a deliberate slowness, his steps measured and purposeful. Each step he took seemed to echo the rhythm of her heartbeat, a rhythm that was initially erratic and frantic but grew steadier and more composed with every movement he made. It was as if his presence alone had the power to calm her racing pulse, to bring a sem
Ultimately, Ryoshu wasn’t wrong. His future seemed insignificant compared to the main characters or even the villains. They were already more muscular than him, and their strength would continue to increase. It felt as if no matter how hard he tried, he would always be several steps behind them.The main characters effortlessly surpass every challenge with their innate abilities and destined paths. The villains, driven by their dark motivations, grew stronger at an alarming rate. In contrast, Ryoshu had to exert relentless effort to keep up, always striving, constantly pushing himself to the brink in hopes of closing the gap between him and them.Ryoshu was the one who had to constantly put in extra effort, always training and always fighting to keep pace with the others. It was a relentless struggle, a race in which he was perpetually behind, yet he refused to give up.He spent countless hours in the training grounds, pushing his body to its limits, while the others seemed to grow e
Charlotte's sigh was heavy with the weight of her disappointment. Her eyes locked onto the paper she held, searching for hidden meaning in the inked numbers. The quiet room seemed to echo with her despondence. Her brows knitted together, and her lips pursed in a faint frown. "I only got 200 points... so I'm ranked 13th," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, each word laced with a palpable sense of frustration and regret. "Katia got 235 points and is ranked 11th."Ever attentive to his friend's emotions, Haruki moved closer, his expression softening with empathy. His blue hair fell into his eyes as he leaned in, a small, comforting smile on his lips. "You both were so close, weren't you?" he said, his tone gentle and encouraging. "If it hadn't been for those demon worshippers at the end, our whole group would have made it into the top 10.Charlotte's gaze shifted from the paper to Haruki, her mind replaying the chaotic events of the competition's final moments. Her brow f
"What on earth is going on?" he muttered, utterly bewildered by the sight before him. The scene was so unexpected that it left him momentarily stunned. Although he lacked the courage to step inside, his curiosity got the better of him, and he cautiously peered in. Just at the entrance of the dormitory, Haruki and Charlotte were deeply engrossed in an unusually intimate conversation, their heads close together, sharing words he couldn't quite hear."They look so close... why does this scene seem so familiar?" he thought, a profound sense of déjà vu washing over him. The familiarity was unsettling. "This is the scene right after that cold, unfeeling guy Midnight—supposed to be a Star student—challenges the academy."Reflecting further, he realized, "Because I've temporarily taken his place, now everything is unfolding as it should... according to the script of the game Rainfall Disorder."As he stood there, lost in his thoughts and trying to piece everything together, a group of other
"See you later... but... next time, please don't pull on someone else's shirt like that..."At that precise moment, it seemed that the petite angelic girl had just realized she was clutching the hem of Ryoshu's shirt. Her eyes widened in sudden awareness, and she quickly let go as if the fabric had burned her fingers. What stood out most in this scene was the incredible proximity of their heads. Their faces were so close that even the slightest movement could have resulted in an undeniably awkward situation, almost as if the air between them had thickened with tension.Ryoshu's mind raced, struggling to process the sudden nearness. The image of a tomato was the only thing he could conjure to describe Luna's face, which had flushed a vibrant, almost luminous shade of red. Her cheeks seemed to glow with embarrassment, and he could practically feel the heat radiating from her skin.This moment was incredibly challenging for someone like Ryoshu, who was acutely sensitive and easily flust
"Instead of paying for tuition right away, I'll invest in the shares of potential guilds with promising futures," he mused aloud, his eyes shimmering with a glint of ambition. Securing financial growth through guild investments excited him; it seemed a wise move in a world where connections and wealth often determined one's success. "And if I gather enough goods, I might even consider starting a small business in the Trading Guild."The thought filled him with a sense of purpose and hope. He could already see the possibilities unfold before him—ventures that would bring wealth and establish his reputation in the bustling city. Money, he understood, was not merely a tool for survival but a powerful key to opening doors to numerous opportunities and connections.In the quieter corners of his mind, the stark reality of his ambitions loomed large. "In the future, the amount of money I'll need is no small sum," he murmured, his tone shifting to one of sober reflection. Supporting the ta
