"You bastard, if it wasn't enough that you molested Tohka, now you're going even further. You won't even spare teacher Tamae Okamine? Shido Itsuka, you beast, at least have some limits!" Over on Shido's side, as soon as he walked into the classroom, he was surrounded by Ai Yamabuki, Mai Hazakura, and Mii Fujibakama. The three of them pointed to Tamae Okamine, who was slumped lifelessly over the teacher's podium.
"No, what exactly happened here?" Because when Tohka sealed her power before, she used the simplest and most effective method—she knocked him out and then sealed it. So up until now, Shido still felt a bit dizzy. But that didn't mean he'd dare do anything to Tohka. Just look at how she dealt with DEM. Even that seemingly formidable Westcott got one of his arms chopped off by her. As for himself, he truly didn't have the guts. Not even his troublemaking sister Kotori had the nerve. After all, even she didn't want to see Tohka get pissed and blast their airship out of the sky someday.
"You scum, still trying to deny it..." Hearing Shido's protest, the three girls instantly turned up the heat to maximum. Shido broke out in a cold sweat, but that wasn't even the worst of it. Because just then, a voice sounded behind him.
"Shido..."
"Uh, Origami, what's with that look?"
"..."
To be honest, Tohka and Origami were still mutually annoyed with each other, but at least they weren't fighting over Shido. So, at this moment, no one stepped up to help Shido share the damage. And as for Shido, after being harassed day after day by Origami, just looking at her now made his legs feel weak.
"..."
While Shido was being mobbed in class over the pit he'd dug for himself, Tohka had already bought lunchboxes. After all, she had hands and feet, and hadn't sunk to the level of a shut-in NEET, so she rarely ordered delivery. But when she flew back to Miku Izayoi's—wait, no—to Nia Honjo's room, she froze. Because this girl had already gotten up from the computer, holding a huge book that looked like a Bible with a cross on it, seemingly looking something up.
But that wasn't even the main point. The main point was this outfit she was wearing...
"I remember you're supposed to be a nun, right? Why are you dressed so...lewd?" Looking at Nia's spirit outfit, Tohka really couldn't hold back her drunk expression—she just had to say it: "Seriously, you're supposed to be a holy nun, yet you're wearing this sheer see-through getup. What kind of nun is that? This outfit is no different from being naked! And your panties—this is even worse than a T-back!"
"Mm? Little Tohka, what, you don't think it looks good? Do you have an issue with it?" Hearing Tohka's words, Nia didn't mind at all. She lifted her eyes from her angel—Rasiel—and stood up, walked over in front of Tohka, and circled her while getting a little closer. Then she said in a curious tone, "Looks like you don't really know much about how things are overseas. Over there...tsk tsk..."
"You mean how in the West, people like doing it in churches? Are you seriously trying to learn from them?" But before Nia could finish, Tohka cut her off. What a joke—after living in America for so long, Tohka knew exactly how those people were. Even if she hadn't seen it firsthand, she'd heard plenty in her previous life.
"Mmm, looks like you really know your stuff, Tohka. That's why, see, nuns are all like this. Reality is just too boring—nothing like the two-dimensional world." Nia said nonchalantly.
"Like you aren't two-dimensional yourself...honestly." Tohka mumbled almost inaudibly. Out loud, though, she put on a practiced tone: "So, what type of girls do you like? Black stockings, white stockings, submissive Lolis, or haughty onee-samas? Or maybe yandere knife-wielders, huh? I personally recommend Lolis. You know what they say—Lolis have three virtues: delicate, frail, and easy to push down. What do you think?"
"Mm? Looks like you really know all about this, Tohka." Nia blinked in surprise. Apparently, she hadn't expected Tohka to say that.
"And what about boys? Like those big-XX cross-dressing cute boys. You know, the ones with pink twin tails, wearing black garter belts—everyone loves that type." As she spoke, afraid Nia wouldn't get it, Tohka picked up a pen and paper from the side. After all, in her past life she'd studied a bit of drawing. She wasn't as good as Nia, but sketching simple character art was no problem.
Then Tohka started drawing quickly right in front of Nia. Soon she had sketched out a simple picture of Astolfo.
"Look—long pink hair in thick pigtails, black garter belt, and everything about him acts like a girl. But underneath he's got an XX—don't you think that's kind of exciting, huh?" Well, she'd been a bit of a shut-in in her last life, then ended up in Marvel, then here. Even though she was surrounded by people, there weren't many who were truly into the otaku scene. Finally meeting a kindred spirit, Tohka's inner fujoshi had exploded.
Then, under Nia's dumbfounded stare, she chattered on and on, getting more and more excited. She was talking so fast that even Nia couldn't get a word in edgewise. Her hands were moving nonstop, sketching rough portraits of the characters from her previous life that had left the biggest impression on her.
And that still wasn't enough—some strange switch had apparently been flipped. Tohka was so worked up she started getting handsy with Nia.
"Hey, hey, that's enough—let's end this for now." Seeing Tohka leaning in with that weird gleam in her eyes, even the usually perverted Nia got a little freaked out. She wrapped her arms protectively around herself and backed away. Then she quickly dismissed her spirit outfit. As Tohka had pointed out, that getup was really way too sexy. She was honestly afraid Tohka might suddenly pounce on her.
"Click...so disappointing...wait, what the hell was I just doing?" Watching Nia return to her normal clothes, Tohka sighed in regret. Then she recalled what she'd been like a moment ago, and her face went a little red. Dammit—she'd been holding it in too long. Once she started, she couldn't stop, and she'd ended up scaring Nia. Not to mention—it was so embarrassing.
"Uh...let's end this topic and switch to something else." Seeing Tohka's expression, Nia hurriedly changed the subject.