Fate DxD

Chapter 4

Monday, September 5, 2022

"How could you do that?! Be glad you didn't get hurt!" In the corridors of the school, Inaho, Usui and myself follow Haruko, who is still lecturing me about what happened on Friday.

"Why is Amaya-senpai mad ?" Usui asks me, whispering.

"It's because of my intervention in the duel on Friday."

"You always do everything to make me worry!" She adds.

"Eh? but it's been three days!"

"Yeah, she didn't stop."

"hmmm... But isn't that proof that she cares about you?"

"Honestly, I don't know..."

"Here we are! It's this room!" Haruko turns back to us, stopping in front of a door with above written... "This is the Maken-ki's office! the others must be here too! you can say hello to them!"

"Yes!" replies Inaho, excited.

"Himegami-senpai is here too?" asks Usui.

"Eh? hem... maybe. I had asked her to co..."

"Then there's no time to waste," cutting Haruko off, he opens the door and steps forward." hi every..."

*DING* A shuriken comes to be planted very close to the face of Usui.

"Ah... a shu... shuriken? Eh?"

"Oh?" Usui falls into my arms, shocked at having seen death too close.

"Ahaha!"

"Are you okay Usui-kun?" asks Haruko.

I raise my head to observe the room... the dressers are filled with manga, there are posters, masks everywhere and even a game console.

"Hmmm? huh... It looked like the manga clubroom..."

"Um... It's..." Haruko seems to want to explain but someone else intervenes.

"Hey... anything broken? My shuriken slipped out of my hand!"

The person who threw the shuriken is a young girl with light brown skin, gray hair tied in a ponytail on the side and green eyes, but her most remarkable feature is her large chest and she wears a kunoichi outfit. "Actually... I was aiming for the ball upstairs! apologies friend!"

Indeed, there is an aluminum ball hanging from the ceiling, close to the front door.

(This is the worst place for a target).

"That's incorrect!" Sitting in front of a desk was a slightly pale skinned girl with black hair down to her chin covering the left side of her face with a single strand sticking out, light purple eyes and a red headband. She has a short stature and a slight build. "You would have been better off saying "I'm sorry my friend", right?"

"Oh... I see!"

"Chacha, didn't I tell you not to throw shuriken in this room anymore!?" Asks Haruko, furious.

"Then I'll just have to practice my sword!"

"Forbidden too!"

"Chacha, how ballsy is that?" I turn to the familiar voice, which is none other than Kodama, sitting on the windowsill, reading a manga. "Another 30 millimeters, and it would have lodged in his head!"

"Himegami-senpai!" calls Usui, resuming his usual cheerfulness.

"Get up!" I ask him, forcing him to get on his feet.