Blessings on This Wonderful Academy! ~Even the Demon Lord and Goddess are Transfer Students!?~ - Avoiding loneliness in the next world? It was supposed to be peaceful, but the lingering scent of the Demon Lord is on the rooftop.

"You're going to die today." A quiet voice came from behind. Huh? What? What did she just say? Kazuma turned around. Standing there was a classmate with long black hair. Shirakawa Yui. A quiet girl who was always reading books. "……Huh?" His voice cracked. "Just kidding. Sorry, that was a weird thing to say." She smiled softly. But her eyes weren't smiling. "O-Oh. You scared me." His heart was pounding. Seriously. That was way too bad for his heart. This happened just a moment ago. Before first period. ……No, wait. This is a dream. Probably a dream. Definitely a dream. It has to be. I mean, in this world, there's no way I'd have any reason to die, right? * * * 　Several days had already passed since his reincarnation. 　Morning. Misaki Hills City. A small town spread across the hilly terrain of western Kanagawa Prefecture. Misaki Hills High School stood overlooking the town. 　Classroom. Class 2-A. 　From his seat by the window, he gazed outside. 　The sports ground. The schoolyard. Beyond that, to the south, stretched the Tsukimori Forest. Lush and green, looking peaceful as ever today. 　──Peaceful. "……Hah." 　A sigh escaped him. 　Because this is ridiculous, right? A guy who was fighting the Demon Lord until a week ago is now sitting in a high school classroom, waiting for homeroom to start? 　The gap is just too extreme. 　His previous life. No, wait. That was his previous life, and this is his current life? Both are still him, though. 　Anyway. Kazuma—that's me—was once an adventurer in the other world of Axel. Together with three companions he was stuck with through thick and thin, he defeated the Demon Lord and brought peace to the world. 　And then, as a reward after achieving peace, he made a wish to the goddess Eris. 　"For once, I want to live a normal life without fighting." 　And this is what he got. 　That useless goddess did something unnecessary, and before he knew it, he was in modern Japan. Morning homeroom. An unfamiliar girl sitting next to him. 　What part of this is normal? No, wait. Is it normal? From an outsider's perspective, he's just a regular high school student. Yeah. Normal. Totally normal. 　Kazuma looked at his own wrist. 　……It was wrapped in bandages. 　Underneath, there was a dark red bruise. Like he'd been touched by a black shadow. Something that hadn't been there when he was in the other world. 　It had appeared on the first night after he reincarnated into this school. When he noticed, it was just there. 　And sometimes, it would grow warm with a dull heat. Like right now. "……Again." 　He muttered in his mind. 　It wasn't painful. But it was hot. Pulsing, like a heartbeat. Thump, thump. 　If anyone in class saw this, it would cause trouble again. They'd think he was weird. Well, he already felt like they probably did. 　As Kazuma fidgeted with his sleeve, the homeroom teacher walked in. 　Sawatori Seiichi. A Japanese language teacher in his mid-thirties. Seemed gentle and caring toward his students. ……Probably. "Okaaay, let's start homeroom. Class rep, give the command." 　The classroom gradually fell quiet. * * * "About next month's culture festival. The Hills Festival—we'll be splitting the preparation discussions across several sessions." 　Standing at the podium, Sawatori-sensei began handing out printouts. 　Culture festival. The Hills Festival. One of this school's three major events, or something like that. 　The kids in class started getting noisy in the back seats. "What should we do for the class exhibit?" "Yakisoba's the safe choice, right?" "No way, haunted house is the only option." 　Cheerful voices. 　Listening to them, Kazuma was lost in thought. 　What am I supposed to do for a culture festival? 　Actually, I don't even have any friends. 　……Yeah. The serious problem was that Kazuma still had no friends at this school. 　