Chapter 50

The smile on Messiah's lips deepened.

"That's right."

"I apologize, Savior."

"It's all our fault... ..."

The body of the 13th Apostle trembled with fear.

Messiah tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

Tap, tap.

"Last time as well, the plan has been slightly off at minor points... ..."

A tender voice flowed from Messiah's lips.

"I keep feeling like we're missing something... Is there any other information?"

I could understand the situation during the cherry blossom festival.

Messiah, who always considered all variables to create the most perfect plan, occasionally had one or two things go wrong.

However, this was the first time two plans in a row had failed.

While the goal was achieved during the cherry blossom festival, this time the goal itself failed.

"It's because the Association and the Academy have strictly controlled the information... ..."

"Unfortunately... We can hardly obtain any more information... ..."

"We have no way of knowing who interfered or how the plan failed."

"I apologize, Savior... ..."

The 13th Apostle spoke to Messiah with a voice trembling with fear.

Due to the strict information control by the Association and the Academy, the New World League only knew the four characters 'operation failed.'

There was no way to find out who interfered or why the operation failed.

The smile on Messiah's lips deepened.

"Yoshizaki Seira, Shinozaki Ichiro... It seems these two were involved. It's fine."

Messiah whispered in a sweet voice.

"The coming of the New World is an inevitable fate! The flow of fate can be paused, but it cannot be stopped! It's just been delayed a bit. It's a little disappointing, but... ..."

Tap.

The fingers that had been playing on the armrest of the chair stopped.

"That doesn't mean my salvation will stop."

Messiah's eyes narrowed.

"A world with only humans, no gods or devils!"

"For the New World!"

The 13th Apostle shouted loudly.

"The next schedule for Shuoh Hero Academy is the Interim School, right?"

"That's correct."

"Given the recent two failed operations, it's difficult for our League to take the lead. This time... We have no choice but to seek the cooperation of the Church."

Messiah smiled kindly.

"I'll contact the Church."

While listening to the 13th Apostle's response, Messiah closed his eyes.

The smile on his lips trembled ominously.

*

The model gate practice was over.

The restrained Mad Hatter was taken away by the Association's heroes, and the practice ended there.

It was a natural measure given that an incident had occurred.

The terrorist attack during the practice was decided to be controlled by the Association and the Academy.

It was a matter of the Academy and the Association's reputation, and most importantly, they couldn't give information to the New World League.

Thanks to this, there was not a single article in the media.

At most, there was a brief report that the model gate's illusion barrier device had malfunctioned for a moment.

'This is a light novel world, after all.'

Who would have thought it wasn't a light novel world?

Information concealment is a daily occurrence, a routine.

If it were a web novel, the whole world would be buzzing about it by now, and it would be the protagonist's moment to shine.

I don't understand why these light novel people like to hide things so much.

Is it their dream to be a hardcore otaku?

Thanks to this, even the national pride YouTube channel has a break this time.

I don't know if that's good or bad.

And now that everything is settled.

"It's been a while, Kim Deok-sung."

I was summoned to the principal's office and am drinking tea with a 15-year-old-looking grandma.

The white-haired, red-eyed girl, Yoshizaki Seira, smiles fatally.

No matter how many times I see it, I can't get used to that damn fake fatal smile.

Why is she like that, really?

"Listen. This time, I specially prepared sweet hot chocolate and fruit cakes for your young taste."

I look at the steaming hot chocolate and fruit cakes in front of me.

Even the grandma's taste is so refined.

It's hopeless.

I sigh and take a sip of the hot chocolate.

The sweet chocolate flavor lingers in my mouth.

At least this is quite good.

Swish.

Yoshizaki Seira stands up and sits next to me.

"Are you unhappy that your efforts weren't known to the world?"

"Why are you suddenly sitting next to me?"

It's embarrassing.

Yoshizaki Seira's eyes narrow.

"Hmm. Do you dislike me sitting next to you?"

"Yes, it's uncomfortable."

In response to my answer, Yoshizaki Seira covers her mouth with a fan and bursts into laughter.

