Rokugou is a seventeen-year-old combatant for the evil secret society Kisaragi—and he's barely scraping by on three thousand evil-deed points a month. So when headquarters hands him a mission worth a hundred thousand points, he jumps at the chance. There's just one catch: he has to infiltrate a peaceful parallel world that's practically modern-day Japan, pose as a high school student at Minamisakae Academy, and win the student council presidential election to seize control of the school.
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Combatants Will Be Dispatched to School! - A combatant with a monthly salary of 3000 points is dispatched to an all-too-peaceful school.
"You've gotta be kidding me... Three thousand points a month? My life is way too cheap."
Rokugou, lowest-ranking combatant of the evil secret society Kisaragi, stood in the transport room of their headquarters in the interdimensional space known as Void Tempest, glaring at the pay slip projected on the wall.
Seventeen years old, dressed in a black combat suit. His brown eyes always held a glint like he was plotting something, and his short black hair stuck out at odd angles. A lean, toned build. If you judged by looks alone, he had a decent enough villainous presence.
But the reality was a miserably paid, disposable combatant.
"Three thousand evil-deed points. About a hundred and fifty thousand yen. You telling me to die for that? Hell, if I do die, they probably won't even cover the funeral."
Rokugou traced his finger along the safety-release switch at the collar of his combat suit and let out a deep sigh. Press that switch and he'd be invincible for one minute—but completely defenseless for three minutes after. A life-or-death gamble.
"Hey, you there, combatant. Quit whining and get in the transfer gate."
The operator's voice rang out coldly. Rokugou clicked his tongue and walked toward the pale blue glowing gate.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm going. It's not like this one's gonna be any decent place either, right?"
"Your target this time is a location closely resembling modern-day Japan in a parallel world. Infiltrate a private high school called Minamisakae Academy and seize control of the school."
"...Huh? A school? A high school?"
Rokugou stopped in his tracks.
"Correct. You'll pose as a student and take the student council president's seat. If you control the school, you control that world's grid points."
"Hold on. What about the demon lord? The hero? The Four Heavenly Kings?"
"There aren't any."
"...What?"
"That world is peaceful. Magic is treated as the occult, and there are no monsters. All that exists there is ordinary high school life."
Rokugou clutched his head.
"Then there's zero chance to earn evil-deed points! What the hell am I supposed to do in a place that peaceful?!"
"Control the school and the evil-deed points will pour in. Become the student council president. That's all."
"Oh, great. Thanks for the detailed briefing."
Rokugou stepped into the transfer gate with a sulky look on his face.
Blue light swallowed his vision, and his body dissolved into countless particles. No matter how many times he experienced it, he never got used to it. After a stomach-churning sensation of weightlessness, Rokugou slammed onto hard ground.
"Gueh—"
He lifted his head. The scene before him was peaceful to a fault.
Rows of cherry trees. A blue sky. Birdsong in the distance. And looming right in front of him, an impressive school gate.
"Minamisakae Academy."
Rokugou read the signboard hanging over the gate aloud.
"...It really is a school."
Students in uniforms passed through the gate, laughing happily. Some fiddling with their phones, some munching on bread, some goofing around with friends.
No demon lord. No hero. No smell of blood, no screams, no corpses.
"What is this place... It's so peaceful it's creepy."
Rokugou stood frozen before the gate. Over his Kisaragi combat suit, he wore the school uniform he'd been issued. He looked like an ordinary high schooler, but inside he was a combatant for an evil organization. The out-of-place feeling was off the charts.
"...Guess I'll go infiltrate."
Rokugou took a deep breath and stepped through the gate.
The instant he did, a voice flew at him.
"Hey, you there! Stop right there!"
Rokugou's shoulder twitched. He turned around to see a girl with a discipline committee armband glaring at him sharply.
"W-what?"
"You're a face I don't recognize. A transfer student? Or a suspicious character?"
The girl looked him up and down. Rokugou broke into a cold sweat. In his pocket was the limiter-release switch for his Kisaragi combat suit. If she found it, he was done for.
"Uh, yeah, um, I'm a transfer student. Starting today."
"A transfer student? I haven't heard anything about that."
Her eyes narrowed further. Rokugou panicked. He wasn't smart. He couldn't come up with a quick excuse.
"No, well, it was decided suddenly today—"
"Hmm. Fine. But what's in that pocket? You've been awfully conscious of it this whole time."
Rokugou's heart pounded.
"N-nothing's in there!"
"Then show me."
She took a step closer. Rokugou instinctively backed away.
(Crap crap crap. If she sees the limiter-release switch, I'm finished. It's got the Kisaragi emblem on it.)
Rokugou spun his brain desperately.
"Oh! Look, you dropped something!"
He pointed at the ground. The girl's gaze followed his finger.
In that opening, Rokugou ran for all he was worth.
"Hey! Wait! Stop right there!"
"Like hell I'm waiting!"
Rokugou dashed into the school building, turned a corner, and melted into the crowd. He could hear the discipline committee girl shouting behind him, but he couldn't afford to care.
"Hah, hah... What the hell is with this school? Peaceful, my ass—first thing I get is a shakedown."
He leaned his back against the wall and caught his breath. His heart was racing.
"Earn evil-deed points in a peaceful world... This is beyond impossible-mode."
Rokugou gazed out the hallway window.
Minamisakae Academy. About twelve hundred students. A five-story school building equipped with a gym, grounds, cafeteria, infirmary, and even an occult club room. Apparently a famous private high school in the area, with a long tradition as a top academic school.
