Kore wa Zombie desu ka? Volume 8 Chapter 2

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Chapter 2 – Subordinate = “He’s Kinda Like a Piece of Garbage!”

Chapter 2: Part 1A

With Saras in tow, I soon found myself near the East-A region or whatever it was called, but I found myself at a loss for words near the entrance, and came to a standstill.

The density of people here was insane. If we got in a line, we would probably end up moving forward at a snail’s pace.

Similar to as if I was in an arcade, I could hear various music playing out from all sides, and the chorus of human voices around me was more annoying than a thousand cicadas chirping in the summer.

The convention hall was wrapped in a steamy heat that made me want to take off my down jacket, but Saras proceeded to enter without any fear.

“Let’s proceed. Follow me!”

Saras spoke in her usual, commanding tone.

“Ooooooooohhhh!!!” And her Shinsengumi began to push people aside and force their way into the hall.

What a show of force. But this way, we were able to get inside.

I also thrust myself into the crowd, like Moses proceeding into the parted Red Sea.

Where was the target? I moved forward, making sure not to lose sight of the backs of those Shinsengumi jerseys.

It seemed as if things were proceeding without issue.

But then, the Shinsengumi stopped moving.

And pandemonium broke loose.

“T-This is… this isssssssssssss?!?!?!”



What the hell?! What the hell was going on over there?!

I couldn’t see anything but the backs of other people, but shouting echoed all around me.

“Nyahaha! Would you expect less from a genius like me?!”

… Hm? This voice…

This was the voice of a notorious troublemaker and freeloader at my house. It was Haruna’s voice.

I see. Where there’s trouble, there’s Haruna.

I probably should try to do something here…

Whatever was happening here, it was the fault of one of my house’s freeloaders. As the head of the house, I had an obligation to act here.

Sobered by this odd sense of duty, I brushed aside the people in front of me and walked forwards.




Why the hell did I have to be suffering through this at the very end of the year?

Was this what it was like trying to push through a completely full train? Nah, here it was like everyone else was moving as one, and the more they did that, the more I was being a pain in the ass.

I felt people push against me, scrape against me, bump into me at all angles. This must be what it felt like to get thrown into a washing machine. I tried to wedge my body in between the people in front of me and move forwards, but I made no progress at all.

I guess I had no choice but to use my zombie powers.

“Sorry~ ~. Sorry~ ~. Coming through~ ~. Sorry…”

I used a bit of force and split the wall of people in front of me, before I suddenly became aware of something odd.

Nobody was glaring at me at all.

This was quite a breach of good manners. I was ignoring the line of people and trying to force myself through, but I didn’t even hear so much as someone clicking their tongue at me.

Rather, everyone’s eyes had contracted into little hearts.

What the hell was going on…?

Well, it’s not like I was going to complain. This was all for the better. I could get through like this.

Although, I don’t know if it was because of the dense crowd, but the air here seemed rather thin…

With great effort I inched forwards, trying to steady my breathing as I parted the wall of people. Until finally, I caught a glimpse of Haruna’s impertinent face.

Haruna was a masou shoujo who had come from the magical world Virie. Just by looking, I’d give a rough estimate of her height at around 1.45 meters. Her most iconic physical trait was a bouncy ahoge that protruded from the top of her head.

Her body was that of a young girl who had yet to develop at all. Her eyes were giant and round like a cat’s. And her mouth seemed perpetually fixed into this saucy little grin.

If she kept quiet, one might think she was just a cute little middle schooler.

The steamy heat of the area was making it quite hot for New Year’s Eve. Maybe that was why Haruna was wearing a camisole as she smacked a banana onto the desk in front of her. (1)

The crowd gathered in front of the sales area was now so thick that I had no idea where the crowd began or ended.

“Only one hundred copies left! Let’s start the auctions at five hundred yen!”

Bang bang bang. Haruna smacked the banana onto the long desk in front of her. Her ahoge bounced happily from side to side. The people around me in black jackets raised their hands one after the other, matching the rhythm of Haruna’s banana drum solo.

“One thousand! One thousand two hundred!”

She was holding a damn auction… that’s why people were all stuck here, squished like pancakes.

I glanced to the side, where I saw some guys reading some doujinshi.

Was that Haruna’s doujinshi they were reading?


One of the guys reading the books yelled out, a look of ecstasy washing over his face.

I had no idea why exactly, but everyone was stopping next to their booth and shouting “Moee!” Even the people manning the sales booth right next to Haruna were looking at the doujinshi in a trance.

It’s not like I would be complaining if they weren’t causing a problem here, but this ruckus wasn’t making me very happy.

I continued to apologize as I moved forwards, before I finally found myself standing in front of Haruna’s booth.

I had only moved a few dozen meters, but I was completely exhausted.

Was this what it was like during rush hours on the trains? I had to pay my respects here to all those poor salarymen who had to go through that twice every day.

Haruna’s eyes blanked out in confusion at seeing me suddenly appear in front of her.

Like an exhausted boxer, I let my arms limping hang down along my sides before calling out to Haruna.

“Haruna… what… are you doing…?”

I could barely catch my breath.

“What are you getting so worked up over?”

Haruna gave me a daring smirk.

I took a deep breath. Talking to Haruna took a lot of calm and patience.

“Answer my question.”

The ahoge-wearing little girl proudly snorted at me.

“I’m selling stuff! Ayumu, you buy some stuff too!”

“I won’t buy anything. Just stop making such a fuss over here.”

“I need lots of money, ya know!”

“For what?”

“For good lucking guy lace, of course! Duh! Pay attention!”

Mmm, I don’t think I’ve ever understood an answer less than this one in my entire life.

Good lucking… what?

She was probably thinking about doing something strange again. I guess I was a bit curious how lace came into the picture, but…

I honestly didn’t understand about eighty percent of what Haruna did.

It was pointless to try and figure it out too.

“Anyway, stop raising a fuss over here.”

“We’re going to have New Year’s noodles later so you better look forward to it! Nyahahaha!”

It didn’t look like she had any intention of paying attention to me anymore.

I sighed. Sighed and sighed and sighed and sighed.

In any case, I should probably search for the root cause of this disturbance and put a stop to it.

Exactly what was going on here…?

I looked around me.

“T-This is?! Impossible! Something like this…”

I saw a guy in a Shinsengumi uniform pick up Haruna’s book, his body trembling. From that uniform… he was one of Saras’s fans.

His breathing grew coarse as he flipped through the pages.

And then…


He yelled out and fainted.

Hey hey, you okay over there? He didn’t even seem to try and prepare himself for the fall, but just fell flat onto the floor and began to roll around.

I tried to call out to him, but…


He was rolling around with a full smile on his face. Like a child.

… Okay, I guess he was fine.

Now that I took a good look around, there were quite a few people acting like that.

Was this why this area was so blocked up?

What the hell was happening here…? Ugh.

“Seems like the moe is too strong and they’re all being burned up by it.”

One of Saras’s Shinsengumi gulped. I noticed Haruna’s book in his hands.

All over the place, people were shouting out “moe” and collapsing to the floor. Seeing this sight unfold around me, I couldn’t help but ask the Shinsengumi next to me a question.

