Chapter 336: Sona's Social Death
The so-called transparent air cushion was actually a person.
And that person, of course, was Renji, who had used magic to conceal himself.
But due to an accidental attack during training by Sona's group of female familiars, the magic effect dissipated.
Thus, his figure was revealed.
In truth, given his abilities, avoiding detection would have been simple.
But he did this intentionally—deliberately putting Sona in this situation to make her shame explode.
When her familiars had matters to attend to, he simply brought her to meet them, though he remained hidden.
Under normal circumstances, Sona would probably refuse.
Unfortunately, in that state, she could hardly resist, being led before her familiars like a puppet.
This aloof, icy president—also particularly tsundere—was made to experience such social death.
So, with her mind and body under subtle shock, she had to worry about whether her familiars noticed her abnormality, leaving her utterly flustered.
"Sona, Sona~"
He was calling out to Sona.
Though the stray magic had exposed him, she hadn't realized he was revealed yet.
Sona didn't even notice the magic that had flown toward her.
The reason was simple: her mind was severely dazed.
Thus, after being called, she gradually came to her senses.
"Ah? What is it? You—don't speak"
Coming to her senses, Sona's lips parted as if she'd just finished a marathon, slightly breathless.
Her voice was also panicked, as if afraid others might hear him.
So, Sona looked around.
Tsubaki was watching as usual—she knew, but currently, Tsubaki was also deeply dazed. Only when Sona's gaze met hers did she somewhat regain awareness, their eye contact making both extremely awkward.
"Pr-President?"
"What is this?"
"No wonder the president didn't want me to sit on the chair—it's specially made~"
A few more voices chimed in, some with teasing tones, causing Sona's body to stiffen.
Looking up in the direction of the voice, Sona saw all her female familiars gazing in her direction.
It was as if they could see him.
No, not "as if"—they truly could see him.
At this moment, realizing her true situation had been exposed, Sona's mind went blank as if short-circuited, ceasing all thought.
"Don't space out! We're still in training!"
This voice gradually brought her back to her senses, and she noticed Nimura Ruruko and the others were once again dealing with the training mechanical monsters.
However, some of them occasionally glanced over here, clearly puzzled by the strange behavior.
Puzzled?
Briefly shutting out that terrifying feeling—the kind that could make both body and mind succumb—Sona quickly thought it through and immediately understood something.
In reality, she wasn't completely exposed yet.
Ruruko and the others currently only found her behavior very odd, without realizing the truth behind it.
But if this continued, she would inevitably be exposed sooner or later.
By then, Sona would truly have no place to hide her shame.
The persona she maintained before her familiars was that of a calm and steady individual, someone with a rather cold temperament, projecting an aloof and unapproachable image.
If her current true situation were exposed, she wouldn't know how to face these familiars in the future, because she would be too ashamed.
To be engaging in such absurd behavior right in front of all her familiars.
Ah, that big idiot, really!
"Ha!!!"
With a spirited shout, a blue-haired girl—Yura Tsubasa—deployed a defensive barrier, blocking the attack from the mechanical creature ahead.
She was buying time for her companions.
"The weak point is the third eye on the right side of the head!!!"
Immediately providing this intel was a brown-haired girl who looked delicate and pitiable—Kusaka Reya. She wasn't actually a combat-type member but specialized in gathering intelligence and detecting enemies.
"Understood, I'll handle it!!!"
Tomoe responded cheerfully, preparing to use a secret technique of her newly acquired Sacred Gear.
"I'll provide cover"
A white-haired girl—Momo—immediately positioned herself to create an opening for Tomoe.
"I'll handle the feint attack"
Another brown-haired girl, though with slightly darker hair tied in twin tails—Ruruko—launched a fierce assault on the opposite side of Tomoe's attack.
Thus, through the coordinated efforts of the five—
"Boom—!!!"
The final boss-type mechanical monster was finally defeated.
So, what evaluation would the five give regarding the deployment of their new Sacred Gears?
The five returned to the student council president's side, looking at her with somewhat peculiar expressions.
What in the world was she doing?
Huh?
They suddenly noticed something unusual happening to the president's clothing—it was dissipating like dry ice.
What was going on?
They immediately realized one thing: the president's outfit was actually formed from condensed magical power.
And now that the clothing was disappearing, there were only a few possible explanations.
One, she was going to change into something else.
Another, she was going to dispel it, but it probably wasn't the latter.
Wait, it seemed like it was indeed the latter, but the president shouldn't be dispelling it under these circumstances.
Looking more closely, this dispelling didn't appear to be initiated voluntarily by the president either.
In this situation, it seemed more like the student council president had lost her focus so severely that her subconscious had forgotten the magical disguise, causing it to dissipate on its own.
Look, they had already come right in front of the president, yet she still hadn't noticed them.
"President..."
Tsubasa couldn't help but call out.
"Huh?"
There was a reaction. President Sona was gradually regaining her senses.
The next second, President Sona's face, which had been flushed as red as if it were about to bleed, suddenly changed dramatically.
"W-Wait a minute—Eeeeeek!"
The president let out a scream—a rather adorable one.
And with that scream, the five girls finally understood the truth.
All five of them stood there dumbfounded.