Having once again resolved to teach that green-haired Spirit a lesson, Dark Amber followed Rita's steps to Amber's room.
Rita, knowing the two had things to discuss, thoughtfully did not enter the room.
Just as Dark Amber had anticipated, Amber harbored no dissatisfaction over her slip-up—she didn't even seem to mind it.
Instead, she expressed concern over whether Dark Amber could adapt to this kind of life, as both were well aware of Dark Amber's temperament.
Previously, with no reliable person to entrust, Amber had chosen Dark Amber as the first option—but that was contingent on Dark Amber being able to endure it.
Having experienced a full day now, though only half of it was actually spent at school, it was enough to gauge whether she could adapt or not.
Frankly, Amber somewhat hoped that Dark Amber—the other version of herself—could integrate more into human society. And school was undoubtedly the most carefree stage of human growth; this request was partly motivated by that wish.
Unfortunately, it was only the first day and yet…
"One day isn't enough to tell anything," Dark Amber replied honestly.
"But a fake is a fake after all. I could rely on acting to blend in, but an ordinary school environment wouldn't accept my true personality."
That was certainly true.
"Then… should we drop this?" Amber, thinking she disliked it, suggested, "Asking Origami to step in wouldn't cause any problems either."
In Rita's eyes, this was also the optimal choice.
"...That won't be necessary," Dark Amber said with an indifferent expression.
"It's not like I have anything else to do right now anyway. Besides, after sailing smoothly for so long, stirring up a little trouble for myself isn't entirely unacceptable."
She had already done everything she could under the identity of Mobius. What remained was just haggling and waiting for the right moment—matters she could hardly intervene in.
From Amber's perspective, and that of Ratatoskr, the "conquest" of the Spirits had only just begun, meaning the plot was just getting on track.
But in Dark Amber's view, this so-called conquest was merely a casual pastime, a side amusement.
She had never cared about winning over any Spirits; she was only humoring Amber, letting her enjoy herself until everything was completed.
Once all the pieces of her plan fell into place, the significance of following any plot would fade.
The recognition gains from this world far outweighed anything from sticking to a script—so much so that recognition could simply be treated as a string of numbers.
And when her plan succeeded, Amber would officially possess power sufficient to influence star systems.
Only then would Dark Amber feel a measure of reassurance.
As for the plan failing… Dark Amber didn't consider that a possibility.
After all, with Takamiya Mio being such a lovesick fool, as long as she presented a feasible resurrection plan, Mio wouldn't be an obstacle at all.
As for Westcott's side… even less likely.
They believed they had captured Honjou Nia, but that was merely a feather from the Fenghuang Down.
The real Honjou Nia had long since changed her appearance and started a new life, pursuing the pinnacle of two-dimensional passion.
As for DEM's years of research, it was all just outdated results that Dark Amber had fed them through the Fenghuang Down.
How could she possibly let Westcott get his hands on something like the Beelzebub?
As for resurrecting Takamiya Shin, there were plenty of methods.
Whether it was the Edo Tensei from Naruto, optimized by the Herrscher of Sentience, or the Homunculus Creation from the Fate series, pulling Takamiya Shin back would be effortless.
If Dark Amber felt like it, she could even use Mio's power and the system shop to construct a knock-off version of the Throne of Heroes on this planet.
But that would cost a lot of recognition points, so Dark Amber wasn't keen on considering it. Besides, it wasn't necessary to go that far.
Even if the plan did fail, she could always call in the Herrscher of Sentience.
Though relying on a hired hand would undoubtedly lower Amber's opinion and image of her, sometimes you had to compromise for greater gains.
At worst, even if they couldn't defeat Mio, they could at least make her think twice before acting against them.
Everything was already arranged. All that remained was waiting for the Selene to be fully deployed. Until then, Amber could simply enjoy herself in this world.
Hmph… that old fossil and the self-proclaimed Celestial are nothing but brutes with power.
Could they plan all this? Achieve this much? Create this situation? No—only I can accomplish this.
Thinking this, Dark Amber smiled.
It wasn't a sweet, healing smile like Seele's, but one carrying the arrogance and ease of someone long accustomed to high authority, supremely confident in her own abilities.
Such an expression didn't suit Seele's face, but it fit Mobius perfectly.
"Then… shall we continue to entrust Shiori's matter to you for now?"
There were only the two of them here, and besides, the other's face was practically identical to Seele's anyway.
Amber naturally didn't care about any character inconsistencies, though she hadn't expected Dark Amber to be willing to continue despite showing disinterest.
"Mhm."
After reinforcing her self-assurance and restoring her confidence through that mental exercise, Dark Amber calmed down.
Soon, the second day arrived.
Itsuka Kotori had sent Amber an invitation for a gathering the previous evening, inviting not only Durandal, Rita, and Seele, but also all the Spirits under Schicksal's wing—even Mobius.
'But Seele and Mobius can't appear at the same time…'
Amber felt a bit helpless about this. After consulting Dark Amber, she crossed out Mobius's name.
After all, Seele didn't seem like the type to turn down newly made friends, while Mobius was famously busy.
Her absence would be perfectly normal—Kotori hadn't even expected Mobius to attend; she'd only extended the invitation out of respect.
After all, Mobius would be her future boss if she switched companies.
Learning of the Fraxinus's invitation, the three guileless Spirits happily jumped for joy. Miku, however, politely declined.
She was currently in a career upswing, and perhaps to compensate for the humiliation she'd endured, Mobius had generously showered her with a dazzling array of resources—many from major brands her talent agency couldn't even dream of accessing.
This not only made Miku salivate, but even her agent started breathing heavily.
Their modest talent agency had truly latched onto a big shot!
No—their talent, Miku, had latched onto a big shot. After disappearing quietly for several days, the agent had initially feared she'd angered that wealthy young lady and been hauled off in a sack.
Seemed the hauling wasn't for nothing after all.
Miku was well aware of her agent's hopes to ride her coattails, and she didn't mind.
This agent had always taken good care of her, so with a wave of her hand, she permitted the agent to accompany her fully during negotiations, giving the agent a chance to expand her connections.
Aside from Miku, Kurumi also showed little interest in the gathering. But considering she'd need to live an ordinary life in the future, she decided she might as well get used to the noisy atmosphere.
And so, a new day began.
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