“There’s a lot of vocab being thrown around here I’m not too sure of, but basically, what is ha-”

I turned to look back at him, but he had already fainted.

Honestly, my opinion of this situation was pretty clear and concise:

What a bunch of idiots.

I decided to test it out though and picked up the sample book in front of me, flipping through it.

T-This was…?!


Unable to control myself, I threw my head back.

What a wonderful manga this was. I could feel the word “moe” run not only through my head, but through my entire body.

Moe was engraved into every page… no, every single panel of this cunningly crafted work.

It was borderline pandering in a sense. But either way, it was a truly moe school romantic comedy set in Kyoto.

One might be tempted to call it rather simple, too… but the workmanship was masterful, and all the fat had been cut out.

The sample book also cut out at an incredibly good part.

Nobody could blame me for wanting to know what happened next.

As expected, Haruna was a genius.

When it came to this kind of stuff, nobody could hold a candle to her.

Although, exactly when had she found the time to make something like this?

The quality was rather high for something made off the cuff. This kind of work would be impossible without careful painting of backgrounds and location research.

A wall of people as still lined up in front of Haruna’s sales booth. Although, it would be weird to call this a line. People were fainting left and right like they were at a Michael Jackson concert; it would be impossible to form a line in this chaos.

“Thirty-two hundred!” I heard Saras also join in on the auction in the midst of all that.

Members of her Shinsengumi also were surrounding Haruna’s doujinshi with a bewitched look on their faces.

… What the hell were they doing?

Even though they were in danger of getting squashed into pancakes, they began to crab walk back towards Saras.

“Thirty-five hundred, sold! Bam!”

Bang bang! Haruna smacked the desk in front of her and passed one of her doujinshi to a bespectacled guy.


Dammit. He’s so lucky… agh! What am I thinking right now! It was just a random book that Haruna put out, come on.

Haruna stood on top of the desk, beginning to toss the remaining doujinshi down onto the floor like some glorified Edo-period newspaper official passing out special editions.

“Alright! All the rest is part of the splendid Haruna Festival banquet! Go on, pick them up! Pick them up! Nyahahaha!”

This girl was trying to start something again…

“Get one at whatever the cost!”

“All hail Kirara-tan!”

You guys, stop making it worse!

Everyone around me raised their hands up and bounced up and down, like they were at the climax of a live concert.

And everyone who managed to get their hands on one of the doujinshi let out a roar of great ecstasy.

Ugh… those lucky…

Agh! What was I…?!

Staying here too long was dangerous for my sanity. I had to get away… get away right now!

I had confirmed the cause of the ruckus. Everything would probably die down once the book sold out.

And if I stayed near Haruna any more than this, I myself might fall prey to the moe-ness.

There should’ve been one more place where something bad was happening.

I had to go check that place out too.

But, did I have the will to resist? To resist… the moe. The moe that might come attacking me again.

“Yo, Aikawa-kun.”

I heard a middle-aged voice call out to me and I turned around.

And I saw a guy wearing a lab coat.

His chin was covered in a stubble and his eyes looked sleepy. He was lightly lifting a hand to me in greeting.

This person was our class’s substitute homeroom teacher. His true occupation though was being the chieftain of the vampire ninjas, and in Virie he was also called the Demon Baron. He was quite an impressive person.

So, why was a person like that in a place like this…?

“You… what are you doing here?”

I didn’t want to see him here. I sent him my best glare.

“Ahh, so my daughter really wanted this doujinshi here…”

I looked at his shirt sleeves, which were painted red with blood. And then I saw he was holding onto a copy of Haruna’s doujinshi in his hand… ugh, now I’m jealous.

“The chief himself had to come all this way for something like that?”

“Ayaka isn’t considered a full vampire ninja yet. So she has to stay back in the village. Also, all the squads I sent out burned up with moe and completely forgot about their mission.”

I see. So when Saras said her squads had been annihilated, she meant that they had been killed by moe and had forgotten what they were there for. What a useless lot, vampire ninjas…

“Ayaka-san… that doesn’t sound like a very vampire ninja name. Wait… the vampire ninjas that give themselves those weird, cool-sounding names like Seraphim or Sarasvati or Mael Strom… is that because they were otaku?”

“Yeah. And before a vampire ninja is considered an adult, they can’t receive a proper vampire ninja name. And they also can’t leave the village before then.”

So they were stuck in the village. And so they became otaku. And I remember Tomonori had also mentioned something about them having to wear chainmail all day.

“Hm, but Tomonori had said the chief’s daughter was here today or something… ah, could it be that the reason Sera and Saras are here buying doujinshi is because Ayaka-san had ordered them to? And that means Ayaka-san is also in the conservative faction?”

“Yeah. Aikawa-kun is pretty sharp. Kinda like Ariel. Yeah… seems like while I was gone Ayaka has been using quite a bit of authority back in the village…”

“Hm… but I could’ve sworn I saw your daughter around here earlier…”

“You were probably just mistaking her for someone else. Ayaka was still a spoiled kid back then, and that’s why the vampire ninjas split into two… but I’ll make sure she follows our laws just like the other vampire ninjas from here on out.”

“Laws, huh…? You guys have really weird laws though. Like, were you the one who came up with the idea that a kiss with the opposite sex is a marriage contract?”

“Well, that was something I decided after talking with Genkunrou and the others… vampire ninja women are strong, you know. Many of them aren’t married. If we didn’t have a law like that, they’d be tempted to just continue being single. And if we didn’t have other laws to restrict people, then you might see a lot of vampire ninjas start committing crimes… people change when they have power, after all.”

“I admit I’m pretty jealous of the vampire ninja men.”

“Not so fast. Be aware that if they are not married, men cannot suck the blood of anybody but other men. Do you understand? Rest assured that blood from blood banks is quite unappetizing.”

In other words, single men in the vampire ninja clan could only kiss other men and suck blood… wow, how I pity them.

I let out a dry smile, and the Demon Baron also gave me a light chuckle.

“One book left! Who wants it?!”


The waves of excitement were reaching their fevered climax over by Haruna. She was standing on top of the desk, both her hands thrust into the air.

To think that things could’ve gotten even more frenzied…

“As expected from the biggest genius to come out of Virie since Ariel.”

“Yeah. Although she’s also an idiot.”

“Did you look through this earlier?”

The Demon Baron held out Haruna’s doujinshi at me.

“Just a bit.”

“How was it? Were you sucked in by its charm?”

“Hm? Well……… I guess……….”

I couldn’t bring myself to be honest, so I decided to give a really vague response.

“There’re magic used in this book that isn’t even developed back in Virie. Everyone who reads it falls into a trance.”

So, all this fuss was because of Haruna’s magic? Even though she didn’t have any magical energy right now…

“Is there any way to stop it?”

“I mean, it’s not like it’s doing much harm. Actually, everyone seems quite happy about it. But if they could adapt this kind of magic to other purposes, then they would be able to invade the Underworld fairly easily, would they not?”

“That’s quite something. So… did you come here to tell me that?”

I just realized that standing still here and talking like this was pretty rude to everyone else trying to get around, so I started to walk.