No, Aqua and Megumin and Darkness should be at the same school too. But they seemed to be in different classes, and honestly, being around them was exhausting. 　If he wanted a peaceful high school life, shouldn't making friends come first? 　But how? 　Kazuma secretly glanced at the seat next to him. 　Shirakawa Yui was looking over the distributed printout. Her long black hair swayed softly, bangs and all. 　……No, there's no way I can just strike up a conversation. 　Because of that thing this morning. "You're going to die today." 　Was that really not a dream after all? 　Impossible. Because Shirakawa-san isn't that kind of character. She's quiet, reserved, loves books. 　So why did she say something like that? "Kazuma-kun." "Hyabuh!" 　Called by name, a weird sound came out. 　The classroom air froze for a moment. 　……I messed up. "Hey, you okay? Were you listening about the culture festival?" 　Sawatori-sensei gave a wry smile. "Y-Yeah. I'm fine." 　Snickers came from around him. 　So embarrassing. I want to die. 　……No, I don't want to die. I was just told this morning that I'm going to die. 　Kazuma lowered his face. 　This world's difficulty level is way too high. * * * 　Lunch break. 　Kazuma took his bento and left the classroom. 　His destination: the rooftop. 　Honestly, he just wanted to be alone. Even in the classroom, there was no gap for him to squeeze into among the groups of kids chattering happily. 　Yeah. At times like this, his memories from his previous life got in the way. 　Other kids were laughing about trivial things. 　Talk about acting, what they had for breakfast, new apps. 　What filled Kazuma's head were death matches against the Demon Lord's army. The roar of Explosion magic. The screams of his companions. 　And in sudden moments, it would flash back. 　Mid-conversation, his face would go blank. 　No wonder people thought he was a spaced-out transfer student. 　He climbed the stairs leading to the rooftop. 　This school's rooftop was supposed to be locked during normal times. 　But somehow, he wanted to breathe the air up there. 　If he was lucky, maybe the door would be unlocked. Not that he knew. 　The iron door came into view. 　……Huh. 　Kazuma stopped in his tracks. 　Light was leaking through the gap in the door. 　A pale, bluish light. 　And a faint voice. 　──A murmur? "……Is someone there?" 　Kazuma swallowed. 　Let it go. Just leave it. He didn't want any trouble. 　But why? 　I mean, this place should be locked. "……Hah." 　A sigh. 　Kazuma timidly reached for the door. 　Click. 　It opened. 　It wasn't locked. 　Slowly, he pushed the door. 　Pale light and wind. 　Standing within it. 　Long black hair. 　Hime-cut bangs. 　Deep purple eyes. 　……Shirakawa Yui. "……Ah." 　Her lips moved slightly. 　Kazuma froze too. 　Why is she here? 　Why is the door unlocked? 　Why is she emitting light? 　And more importantly, why does she look like she's about to cry? "Sorry, I just came in without asking." 　He had to say something. "It was open, so I thought I'd eat lunch up here." 　Shirakawa Yui looked at him. 　Her gaze stopped at his wrist. 　The bandages. 　……As if she could see right through to what was underneath. 　The color drained from her face. "……That hand." 　Her voice was trembling. "Huh?" "……Why. That." 　She stepped back. 　And then. "……I'm sorry." 　She turned and ran. "H-Hey!" 　He called out, but she didn't stop. 　In that instant. 　Something swayed at Shirakawa Yui's chest as she ran away. 　A necklace. 　The pendant top spun slightly at the end of its silver chain. 　Kazuma's eyes followed it. 　Complex curves. 　A distorted pentagram. 　At its center, a pattern like an eyeball. 　……He knew it. 　……Why. 　……That was the crest of the Demon Lord's army. 　The crest that the Demon Lord's army commanders wore in the other world of Axel. 　Kazuma's wrist grew hot again. 　Thump. 　Stronger this time than before. "Ngh……" 　Kazuma clutched his wrist. 　Shirakawa Yui. 　She knows something. 　That crest. My bruise. 　