Upon hearing the alarming beep of the error sound, the saleswoman immediately hurried over. Her steps were quick and purposeful, a clear indication of her concern. As she approached, she leaned closer to the counter, her eyes searching for the source of the problem, and asked, "Are you out of money, dear?"The young man, visibly flustered, responded with a slight tremble, "No... please wait a moment. It seems there might be an error." His fingers moved swiftly over the device, trying to troubleshoot the issue with an almost palpable urgency. Sweat began to form on his brow as he frantically tried to resolve the situation.Standing right beside Ryoshu, the saleswoman scrutinized him with a look that betrayed her suspicion. Her eyebrows knitted together, and her lips pressed into a thin line as she tried to decipher what was going wrong. Her eyes darted between Ryoshu and the device, seeking any clue that might explain the unexpected error.Ryoshu felt the weight of her gaze bearing do
"Ryoshu... What are you looking at out there?" Charlotte called out to him, her voice tinged with concern after he had been silent for an unusually long time.Startled from his thoughts, Ryoshu turned towards them, his face pale and eyes wide as if he had just seen a ghost. The unsettling expression made both Charlotte and Haruki exchange worried glances.'Could it be... these two?' Ryoshu wondered internally, his mind racing. 'Is it because they know me or because they are actively engaging with me? If that's the case... I need to come up with a plan quickly. These scenes are making me sick!!!'Desperately trying to compose himself, Ryoshu quickly blurted out, "Oh, um... I saw a white cat passing by, but it's nothing special." He cringed inwardly, realizing it was one of the lamest excuses he had ever concocted.Charlotte raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued but not fully satisfied. "A white cat, you say?""Yeah," Ryoshu stammered, nodding a bit too vigorously. "It just caught my
"Wow, looking over this list again, it's clear just how impressive Amemura is. He scored an incredible 600 points, outpacing Midnight by a substantial margin of 100 points!"Ryoshu'sRyoshu's friend exclaimed, eyes wide with amazement as they reviewed the freshly printed results. The numbers were still crisp on the page, highlighting Amemura's name at the top with a bold score beside it. Ryoshu, however, seemed preoccupied as he fumbled with a newspaper he had just picked up."This... just came out... I didn't have a chance to hear the scores earlier, but... it doesn't," Ryoshu muttered, his voice trailing off as he opened the newspaper. He was soon engrossed, his eyes moving methodically across the columns of text. Despite his initial nonchalance, he found himself compelled to read each word meticulously. A sense of helplessness washed over him as he realized he had no choice but to absorb every detail. The weight of the information bore down on him, making him feel like he was being
"Well, I only got 200 points, so I'm ranked 13th. But Katia got 235 points and is ranked 11th," Charlotte sighed, her eyes scanning the paper in her hand with a mix of disappointment and resignation.Seeing the sadness on his friend's face, Haruki felt a pang of empathy and immediately sought to comfort her. His voice was gentle yet filled with a determination to lift her spirits."Both of you were so close, weren't you? If it hadn't been for those demon worshippers causing trouble at the end, our whole group might have made it into the top 10," he said, trying to inject positivity into the situation.Charlotte nodded slightly, appreciating his effort but still feeling the sting of their narrow miss. "I'm not so sure about that... but we should still celebrate the 2... no, now 3 of us who made it into the top 10! Maybe we could go out for dinner tonight... have a little party or something?"As she spoke, Charlotte absentmindedly twirled a lock of her shiny golden hair around her finge
They walked through it unharmed, and not only that, they managed to carry on a lively conversation, smiling as if they were taking a casual stroll. The air was filled with their laughter and light-hearted banter, starkly contrasting the tense situation at hand. "Do you think we'll be alright?" one of them asked, their voice tinged with curiosity and concern.Ryoshu's mind was racing. He vividly remembered the second scene, every detail etched into his memory, and knew he had to act swiftly. The weight of urgency pressed down on him, his thoughts a chaotic whirl as he considered the implications. "I hope the scene hasn't progressed too far… I need to hurry…" he muttered under his breath, feeling the pressure mount. Without wasting another moment, he took a deep breath and plunged into the invisible curtain that separated him from his goal.The instant he entered, an eerie sensation washed over him. Once responsive and under his control, his body began to betray him. It was as if an u