The Demon Baron also followed after me.

“No, actually. So, Naegleria Nebiros’s boob- cough hack!”

“Uwah! Don’t spit out blood in the middle of a crowd like this! That’s so rude!”

I pulled the Demon Baron by his hand and slipped out from the crowd.

“Ugh! But boob- cough cough! Can’t stop thinking about- cough hack! I’m getting too exci- cough cough cough! I have to sto- cough hack hack!”

God, how much exactly are you thinking about boobs?! Well, it’s not like I can blame him though. Nene-san’s boobs were explosively huge.

“Actually, I was just looking for Nene-san. But I have no idea where she is.”

I shook my head. But then I stopped in my tracks.

Wait a second. I knew now that all this fuss over here was being caused by Haruna’s doujinshi.

But then, Naegleria Nebiros (aka Nene-san) also had Haruna help out with her own doujinshi.

So, could it be that some weird magic was involved in Nene-san’s doujinshi too?

I had never gotten a chance to see the parts of Nene-san’s doujinshi that Haruna had drawn.

In other words, the other area where there was a big ruckus going on was…… hmm, this was definitely possible.

But, then what should I do?

“Something wrong?”

“Well, I think I might have a bit of an idea where Nene-san might be… right. You have the ability to move from shadow to shadow, right?”

“If you want to take the easy way out here, I can’t really just go along with it. It might’ve only been temporary, but I was your homeroom teacher.”

“You still are, aren’t you?”

“No no, starting from the third school quarter Chris is going to come back. I’m actually here today to negotiate with Naegleria Nebiros, to see if she might consider helping Ariel a bit. But I saw you here before I found her so I wanted to come over to thank you. For talking Chris down like that, you know.”

Helping Ariel… Dai-sensei… and he wanted Nene-san to do it? Hm, that means…

“Are you trying to get her wrapped up in another coup d’état?”

“I’m under doctor’s orders, so I can’t say anything more.”

I had been pleased that the crowds around us were thinning out a bit, but then in front of me I again saw an area where people were flattened like pancakes.

And over there I saw Nene-san and a girl wearing armor selling books.

The girl had silver hair and pale skin. As well as blue eyes. Her name was Eucliwood Hellscythe (short form yuu), and she was the pride and joy of our home, a necromancer who couldn’t take off her plate armor or gauntlets no matter where she went.

So cute.

The bewitching woman next to her was Nene-san. She was always wearing tank-tops and other clothes that left very little to the imagination, but today she was wearing a fluffy turtleneck.

And her breasts… we might be far away and looking at them through this giant crowd of people, but even then they were so incredible that the Demon Baron was in danger of hacking up blood.

So I’ve finally found her. Now all I had to do was say hi and buy a book…

“Ahh, I’ve never actually seen them this close before, but they are quite somethi-… cough cough hack!”

Ugh, there he goes again. Honestly, this was even worse than hanging out with a drunk.

I seem to recall that this guy coughs up blood so much because he had once opposed the queen of Virie.

I should probably make a note to never do that.

I saw a number of people who were yelling about “moe” and collapsing to the ground, just like back at Haruna’s booth.

But, the doujinshi they were looking at was not the same book.

I recognized the cover.

Indeed… this was the doujinshi I helped make. It was Nene-san’s book that depicted the time when Yuu was still in the Underworld.

As I thought, Haruna must’ve done something to that book…

“Cough cough hack hack!”

“Come on, you had to talk to Nene-san, right? Let’s go.”

“Nah, I can’t get any closer. Ugh, those things… they’re just mankillers… cough!”

“Wait. Why the hell did you come here for then?”

“You go talk to her. I’ll just stay here and-… hack cough cough! And I’ll just watch.”

The Demon Baron pressed a hand to his face and headed for the wall.

Wait, was it just me or did he have a nosebleed? I have to say, it was refreshing to see him bleed from an orifice that was not his mouth.

Just like back with Haruna, I parted the wall of people and moved forward.

“My my, if it isn’t Aikawa-kun~~. You came at a good time. A knight in shining armor, you are.”

Nene-san waved at me and welcomed me.

Her breasts bobbed from side to side. Damn, they made that turtleneck look sexy…

And that turtleneck almost looked like they were ready to burst. No wonder people called those breasts “explosive”…

Boy did I feel that explosion coming too. In my loins, I mean.

I went up all the way to the table, when the armored girl held out a memo pad to me.


I couldn’t feel any emotion in her expressionless face. Her eyebrows didn’t even twitch a millimeter, nor did her lips move at all. But I felt sadness in those words on that memo pad.

This girl possessed such a tremendous power that she couldn’t ever let her voice out.

She couldn’t even show any emotion, but had to live life looking like a doll with her facial muscles locked in that expressionless mask.

After all, she was one who calls death…

It had been around half a year since we had met, and I had found myself bit by bit becoming able to understand her feelings.

“Oniichan, I wanted to see you so bad! Come on, help usss~~. Puhleeeeeze?”

That’s probably what she was feeling, right? What a cute girl. I had to help her right away.

“Sure, I’ll help.”

I answered with a smile and picked up some doujinshi.

Each copy was 500 yen. Pretty cheap…

I ducked under the table and moved over to Nene-san’s side.

“These are selling awfully well, aren’t they? Maybe it’s the part Haruna drew?”

I spoke up to Nene-san as I began my duties as a salesperson.

A customer came up to us looking like a lifeless doll, put a single 500-yen coin on our table, and then picked up a book.


Nene-san smiled and thanked the customer, but the customer didn’t respond.

He just yelled out “moeee~~!!” and collapsed.

“Something feels a bit off today, doesn’t it?”

Nene-san cocked her head to the side.

Because of Haruna, everyone is becoming addicted to the moe.

Oh? So Yuu noticed it too. As expected.

“U-Umm! Are you Nene-sensei?!”

Another guy nervously called out to Nene-san.

It seemed like he wasn’t under the effects of Haruna’s doujinshi. He was acting relatively normal after all.

“Yeah, I am.”

Nene-san smiled in return.

“I’m a huge fan! C-Can I shake your hand?”

“Yup yup yuuup~~.”

Nene-san stood up and enveloped his hand with both of hers.

The guy let out a pure look of bliss. Well, I guess anybody would get weak in the knees if they could shake hands with a girl as cute, beautiful, and sexy as Nene-san.

He bought three copies of Nene-san’s book.

Thank you.

Yuu showed him her memo pad, and shook his hand with her own gauntleted hand.

It seems that as a special treat, people who bought three books could also shake hands with Yuu.

Ugh, now I wanted to buy the books too!

“Why, THANK you.”

I looked at the guy as he took Yuu’s cool hand into his own as I thanked him with the most threatening voice I could muster, my brow furrowing into deep lines. The guy took one look at me and let out a small shriek.

I probably looked like a thug right now.

Honestly, I personally wanted to give him a proper smile and all that, but when I saw him looking so happy after shaking hands with Yuu, my smile just naturally changed into a threatening one.

There were very few things that could make me as jealous as seeing someone else touching Yuu’s cute hands.

We continued like that, the three of us selling quite normally to everyone who wanted one copy of the book.