"...So, control this school, huh."
Rokugou pulled a folded set of orders from his pocket. It read, simply:
"Win the Minamisakae Academy student council presidential election and seize control of the school. Reward upon success: 100,000 evil-deed points."
"A hundred thousand points?! Seriously?!"
Rokugou's eyes lit up. More than thirty times his monthly salary of three thousand. With that, he could live it up for a while. No—promotion wasn't a dream either.
"I've got no choice but to do it! Become student council president, control the school, rake in the evil-deed points!"
Rokugou clenched his fist.
But reality wasn't so sweet.
"How does someone even become student council president?"
Rokugou walked the halls, observing his surroundings.
Posters on the walls. "Notice from the Discipline Committee." "Student Council Election Announcement." "Club Activities Introduction." Every last one of them reeked of peaceful school life.
"Damn... Why does a combatant for an evil organization have to run in a student council election?"
He called out to a male student nearby.
"Hey, got a sec?"
"Eh? What?"
"How does someone become student council president at this school?"
The boy looked blank.
"Uh, there's a student council election every fall, and the whole school votes. To run, you need either the council's recommendation or a certain number of signatures."
"Huh. So what's the current president like?"
"The current one? I think it's a really serious, popular senpai. I don't know the name though."
"Serious and popular, huh. No way I win playing it straight."
Rokugou crossed his arms.
"But hey, I'm a combatant for an evil organization. I can come up with all the dirty tricks I want."
The boy gave him a suspicious look.
"...What are you talking about?"
"Don't worry about it. Thanks."
Rokugou left the boy and wandered the school.
First floor: staff room and administrative office. Second floor: discipline committee room. At the end of the third floor: the occult club room. Fourth floor: the lavish student council room. Fifth floor: a row of special classrooms.
"Discipline committee of about thirty patrolling the school. The student council president holds the highest authority. Got it."
Rokugou glanced at the school newspaper pinned to the hallway bulletin board. It carried an article that read:
"Proxy War Between Otherworldly Factions Over School Control—Escalating?"
"...Huh?"
Rokugou read the paper intently.
"This academy is known as a singularity where visitors from multiple other worlds lie hidden. The student council president's seat holds extremely high political value for each faction, and every year's election becomes a fierce political struggle. There are even rumors that in the past, an agent of a mysterious organization won the presidency."
"No way. This school isn't just a high school?"
Rokugou's mouth twisted into a grin on its own.
"I see. A proxy war between otherworldly factions. Then a combatant like me could blend in and maybe not even get caught."
He put the newspaper back and started walking again.
"That said, I don't have any concrete plan. First things first—I need to learn the school's layout."
Rokugou exited through the building's back door.
There, surrounded by a grove of trees, was a quiet spot. The school's back garden. No people—only birdsong and the sound of the wind.
"Huh, so there's a place like this too. Perfect for hiding."
He walked through the grove. The sound of fallen leaves crunching underfoot echoed oddly loud.
Then something underfoot felt off.
"...Hm?"
Something was glowing in the dirt.
Rokugou crouched and dug. What his fingertips touched was cold stone. A stone about the size of a fist, radiating an eerie purple light.
"This is... a magic stone?!"
A memory flashed through Rokugou's mind.
—That's right. This is the magic stone I stole from one of the Four Heavenly Kings back then.
—The face of that sorcerer. Twisted in humiliation. The scream: "Give it back... give it baaack!"
"Why is it buried in a place like this?"
Rokugou picked up the magic stone. The instant he did, something cold ran down his spine.
"...!"
Something was after him.
It was intuition. His instincts as a combatant were sounding the alarm.
"That sorcerer... is he still alive?"
The scent of evil-deed points—the first in a long while—drifted around Rokugou.
"Now things are getting interesting. I thought this was a peaceful school, but there's one hell of an ambush waiting."
Rokugou buried the magic stone back in the dirt.
"For now, I'll let it swim. They'll come to me anyway."
He stood up and left the spot.
—That night.
Rokugou lounged in a room of an apartment near the school, a can of juice in hand. A safe house Kisaragi had prepared. A modest six-tatami room, but it had a bed, a TV, and a fridge.
"Ahh, I'm beat. School really is more exhausting than an evil organization's headquarters."
He turned on the TV. A variety show was playing. Comedians doing stupid things for laughs.
"Peaceful. So very peaceful. Not a single scrap of evil-deed points."
Rokugou pulled out his smartphone. A special model that doubled as a Kisaragi comms device.
"Guess I'll report to headquarters. 'Infiltrated the school. Aiming for student council president.'"
Just as he moved to open the comms app, the screen went black.
"...Huh?"
The power had cut out. No—that wasn't it. The power was on. But there was no signal at all.
"What the hell. Out of range?"
Rokugou held up his phone and looked out the window.
That instant, he noticed something wrong.
"...The color of the sky is off."
The sky outside was stained a pale purple. No stars, no moon. An unnatural sky, as if covered by a giant dome.
"What is this... a barrier?"
Rokugou rushed outside.
The road in front of the apartment. The streetlights were flickering. The lights in the surrounding houses were out too. Silence. An eerie silence.
"Hey, is anyone there?!"
He shouted, but there was no answer.
His phone was still out of range. The TV and radio were silent. All contact with the outside was cut off.
"Damn it! This is... a barrier stretched around the school."
Rokugou ran. Toward the school.
When he reached the school gate, there was an invisible wall.
"Guh!"
Rokugou slammed into the invisible wall and was thrown
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