“Already the end of the semester? Time really flies.” “Ahh, no more exams. I finally feel alive again.” “How long has it been since we had a party?” “Have you picked out a dress yet? I know this secret atelier…” The classroom buzzed with excitement over the end-of-semester party. ‘A party, huh…’ It was the…

“I… lost… to someone like you…” Fssss— The demonic energy surrounding Teron crumbled into dust and scattered away. There hadn’t been anything particularly difficult about it. My stats were far higher than they should have been for this episode, my parry rate was a perfect 100%, and I even had a handsome face(?). More importantly,…

I clenched my fist. Getting Teron to ask for help of his own accord—that was the prerequisite for taking this path. ‘Because this strategy absolutely requires Teron’s cooperation.’ In a way, it had been the hardest condition to fulfill. Now that I’d cleared it, the road ahead should be smooth sailing. Except for the enormous…

“Guhk!” Teron staggered backward after taking a blow to the stomach. It clearly hadn’t been harmless, though, as a mouthful of blood came surging out. “Ghhh…” Teron lowered himself into a stance, ready to charge again. It seemed he still hadn’t regained enough of his senses to hold a conversation. No choice, then. I’d have…