Truthfully speaking, Aoi was somewhat daydreamy right now.
The new, unknown goddess who had never met him at school prior had suddenly emerged before him, and proceeded to utter something utterly unintelligible.
Simply put, when you are a sane individual, you would daydream in this moment.
She addressed him as, "Sir", which bore an uncanny similarity. Could it possibly be that the girl had recognised him?
Aoi found himself pondering, swiftly deciding on a conclusion. In fact, it was impossible. He had no recollection of this young lady, today was undeniably their initial meeting.
Aoi remained reflective for a time span equal to half a day. With no solution for his presence, he simply nodded in confusion and provided a response.
"I plan to study."
Kaytlyn quietly listened to his words, and the tone of his voice had nothing unusual about it.
It was as if he really had solely gone to the library.
For a moment, she even pondered if she had approached the wrong individual.
This whole experience made a significant impression on me during the span of three days. The moment I hear the almost instinctive, biological sound of fear, I would refuse to acknowledge it no matter what!
"Oh? Is there anything else?"
Aoi became fascinated while staring intently at the other person's hair.
Though there were a wide varieties of colors of hair and eyes in this world, the combination of pure white hair and crimson and violet pupils was exceedingly uncommon.
To be frank, this hair had a tempting draw towards it making me inclined to touch it.
Looking at the other individual's attitude of being uninterested in conversing with her, Kaytlyn comprehended! She was able to grasp that person's objective, which was that if there were no further matters to speak of, no reason to bother them in a casual manner. What he'd just expressed essentially expressed this sentiment.
So, that was it! She was being overly eager, "Savior" was not there to find her. If they wished to discuss anything, they could easily adjust herself to facilitate it.
Why resort to this conventional, simple, inferior direct transmission method?
"I know."
Kaytlyn felt vexed and desired to pivot on her foot and take her leave. Facing this unsettling gentleman, she didn't have the inclination to linger for even a second.
Yet, she stood firm.
Hesitating for a moment, Kaytlyn took an in-depth breath, and performed a formal bow towards Aoi, conveying her appreciation.
"Even so, my power is still exceedingly feeble."
"For you, I am likely no more than a negligible, non-essential decision."
"Nonetheless, I offer you my gratitude... for affording me the chance of growing stronger, enabling me to regain honor."
Upon finishing her expression of gratitude, deep in her soul, Kaytlyn pivoted on her foot and withdrew from her current location.
Aoi stood in a state of consternation for a prolonged period of time, remaining unaware for a while.
It was utterly incomprehensible, without a feasible explanation.
Moments later, Enko strolled towards him with a puzzled expression, wishing to cease speaking, desirous to cease conversing once more.
"You just spoke with her, what did you two converse about? Why does she continue venerating you?"
Aoi was somewhat taken aback and inquired, "You witnessed everything?"
Enko affirmed, saying: "That is so. I initially planned to dine with you after school. I waited outside awaiting your arrival. Then, I saw the both of you communicating here just now."
"And what transpired in total?"
Aoi paused for a moment before sighing deeply.
"Hey, this girl has a gorgeous body, but it is unfortunate that she suffers from a severe ailment."
Enko was stunned, asking, "Which disease does she have?"
"Chūnibyō."
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Kaytlyn proceeded swiftly towards the bathrooms and activated the shower. Her snow-white hands pierced the water and raised it into the air, causing bubbles to spray onto her beautiful face, calming her undulating emotions.
The individual from just before, who merely seemed typical, was in actuality a monumental power from ancient times to the present.
Kaytlyn felt tremendous stress.
The more she was aware of the magnitude of this probability, the more she was lost in thought, figuring it was ideal not to actively interfere with the "Savior".
When I was younger, I was identical in the household of servants.
If the lord did not commence a call, the serfs could not present themselves of their own volition, it would be regarded as disrespectful.
Although she was extremely reluctant in her heart, Kaytlyn nonetheless aimed to find her place.
As for the "Savior" and the Tower of Babel, there was no need to even touch upon these subjects.
Amass.
For reprisal and distinction, it is essential to obtain increased power, and being beholden to the Tower of Babel is an unparalleled sacrifice... Moreover, no alternative.
At this instant, a familiar situation dropped down again.
Kaytlyn uncovered herself incapable of movement once more, yet, this time, she was unfazed even, having perfectly adapted.
There's been a new mission once more, correct?
Calmly, Kaytlyn departed from the bathroom and proceeded outside towards the lesson floor.
