Between classes, the Club room.
"That..."
Asagumo looked at Asakura and the Yanami beside him with a face full of displeasure, and asked with some confusion: "Did something happen?"
"To put it simply..." Asakura replied with a smile: "Yanami leaked."
"Obviously you have so many ways to explain it, why must you use the one that sounds the dirtiest?!"
Yanami protested, waving her fists in a huff.
Asagumo glanced at the other party's pleated skirt, then quickly looked away.
"Hmm, it's okay, I understand." She showed her usual kind and empathetic smile, saying softly.
"No, no, you definitely don't understand- I feel like just now, my reputation as Miss Yanami has taken a sudden sharp turn in a strange direction!"
"You're talking about magical power, right?"
"You actually understood?! Then what was that meaningful look at my skirt just now for! Was it intentional?! Did you intentionally want me to retort?!"
Asakura and Asagumo shared a smile.
Watching this scene, Yanami felt like she was about to explode with anger: "It really was intentional! How hateful, these two!"
"Do you need help?"
Placing the teapot with the tea set steadily on the table, Asagumo looked at Yanami with a half-smile, then asked Asakura: "For example, helping you hold her down or something?"
"After being persecuted in reputation, now even my chastity is in danger! Hey, wait a minute, don't tell me Asakura saying to come here for some snacks earlier was actually a trap?! Miss Yanami, could I have already stepped into a situation of no return?!"
The blue-haired girl hugged her shoulders with both arms, shivering as she watched the two who seemed to have a tacit understanding and showed a weird smile.
"The snacks are real, here, have some candy."
"Wow- it's candy... You think I'd say that! Even I won't be coaxed by a single candy! And it will also use up my precious snack quota!"
Yanami continued to say huffily.
"Because your ritual is essentially a worship of me, a fake god, so in reality I can occasionally give you things to eat as a 'divine gift,' bypassing your limit of four meals a day." Asakura shook the candy in his hand: "Want to eat it?"
"I do!"
Immediately, Yanami happily took the candy and began to eat it with joy.
Then she felt the somewhat stinging gaze from Asagumo.
"Isn't she easily coaxed?"
"Ah!"
Snapping back to her senses, Yanami couldn't help but start to regret her weakness.
How hateful, but the free candy is really sweet.
"So what should we do now?" Asagumo stood beside Yanami as if nothing was wrong, blocking the other's escape route while asking: "Do you need to kiss?"
Waking up from the sweetness of the candy, Yanami immediately realized she had been stupid again. Now Asakura and Asagumo were standing on either side of her, and as long as they wanted to, they could pick her up like an alien from Roswell at any time- this time there really was no escape.
"Speaking of which, why are you so familiar, Asagumo-san! Just how many dirty things have you done with Takuma-kun!" Yanami struggled in death, trying to awaken Asagumo's conscience: "Hurry up and think about the other girls in the club, they would surely be heartbroken if they knew you were this kind of person!"
"It's okay, the people in the club have more or less already had similar experiences."
"A shocking fact?!"
"There are even people who go further than this." Asagumo said diligently: "For example, Tamaki-imouto..."
"A child who obviously looks so pure, actually plays so big!"
Yanami was first shocked by the chaotic personal relationships of the Magic Club members, then couldn't help but ask: "That... if I didn't get it wrong, please forgive me... Asagumo-san, you like Takuma-kun, right? After all, you usually make it so obvious..."
"Yes."
"...Actually admitted it without hesitation." Yanami first instinctively looked at Asakura and found that the other party seemed to have no reaction to the girl's confession, as if he had known the other's feelings for a long time: "Then Takuma-kun is doing this kind of thing now, don't you have anything you want to say?"
"After all, Takuma-kun isn't an ordinary person, he has his own thoughts and choices, and I won't impose my own values on him- or rather, if Takuma-kun really became the kind of person who turned a blind eye to those things, he wouldn't be the Takuma-kun I like." The girl had a warm yet firm smile on her face, saying seriously: "And it doesn't matter if he plays with others, because in the end Takuma-kun will return to me."
"To the extent of being magnanimous or confident that it makes people feel admiration?!" Yanami was greatly shocked: "Don't you mind at all?"
"Initially I was more or less unhappy, but recently I've also been able to get some pleasure from other people's reactions." Asagumo said with a small smile.
"A new world door has been opened?! Come back quickly, Asagumo-san, don't go down a strange path of no return..." The blue-haired girl first complained loudly, then pointed at Asakura: "Speaking of which, Takuma-kun's private life is also too chaotic! Is the Magic Club this kind of club?!"
"Ah..." at this time Asakura spoke as if he hadn't noticed the girl's accusation, just saying to Asagumo: "Yanami's words don't need to be done that way, because she... well, there's no need for that."
After all, compared to before, after having 'limited infinity,' Asakura has become much more composed and doesn't need to rush to supplement magical power.
And as said before, Yanami's own quality as a witch isn't particularly good, and the amount of magical power produced isn't much, it's just that her 'capacity' as a magical power container is also very small due to the same poor quality, which is why there's a magical power overflow, causing the phenomenon of a curse-like rampage.
"I see, my apologies."
Asagumo walked back to her original position leisurely and continued to brew tea for Asakura.
"Clearly it's a good thing, but I feel like my value has been denied?! As a human! As a woman!"
And Yanami held her head with both hands, her face full of conflict, seemingly unable to let go of the final result.
"Don't shout and scream while eating, look at this, aren't there spit droplets coming out?" Asakura frowned and moved his buttocks in the opposite direction from the girl, pulling a little distance from her.
"The disgust in your eyes is for real! Miss Yanami, am I such an unpopular girl?!"
Yanami was greatly hit, and her whole person turned a gray-white color as if she had burned out.