Well, nothing important happened after that.
Rias just told me, "From now on, come to the ORC clubhouse after classes."
Turns out the place we got teleported to was just our school—one of the older buildings.
By the way, they don't have good naming sense.
What do you mean by Occult Research Club? ORC? I can only imagine fantasy orcs now. I was half-expecting Shrek to walk in now.
Anyway, I went home.
The first thing I did was flop onto my bed.
One of my better investments so far—soft, comfy, perfect for collapsing on after dealing with red-haired nobles and cruel face-to-face live murder.
But now? I realize I could probably just buy some magical anime bed with temperature control, massage settings, and a built-in lullaby function.
I mean, now I could get a magical bed with many more features.
Anyway, after some time I got up, although today was exhausting with all the things going on, I gotta do my job.
Today, I plan on posting a few light novels from the world to my website.
This world seems underdeveloped on intense work.
Like, they don't have Attack on Titan or Death Note.
The weirdest is the magical girl series they got it's just too childish.
I decided to give this world a bit of a heart attack.
How? By making Magical Girl Raising Project, of course.
Now the world will have to read a novel of magical girls dying here and there.
Honestly, I'm looking forward to seeing the chaos.
I also posted a few more like Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Magical Girl Site, Day Break Illusions, and Yuki Yuna is a Hero.
I turned their happy-go-lucky sparkly magical girl genre into a full-blown emotional war zone.
Blood, despair, tragedy—coming soon to a bookstore near you.
The magical girl genre is about to go from "sparkles and rainbows" to "existential dread and body count."
As it's completely new, I just turned a whole happy-go-lucky childish magical girl theme project into an actual deep, mature, and horror now.
Too bad I can't make an anime alone... Though I will make them later.
Anyway, after posting it, I went to sleep.
The next morning, like any other Monday, I dragged my unwilling mind and body to school.
The only cool part was realizing that I'd seen an actual death yesterday, had my worldview shattered… and was still going to class the very next day.
Talk about hardcore school life.
Well, too bad nothing seems out of the ordinary for the school.
Classes went as usual, and I had lunch on the rooftop with Koneko, who stayed silent as always.
Suddenly, I felt someone pulling my shirt quietly.
I turned to find her looking down, avoiding eye contact.
I was confused, but her next act made me even more confused.
Then she shoved a bag of snacks at me.
…Is the world ending?
This girl treats every piece of food like a national treasure, and she's giving me a whole bag?
It was wrapped in cat-themed packaging, clumsily tied like a gift.
"Thank you for… saving me yesterday," she mumbled.
"Though I didn't need your help."
And with that, she left without looking back.
Finally, it clicked to me that she is just a bit shy that I saved her, and she hasn't thanked me yet.
But what does she mean by she didn't need my help?
Is she strong?
Actually… that would explain why I lost at the arcade.
Yes, it's not me who was weak.
It's just that the opponent was an overpowered devil in a literal sense.
I open the gift bag.
It was filled with cat-themed chocolate cookies, though some were burnt a bit others were cracked.
A home-made cooking.
To think my first time being gifted cookies by a girl would be like this…
Well, not bad at all, but what should I do?
Now I had a dilemma—treasure them forever, or eat them before they spoiled?
After wasting ten minutes thinking about it, I finally took the obvious route: take a photo.
So I took a photo of it.
Yes, this common-sense idea failed to appear in my brain, wasting a whole 10 mins of my life for the simple decision.
Anyway, after taking the picture, I decided to taste one.
It wasn't really a food wars level, but certainly it was sweet, too sweet maybe.
It's good, no special critique needed.
Honestly, I just like the idea that someone thanked me.
I don't remember when was the last time someone ever thanked me for anything.
"…"
Damn, no need to be sentimental.
I will take care of myself, so just do whatever I want, don't think much of it.
I take a deep breath to calm myself down.
Soon, the lunchtime would be over.
I should just focus on eating it quickly and getting back to class.
Spoiler alert, I was late for the class.
Well, I gotta stand out for the whole class cause of that.
Sigh, I am someone who got a dark god on my side, but I am punished like this.
When will I get my freedom to do nothing at all!
Later, after all the classes were done, Koneko went to the Occult Research Club.
Inside, Akeno was pouring tea for Rias, who was sitting on the sofa, reading a medium-sized book.
Koneko sat down and started munching on the treats from the table without saying a word.
Finding nothing better to do, I pulled my laptop out of my inventory and started working on my new novels.
They suddenly looked surprised at me.
"What?", I said.
Then I realized I fucked up again.
I never told them about my inventory after all.
Rias, suspicious: "Where did you take that laptop from?"
I told her a lie like it was normal.
"Oh, the shadow monster in my shadow stores it for me so I can take it out anytime. No big deal."
I didn't think it was strange—they have magic storage stuff, right?
Well, although I don't know why they were surprised at that time, cause I was thinking in the lines of "don't you have some storage magic."
But the main problem was that they didn't detect anything, no traces of magic or any energy, not even a ripple in space.
Currently, without even knowing why they were surprised I started my work.
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