Time slowly passed, arriving at the height of summer in July.
A faint lavender scent permeated the air, and sparse sunlight filtered through the tree gaps, casting soft rays across the entire summer. Time seemed to stand still, or perhaps it quietly lingered in this moment, everything so ethereal.
After a good period of peace and quiet, Fang Wuwei found the leisurely life so comfortable that he almost succumbed to this incomparably pleasant yet slightly busy environment.
It was during this time... his reputation slightly declined.
Ever since Fang Wuwei returned to the present, his unexplained disappearance for a month, coupled with his previous unannounced departure that left a young girl waiting for several hours, directly earned him the title of a scumbag. Even though Fang Wuwei tried his best to explain that his month-long disappearance was due to very important matters that needed urgent handling, the title of scumbag remained firmly affixed to him.
As for Yuta and others, he frankly told them that he had gone to the Other World to fight a war. After listening to Fang Wuwei's explanation...
Yuta and Nibutani were full of disbelief and disdain. Finding such an outrageous excuse—time travel, fighting, and escaping death—who would believe it? He just ran away.
At the same time, both were very angry. Disappearing for a month over such a trivial matter, being unreachable, not asking for leave, and not even giving a notice, just disappearing inexplicably—both of them scolded Fang Wuwei. Yuta even physically attacked him, causing Fang Wuwei to cower with his head in his hands, as he dared not and did not want to fight back.
Koushou, however, believed him, but at the end, she said seriously, 'You must never let down a girl's feelings.' From this, Fang Wuwei knew that Koushou was just as always, enjoying playing along.
Only Rikka and Totsuka's eyes were sparkling, clamoring for Fang Wuwei to tell more details, chattering incessantly. Fang Wuwei didn't think much of it; anyway, his reputation was already ruined, so an extra tag of severe chuunibyou didn't matter.
This led to Fang Wuwei, who was originally the undisputed male god in everyone's hearts, now having a somewhat delicate status...
During art class, Shana, who was paired with him to draw portraits of each other, chattered with him, and other girls also pricked up their ears to listen. Still popular, he was no longer everyone's desired romantic interest. Fewer girls surrounded him, which saved Fang Wuwei a lot of trouble, and he greatly enjoyed it. He thought, 'If I had known it would become so convenient, I would have done this earlier!'
After class, Yuta was mysteriously called out by Isshiki Makoto, while Fang Wuwei, as usual, returned to the Club Activities room to further study the dark scripture, intending to find the truth of this world.
Ever since seeing the Special Point, Fang Wuwei believed that the delusions of Yuta and others were very likely real. He wanted to find those things, in case this place was heavily invaded by the Main God in the future, he might still have a trump card.
When everyone returned, seeing Fang Wuwei, who as always was holding a blue folder and reading incessantly, Yuta's mouth twitched. He already knew what that thing was, and he wondered if Nibutani would be furious if she found out...
But... he really hasn't changed, still so chuunibyou...
Yuta sighed deeply. 'Still so immature, Oriental.'
Regarding this, Fang Wuwei pointed to the black undershirt beneath Yuta's school uniform shirt: 'Do you have the right to say that?'
That was the club uniform Rikka had custom-made. The front had the member's title written on it. Yuta's was 'Dark Flame,' and of course, he also had one that said 'Crimson Eye,' but he hadn't worn it.
After being exposed, Yuta's face turned beet red, desperately trying to deny it, but Fang Wuwei forcibly pulled off his shirt, revealing the team uniform.
'Oh oh ~ Dark Flame Master really wore it too ~'
'It suits you, Yuta.'
Yuta squatted to the side, holding his shirt, feeling dejected. His clothes were forcibly taken off... he was no longer clean... By the way, why is Oriental so strong!
Just then, Nibutani suddenly pushed open the door of the association, storming in with a furious expression.
'You damned middle school brat~~'
Fang Wuwei remembered that during art class, Nibutani was directly tripped by Totsuka with a slide tackle, sending both her and the easel tumbling. And when Totsuka fled the scene, she even mocked her.
Totsuka, however, was calm, striking a pose as if she had been waiting for Nibutani to come looking for her.
But when Nibutani pulled a bottle of milk from her bag, her entire face changed color.
'I still need to show you, you idiot, my power. It's been fully heated by me, able to instantly fill your mouth with flavor and aroma, guaranteed to let you know the taste of milk.'