But, without fail, whenever someone asked for three…

Thank you.

Yuu thanked them and shook their hands. And…

“Why, THANK you!”

Then they found themselves on the receiving end of my threatening smile.

This doujinshi was set in the Underworld, when Yuu was still there.

Yuu probably felt some measure of emotional attachment towards the content.

So, it’s not like I could just tell her to not shake anybody’s hands, and I didn’t want to ask her why she wanted to do something like that either.

In a situation like that, who could blame me for giving off such an threatening smile to people?

Ayumu. Your face looks scary.

“Hmm… I guess I’m just having a hard time not looking scary for some reason…”

“Aaahaha, you’re as strange as always. You look like a wild boar right now, you know.”

“Eh?” Hearing that, I noticed that at some point I had started unconsciously jutting out my chin. I held a hand to my mouth and massaged the tension out of my cheeks.

Okay. I feel better now.

I could go back to happily being a salesperson now.

Although, I had the feeling that even without me Yuu and Nene-san could hold down the fort here just fine by themselves.

“Okaaaay~. Thanks than…. zzzzzzzzzzz”

She fell asleep! She fell asleep with a smile still on her face!

And of course, when the person handing you a book just falls forwards like that, our customer also looked quite shocked. I began to shake Nene-san by her shoulders, partially because I wanted to also reassure our customer.

“Nene-san, Nene-saaan!!”

Nene-san’s eyes opened and she sleepily looked around.

“Agh! That was way too close. I wasn’t sleeping, okay? Umm, so, where were we? Right, how to tell apart the Kudou brothers…”

I see. Nene-san was probably suddenly falling asleep all over the place, so in reality it was Yuu alone who was here selling the books. In that case, I really had to do my best here to help out.

Welcome, everyone~~! One book is five hundred yen~~. Thank you very much~~.

Everything was going swimmingly. I could get through this just fine, I thinkthought, and all while having a perfectly charming smile on my face.

It also looked like Nene-san’s book was going to sell out soon.

Oh? Another guy just bought three copies.

Thank you.

Yuu shook his hand, and his eyes went hazy with happiness.

“Thank you very much.” I also spoke to our customer, but in a cold voice.

Well, at least I didn’t sound as threatening as I did before. I was able to get out a proper thanks this time.

“Aaahahaha. There’s that boar smile again. I don’t think I’ve ever seen something quite like this before. Someone who starts looking like a boar when they get jealous, I mean.”

And Nene-san was laughing at me now. I had furrowed my brow and jut my chin out without noticing it again.

Are you angry? = “Oniichan’s awesome even when he looks scary!”

I was angry…. maybe? I really didn’t understand exactly how I felt right now, so I couldn’t answer her question.

“Ahah, so cute.”

Nene-san let out a happy chortle as she looked back and forth between Yuu and me.

“Please stop teasing me.”

“Zzzzzzzzz…” She completely ignored me and just fell asleep!

At last, we sold our last copy and I breathed a single sigh of relief.

Nene-san hunkered down deep in her chair and let out a nice, long stretch.

It was the refreshing stretch of a person who had just woken up.

Honestly, though, girls stretching was an absolute wonderful sight to behold. They bent their backs and raised both hands up over their head, making their breasts all the more pronounced and beautiful. Also, hearing them going “hnnngh” while they stretched and then listening to them breathe heavily afterwards was so sexy.

Ayumu. Your upper lip is jutting out. = “Oniichan’s pretty cool even when he’s being pervy!”

So first my chin, and now my upper lip? Maybe I had some kind of disease that made me lose control over the muscles on the bottom half of my face?

“Okay, I’m cured now.”

Yuu, her face as emotionless as ever, began to cup and push at Nene-san’s ginormous breasts from underneath.

Ahhh, how soft those things must be. Guhehehehe.

“Pretty sure you’ll never cure something like that no matter how long you live.”

Nene-san shrugged, clearly resigned.

Now that she mentioned it, I noticed my upper lip was jutting out again, and so I held a hand up to cover my mouth.

It seemed that I tended to behave weirdly when I was in front of people from the Underworld. Although, I seemed to be fine with vampire ninjas…

Hm, I guess I have to be more careful from now on.

“Ah, right right. Nene-san, there’s a guy here who wanted to ask you something.”

“Fueh? Who?”

“This guy people call the Demon Baron. He’s also the chief of the vampire ninjas.”

“…. Ah, right right. Eucliwood, he’s one of your friends, yeah?”

Subordinate. = “He’s Kinda Like a Piece of Garbage!”

So he was Yuu’s subordinate? Wow, poor guy… ha ha ha. Being someone’s subordinate even though he always looks so proud of himself and carries around that big title of his… I’ll have to be sure to tease him about it later.

“So what’s Aikawa-kun to you?”


…………………….. Okay. Well…………. okay. I tried to cheer myself up with the cute Yuu in my head, who translated that to “He’s my oniichan!” But I just got sadder.

“So, that guy wants Nene-san to help him out with getting rid of the Queen.”

“The Queen, hmm… can we really beat her? I don’t want to get turned into a middle-aged man like Chris.”

“They seem to be laying a few preparations for trying though.”

“Well, I think if it was a one-on-one battle, I’d be able to manage, but… I don’t really wanna go up against all those masou shoujo. That just sounds like a huge pain… but I’ll think about it.”

“Okay, I’ll relay the message then.”

“Yup yuup~.”

Nene-san gave me a quick wink and a chuckle.

W-Wait. Right there in the crowd…

I suddenly caught a glimpse of a little girl wearing a tiara in the middle of the crowd.

Lilia. Was she lost again?

I began to call out to her and walk over, but I tripped. I guess it was a bad idea to suddenly start moving without checking where you were walking…

Bam. Squish.

I was a zombie, so I felt no pain. So when I fell, all I felt was warmth and softness.

“Uwahh. You’re a brave one, aren’t you?”


I had buried myself in Nene-san’s bountiful, natural airbags. I tried immediately to get back up while Nene-san softly stroked my head.

It seemed that Nene-san was the type to forgive people no matter what they did.

I honestly would be surprised if I ever saw her get angry.

Premeditated. Guilty.

“It wasn’t on purpose!”

“Yes yes, sometimes guys are just super lucky like this.”

Nene-san smiled at me and pat my head consolingly. It really made me want to just fall asleep right there, but…

“Okay, that’s the end of that. So, what happened? Falling over so suddenly like that…”

Still smiling, Nene-san gently pushed me away from her.

“Ah, I saw someone I knew over there, so I wanted to go see her…”

“Someone you knew?”

I couldn’t see Lilia anymore, so maybe I should look around for her a bit? It seemed like things had settled down over here anyways.

Yuu sat there as silently as always, as emotionlessly as always, with her eyes as expressionless as always, with her eyebrows not twitching in the slightest, with her mouth thinned into a straight line… but she pouted her cheeks a bit.

So cute.

“What are you doing?”

Trying to act jealous.

Yuu’s face went back to normal, but I grabbed her chin and jut it outwards.

“This is how you act jealous.”


“I think only Aikawa-kun does that!”

Nene-san sent me off with a warm smile on her face as I left to search for Lilia.

