Sobu High, Service Club room.
A magic circle lit up on the floor, and Leo appeared with the other three, all stepping out together as they returned to the school.
"…I finally get it. So this is why you're always coming and going from this room?" Utaha muttered for a moment, then launched into a full complaint. "Demons are way too sneaky."
She had never imagined this.
While she was stressing every morning about how to drag herself out of bed on time, cramming into a packed train with a bunch of salarymen, praying she wouldn't be late… Leo and the others had been teleporting to school like it was nothing.
Just duck into the basement at home and—bam—instantly arrive at school. An overpowered modern-day teleport gate.
If she could commute like that, she could sleep an extra thirty minutes. Maybe even an extra hour and still make it before the bell.
Unfair didn't even begin to cover it.
"It's super convenient. I didn't believe it at first either," Asuna Yuuki said from the side.
Unless you lived in the school dorms, this was the most ideal commute imaginable—easier than living across the street from campus.
Going home was the same. Just step into the clubroom and you're back at the manor in an instant. It honestly beat dorm life.
Dorms could never compare to the comfort of home, especially when there were no adults around to restrict you.
For Asuna, life now was far easier and freer than before. Add in the fact that she finally had genuine friends she enjoyed being around—she couldn't help but fall in love with her current daily life.
Before all this, she didn't have real social freedom. She wasn't as isolated as Yukinoshita Yukino, but a prestigious school came with its own exhausting rules. Every interaction felt calculated—who to talk to, who to avoid, what you could or couldn't say. Everything was weighed for benefit.
Asuna avoided that world as much as possible. It was full of pretense.
Now that her parents no longer pressured her so harshly, and she had real friends at her side, she couldn't dislike the life she'd found.
"If someone could remember this is my clubroom, that would be great," Yukino said flatly from the side.
Leo knew that was directed at him.
Ever since she became his servant, the Service Club room had basically become his lounge. He used it more than she did.
Yukino was technically the club president, but with Leo taking over the room, she pretty much had no authority left. Sometimes she even had to run errands for her irresponsible master.
If Asuna hadn't joined and taken over the routine tea-making, Yukino would still be making Leo a hot cup of black tea every day.
If you told the Yukino of the past that she'd end up catering to a man like this, waiting on him like he was some kind of lord… she wouldn't have believed a word of it.
But she had become Leo's servant.
She had no choice but to do her duties.
"Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you something," Leo said, looking at Yukino. "You didn't give up on the Service Club, but you also haven't been taking student or teacher requests anymore, right?"
Yukino went silent.
It was true. She hadn't been doing any club activities. She didn't even let outsiders step foot into the clubroom.
And for good reason.
"How exactly am I supposed to let people in here?" Yukino pointed at the magic circle. "If anyone saw that, they'd think I was conducting some shady cult ritual."
To avoid trouble, she'd even refused the teacher originally assigned to supervise her club. When they came to check on things, she intentionally stepped out to talk in the hallway—raising even more suspicion.
And rumors about Leo, Yukino, and Asuna always entering and leaving together had long spread. Plenty of teachers suspected they were doing something inappropriate.
Honestly, if her family hadn't already approved her choices—and if Haruno Yukinoshita hadn't used her influence to cover for her—she would've been summoned to the faculty office ages ago.
And if she went down, Leo and Asuna would definitely be dragged in too.
Leo knew all of this perfectly well.
He rubbed his chin and suddenly said:
"If you're not attached to the Service Club anymore, then why not just change the club itself?"
Everyone immediately looked at him.
"Change the club?" Utaha perked up. "Into what?"
"A club that matches who we actually are," Leo replied without hesitation, as if he'd already thought about it. "Something like researching supernatural phenomena, investigating mysterious incidents inside and outside the school. It'd be perfect cover for us."
The girls fell into thought.
It was actually a great idea.
They'd definitely continue coming in and out like this. They'd hold strange conversations and do things others couldn't understand. Having a club as cover would stop the suspicion.
"I like it," Utaha said first. "Sure, it's late to start a new club in third year, but our situation isn't normal. We need a place that covers for us."
"A supernatural research club…" Asuna nodded as well. "Other schools have clubs like that. And most people avoid them, so no one would try to come in here."
Yukino knew they both had good points, but her expression was complicated.
She had founded the Service Club. It carried her ideals—her desire to change the world, even if that sounded pretentious. But she had always taken it seriously. It wasn't just a motto on paper.
And beyond that, there was another secret reason she made the club—to escape loneliness. To have a place and an excuse to form connections.
That was why she never disbanded it.
But now…
Looking at the warm, lively group around her, Yukino suddenly realized something:
Her wish had already come true.
Her reason for creating the club was already fulfilled.
And after everything she'd experienced since becoming a devil, after seeing the variety of people and desires that existed in the dark corners of the world… her old ideals felt childish.
Change the world by fixing people's weaknesses?
Teach them strength instead of giving them answers?
Reach out to others just because jealousy and insecurity were part of human nature?
Too naive.
Changing a handful of students wouldn't change human nature, society, or the world.
And after granting so many wishes as a devil, seeing people expose ugly desires without shame… Yukino no longer believed people would become better just because she helped them.
Human nature wouldn't change. Changing a few individuals meant nothing to the masses.
The ones willing to pay any price to have demons (her) grant their wishes—that was the world's true face.
And she… couldn't change it.
"…Fine." Yukino let out a quiet sigh, nodded slowly, and accepted it. "Let's disband the Service Club and make a new one."
Instead of clinging to an impossible future, she'd grasp the power she had now.
"At least in this hidden world, I have the strength to change something," she thought.
"Great, it's decided," Leo said immediately. "Yukino, you'll talk to the teacher, right?"
"Of course there's a problem," Yukino said irritably. "You asking or not doesn't change the fact that I'm the one who has to go."
"You're experienced," Leo said cheerfully. "I believe in you. You'll convince the supervising teacher."
Every club needed an appointed teacher. Yukino had already founded a club before—she was the natural choice.
"What do we call the new club?" Utaha raised her hand and blinked playfully. "The Mystical Service Club?"
…That sounded like a dubious fetish club.
Yukino and Asuna both twitched, faces full of rejection.
"If you name it that, divine punishment might strike you," Leo said dryly, giving Utaha a look. Then he spoke again:
"Since the club studies supernatural phenomena, we'll call it the Department of Mystical Affairs."
Kuoh Academy had the Occult Research Club.
Sobu High would have the Department of Mystical Affairs.
Perfect.
No issues whatsoever.
Done and decided.
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