'Are you a devil...? No, I'm the dark force here... Ah, then, then are you an angel?!'
'What do you care which one I am!!'
Nibutani poked open the cap and, wielding the milk bottle, tried to pour all the milk into Totsuka's mouth. Totsuka naturally resisted with all her might.
Nibutani held Totsuka, raising the milk high, vowing to teach her a lesson. Totsuka desperately pushed her away, and the two wrestled together.
Koushou was even cheering for Totsuka.
And later, it was no longer about the milk; the two simply started fighting.
Yuta quickly put on his clothes and, along with Fang Wuwei and others, watched the show on the street. But soon, he saw a figure outside the door, his expression slightly changed, and he spoke up to warn Nibutani.
'Um, Nibutani...'
'What do you want? I'm busy right now, shut up!'
Thinking he was there to break up the fight, Nibutani didn't give Yuta a good look. Grabbing Totsuka's pigtail, she stood up and yelled at Yuta, 'You're so annoying! If you dare to interfere, I'll even—'
Before she finished speaking, looking at Yuta pointing at the door and Fang Wuwei stifling a laugh beside him, a bad premonition arose in Fang Wuwei's heart.
She suddenly turned around and saw Isshiki standing at the door with an electric guitar on his back.
And Isshiki Makoto, seeing Nibutani, who was completely uninhibited and unlike her usual self in the association, suddenly look over, became flustered and greeted her.
'Oh, Isshiki-kun, is something the matter?'
Shinka Nibutani used the once-in-a-lifetime flash of the Sen family, instantly teleporting to the other side of the association, striking a pose like a girl next door, tossing her hair as if the one who had just wrestled with Totsuka wasn't her.
Facing the suddenly unfamiliar Nibutani, Isshiki Makoto didn't know how to respond and could only answer truthfully: 'Ah, ah... no, I have something to discuss with Yuta...'
'Oh, is that so? You really startled me...'
Before Fang Wuwei's words finished, she was hammered on the head by Totsuka. The milk had already been drunk by Koushou, and the fearless Totsuka blew the horn of counterattack!!
'Just you wait, Fake Morisummer! I'll beat you into subspace flight, charging towards the horizon of infinite power, Death!'
'Morisummer?' This strange title made Isshiki Makoto, who hadn't fully recovered, unconsciously blurt it out.
'No... nothing, I don't know what she's saying. This child is really interesting.'
Even though Isshiki Makoto had almost witnessed the entire thing, Nibutani still held a sliver of hope to salvage her image.
But Totsuka would never let her succeed; she would use Fake Morisummer's dark scripture to completely break through Nibutani's mental defenses!
'dark scripture Seven-Color Manuscript, Chapter Three, Section One:'
Nibutani's face darkened, and her smile instantly stiffened. She had a very bad feeling.
'When the whispers of the spirits and the will of light and water reach our hearts, the gate to the White World will open!'
Nibutani's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
'Having watched over the world for four hundred years, I understand very well that the most important thing in this world is... Love!!!'
Nibutani finally couldn't stand this true damage + critical hit mental attack, and she threw caution to the wind, covering her ears and rolling on the floor, howling.
'A fake is a fake. Upon hearing the words of the true self, her spirit collapsed, Death!'
Totsuka still looked smug, watching Nibutani rolling on the floor with satisfaction. She had once again defeated the fake and upheld the image of the great Morisummer.
'Morisummer, cheer up~' Koushou was still fanning the flames, still fanning the flames. This blow was the last straw that broke the camel's back, directly breaking Nibutani's defense. She instantly stood up and yelled at Koushou, 'Don't call me Morisummer!'
But at that instant, she remembered that Isshiki Makoto was still standing at the door.
Finally realizing that she couldn't hide it, Nibutani's choice was... to silence him.
She stomped hard on Isshiki Makoto's foot. Isshiki Makoto's face instantly turned pale, unable to scream, only twitching in place. It was clear that Nibutani had used deadly force... with her foot.
'If you dare to tell anyone in class what you just saw, I'll curse you to death.'
Nibutani, with the calmest tone and the gentlest face, spoke the most terrifying words.
Only Isshiki Makoto's screams echoed across the sky.
From then on, this City gained another heartbroken person~