Kanata and Friends! The Relaxing Hololive School Festival - A Clumsy Angel's First Day at School Goes Awry!

Hololive Academy stands atop the hills of Misono — a slightly unusual school where girls of all kinds of races, from angels and demons to reapers and beastfolk, study together. From the classroom windows, you can see the rugged buildings of the neighboring boys' school, Ryukia Academy, far in the distance. A deep valley yawns wide open between the two schools. And in the school courtyard — Hikari Plaza. *Thud!* "Th-this is so mean…!" In the plaza bathed in morning light, a girl had taken a spectacular tumble. Amane Kanata. Sixteen years old. An angel. On her back, a pair of small, fluffy wings. Above her head, a faintly glowing halo. Her large, translucent light-blue eyes were already brimming with tears. Her sky-blue short bob swayed gently in the breeze. She stood at one hundred fifty centimeters. Petite and slender. Her Hololive Academy uniform — a white blouse and navy skirt — was already somehow smeared with mud. "First day as a transfer student, and I get the route to school wrong…" She had just transferred into this academy today. And yet. Of all things, she had spectacularly messed up the simple straight path up from Misono Station. Then, when she dashed into the courtyard just before the bell, she tripped over her own feet and crashed headfirst into a large zelkova tree. And now, this. The stack of documents she'd been holding fluttered up into the wind. "Ahhh, my transfer paperwork…!" The earnest angel, terrified of losing even a single sheet, desperately reached out. But the wings on her back were far too small — flying up was completely out of the question. She hopped and jumped, but couldn't reach. "Ahaha! An angel falls down and a demon helps her up — isn't that the best meet-cute ever?!" Suddenly, a bright voice burst in. She turned around— A girl with purplish-black hair in twin tails reaching down to her waist stood laughing, the curled ends bouncing. Her eyes were violet, and if you looked closely, heart-shaped lights flickered within them. On her head, two tiny horns. And behind her, a slender tail. A demon. "Madam President, leave the papers to me! I'll handle it with style — idol style!" She hopped up and began catching the fluttering documents one after another. She was about one hundred fifty-five centimeters tall. Her movements were graceful — it almost looked like she was on stage. "O-oh… thank you, so much…" "No problem, no problem! I'm Tokoyami Towa! I'm the president of the Idol Research Club!" Towa flashed a wink. A demon who's an idol. That gap felt somehow dazzling to Kanata. "You're the angel transfer student, Kanata-chan, right? The homeroom teacher mentioned you this morning." "Huh? How do you know my name…?" "Well, angels only make up eight percent of this school. And an angel who can't fly? That's rare in a cool way!" *Can't fly.* The words pricked at Kanata's heart. But Towa's voice held no malice at all — if anything, it sparkled. "Alright, all papers accounted for! Now, let's get to class! The fourth-year classroom is 3-D, on the third floor." "Uh, but, I…" "It's fine, it's fine! An angel falls, a demon helps. Isn't that a great combo? Let's do something together for the school festival too!" Towa grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the school building. Her palm was warm. Kanata felt her body, stiff with nerves, loosen just a little. —That was her first encounter with a friend at Hololive Academy. … When she opened the classroom door, the buzz of chatter fell suddenly quiet. "G-good morning… I'm Amane Kanata…" Her voice cracked. Inside the classroom, she saw not just humans, but beastfolk ears, long elven ears, and even a reaper's massive scythe. Everyone turned to look at her at once, and Kanata's heart pounded wildly. "Here, here — Kanata-chan, your seat's over here." Towa nudged her toward the very back of the row by the window. At the neighboring desk, a girl with a beautiful short blonde bob was reading a thick book with a serious expression. Her sharp, deep blue eyes slid across the page. "…A newcomer, huh." She glanced up and looked at Kanata. "Amelia Watson. Aspiring detective. Nice to meet you." A brief introduction. With just that, she returned her gaze to her book. She seemed incredibly smart, with an unapproachable air about her. Kanata hurriedly bowed her head. "Y-yes! It's a pleasure to meet you!" "Ahaha! Watson, you're scaring her!" This time, a cheerful voice came from the seat in front of her. Fluffy cream-colored bob hair, with small buns tied on both sides. Her round, yellow-green eyes were always sparkling, and right now, her cheeks were stuffed full of something. "I'm Hakui Koyori! Nice to meet you, Kanata-chan! Are you hungry? Want a cookie?" She was small, around one hundred forty centimeters, and her desk was covered in snack wrappers. "U-um, is it okay to eat snacks during class…?" "It's fine, it's fine! Everyone in this class does whatever they want! Right, Watson?" "…The rules do forbid it, however." "See!" Koyori beamed brightly. Watson sighed, but the corners of her mouth softened just a little. What was this feeling? Kanata let out a small breath of relief. … But that relief was short-lived. Right after homeroom started, Kanata messed up. "Now, transfer student Amane-san, please introduce yourself to everyone." "Y-yes! Um… Amane Kanata… um, Kanata… ah, I already said that…" Giggles leaked from around the classroom. Kanata's cheeks flushed hot. And then. "Amane-san, please hand out these printouts to the class." "Y-yes!" Overcome with nerves, she stood up and caught her foot on the chair. She lost her balance, and the stack of printouts in her hands went flying toward the hallway — scattering everywhere! "Ahhhh!" A mountain of papers spread across the hallway. Kanata turned pale and rushed to pick them up. And then this time, she slipped on one of the printouts— *Thud!