“Yes, you heard me right,” Welt sighed, letting out a heavy breath as though trying to release the weight pressing down on his chest. “I only learned about it myself not long ago.”
“Cecilia who should have been long dead has appeared in St. Freya Academy. Right now… she’s probably unpacking her things in the teachers’ villa not far from here.”
After the talk segment wrapped up, the group moved on to a game segment.
They used a stopwatch to play a simple party game called “Hit Exactly One Second,” where each person had to press the timer at what they thought was exactly one second.
Having played it on the show many times before, Izumi Yuu confidently declared, “I’m definitely going to be the most accurate!”
Her result? 0.91 seconds—dead last among the group.
Inside the recording booth, Izumi Yuu was visibly excited.
“I’ve been following all the updates about Aoki-sensei and Kessoku Band lately. I’ve learned so many interesting things.”
She glanced over at Aoki, paused for a moment, and continued with a teasing smile:
“According to what you said before, and based on the videos floating around online, you’re ranked first in your year at Shuchiin Private High School... That’s amaz...
“Soft ramen will snap under a taut thread. You can’t weave a beautiful knot with it, and you’ll only end up tangling the silk into a mess.”
Kyousuke raised a hand and struck a thoroughly awful pose.
“So, sensei, if you want to get married, you need a man who can take your punch. If your blind date is the kind of guy who can deck a thief before you even swing.
How could that date fail? After knocking the thief flat, you two could happily chat about sparring and stri...
Today was the weekly airing of the popular radio show “Who Did Yuu-chan Invite Today?” — and as usual, the next episode would be pre-recorded in advance to allow time for editing and promo teasers.
About the show itself…
“Who Did Yuu-chan Invite Today?” was hands down one of the most popular Thursday broadcasts.
Hosted by the voice actress Izumi Yuu, the show featured a different guest or group ever...
Nagami had already experienced firsthand just how terrifying the Herrscher of Rice’s “Turn You Into a Useless Bum” authority could be.
Think about it: after the rice-cooking wife left St. Freya to join World Serpent, Kiana transformed into the valiant Valkyrie Ranger, mowing down enemies left and right, eventually evolving into Herrscher of Flamescion to Herrscher of Finality.
Bronya, after being separated from Mei, cleared the Quantum Sea and ascended as the Third ...
Cecilia’s expression froze, her face blank with disbelief.
“Huh? Mom, you didn’t know?” True Kiana clung affectionately to Cecilia’s arm, tilting her head in confusion.
But hadn’t Mom just explained to them earlier all the things Nagami had done during the Second Eruption? From that alone, it was clear she had met him more than once.
After Aoki’s identity was fully revealed, he had become something of a celebrity in his class.
Even after managing to politely turn down the numerous classmates who wanted to have lunch with him, curious glances still occasionally drifted his way.
And at that very moment—
When someone called out from the doorway with a loud "Kei-senpai!" —those glances turned into full-on stares.
The classroom wasn’t large to begin with, and a voice at that volume naturally cau...
A woman who had spent years begging the heavens for marriage but never getting it—if she didn’t have some self-comforting delusions.
She probably wouldn’t have made it this far.
Shizuka’s expression grew wary.
The hand holding her portable ashtray twitched, as if she was ready to make this cheeky brat in front of her experience what her “fists of love” felt like.
Hiratsuka Shizuka lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
It was then that Hojou Kyousuke noticed—she wasn’t smoking a slim ladies’ cigarette.
Normally, when a beautiful woman smokes, it gives off a certain sense of regret.
Like the older woman sitting alone at the corner of a small bar in a back alley on the outskirts of town, a glass of whiskey in one hand, a cigarette in the other.
“You idiot, that wasn’t a hallucination. When someone’s right in front of you, just say hi properly,” Hikigaya Hachiman muttered, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
Standing in front of him, his younger sister, Hikigaya Komachi, glanced back at Aoki.
After studying him again, a look of disbelief slowly spread across her face.
She turned to her brother and asked, “Wait... is this really suki-san?”
Saying “it didn’t stir up much buzz overnight” wasn’t exactly accurate—but it was true that the view count didn’t skyrocket until the following morning.
As mentioned before, Kessoku Band was riding a wave of popularity.
First, the collapse of Ges Band due to public backlash pushed Kessoku Band into the spotlight.
Many thought they would be buried under the controversy, but against all odds, suki-san turned things around with a single song.
Narrowing her eyes, Cheng Lixue studied the “Fu Hua” before her, suspicion flickering in her gaze. Her tone hardened.
“You… you’re not my master, are you?”
“What are you talking about?!”
The Herrscher of Sentience puffed out her flat chest, hands on her hips as she demanded in a girlish voice, “Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten what your master looks like?”
