Sword Princess: Isn't this a bit too easy?
Time Eater: You have a point. Now, all that's left is for us to watch Tatsuya's public display of affection with his harem (wry smile).
Makoto: You're all jumping to conclusions too quickly (serious tone).
White: Just as this man said, the mission is far from over. The real performance is about to begin (even more serious).
Sword Princess: ...It seems I need to train even harder (bitter smile).
Time Eater: Me too.
The chat group fell into a heavy silence for several heartbeats.
White: He's coming.
BOOM!
The hulking terrorist who had been defeated just moments ago materialized once more before Tatsuya.
While Tatsuya's expression remained as calm as a still lake, the faces of Mayumi, Mari, Erika, and Sayaka underwent a drastic transformation. They stood frozen, paralyzed by the sight of the monstrosity before them—a creature standing five meters tall, its skin a shade of obsidian darker than the midnight sky.
A pair of massive, jagged tusks jutted from the corners of its mouth, radiating a primal aura of terror that chilled the bones of anyone who looked upon it.
"...There is no saving this man. His soul has been utterly consumed by the Black Mist," Tatsuya remarked softly. His voice was steady, his expression flat, yet his gaze remained sharp and indifferent.
"It doesn't matter. Finish him, Tatsuya-kun!" Mayumi cried out, her voice laced with resolve.
"Oi—!" Mari started to interject, but the words died in her throat the moment she caught sight of the sheer gravity written across Mayumi's face.
Erika narrowed her crimson eyes, her fear seemingly overtaken by a flicker of intense curiosity as she studied the transformed terrorist.
"As you wish." Tatsuya extended his hand, offering a cold, formal courtesy. "I bear no personal grudge against you, but you must be erased. The malevolent existence fused with your body cannot be allowed to remain. Farewell."
Bang!
Tatsuya surged the output of his Super Decomposition. This opponent was a different beast entirely compared to the Black Mist he had encountered previously.
In the fundamental laws of Super Decomposition, the higher the existence of the target, the greater the energy and effort required to trigger the process. However, with Tatsuya's infinite well of Psions, such a law was a mere formality he had already bypassed.
Bang!
The terrorist's massive frame dissolved into a cloud of black haze, which was promptly swept away by the wind until nothing remained.
"I knew you were capable, but I'm still shocked by just how overwhelming your original magic is, Tatsuya-kun."
"I accept the compliment, Mari-senpai."
"Ugh." Mari winced slightly at the way he addressed her.
Tatsuya had called her that countless times before, but now, with her boyfriend Chiba Naotsugu crossing her mind, a pang of discomfort pricked at her heart. For a fleeting second, it felt as though she were being unfaithful.
"Mari-senpai? Is something the matter?"
"Ahem, it's nothing."
Mayumi stared directly into Mari's eyes. As her closest friend, she could read the hesitation swirling in Mari's heart like an open book.
Mayumi let out a helpless sigh, leaning in to whisper into her friend's ear, "Please, Mari-chan... don't tell me you're falling for it too."
"No! I'm nothing like you!" Mari hissed back, her denial so forceful it only served to make her look more suspicious.
Erika watched the two of them with a skeptical squint.
Meanwhile, Tatsuya had focused his perception across the entire campus, his mind far removed from their bickering.
"99% of the terrorists have been neutralized. The students in the vicinity have been secured and are in stable condition."
Upon hearing Tatsuya's report, Mayumi exhaled a long breath of relief.
"Tatsuya-kun..."
"I know. Now, witness the miracle about to unfold before your eyes."
Tatsuya raised his hand as high as it would go.
Bang!
A massive surge of Psions erupted, a tidal wave of energy that enveloped the entire school.
Mayumi, Mari, Erika, and Sayaka were momentarily jolted by the sheer scale of it, their fear replaced by profound awe. Sayaka's eyes were shimmering with a level of adoration that bordered on worship. Mayumi stood stunned, her mouth slightly agape, though no words could find their way out.
Mari's perception of the boy before her began to shift. Slowly, she found Tatsuya looking more handsome, more reliable—far more so than Chiba Naotsugu.
'Wait, what am I thinking?!'
Mari scolded herself, horrified by the sudden lapse in her loyalty.
On the other hand, Erika's eyes burned with a fiery passion as she watched him. No one could truly decipher what was racing through her mind, but she was visibly more exhilarated than usual.
The Psion wave washed through every soul on campus, systematically dismantling the remnants of the Black Mist hiding in the depths of their hearts.
When Miyuki felt the familiar ripple of Psions in the air, a gentle smile graced her lips.
'Onii-sama truly is wonderful,' she murmured to herself.
She remained perfectly composed, even as the students around her grew restless from the pressure of the wave passing through them.
After purging the last traces of the Black Mist, Tatsuya released a second pulse—this time, a wave of restoration to heal the wounded.
The Tatsuya of the original timeline could never have attempted such a feat. The only reason this Tatsuya could pull off something so reality-defying was the sheer rank of his skills and his bottomless reservoir of Psions.
"With this, the matter is completely settled." Tatsuya offered a relieved smile, turning back to the girls. "Let's head back."
To be continued...Anvanced Chapter p*tre*n.com/AgamYupi02