* She fell again. "…Are you okay?" Watson stood up from her seat and calmly began gathering the papers. "I-I'm sorry… I'm really sorry…" Everyone's stares stung. She could hear laughter too. Kanata just wanted to disappear. (*I really am a useless angel…*) … But at the end of homeroom, an even more shocking event occurred. "Now, I'd like to decide on the class representative for the fourth-years." The classroom buzzed. The class representative at Hololive Academy also served as the person in charge of planning and running the school festival — a major responsibility. It was an honorary position with heavy responsibility, but it came with the perk of one free dessert per day from the cafeteria. "I nominate transfer student Amane Kanata-san. Her grades and conduct at her previous school were extremely diligent." The classroom fell dead silent. "Huh? The girl who just fell?" "The one who scattered the printouts everywhere?" "But she's diligent…" Whispered murmurs came from all around. Kanata's own mind went completely blank. "S-someone like me… there's no way I can…!" "But you picked up all the printouts and handed them out properly just now." Koyori said it in her easygoing voice. "I think you're amazing, Kanata-chan! You kept trying even when you were hungry!" "…Well, it seems interesting, so why not?" Watson closed her book, a faint smile on her lips. It was unexpected support. Kanata swallowed hard. Her grandmother's words suddenly crossed her mind. —*Even if your wings are small, you can still help someone.* Back at her family home in Soleia, her grandmother had always said that to young Kanata, who worried about not being able to fly. Kanata clenched her fists tightly. "I-I… I'll do it!" She declared it in a trembling voice. "I'm nothing but mistakes… but I'll do my very best for everyone! So, um… please!" A moment of silence. Then. "I like it! An angel-and-demon combo, let's make this school festival amazing!" Towa clapped her hands. "Make it one where we can eat lots of snacks!" "Well, it doesn't look like I'll be short on people to play the straight man to." Applause spread one after another. A tear spilled from Kanata's eye. (*They accepted me…*) It was a feeling she'd never had before. The homeroom teacher nodded. "Then, Amane Kanata-san will be the fourth-year class representative. There are seven days until the school festival. Please proceed with preparations thoroughly." Seven days. The school festival, "HoloFes," was the biggest event of the year. Each class competed with their presentations, and the winners earned the right to choose the next year's field trip destination. Kanata looked around at her classmates, who had already begun chatting noisily. (*Can I really do this…? But I have no choice but to try.*) … After school. Kanata was the only one left in the classroom. On her desk lay a blank school festival proposal form. She had no idea what to write. Outside the window, the sky was already dyed in sunset colors. The large zelkova tree in the courtyard cast a long shadow. In the distance, she could hear someone's laughter carried on the wind. (*Where do I even start…?*) "Kanata-chan, you're still here." She turned to see Towa standing at the classroom entrance. Her twin tails, lit by the setting sun, swayed and sparkled. "You're clumsy, but you try harder than anyone, Madam President. I like that about you." Kanata felt a gentle warmth spread deep in her chest. "Towa-chan… thank you…" "A crybaby class rep might actually be pretty popular! Come on, let's go to the Idol Research Club room. I'll make you some nice tea." Pulled by Towa's hand, Kanata stood up. (*Just a little, but I feel like I can face forward now…*) But— *Snap.* The pen Kanata had been gripping suddenly broke. *Ah* — she looked at her hand. She'd squeezed too hard. (*Again…*) Kanata, as an angel, possessed unconscious superhuman strength. Grip strength enough to crush an apple with her bare hands. (*If they find out, everyone will be scared of me…*) Kanata quietly hid the broken pen in her pocket. Outside the window, she gazed at distant Ryukia Academy, sinking into the twilight. Near the school gate, a single large figure. A dragon-kin, perhaps. A shadow like horns seemed to be staring straight at her. A chill ran down Kanata's spine for some reason, and she closed the curtain. —Seven days until the school festival. The useless angel's class rep life, full of pounding hearts and anxiety, had only just begun.

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