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Bonus(1/1)
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Chapter 102: Class 1-A; Honoka? Umi? Kotori?
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The night passed in silence. In the blink of an eye, the next morning arrived.
Sensing movement beside him, Seito slowly opened his eyes. He saw Amou kirukiru already out of bed, stretching her arms and showcasing her perfect curves. If Seito weren't so groggy, he might have found it hard to look away.
"You're awake," Amou said.
"Mm..." Seito rubbed his aching head and squinted. "Go have breakfast with Kanade. I'm going to sleep a bit longer."
He closed his eyes again. Accustomed to his habits, Amou left the bedroom to help Kanade Tachibana in the kitchen.
Time ticked by until it was around 7:20 AM. By then, Kanade and Amou had already left for school. Seito finally dragged himself out of bed, straightened up, and changed into his school uniform. After a quick grooming session, he used Spatial Movement and vanished from his home.
Sobu High School.
Seito strolled lazily into the academy and headed straight for his classroom. Without a word, he sat down at his desk in Class 1-D and immediately went back to sleep. His classmates didn't even blink; they were used to it.
Lunchtime arrived before he knew it. Finally having slept his fill, Seito woke up naturally and stretched. Before he could move, he felt a finger poking his shoulder. He turned around to see Shoko Nishimiya standing there, her bright eyes fixed on him.
{Seito-kun, my mom told me. She wants me to join your guild.}
Shoko communicated via sign language. In this class, only Seito could understand her; everyone else relied on the notebook she carried. Seito, however, had learned sign language back in elementary school.
"Alright. Join the guild tonight," Seito replied, mirroring the sign.
"Wait just a minute!!"
Kaguya Shinomiya's icy voice cut through the air, drawing their attention. "Yesterday you poached two people from my guild. Today, another one? What do you think this is—a training academy where people graduate just to join your guild?"
Kaguya was genuinely fuming. In just two days, Seito had snatched away three of her members. At this rate, her guild was going to collapse.
Seito grinned. "Why don't you just join my guild too?"
"..." Kaguya's eyelid twitched. The sheer shamelessness! Is this really the time for jokes?
Just then, a certain idiot with a bandaged arm walked in through the back door. It was Hidetoshi Tabata. "Seito, Amou-san wants you next door."
"Coming, coming!" Seito called out. He glanced at Kaguya's lunchbox, swiped two sandwiches, and bolted out of Class D.
Kaguya stood there, stunned. She had never expected her lunch to be stolen in broad daylight. Anger bubbled up, and her expression turned frostier than ever. This won't do! I have to teach him a lesson! She sat back down and began plotting her revenge.
Class 1-E.
Seito followed Tabata into Class E, where they ran into Iori Kitahara eating lunch on the teacher's podium.
"Iori, come here a sec," Seito beckoned.
Iori walked over, looking confused. Seito leaned in with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Listen, brothers. Two new 'Officers' joined our guild recently—classmates of mine from Class D."
"Yeah, so? Kirito and Hachiman? What about them?" The two looked at each other, not following.
Seito pulled two packs of spicy strips (latiao) from his pocket as a "bribe." "I need you guys to give them a... warm Fatui welcome. Take good care of them."
Seito could already imagine Kirito's and Hachiman's cool personas crumbling. If they were infected by the "idiot virus" of the diving club...
Kirito, laughing maniacally: "Starburst Stream—I give up on treatment!"
Hachiman, with a twisted grin: "I'm a human suicide bomber!"
The thought was glorious. Iori and Tabata accepted the snacks with satisfied smirks. Iori pointed at Seito and chuckled, "You little... I see what you're doing."
Poaching classmates just to ruin them? Classic Seito.
Seito then sat down across from Amou. She handed him a pair of chopsticks. "Finally. Eat up."
"Here, for you." Seito handed her one of the "borrowed" sandwiches and took a big bite of the other. For some reason, stolen food always tasted better.
As they ate, Amou mentioned, "I heard there's a performance this Friday afternoon. The school's idol group is going to sing."
"Oh? Who is it?" Seito asked, his interest piqued.
"The group is called μ's (Muse). I think it was started by Honoka Kosaka from Kanade's class. I heard they even invited some upperclassmen."
Holy crap! Honoka? Umi? Kotori?
Seito's eyes lit up. He suddenly felt a surge of energy. He shoveled the rest of his food down and stood up. As for where he was going? To see the "Little Idols," obviously!
Amou stared in shock at his empty plate. He ate that fast? She shook her head and continued her meal in peace.
Class 1-A.
Seito stepped into the room with practiced ease. His eyes scanned the room, but he didn't see the idol trio immediately. Instead, he saw a bunch of familiar background characters. Naturally, the arrival of a student from another class drew the attention of everyone in Class A.
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Thank you for reading.