Chapter 205: The Angels' Plan
Walking home, Hachiman's mood was exceptionally good. He was confident that he had left a profound impression on Yumiko today, and his next step was to gradually deepen that impression.
With these thoughts in mind, Hachiman pushed open his front door.
"I'm back."
"Welcome back, Onii-chan."
As he entered the living room, Komachi, wearing an apron and holding a spoon, greeted him with a smile.
Setting down his backpack, Hachiman also sat on the sofa to relax.
Komachi, who had run over, lay down on his legs, looking like she wanted to be petted.
While petting Komachi, Hachiman, feeling apologetic, spoke to Komachi in the kitchen.
"Thanks for making dinner, Komachi."
"No problem. You take care of me usually, so it's nice to return the favor, Onii-chan." Komachi smiled.
"But why did Onii-chan come back so late today? Did the club get a new request or something?"
Due to the peculiar nature of the Service Club, when there were no requests, Hachiman could often return home earlier than Komachi. However, if there was a new request, the situation could be different, as was the case today.
"Yeah, the club recently took on a request to help improve someone's tennis skills, so these days, we've been assisting with training," Hachiman nodded.
"I see."
Hearing his words, Komachi also nodded.
"Yukino-neesan is amazing, persistently engaging in these acts of helping others for free."
Wait, Yukino-neesan?
Hachiman found Komachi's choice of address a bit strange. They had only met Yukino once at the beach, so why was Komachi so familiar?
Perhaps this was just how girls formed friendships.
As Hachiman pondered this, Komachi's voice reached him again.
"But can you really assist with tennis training, Onii-chan?"
With a hint of skepticism in her gaze, Komachi looked at Hachiman, who, in response, continued to pet the cat on his leg, smiling confidently.
"Don't worry, Komachi. Your Onii-chan here is a tennis master now. Tennis? Piece of cake. Anything else, I can pick it up in a snap."
And it was true. With the[Learning]module maxed out, Hachiman could quickly acquire any skill. Despite not focusing on things like cooking or kendo, the[Learning]module reached level six first.
Given the ample time spent in school, even if each class provided minimal proficiency, over a year, it accumulated enough.
Therefore, he could swiftly become proficient in anything, even sports he had never tried before.
Moreover, if there's anything he wants to learn, he can simply load the module. With regular practice, it won't take long for him to completely master it.
But telling this to Komachi, he knew she probably wouldn't believe him.
"Hmm, Onii-chan just loves to brag. Saying he's a tennis master when I've never seen you practice."
Seeing her skepticism, Hachiman didn't bother to argue and continued petting the cat.
After petting the cat and seeing Komachi off to the kitchen, he reached for his cell phone, brought it to the sofa, and engaged in chats with his girls. Following those conversations, he settled in to watch anime, specifically choosing "The Legend Of The Nine Tails," all the while looking forward to Komachi completing her cooking.
Before long, dinner was ready.
"Let's dig in—!"
With the pre-dinner announcement, the siblings began their evening meal.
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At 8 PM, in Gabriel's room.
The lazy angel, deeply engrossed in a game, felt a disturbance in the holy light and glanced up. Soon, a figure emerged from the halo of holy light – silver hair and ample bosom – it was Raphiel.
As the holy light faded, Raphiel opened her eyes and greeted the lazy angel still absorbed in gaming.
"Hey, Gabriel, good evening."
"Yeah, good evening." Gabriel replied languidly, continuing her game.
Observing Gabriel's state and surveying the somewhat cluttered room, Raphiel couldn't hide a hint of helplessness.
"Gabriel, can't you tidy up your room? It's too messy."
"Cleaning up is too troublesome. Vigne will come and help me tidy up in a few days."
Hearing her friend's response, Gabriel continued playing the game, casually replying.
"Using Teleportation so casually is against the rules of the heavenly realm, you know."
In response, Raphiel smiled faintly.
"Don't worry; this bit of convenience at home was negotiated for my sake."
Gabriel recalled that, unlike herself, Raphiel hailed from a well-known and prestigious family in the heavenly realm, likely with established connections.
Tsk, the privileges of the elite class.
Clicking her tongue, Gabriel continued her game.
Taking a seat, Raphiel brought up the purpose of her visit.
"Concerning Hachiman and whether he is the Hero, how do you plan to approach it, Gabriel?"
Bear in mind that the heavenly realm highly values the Hero. Whenever a Hero emerges, angels are dispatched to guide them.
Indeed, the heavenly realm bore the responsibility of maintaining world stability, as Heroes were invariably exceptional individuals. Without proper guidance, their actions might inadvertently wreak havoc on the world.
There have been cases where a Hero, without proper guidance, ended up becoming a Demon Lord, leading to the destruction of the world.
"Well, Hachiman and I share a class, and his home is just across from mine. I'll seize an opportunity to test him."
Gabriel, engrossed in her game, muttered comments about the gameplay.
"Positioning, come on, position properly."
"How can you still get hit by this skill?"
"Too noob, tank, go pull aggro."
"Do you guys know how to play at all, such a bunch of noob teammates."
"..."
Seeing her like this, Raphiel sighed helplessly. This matter rested solely on Gabriel's shoulders. First, she and Hachiman weren't acquainted, and second, it would be more convenient for Gabriel, who shared the same class with him, to take action.
"So, Gabriel, I'm counting on you for this matter."
With those words, Raphiel activated her Teleportation once more. A burst of holy light flashed, and she vanished.
Watching Raphiel disappear, Gabriel paused her game, her eyes flickering as if contemplating something. After a moment, she immersed herself back into the gaming world.
Little did she anticipate that the awaited opportunity would arrive so swiftly.