Chapter 84 Volume 4 Chapter 17: The Girl’s Afternoon Tea (Part 4)
And so, the afternoon tea began.
From Tianqi Sanluo’s point of view, this kind of activity was nothing but a waste of time.
If not for the seemingly unlimited black tea at hand—and the entertainment that was about to come—she wouldn’t want to waste even a moment of her manifested time staying here.
If this weren’t in Tengu City, she could have destroyed several cities in the time they had already spent.
Their conversation wasn’t anything special either—just trivial matters that would be forgotten almost immediately.
However, since Miku patiently responded to every single thing Shiori said, the atmosphere gradually became livelier.
And because Shiori herself got too absorbed in the conversation, she didn’t notice that the scenery outside the window was slowly dyed red by the setting sun.
Tianqi Sanluo, on the other hand, maintained the attitude of an outsider.
Whenever she was brought up, she would answer perfunctorily; and whenever Izayoi Miku focused her attention on Shiori, she would simply sip her tea and observe quietly.
Time passed, and Tianqi Sanluo was starting to grow anxious. She didn’t know when she would Lost, but she didn’t dare hurry them, worried that she would ruin the well-prepared show.
By the time Shiori noticed, the hour hand was already pointing at eight.
It seemed the group had been chatting for quite a long time.
*“This should be about it. My time is running out—I hope you two will hurry up.”*
Tianqi Sanluo thought to herself.
“Oh my? It’s already this late…”
“Sorry, I guess I got too into it…”
Just as Shiori saw the time and hurriedly tried to get up, Miku shook her head.
“No, I’m very happy.”
After saying that, she stared intently at Shiori.
Rather than being interested in the topics they had discussed, this idol was clearly interested in Shiori herself—otherwise she wouldn’t have chatted about such pointless things for so long with someone she supposedly didn’t like.
Feeling embarrassed, Shiori awkwardly looked away.
But Miku didn’t look away at all. Instead, she kept staring at Shiori for a long moment before finally speaking again:
“Mm, you really are wonderful. A type I’ve never met before.”
“Eh?”
Shiori froze mid-movement. What did she mean by that?
“Hehe… looks like the show is finally starting…”
Tianqi Sanluo had been impatient for a while now. Throughout the tea party, she had repeatedly seen Miku attempting to touch Shiori when she wasn’t paying attention, only to give up each time because Shiori stayed vigilant.
Judging from yesterday’s reaction, it seemed Izayoi Miku intended to bring this adorably cute “girl” into her massive harem at Rindouji Girls’ Academy.
If Tianqi Sanluo was right, the next step would be—
“Shiori, I like you very much. Starting tomorrow, please transfer to Rindouji.”
As if she had made up her mind, Miku nodded and said this.
“As expected.”
Tianqi Sanluo looked entirely unsurprised. She herself had been “taken in” in the exact same way.
It didn’t sound like anything too strange, yet the extremely faint trace of spirit energy mixed into Miku’s words was still detected by Tianqi Sanluo.
After all this time, she still hadn’t noticed Shiori’s special nature.
It seemed that although Izayoi Miku possessed the power to control people’s minds, she lacked the basic perceptive ability a Spirit should have—at least in Tianqi Sanluo’s eyes.
For example, right now, even without activating her Astral Dress or using her angel, without consciously focusing her mind, she could sense the enormous spiritual power within Itsuka Shidou.
Speaking of which, these Spirits’ abilities—as described in the information provided by the Kabbalah’s Tree of Life—were far beyond what they were currently using.
Although their total spiritual power would not increase simply by developing their abilities, their potential use of power was still much higher than what she’d seen.
Up to now, among all the Spirits she had encountered, only her ally Tokisaki Kurumi seemed to have maximized the development of her abilities.
The others merely fought using the surface-level powers of a Spirit, not even considering deeper development.
*Are these Spirits all idiots?*
They were constantly being hunted, yet never thought about getting stronger.
Even if their power was enough to crush the trash that wandered around everywhere—wasn’t wasting time on them a loss?
As for Tianqi Sanluo herself… well, she was already too strong to need any further development.
Besides, according to the Tree of Life, after the Ten Sephirot and the three Supernal Lights departed, the power of the Three Holy Pillars had weakened significantly, losing many abilities over time.
The abilities she currently possessed were practically the entirety of the Three Pillars’ remaining power.
So Tianqi Sanluo actually didn’t need to develop anything more.
Back to the topic—this level of spiritual influence, barely effective on ordinary people, had absolutely no chance of controlling someone with the vast spiritual power of Itsuka Shiori.
As expected, after hearing Miku’s abrupt proposal, Shiori widened her eyes in shock.
“Eh? …Transfer to… Rindouji Girls’ Academy?”
“That’s right. Please transfer.”
Perhaps worried that this level of persuasion wasn’t enough, Miku increased the amount of spirit energy she poured out.
“T-This…”
Shiori subconsciously tapped her earpiece—but nothing happened. Only then did she remember that Tianqi Sanluo had already crushed it.
With no help from
Transferring to Rindouji was not a good idea.
Miss Shiori might be very likeable, but he was, in the end, a boy. If he entered a girls’ academy like Rindouji, he would eventually get exposed.
Just as Shiori was trying to figure out a tactful refusal, Miku misunderstood Shiori’s silence as worry about the transfer itself. So she took a deep breath and continued:
“Of course, you don’t need to worry about tuition or grades—I’ll talk to the school for you. Ah, could you tell me your address and your measurements? I’ll have a uniform delivered today.”
Miku’s so-called “talk to the school” was really just mind control. She had used the same method to bring Tianqi Sanluo in back then.
However, unlike Tianqi Sanluo—who cooperated just to see the show—this blockhead Itsuka Shiori definitely wouldn’t.
“W-Wait, that’s not something I can decide so easily!”
Hearing Shiori’s refusal, Miku froze for a moment, then smiled and stood up.
She walked over to Shidou’s side and sat down.
Then, gently taking his hand, she brought her lips close to his left ear.
“Please, Shiori-chan~?”
It was a voice that sounded like soft pleading.
But the moment the sound reached her eardrum, Shiori suddenly felt an intense dizziness.
It was as if the words seeped in through his ears, invading his body and directly striking his brain.
The drunken, floating sensation spread throughout his consciousness, and in that strange trance-like state, Shiori almost agreed to her request.
But Shiori immediately realized that if this continued, things would become dangerously unpredictable.
So he bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to stay clear-headed.
Tianqi Sanluo, however, wasn’t impressed.
With such immense spiritual power inside him, if he still couldn’t withstand such a weak brainwashing attempt, then he had no right to keep living.
She might as well throw him to Kurumi and let her recycle that spiritual power.
“Even if you say that… I’m sorry.”
“Eh?”
Miku was surprised that Shiori still refused.
Then, after a moment of silent thought, she stared straight at Shidou.
“Shiori-chan? Are you… a Spirit?”
“Eh?”
The shock from those words was no less than an “Eren activating the Rumbling” inside Shiori’s brain. He reflexively let out a gasp of disbelief.
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