Chapter 2: Part 2

I went out of the hall and looked all around me.

I had wanted to talk to Lilia for just a bit, but where in the world had she gone off to?

Both Haruna’s doujinshi and Nene-san’s doujinshi had sold out.

The crowds had thinned out quite a bit compared to when the day had begun, but it was still quite crowded.

Ugh, exactly how long was it going to be like this? Next time I come, I’ll be sure to get a good look at the catalogue beforehand and plan my comiket out a bit better.

Nearing the escalator, I caught sight of the Demon Baron, who was staring blankly up at the ceiling. I walked over to him.

“Oh, Aikawa Ayumu-kun. How are you?”

“I just came back from talking to Nene-san. She said she’ll think about it.”

“That is quite a good response. I suppose Aikawa-kun really does have a special connection to beautiful girls.”

“Speaking of cute girls, have you seen a little girl with pretty blonde hair walking around here?”

“I don’t even want to think about that.”


“I do not have many fond memories of pretty girls with blonde hai-”

Thump. A girl bumped into the Demon Baron’s white coat.

“Howawa! I’m sorry!”

Sorry? That voice… I timidly took a glance over.

As I thought, it was her. She was bowing again and again towards the Demon Baron.

And the Demon Baron looked speechless upon seeing this girl.

“You…. why are you here…?”

He looked pale. Maybe he had spat up too much blood?

“T-That’s… I should be asking you that! Sorry!”

She had blonde hair and was wearing a dress that looked like some kind of cosplay. And there was a tiara above that sparkling, pretty hair of hers. She also was holding onto a stuffed lion… it was Lilia.

Did she get lost again?

“Isn’t this your daughter?”

I found Lilia to be quite charming as she stood there bowing again and again, but the Demon Baron seemed to have a different opinion.

“So, you mistook this girl for Ayaka? Mmm, well that doesn’t make me feel great. Makes me want to spit up blood, honestly.”

The Demon Baron scratched his head as he looked all around him.

“W-W-W-W-W-Why… Demon Baron-san… uuu, what should I do…? This is just… umm, I’m sorry!”

Lilia hugged her stuffed lion close and hid her face behind her hands.

“I’m the one who should be asking you the same thing…”

The Demon Baron was fidgeting around, almost as if he really had to use the toilet.

“Well, even if she isn’t your daughter, it sure looks like you know her.”

I looked back and forth between the two of them as they both fidgeted around.

“Umm… sorry! I think I… really should…”

Tremble tremble. Fidget fidget. Lilia looked like she was deciding whether she should say what she wanted to say, but then she seemed to make up her mind and looked straight at the Demon Baron.

I felt my throat lock up at the sight of her beautiful eyes.

“Sorry… but could you please die for me…?”

This little girl had uttered something quite outrageous, with a hint of apology in her voice.

My eyes widened at this shocking development, while the Demon Baron’s eyes narrowed.

“What the hell… oi, exactly who is this girl here?”

I quickly asked the Demon Baron, who’s face had tightened considerably.

“The Queen… Lilia Lilith.”

“Eh? Queen… wait, you don’t mean the Queen of Virie, do you?”

“Yes, of Virie.” The Demon Baron sounded quite in despair as he nodded quickly at me.

Seriously?! Okay, I guess I had a vague suspicion that this was the case, but considering where we were right now I had dismissed the thought as impossible… what the hell would the Queen of Virie be doing in a place like this?

“D-Demon Baron-san… u-umm, well… ummmm… are you going to run away?”

“Well, probably…”

A girl like this was the Queen of Virie? As usual, Virie was a strange place indeed…

“A-Ahh, okay… sorry. I’m gonna… gonna use that forbidden magic, okay? Umm, sorry. Or I guess… umm…”

The minute the Demon Baron heard that, he sent a fist flying at Lilia.

And so I unconsciously caught his fist.

“Aikawa-kun!” The Demon Baron had been looking calm up until this point, but now he looked dead serious. I was taken aback by his expression.

“Well, I just thought you probably shouldn’t go and punch a girl like that all of a sudden…”

Queen Lilia spread her arms open and dropped her lion.

A hexagram of light shone from the ground, and a wind began to blow around us.

Lilia began to chant strange words in a low voice that I could barely hear.

Her body lifted off the ground, an orange light began to flow from the hexagram on the floor, and her clothes sparkled pink.

It was like Lilia was singing a song.

A quiet song in a language I’ve never heard.

“Looks like it’s begun.”

The Demon Baron clicked his tongue and mumbled.

“What has?”

“This spell takes fifteen minutes to chant, and after that a huge area around us is going to get blasted away. It’s a forbidden spell that only the Queen can use.”

“Can’t we just use your power to help us escape to safety?”

The Demon Baron’s vampire ninja powers allowed him to conveniently move from shadow to shadow. If we used that, then we could probably get all the people here to a place of safety in an instant.

“We’re talking about an area that’s probably the size of the American continent. I don’t think we’ll be able to pull that off in fifteen minutes.”

………….. Eh?

“You’re joking, right?” I really didn’t like saying that, but in this situation I honestly couldn’t say anything else.

“That’s exactly what I said too the first time I saw this spell.”

“Why the hell are we standing around and talking about this? She’s not stopping, so hurry up and stop her already!”

“I mean… I don’t think with my strength I can do much about this anymore.”

“Why? Weren’t you moving to stop her just a minute ago?”

“Why don’t you take a look?”

Hearing the Demon Baron’s words, I turned to look at LIlia.

The lion she had been holding onto had turned giant, and its front legs… paws(?)… were lifted off the ground.


S-So cute!

That thing had been cute when he looked like a kitten too, but now it was more like the size of a cougar, even though his face was still that of a stuffed animal.

Yes… he was just as cute as a Megalo.

“This is the Queen’s masou weapon, ‘Fuurinka-nyan.’ Because of this guy, that coup d’état that Chris and Ariel tried to start ended in failure.”

“Because of this guy…”

Masou weapon. I’d heard that phrase before.

“The Queen isn’t actually that strong. In fact, if Ariel and Chris were here, they’d be able to take care of her handily. But I’m pretty powerless to do anything here.”

It was as if the Demon Baron had lost his spirit of battle.

“In that case, I’ll just do this myself then!”

I’ll just go plug up her mouth so she stops chanting. I leaped up onto one of the circle booth tables and was planning a zombie jump that would take me over the head of the lion, but…

“I strike fast like a cat. Myaaan~.”

Fuurin-nyan suddenly appeared before my eyes and swung at me grandly like a bear fishing for salmon.

And I was sent flying away, looking like a stage actor hanging from wires during a fight scene. I moved through the air like Mike Powell doing one of his famous running long jumps and slammed into a wall.

Then came the followup attack.

“I invade like a cat.”

Fuurinka-nyan stabbed my body with its claws.

“Myan~.” Stab.

“Myan~.” Stab.

“Myan~.” Stab.

This thing really showed no mercy, did it?

Now I had holes in my chest and abdomen. He was honestly trying to kill me, wasn’t he?

I couldn’t muster up any strength anywhere in my body. As I slid down to the ground, Fuurinka-nyan suddenly vanished.