"My goddess Kaytlyn, accept my confession!"
Outside of the classroom, a pupil equipped with contemporary clothing and a good looking, charming visage was strewn with fresh pink blossoms on the floor.
He kneeled down on one knee and acknowledged Kaytlyn.
There were several hundred spirited students surrounding who weren't fearful of colossal occurrences. Whenever they recognized the central figure exiting, they shouted joyously and screamed loudly.
"Accept him! Accept him! Accept him!"
The good-looking upperclassman displayed a meek smile and directed his sight towards Kaytlyn with a vacant expression.
"Become my girlfriend, I've cherished you for quite a long time, Kaytlyn."
The dashing senior undeniably kept track of Kaytlyn for a peirod of time.
He contemplated it numerous times, initially was the current pathetic person, then commenced this amusing performance.
Numerous innocent, youthful ladies have lean faces, when faced with a grave advance, they will accept to steer the vessel ahead.
To compound, the outcome will be that your attentiveness will be drawn towards them, at least they won't be in your sights.
As a chronic playboy, this handsome senior is well-aware of how essential it for ladies to observe him.
However, he was uncertain regarding the difficulty of Kaytlyn's plan, and in his psyche, he perceived that the odds of succeeding weren't high.
Although she's definitely lovely and possesses loads of charm, I've got to give it a shot! Or else, life will unquestionably regret it later!
"Accept him! Accept him! Accept him!"
Those around were still loudly wreaking havoc, but Kaytlyn's heart was entirely helpless, silently observing her body moving forward of its own accord. She considered the matter and felt somewhat interested. Exactly how is "I" going to accomplish it? Of course, even if Kaytlyn now possesses self-control, she's certainly not going to agree to this dude.
Who are you even?
Not sharing any underlying emotions to Kaytlyn now is a rejection, and her even feels that this type of "coerced" behavior is a bit sordid.
If it were a fragile-hearted woman, in a moment where a sizable number of people were making a scene, their mentality might become confused and find it difficult to turn down the guy entirely.
Kaytlyn's body, emotionless, shoved its way through the masses, towards the entrance to the institution, completely disregarding the handsome student who was kneeling on one knee.
The senior was shocked momentarily, rose up, and halted near the other individual, smiling once more and opening up his mouth in an attempt to persuade.
"I... "
However, Kaytlyn's body didn't offer him any opportunity. Without hesitation, she trod on the person's abdomen. The large power immediately prompted the senior to tumble backwards and be crushed on the ground. Then, she stamped directly on the handsome guy's visage.
"Agh!"
Kaytlyn, face unmoved, trampled on the other person's body.
Sorry, I'm just so regretful, can't control myself, she mumbled in a quiet voice in her thoughts... In actuality, it's still extremely comfortable.
The entire academic establishment came to a halt, soundless as paper.
"Lord, I really like stepped on it indeed."
"So she isn't some glacial goddess, but a queen!"
"All finished! I'm even more excited right now! Let me turn into a dog!"
Kaytlyn is not yet aware, but she will imminently possess a fresh nickname at her institution.
She left the campus quietly. Following this, she proceeded to Nalthis City, the central avenue. Its center spot is fairly bustling, consisting of a supermarket and a cinema crammed with people. Regardless, citizens are constantly traveling and arriving.
At the current moment, there are a minimum of a few hundred individuals wandering around.
Kaytlyn found it tough to catch her breath.
"Wait, wait, it can't be, it can't be?"
She was exceedingly startled.
"Do you really wish to assault right here later on?"
Kaytlyn was entirely overwhelmed.
The next second, a white mask manifested on her face, hiding her figure.
The renowned sound reappeared in her head once more.
[Wait for orders, Nightblade.]
The girl's mouth was somewhat open.
"Yes, my master."
In the thick crowd, Kaytlyn bowed down on one knee and bent her head, promptly generating the attention of all bystanders one way.
Everyone around her paused their movements to look at her.
"Look, what's that girl performing? How attractive!"
"Weird, let's have a look, is it a cosplayer?"
"Such a gorgeous girl, is there something advertising the appearance schedule? Some time after they spoke in uncertainties, they would start dancing."
Kaytlyn cast a glance at the increasing number of people, but her mood gradually deteriorated. She knew that each time she went on a mission, the enemy was always a creature, monster, or Cultist, this time would be no exception. Those entities are even highly difficult for regular people to withstand fatal endangerment. Could numerous individuals perish today?