……What the hell is going on? * * * 　After school. 　Kazuma passed by the library. "……You." 　Someone called out to him. 　He turned to see a woman standing by the library door. 　Hiiragi Kaori. Late twenties. The school librarian. Seemed gentle and knowledgeable. Wore glasses. "Kazuma-kun, right?" 　She knew his name. "Yes." "You haven't returned the book I lent you the other day." "Ah…… Sorry. I don't think I brought it today." 　A book she lent him? Did he borrow one? 　……He probably did. On his first day after reincarnating, wanting to learn about the school, he'd grabbed something at random. "Please return it soon. That book is quite popular." "Sorry." 　He bowed his head. 　Then Hiiragi-san spoke with a serious expression. "Hey. Do you know about the Seven Mysteries?" "Seven Mysteries…… Ah, those rumors that go around the school?" 　Apparently, this school had seven ghost stories. "The Burning Science Room." "The Clock at 17:13." 　And five more after that. "Are you investigating the Seven Mysteries?" "No, not at all." "I see. Then it's fine. ……But." 　Hiiragi-san lowered her voice. "If you do investigate, be careful. This school's Seven Mysteries aren't just rumors. The Tsukimori Forest south of the school too…… That place especially has a thin boundary." "Boundary?" "……I don't know the details myself. It's just that this area has had strange places since long ago. This school and that forest. The Seven Mysteries are a manifestation of that. ……Be careful." 　With that, Hiiragi-san disappeared into the library. 　Kazuma stood there, rooted. 　Boundary. 　Seven Mysteries. 　……Unfamiliar words kept piling up. 　But today, on that rooftop, that pale light. The Demon Lord's army crest that Shirakawa Yui had. 　This is definitely connected. 　Investigate? No, don't investigate? 　But. 　His wrist was throbbing. * * * 　Going home. 　Dusk. 　Kazuma decided to take a slight detour from the school's back gate. 　His house was northwest of the school. 　But somehow, he wanted to check the south side. 　The Tsukimori Forest. 　From the southern edge of the schoolyard, out to the prefectural road, fifteen minutes. 　On the way home from school, at least as far as the entrance. 　He walked. 　There were few streetlights. 　The sky had turned quite red. 　As he approached the forest, the air changed. 　It was chilly. 　Even though it was a summer evening, somehow. 　……Huh. 　Kazuma stopped. 　The entrance to the Tsukimori Forest. 　Beside the signboard. 　Someone was standing there. 　No. 　……A person? 　Human-shaped. 　Black. 　No face. 　A black shadow. "……!" 　Kazuma held his breath. 　He didn't take his eyes off it. 　The shadow didn't move. 　But it was looking at him. 　Even without a face. 　It was looking at him. 　It drew closer. 　One step. 　Another step. 　The shadow vanished. 　Just like that. 　It was no longer there. 　And at the same time. "Guh……!" 　His wrist. 　A searing pain. 　Kazuma grabbed his wrist tightly over the bandages. 　Hot. 　Painful. 　Deep in his head, something was roaring, reverberating. 　──The other world. 　──Axel. 　──The Demon Lord. 　──You are. "……Ah, damn it." 　Kazuma crouched down. 　Memories he'd wanted to forget raced through his mind. 　Mountains of corpses. 　A burning castle. 　His companions' voices. 　He had killed. 　The Demon Lord's army. 　The Demon Lord. 　……No. That was unavoidable. 　It was unavoidable. 　Kazuma took a deep breath. 　Once. 　Twice. "……Tomorrow, I'll go to the forest." 　He said it out loud, making the decision. 　That black shadow. That was definitely an omen of something. 　Yesterday, he'd seen a strange light near that forest. Today, on the rooftop, Shirakawa Yui was there. The Demon Lord's army crest. His bruise. 　Hiiragi-san had said it. 　That forest has a thin boundary. 　The Seven Mysteries are connected too. 　……He had to investigate. 　This wasn't the time to run away. 　……But. 　What floated into Kazuma's mind was Shirakawa Yui's face. 　This morning, in the classroom. 　Her profile as she read a book. 　Long

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