I coughed up a bit of blood. That damn lion thing. He was pretty nasty for being so cute.

But, why had he stopped halfway through his attacks?

Thud. Thud.

I heard thud after thud, as if something was crashing repeatedly into something else.

Taking a look, I noticed that the Demon Baron was collapsed against a wall and spitting up blood.

Similarly, I saw many people donning black mantles getting thrown at the wall one after another.

It seemed that the Demon Baron had called for the help of the other vampire ninjas in order to stop Lilia.

After all, there was conveniently a bunch of vampire ninja squadrons in the hall next door.

This sudden turn of events had caused pandemonium within the ranks of the normal people around us.

Well, obviously that would happen though.

Ugh, stop screaming and wandering around. It’s not like you can see Fuurinka-nyan from where you are.

“What is going on?!”

The one who had shouted that was none other than a small girl with an ahoge sticking out her head.

Haruna? What was she doing here?

“Who dares interrupt my annual Haruna Festival?! I’ll never forgive you!”

You’ve only been in this world for half a year, you know…

But I saw a burning fighting spirit residing in those large, cat-like eyes of hers as Haruna glared at Lilia.

I picked myself off the ground, holding my pierced abdomen as I headed over to Haruna’s location.


“Gross! What happened?”

“That Fuurinka-nyan masou weapon did me in.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Her ahoge warped into the shape of a question mark. Did she not know about Fuurinka-nyan?

“I’m talking about that lion the Queen of Virie has.”

“Hmm… why’s something like that in a place like this?”

Did Haruna not know about the Queen at all? It really sounded like she just didn’t have any interest at all into what was happening.

“Well, I don’t know why actually… also, you don’t know about the Queen?”

“Not at all. It’s not like a random school student could just go and meet with the Queen, so I never cared too much.”

I could’ve sworn I heard a tinge of bitterness in her voice. But well, I guess she made sense. I doubted I’d be meeting the Emperor or the Prime Minister any time soon either.

So Haruna had probably never made the acquaintance of the Queen either.

“You sure you didn’t just forget about it?”

“I’m a genius! If I meet someone, if I go somewhere just once, I’ll never forget about it!”

Ok, sure. That ability certainly did sound like something a genius would have, I suppose.

So, I guess she really had never met the Queen and didn’t much care either. It certainly was like Haruna to think like that.

“Anyways, we have to do something about this ruckus first.”

“Guess it’s Haruna to the rescue again. Leave it to the genius, ‘kay?”

“Okay, I’ll leave it to the genius.”

Haruna gave me a pearly white smile.

And then, she held up her own doujinshi high into the air before sucking in a deep breath…

“Everyone quiet down! Feast your eyes upon this doujinshi!!”

“Moe” “Moeee~” “….. Moeee…”

The screaming all around us stopped, and everyone turned their eyes to focus on Haruna.

She honestly looked like a religious leader standing there like that.

“Everyone, follow me!”


Like the Pied Piper of Hamelin, Haruna lured all these guys wearing their black jackets to her with her doujinshi.

To think her doujinshi would be useful at a time like this…


It seemed that Fuurinka-nyan had realized something strange was going on. But if it wanted to try to stop Haruna, then I wouldn’t let it. That thing might send my head flying, or might continue to pierce me from every angle, but I would show it that no matter how many holes it put in my body, I would endure through it.

After all, I was a zombie.

“I strike fast like a cat. Myaaan~.”

Fuurinka-nyan dashed for Haruna. And in what great form; he almost looked like an athlete with his elbows bent at perfect right angles and his arms swinging back and forth with grand motions. His knees lifted far off the ground as his tail swung from side to side.

I felt myself collapsing in on myself at the sight of his speed.

But then a spray of water attacked Fuurinka-nyan from the side. The water reminded me of what would happen if you turned a hose on with the hose nozzle blocked and then suddenly allowing all the water out at once.

“I stand fast like a cat. Myaaan.”

Fuurinka-nyan stopped in his tracks and didn’t budget an inch as the water flooded him. It looked almost like he was in the middle of playing around with water guns.

“Take this chance to attack him too! My darling!”

Ah, so it had been Saras. Her long black hair fluttered behind her as she stood there in her cute pink outfit and black stockings and tights.

And there was also that pitch black mantle she was wearing, the proof that she was a vampire ninja.

She was holding a blue, almost transparent sword in her right hand. Saras had the ability to change water into blades. The water that had hit Fuurinka-nyan was also probably razor sharp. Although the razors hadn’t seemed to do much damage.

Got it. I’d take this chance to punch Fuurinka-nyan as hard as I can.

I had to use my zombie powers now. The monstrous powers that allowed me to far surpass human limitations.

I kicked off the floor and thrust myself at the lion as he stood there with a happy-looking expression on his face.


I was using three times the power that humans should be able to exhibit. My ferocious attack struck him right in his guts.

But Puurinka-nyan didn’t budge an inch. Ripples emanated out from the point of impact as he absorbed all my force into his body. It almost reminded me tossing a rock into a water’s surface.

This must’ve been the same kind of banner I had seen time and time again.

To put it simply, none of my attacks would get through.

Chapter 2: Part 2b

“First chant confirmed. Technique activated myan~.”

Wait… what did he say right now?

“What did you just say?!”

I knew I shouldn’t expect any kind of response from him, but I still had to ask.

I had heard those words before. They were words I had never wanted to hear again.

Before I could help myself, I ended up launching another punch at Fuurinka-nyan.


Once again like a bear fishing for salmon, his big right paw came swinging down at me, but suddenly a water-like arrow pierced that paw.

That was probably Saras’s doing. She had aimed at Fuurinka-nyan’s paw to stop him from attacking me.

But… Fuurinka-nyan didn’t seem to pay any mind to the arrow at all and continued to swing his paw down at me.

I took his attack with 350% strength.

The floor under me began to crack as I tried to stand my ground.


Fuurinka-nyan cocked his head to the side. Was he surprised that he hadn’t sent me flying?

“I invade like a cat myan!”

Fuurinka-nyan’s eyes glowed.


That light was so bright….. I felt my body getting more and more sluggish…..

Was that light coming out of his eyes the same as sunlight?

It would be an understatement to say that I was weak to sunlight. I was probably as strong as a three-year-old infant right now. And if I got swatted away while I was like this…

Ah, look, I’m flying again. I had the feeling that if I struck the wall like this I’d just end up crashing all the way through it. Fuurinka-nyan seemed to only attack using this pattern… but I admit it was effective albeit simple.

I braced myself for the impact with the hard wall… but instead I was wrapped up in a soft feeling.

The soft body of a girl had stopped me.


“Are you alright, my useless darling?”

“You caught me? Thanks…”

Saras gently stood me back up.

“I do not need your gratitude, my darling. In fact, I am quite happy I could find a way to legally reverse sexually harass you.”

“So you were aware of it then?”

We exchanged a grin. And then, we turned together to once again look at Fuurinka-nyan.

We could see guys and gals donning black mantles being sent flying one after the other.

It was like I was watching a sport where the goal was to hit balls at the wall.

