Blue Archive: Miracle's End

Powerless Adult

"Alright, I've handed out all the room keys, so you're free to head to your rooms and explore a bit if you'd like. I'll be stationed near the lobby if you need any assistance. And don't forget, there's a group event later tonight, so be sure to join in and have some fun with everyone!"

Nodding his head, Sensei watched as his students dispersed, making their way into the opulent hotel. The grandeur of the place was striking, exuding an air of luxury that made it feel like a retreat fit for the elite.

Koyuki and Reisa approached him, their excitement palpable.

"Is there anything specific you want us to do, Sensei?" Koyuki asked.

"Yeah, don't forget that we're here to assist you with the event!" Reisa added, her enthusiasm evident.

Sensei smiled, shaking his head slightly. "It's a bit early for you both to get started on anything. For now, just enjoy the hotel and mingle with the rest of the students. You can begin the interviews tomorrow."

With a nod, Koyuki and Reisa headed off, eager to explore their surroundings and make the most of their time before the event.

"Now... I finally have some time to collect my thoughts."

Alone in the lobby, Sensei sank into the plush sofa, letting out a deep sigh as he let his mind wander. The memory of the student who had confessed her feelings to him was still fresh, her face and voice vivid in his recollection.

"She seemed to know about my plans to leave Kivotos," he mused, reflecting on their conversation from the dream. "If that dream was more than just a dream, then it means the girl who confessed must be one of the few who knew about my retirement."

Three students from the trip came to mind, the only ones privy to his plans. If the dream was a prophecy, then the girl in question could only be one of them.

"Shiroko, Iori... and maybe Izuna," he whispered to himself, trying to piece together the puzzle.

The thought of any of his students harboring romantic feelings for him left Sensei feeling increasingly flustered. He buried his face in his hands, overwhelmed by a mix of embarrassment and confusion. After all, they were his students, and he had never anticipated their feelings would extend beyond the bounds of their teacher-student relationship.

"Ah, that's right. I still need to address things with Iori and Izuna. I promised Hina and the Ninjutsu Research Club that I would sort things out with them. I can't afford to let them down now!" he reminded himself with a resolute nod.

Resolving to address the situation, Sensei pushed himself off the sofa and headed towards Iori's room on the second floor. As he made his way down the hallway, the image of Iori's possible confession replayed in his mind, causing him to become even more flustered. Each step seemed to amplify his nervousness as he approached her door.

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*Knock *Knock *Knock

"Hmm? Who is it?" came Iori's voice from inside the room, tinged with curiosity.

"I'm here for your monthly rent," Sensei joked, hoping to lighten the mood.

"...Sensei..." Iori responded with a groan, clearly unimpressed by his humor. "...What do you want?"

"Is it so wrong for a teacher to check in on his lovely students?" he asked, trying to maintain a lighthearted tone.

"Ugh... You're seriously impossible sometimes! If you're going to be this persistent, just come in already, you annoying landlord!" Iori snapped.