"Issei, traitor!"
"How can you abandon your friends like that!..."
"I also want an autograph from Christel-sama..." x2
Matsuda, with his head shaved, and Motohama with glasses came out from behind a tree and ran while searching for something in their school bag, they also took out some magazines with Christel's image, and when they reached Issei's side they also leaned forward and offered the magazine with both hands outstretched.
Although Christel had already detected them, when Issei approached, she felt a change around her. She had already run into Issei many times in the school premises, but now there was a change.
"I didn't know Christel-chan was famous..."
"Christel-chan?"x3
Issei, Matsuda and Motohama looked at Basara with angry eyes.
"How dare you call Christel-sama with a simple chan!"
"You don't know that Christel-sama is the flower of our Academy!"
"Christel-sama is the most outstanding student and is the pride of our Academy!"
"Christel-sama is the most beautiful and is the angel of our Academy!"
"But that doesn't explain why they ask for autographs (?)" Basara is disoriented by the dialectic of these three boys.
"Mmm, why do they call me with the suffix -sama?" Christel ignored the rest, but it seemed strange to her that they called her with -Sama.
Still, I accept the magazines and after looking through them, it appeared that the series of photos were taken as she left the theater, and also on the street before she got into the vehicle and headed to the hotel. The main photo is of her standing on the stage followed by the others from various angles.
"It is the decision made when the -Golden Sun Goddess Christel-sama Appreciation Club- was formed." Motohama said proudly as he watched Christel sign the magazines.
"And who created that club?" Christel doesn't need a brain cell to think of the answer when she sees these three guys with negative reputations.
"WE!" x3
Issei, Motohama, and Matsuda raised their chests and said proudly.
While Christel is chatting with them and signing an autograph on the magazines of the three characters in front of her, she is also carefully sensing the change in the surrounding area.
"Wow, Honey has a fan club, I want to join too..."
"It shouldn't be difficult, just ask them to join you." Christel signed the last magazine and handed it to Motohama.
"Heee..." Motohama suddenly became depressed along with Issei and Matsuda.
"What's happening?"
"Etto..." Issei scratched the back of his head and felt embarrassed.
"The girls from the Kendo club actually took away our leadership and demoted us to mere members who cannot even enter the club room."
"It was all Issei's fault because he was caught spying in the locker room again and to save himself he sold the Club room..."
Then Motohama and Matsuda looked at Issei with hatred. Issei only lowered his head, but hugged the magazine recently signed by Christel, he didn't care about anything else.
"Oh~ How come I didn't hear about this, Katase and Murayama didn't tell me anything..."
After this little event, Christel said goodbye to the perverted trio and headed towards the main building of Kuoh Academy.
"Basara-kun, what do you think of those boys? They will be your future classmates."
Christel asked as they walked with Lala on her right arm with Nana at her side, but Momo on Christel's left side watching.
"Common… But, for some reason, I want to hit that boy called Issei, I don't like his eyes…" Basara who was walking behind the girls said. Also puzzled by her feeling towards the one called Issei.
'It seems to be true, somehow, in Issei's eyes there was a desire to fight Basara, but out of shyness he only looked at him. The strangeness in the space around us was created by the confrontation of the two. Could it be that the Children of Destiny (Protagonists) can't be close or they faced each other? This would explain why Batman vs Superman...'
But Christel did not come out of this without benefit; something inside him felt like it was awakening. As if something was calling him, but he could not pull the thread.
....
"So, Christel, would it be a good idea to create a department dedicated to registrations in the Student Union?" Sona sat at her desk, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked at Christel through her glasses.
"Sona-OneeKaichouSama, Basara is not mine, he belongs to Nurse Chisato..." Christel looked at Sona with her big, bright eyes and a tender look.
"Okay, it doesn't matter. Nana-san and Momo-san will be in the third grade of middle school, but in group B, and Basara will be in the first year of high school class, Tsubaki make the arrangements."
"Yes!, -OneeKaichouSama" Tsubaki answered the request seriously, but a faint smile could be seen on her lips.
"...Tsubaki"
"Sister Tsubaki is the best..." Christel acted like a little girl and ran to hug Tsubaki and rub some oil.
Tsubaki felt a little shy and her face turned a little pink at Christel's actions but she didn't care, it actually felt really good to hug the golden-haired girl.
Basara felt uncomfortable, being in a room surrounded by a bunch of beautiful girls would be every man's dream, but when it's in reality, you just feel shy.
Especially when the girls around him look at him and analyze him, he also feels a kind of alienation from them. And that is from the student union members, because, on the part of the pink-haired sisters, they just ignore him in general.
What Basara doesn't know is that due to his low level as a -Hero-, he can't detect that all the girls in the student union are actually reborn demons, especially Sona, the president, is a higher level demon.
"Christel, can you stay for a moment?" Sona asked Christel. After releasing Tsubaki from the hug, she turned to look at her.
"Sure, no problem, Lala, can you take Nana, Momo and Basara around the school so they can see the facilities?"
"Sure, honey..."
"Um, I have to go back home, I haven't finished unpacking yet and there's furniture that needs to be arranged…" Basara said, still feeling out of place after suddenly moving and his father disappearing without saying anything.