It was the same attack every time. The same movements every time. But nobody could stop Fuurinka-nyan.

The vampire ninjas would launch an attack, just to be repelled back. I could also see the form of the Demon Baron in the midst of this battle.

Even when he was attacked he didn’t spit up any blood. Huh. But he had spit up so much just because he had thought about boobs…

“Even so… that creature defies all logic.”

Saras grit her teeth and mumbled.

But let’s think about this all from a different angle.

That thing… we wouldn’t be able to beat him. So, that meant, we should be aiming for…

“Saras, I apologize, but could you attack him for me one last time?”

Perhaps it was because of that sunlight, but I wasn’t really regenerating very quickly here.

“Darling. I just do not see the point…”


“On one condition.”

“If we don’t beat him then everyone is dead. So I’ll do whatever you want. As long as it’s within my abilities.”

I said that without thinking about it too much.

“…… Can I go over to darling’s house?”

“Huh?” Her request came as a complete surprise, so I couldn’t really say much else.

“I am asking you if I can go over to your house to have fun sometimes.”

What the hell was she saying…? I probably looked pretty confused right now, but Saras’s eyes were dead serious.

“It’s not like I mind…… that’s all you want?”

“Yes. For me… that is worth risking my life over.”

Saras suddenly gave me a smile, and I couldn’t help but be entranced by her.

It seemed that I was also weak when shown a beautiful face.

For just a moment… I felt like I had fallen in love.

But it was only a moment, okay…?

“Sure then, you can do what you want. That’s assuming you come back alive, okay? … Ugh, how can you be so lighthearted right now?”

“Oh hoh? But you have a plan, don’t you? My darling~~.”

Saras blew me a kiss and crouched down before launching herself into the fray with a water sword in each hand.

I followed right behind her, and once I saw Saras cut at Fuurinka-nyan… I went right after Lilia.

600%. I held my fist aloft, ready to attack this glowing little girl with all my strength.

“Lilia! Stop right now! Or I’ll punch you!”

Lilia continued her chant, looking like she might break out into tears at any moment.

Wait, but if you really didn’t want to do this, then seriously just stop…

If you give me that teary look like that… do you really think I can still punch you?!

I reached out, aiming to clamp my hand over her mouth.

But, the minute I touched that orange light, my arm burst into flames.

…… So there was a barrier around her.

“I strike fast…”

I heard a voice behind me and felt a chill run all down my back.

I was swatted away from the side and sent flying all too easily again.

That damn Fuurinka-nyan… we had to do something about that guy.

It looked like not a single vampire ninja was left standing anymore. Even Saras seemed to have lost consciousness.

At least Haruna seemed to have led all the normal folk away, so there was nobody else around.

“Second chant confirmed. Black Hole Degeneracy has begun myan~.”

Black hole? That did sound like it could blow the entire American continent away. I had to really do something to stop this… but what exactly?

Fuurinka-nyan was sitting on the floor. He didn’t seem to consider me a threat at all. I admit it was a rather lion-like thing to do.

It didn’t seem like Sera or Tomonori had realized what was going on either. Well, I don’t think they could’ve helped here even if they came over though.

I then saw the Demon Baron next to me, coughing and spitting up blood.

Just like me, he had been reduced to the state of a torn-up dishrag. I called out to him.

“You look like you’re doing well. You alive?”

“You too… so, what should we do here? The second chant has been confirmed. That leaves us with around eight minutes.”

I had been wondering what the “chants” that Fuurinka-nyan mentioned were about, but it seemed like he was reacting to Lilia’s words.

“Can we do something about that orange light there?”

“The Queen is being protected by Fuurinka-nyan. So as long as we do not defeat Fuurinka-nyan, we won’t be able to make any attack connect with her. But Fuurinka-nyan also constantly has a defensive barrier around him.”

Ugh, this was irritating.

“He’s really quite strong, but… would Chris or Dai-sensei be able to do something if they were here? In terms of being hopelessly strong, I would think Chris has the upper hand here…”

“Ahh, Fuurinka-nyan has a program that allows it to suppress the movements of people from Virie. If Ariel or Chris were here, they would be reduced to nothing more than coffee tables in front of him.”

So they would get pinned to the floor and wouldn’t be able to move.

I see. So he was used to dealing with the best and the brightest in Virie.

“In other words, only someone who isn’t a masou shoujo would be able to beat him?”

“Exactly. But that someone has to be at least as strong as a masou shoujo.”

“We have to do something before she transforms…”

“Unfortunately, the Queen has already transformed. Or maybe, it would be more precise to say that for masou shoujo, transforming is the same as ‘becoming like the Queen.’ And Lilia is historically the first masou shoujo. You remember that you chant a spell when you want to transform, right? That chant implicitly includes the idea that the chanter wants to become like the Queen.”

If all you had to do was want to be something to be able to transform, then anyone and everyone would be able to be like Superman.

“… But I’m a masou shoujo but I was able to punch that thing.”

“Fuurinka-nyan probably can only suppress pure masou shoujo. Aikawa-kun doesn’t have a drop of masou shoujo blood in him, so he can probably still make his attacks connect.”

Probably… huh? Ugh.

“Leave the rest to the genius bishoujo demon baron masou shoujo Haruna-chan!”

A little girl with an ahoge appeared with a chainsaw in one hand. It was almost as if she had been waiting in the shadows for the right moment to show herself.

Well, I don’t think Haruna would really be able to help here, but… hm. She was an expert at barriers. Maybe she could help dispel that barrier around Fuurinka-nyan…

“Aikawa-kun… stop her.”


“Don’t let that girl fight with the Queen!”

“I mean, even if she challenged the Queen she would just end up getting killed.”

“Just hurry up and stop her! Make haste! Right no-…” Cough cough!

Uwah! My eyes opened wide as the Demon Baron coughed up a huge amount of blood as his yells pierced my ears.

What the hell was wrong? Why was he getting so worked up?

I stood up and spoke up to Haruna as she began to face off with Fuurinka-nyan.

“Haruna, let me have the chainsaw. I’ll do it.”

“Hueh? It’s rare for Ayumu to want to transform.”

“Well, we don’t have much time.”

Haruna passed me the chainsaw, and I began to chant the words I had unfortunately become quite used to.

“Nomobuyo, woshi, hashitawa, dokeda, gunmiicha, de, ribura!”

I was draped in a pink outfit that was actually quite fitting for Comiket, but instead of thinking too much about my embarrassment I launched myself at Fuurinka-nyan.

“I strike fast like a cat… myan.”

After speaking with that stupid voice of his, Fuurinka-nyan swept his paw at me. I tried to guard myself with my chainsaw, but my body still easily bounced away.

I wasn’t a match even after I had transformed.

My my, the world was a big place.

It’s a bit weird for me to be saying this, but when I wore this gross outfit I was really strong.

But there were still plenty of people who were stronger than me even when I was in this form.

Although, this time it wasn’t a “person” we were talking about, but a “lion.”

Now that I thought about it, even when I was fighting Chris I was no match for her despite being transformed.

If only Chris were here… ah, but that wouldn’t do much in this situation either.


