"Senpai, nice to meet you~"
Just as expected, Sayaka encountered an ambush on the first floor.
But rather than an ambush, it was more accurate to say Erika had been waiting for her for a long time.
Stepping out from the shadow of a pillar, she casually tossed a wakizashi in front of Sayaka.
"If I remember correctly, you must be Mibu Sayaka-senpai, the runner-up in the national middle school girls' kendo tournament two years ago?"
"I'm Chiba Erika from Class 1-E."
"Would you mind having a match with me?"
Erika said this with a playful smile on her fair, model-like face.
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...
...
"Well then, I'll leave it to you to take Mibu-senpai to the infirmary."
"Don't worry, she's not that heavy."
Without hesitation, Erika pushed Sayaka into his arms.
By the time Mahiro descended the escalator, Mibu-senpai had already lost.
And it was an instant defeat.
Though she barely managed to block Erika's ultimate attack, the baton strike still fractured her bones, causing her to faint from the pain on the spot.
Yet, seeing the faint but pure smile on her face made it clear—senpai had found peace, obtaining what she had longed for.
Recognition.
The acknowledgment from the heiress of the Chiba family carried more weight than anyone else's.
It made her feel she had value.
Cradling senpai in his arms and gazing down at her serene sleeping face, Mahiro suddenly spoke without thinking:
"By the way, Erika, you must be really strong in swordsmanship, right?"
"That's right~"
Erika stretched lazily in front of him, completely disregarding ladylike manners, as she stowed away her baton and said:
"Watanabe Mari is a disciple of my family. She's a 'Mokuroku,' while I'm an 'Inka.' But if I went all out, I'd probably be around 'Menkyo' level..."
"Wait, why are you asking?"
Erika eyed him suspiciously. "What, don't tell me you want to spar with me?"
"Yeah."
Without hesitation or second thought, Mahiro nodded honestly.
He was very interested in the Chiba family's "Menkyo."
"Hoh~~~~"
Hearing his confirmation, Erika deliberately drew out her voice as she sized him up, a faint smirk curling at her lips.
"If it were anyone else, I'd probably refuse. But for you, Yotsuba-kun, I might just make an exception!"
It wasn't just Mahiro—Erika felt the same way.
She, too, was deeply interested in the sword that had defeated Mibu Sayaka!
...
With the main assault force in the library eliminated, the terrorists within the school were gradually suppressed and brought under control.
One of the masterminds, the kendo club captain Shikou, had already been apprehended.
Dusk approached.
The three leaders of the student council now gathered in the infirmary, listening to Sayaka's testimony.
However, the room was unusually silent.
All eyes were fixed on the Disciplinary Committee Chair, Watanabe Mari.
The reason was simple.
Sayaka's testimony had mentioned a crucial incident from the past.
Once, Sayaka had admired Mari-senpai's swordsmanship and sought to challenge her during the kendo club's recruitment demonstration match.
But she was coldly rejected, dealing a heavy blow to her confidence—leading her down a dark path.
"Honestly, this is surprising. I never expected Watanabe-senpai to do something like that."
"Yotsuba-kun, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Go ahead."
"Could you... come a little closer?"
"Like this?"
"A bit more..."
"Alright."
Following Sayaka's instructions, he took another step toward the hospital bed. But the next moment, a soft, warm body threw itself into his arms.
Her hands clutched tightly at his clothes as she buried her face in his chest. The faint fragrance of the girl mixed with the scent of shampoo filled his nose.
Mibu-senpai's quiet sobs gradually turned into full-blown weeping.
Feeling the intensity of her sorrow, Mahiro silently reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender shoulders.
The others wore expressions of surprise.
Yet no one interrupted.
Mahiro gently patted Mibu-senpai's back in comfort, but his gaze and thoughts had already drifted far away.
There was only one thing left to do now—
Destroy [Blanche] and throw the grandest revenge banquet of all!
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