"Can you go back alone?"
"Sure, no problem, then I will take my leave, thank you all for your help" Then Basara left.
"We'll walk around the school and see if I can find the honey fan club." Lala took Nana and Momo by the hand.
"Fan club?" Sona asked
"Yes, it seems that someone created a fan club for Christel. But it seems that she is hiding from the student union," Momo commented.
"It seems that Ruruko is a member, since her entry into the student union has not yet been announced, it seems that she managed to infiltrate it." Reya confirmed the existence of the club.
"Ruruko is a member? Why hasn't she told me?" Christel pulled out her cell phone and wanted to send a message, but thought better of it and decided to wait. 'It's not like it's a bad thing…'
"Tsubaki, do you know something?"
"Mm! It seems that the perverted trio, cough, I mean, Issei, Motohama and Matsuda wanted to create a club, but they were caught by the girls from the kendo club and ended up being excluded from the club they formed..." Tsubaki adjusted her glasses and said.
"Hehehe~ let's forget about that, I don't think it's harmful, then, what am I good for Sona-Kaichou" Christel decided to end the superfluous topic and it's better to concentrate on what Sona needs.
"Yes, please play a game of chess with me."
"Sona-senpai!?" x2
"Kaichou?"
"Sona-sama?"
Reya and Tomoe suddenly exclaimed. Momo Hanakai was also surprised along with Tsubaki.
All members of the student union know that, apart from Sona being excellent at the game of chess, one of her requirements for accepting a marriage partner is that they defeat her at the game of chess.
Although Christel can keep a calm face, inside she was also shocked, she knows what chess means to Sona, but, although he still refers to himself as He (Ore), he knows that she is a child, and although sometimes her lips are stolen, it is only to experiment and raise her power levels, not for romance.
Although the story in the novel or manga says that Sona defeated the fiancé that her family had gotten for her, it doesn't say when it was, but Christel theorizes that it must have been at least last year, when Sona and Rias entered their first year of high school.
Christel smiled, which the girls in the student union noticed. Normally Christel keeps a soft face, although she can laugh and smile, it seems to be just an etiquette, and the laughter they have heard from Christel is very calm.
The only natural expression they know of Christel is her serious face when she works on something she is passionate about, such as her steam-powered inventions, or the projects she leads at Sona's sister's company, Serafall.
But normally, Christel maintains a calm and relaxed attitude, like a beautiful porcelain doll.
But now.
"Heh, Sister Sona, are you sure?"
"What do you mean, Christel?" Sona felt slighted, and Christel's smile changed from a sarcastic one to a happy one in an instant.
"Nothing, if you want to lose, let's play." Christel turned to look to the side in the student union hall, and headed to where there was a circular table with an expensive-looking chess board and two elegant chairs.
"Christel, why do I feel like you're looking down on me?" Sona stood up from her seat at the desk and followed Christel with a bewildered and angry expression.
"It doesn't matter, tell me, do you choose Black or White?" Although Christel asked, she actually took the initiative to sit on the seat opposite the black chess pieces.
"You! Little girl, you don't know the heights of the sky!" Now Sona, seeing the golden-haired girl's actions, truly became angry and said as she sat down on the seat in front of the white pieces. And then she made a move. But.
5 minutes later.
Sona has her hands on her head and looks at the board in front of her. Her eyes are empty and her heart is frozen. For the first time, she knows what other people felt when they lost to her.
"Sona-senpai lost?"
"...It seems so"
"Sona-senpai will have to get married and be Christel-chan's wife?"
"... It seems so..."
All the girls are around the table looking at the board and the players, Sona and Christel. At first they saw that the two of them were playing fast and moving the pieces without thinking much, but as the minutes passed, Sona's pace began to slow down and she took more time to think and move her white pieces.
Until this moment when Sona could no longer move and suddenly collapsed on her hands. She had lost so quickly and without realizing it.
Sona's King is on C1 next to a Rook on D1, in front of his King he has three Pawns from A2 to C2, and the Queen on D2. But there is an enemy Rook on C8 with a black Bishop on C6.
Sona has already lost a Knight and a Bishop. The surviving Knight is on E4, and her only living Bishop is to the right of the black Bishop on D6, with two enemy Pawns to her right and in front of her.
Sona knows she's just dead. Christel doesn't say anything, but she has a smug smile on her face and looks directly at Sona, Sona looking into her eyes, has an urge to punch that smirk away.
Sona had never imagined that Christel had a great talent for chess, but what Sona doesn't know is that Christel has always had a clear mind in any game of strategy.
A skill that Christel has had since her past life, as an indispensable requirement for any president who wants to survive in the commercial sea or end up being devoured by someone else.
It's just that, in this life, his mind seems to have broken free from the shackles of a fleshy brain. And he has been playing against the artificial intelligence developed by IBM – Deep Blue – ever since he had a laptop and access to the internet. Artificial intelligence that defeated Kasparov and gained notoriety.
Although in this world, chess artificial intelligence and others developed for various games have become more advanced since sometimes they have to face a master, or monster, like Christel.