Fuurinka-nyan didn’t show any emotion at all. He was just a slaughter machine, sweeping away everyone who tried to approach the Queen with all the feeling of an innocent child squashing a bug.

After I had transformed, my defensive powers went way up, so I found myself able to stand up again very quickly.

But how many times did I have to attack him before something got through?

As many times as it would take, I guess. There wasn’t much time, and I also couldn’t give up here.

Come on, think… I had to think here. There had to be a way out of this.

Fuurinka-nyan opened his maw wide, as if he was yawning.

A beam of light shot from his mouth.

So he had attacks other than that paw sweep of his?! Was it because I had transformed?

Light was bad for me. But before I could dwell on that thought too much, I saw the bit of my left arm above the elbow disappear, along with a chunk of my left abdomen.

Ah… lasers sure were hard to avoid…

What should I do? Could I actually even recover from this?


Here it comes again… this time it would be a direct hit, wouldn’t it? My head itself was about to disappear, wasn’t it?

That’s what I thought, but suddenly a shadow appeared in front of me.

It was a girl standing in front of me.

A girl wearing a turtleneck.


She was sleeping! This situation was completely out of control, and here she was counting sheep!

She had her hands held out in front of her and swayed from side to side. She looked like she was about to topple over at any minute. But, either way… Nene-san had come to help.

Fuurinka-nyan sent out another laser beam, but Nene-san just stood idly in front of me with her hands thrust out before her, not moving an inch.

The laser beam made contact with her hands. But her face didn’t show the slightest bit of reaction, and I heard not a single sound as she stopped the attack.

Nene-san had the ability to cancel out any and all kinds of magical attacks.

If she touched a masou shoujo, she could instantly dispel their transformation as well. So of course she wouldn’t bat an eye at a little laser attack like this.

“Agh! I wasn’t sleeping, I swear. Not at all.”

Nene-san turned to look at me and gave me a smile.

“Oh my, if it isn’t Nene-san. You came at a good time. Knight in shining armor, seriously.”

“Aha~. Sounds like something I might’ve said before. But really, you aren’t looking too good right now, are you?”

I felt the air slowly reattaching my left arm to my body.

My arm might’ve gotten burned off by lasers, but as long as that arm still existed in the air I probably would be able to regenerate. I didn’t really understand the specifics behind it, but… well, either way, it seemed I would be okay.

Meanwhile, Nene-san stroked me on the head like a parent trying to comfort a child.

I saw a pair of bountiful breasts right in front of my eyes, breasts that were way too big to even be properly hidden by that turtleneck.

“Behind you!”

But despite my warning, Nene-san just continued to smile and didn’t budge.

“I invade like a cat… myan.”

Fuurinka-nyan’s devilish paws came down at us.

I closed my eyes, not watching to watch those rough but cute paws send Nene-san’s body flying.

But, even though I waited for it, the sound of a body colliding with a wall never came.

I timidly opened my eyes again, and saw Nene-san had grabbed onto Fuurinka-nyan’s paw.

She had stopped it? Stopped Fuurinka-nyan’s attack?

Nene-san’s body became transparent. I saw a bouncy afterimate of her huge breasts.

And then, she unleashed a spinning kick right into the cute face of Fuurinka-nyan.

The impact of her kick was enough to easily tear Fuurinka-nyan into two from his midsection.

His cotton stuffing burst into the air.

S-So strong…

This was the strongest being of the Underworld. They said that the masou shoujo couldn’t beat her no matter how many of them there were, and she had been bestowed with the title of “S-class.”

It seemed that even Fuurinka-nyan wasn’t a match for her.

Nene-san approached the glowing Lilia.

“If you let that attack loose… I won’t forgive you, okay?”

This was Nene-san we were talking about, a girl who was incredibly tolerant and would forgive anything. So her words sent not only a chill down Lilia’s spine, but down mine as well.

“S-Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!”

Lilia stopped chanting, bowed her head over and over again, and then vanished.

It all had happened in the span of seconds.

What an anticlimax… I just stood there and stared at the scene in amazement.

“How did you… that easily…”

“As expected. When she realized she couldn’t win, she didn’t waste any time before running away. She’s timid and humble… that is how she managed to be the Queen of Virie for so long. She doesn’t act unless she’s absolutely sure about the outcome. That is her strongest trait.”

“But if she just wanted to be sure to kill you, she didn’t have to start chanting that right in front of us…”

“But she knows about my powers. And knows that if she does this in front of us, I probably would lose the will to run away… more importantly, she probably wanted to just make sure she killed me with her own eyes.”

I see. Certainly, if she wanted to kill the Demon Baron, she didn’t have to go so far as to blow up the Americas. So she ended up doing that and doing that right in front of us because she wanted to be certain that she killed him.

“Well, anyways… thanks for your help, Nene-san.”

“Zzzzz…” Yup, she was asleep.

“Nene-san, Nene-san!”

Naegleria used too much of her energy. She probably will not wake for ten days.

It was Yuu. Was she still here? She didn’t run away? It’s a relief that she’s safe then.

“It didn’t really looked like she was using up that much energy though…”

“That is how dense the magical energy was in Fuurinka-nyan’s attacks and defensive barriers. Ugh, I’m getting too old for this… my entire body is aching…”

The Demon Baron spat out blood and slowly stood up.

“But if we can do this much, then shouldn’t the coup d’état succeed pretty easily too? I mean, we were on the verge of beating her right there, right?”

I offered the Demon Baron my hand and pulled him the rest of the way to his feet.

“Ahh, I never knew that Naegleria’s powers had gotten so strong… honestly, I wish I hadn’t learned about that today.”

“Why? Doesn’t it give you hope? As long as Nene-san is there, you can pull off a successful coup, right?”

I next walked towards Saras. I hoped she hadn’t kicked the bucket on me.

“The Queen will probably improve her masou weapon and come at us again. We know how strong Naegleria is now, but that applies to the Queen as well. Knowledge forms the basis of everything. When we discovered the existence of the masou shoujo, we invented the Megalo and even the vampire ninjas.”

“Now that you mention it… that thing’s eyes had been shooting out sunlight. Maybe… just maybe… could that’ve been a way to deal with the King of the Night?”

That person had once travelled to Virie to assassinate the Queen, but he became frightened and came back.

So he had challenged her once. I put a hand close above Saras’s mouth. It seemed like she was still breathing. Thank goodness.

“So, you’re saying all today will do is force her to come up with a way to deal with Nene-san?”

I looked at Nene-san as she lay on the floor and slept soundly.

The Demon Baron also paid her a glance.

Nene-san had been able to score an overwhelming victory over Fuurinka-nyan, but she ended up falling right asleep. The Demon Baron was probably thinking about how she could fit in to a successful plan to stage a coup.

“But this is quite wonderful. I never thought that she would be…” Cough cough hack!

The Demon Baron coughed up a huge amount of blood.

“I’ll definitely… cough cough! have her… hack hack!… fight with… cough hack hack cough!”

He probably was thinking about her breasts and getting too excited.

Shouldn’t he pay more attention to his doctor’s orders…?

Geez. Maybe I should go donate some blood in front of the station.

Not just for him, but also for the vampire ninjas… maybe.

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