"You are indeed amusing. To think that a student would dare to say such things to me, Yoshizaki Seira... ..."

Her red eyes curve.

The fake fatal smile is a clear sign of her favor.

"Well, it's fine. I understand that a young student like you might find me uncomfortable. I was lacking in consideration for the young."

I wish she would show more consideration.

I still don't understand why she's sitting next to me.

I can't even scold her because she's the principal.

Is she really senile?

"Hehe. You look curious. Why did I call you here?"

Seira says, still covering half her face with the fan.

I eat a fruit cake in silence.

The sweetness of the fruit cake fills my mouth.

Yoshizaki Seira's eyes become heavy.

"Your efforts in the model gate terrorist attack were remarkable. Even Alice praised you. That girl, who rarely praises others. I agree with Alice's opinion. Volunteering for the most dangerous mission to save everyone and ensure the students' safety... ..."

Her voice trembles slightly.

The student council president praised me?

This is a bit unexpected.

"Indeed, you are... No, it's nothing. My tongue must have twisted."

Yoshizaki Seira fans her face with a lacy fan.

Her face turns red.

"The information control for this incident was unavoidable. The masterminds behind the terrorism... We couldn't hand over the precious information of the students to those despicable villains."

Yoshizaki Seira says in a low voice.

Her hand holding the fan trembles.

This is understandable.

Yoshizaki Seira is the only surviving member of the Five Crowns, who survived the New World League's plot.

She is a revenge character planning to avenge the Five Crowns, who were killed by the New World League, including her unrequited love, Kenshou.

I eat another fruit cake.

"I don't care about that."

It's spilled milk.

Moreover, the information control isn't necessarily a disadvantage for me.

If the details of this terrorist attack reach the New World League, Messiah would be more cautious about me.

If the caution level rises this early in the original story, it will lead to a lot of trouble.

Following the cliché of a common academy web novel, it's not the time to stand out yet.

"Hmm? Really? Your indifference to personal fame is... No, I like it very much."

Yoshizaki Seira smiles.

Being liked is a positive signal.

After all, even a rotten mackerel is still a mackerel. Yoshizaki Seira is the principal of Shuoh Hero Academy and the only surviving member of the Five Crowns.

Building connections with her, like Shinozaki Ichiro, a representative hero of Japan, is advantageous, not disadvantageous.

However, dealing with the principal is mentally exhausting.

I shake my head.

"Still, I can't let you go without any reward for saving everyone. What do you want? Anything, just say it."

Yoshizaki Seira places her hand on her chest and smiles seductively.

"Even if you want to go on a date with me, I would happily accept it."

Really.

I almost choked on the hot chocolate.

Is this grandma really crazy?

Talking about a date is ridiculous. Really.

Like Shinozaki Ichiro, she's drifting again. Damn.

"I don't need a date."

"That's a shame. In my prime, men would line up endlessly at my front door just to hold my hand."

I didn't ask.

I don't care if they lined up or not.

"Right. I received intelligence that you like women with large chests. Is my modest chest not to your liking?"

Damn.

Why is it about the chest again?

My head hurts. My blood pressure rises rapidly.

Why does the conversation always drift to something absurd?

This is all because of this crazy light novel world.

It's like a ridiculous light novel world.

I can't curse her to her face because she's the principal.

Shinozaki Rin, you're really done for.

"I also had a chest that rivaled Bonaparte's and a slender waist in my prime. I need to regain my strength to keep up with the young."

It's getting worse.

I don't know how far she's going to go.

I feel sick. I need an antacid.

"Can we talk about something unrelated to my wish later?"

I suppress the curses rising to my throat and say in a trembling voice.

The principal is a gangster, a gangster.

"Alright. Hehe."

Swish.

Seira unfolds her lacy fan and covers her face.

"So, if not a date, do you have any other wishes? Speak up."

I eat another fruit cake.

The sweetness calms my stomach a bit.

I barely held on.

As expected, Seira brought up a wish.

Now it's time to present the prepared answer.

I look at Seira and say,

"Information about the masterminds behind