After the three main characters from the comics reunited, Willy officially began his rosy campus life.
What was supposed to be a battle-themed shonen manga has now completely transformed into a romance manga. The forum of Strange Tales Academy has never been so lively, with the flames of CP (couple) wars ignited everywhere.
In detail, these three were childhood friends, both companions and rivals. They understood each other and kept each other in check, thus achieving a strange peace for a time.
The consequence of constantly being on guard against the other two sneaking off was that, by the end of the first semester of third grade, none of them had been able to get any closer to the boy.
The person most pleased with this result is probably Yamazakura.
She asked Il to help her create an account on the school forum. With her delicate writing style and highly dramatic plot, she gained countless fans. At the same time, she also received countless hate messages in the comment section every day, but she enjoyed it.
Vili let things take their course, but he firmly refused Yama-sakura's invitation and never even glanced at the forum.
Every time he saw the Shiba Inu simulated by the system with teary eyes all day long and a hesitant expression when facing the three main characters, he was glad that he had controlled his curiosity.
Besides, although it is very different from ordinary schools, the third-year students of the Strange Tales Academy are also at the moment when they are about to embark on a new stage of life.
As a result, the number of tasks assigned by the investigation bureau has decreased significantly, and the classrooms are often full. Of course, the pressure from exams and coursework is also increasing day by day...
However, with Kii Kanade writing for him, Yukimura Masashi's notes, and Tachibana Ou's cover, Vili's slacking-off rhythm remained exactly the same as before.
So much so that when Thirteen found him again, he almost forgot who Asami Haruki was.
“…That’s my dear brother, of course I remember him.” Faced with Thirteen’s question, Willy remained unfazed. “It’s just that I’ve been too busy lately and haven’t had the time.”
Did he send you to find me?
Thirteen was successfully distracted and completely unaware of the cunning human's lie.
He nodded.
“His recent bouts of madness have been lasting longer and longer... he almost had to be sent to a mental hospital.”
He heard the Asami couple say this word.
"Because of this incident, he started acting normal in public, but behind people's backs he would mutter to himself as if he had reached some kind of agreement."
"He's one way during the day and another way at night."
"This time, it was Asami Haruki who called me to come find you last night."
Willy nodded slightly, indicating that he was listening.
Thirteen continued, "He begged you to help him. He'll agree to anything you ask for."
"If you agree, let's meet on the school rooftop at midnight tonight."
Vili lowered his eyes in thought, but the system spoke first.
"Host, could this be part of the protagonist's conspiracy?"
"He doesn't have that kind of intelligence."
"..."
The system recalled the other party's actions and was momentarily speechless.
A moment later, Vili looked up at Thirteen, the corners of his lips curving upwards into an almost imperceptible arc.
"Okay, I agree."
This little bug has been hopping around long enough... it's time to collect its reward.
The moonlight was obscured by layers of clouds, with only scattered, dim points of light flickering against the deep blue sky. A grayish-white mist enveloped the entire campus, within which eerie figures loomed, indistinct and unclear.
The rooftop door is usually locked, but today it was unusually ajar, creaking and rattling in the wind, echoing in the silence and sounding somewhat eerie.
A hand, as white as jade and as if sculpted from a work of art, suddenly emerged from the mist and slowly pushed open the door, its footsteps breaking the silence.
The wind on the rooftop picked up, making the boy's clothes rustle. The person who had his back to him seemed to hear the noise and turned around.
Neither of them spoke, letting the silence stretch on. After what seemed like an eternity, the one who had been waiting finally spoke.
"Um... excuse me, but if I may ask you something first, are you Asami Miori?"
"You're the one who asked me to come, and you don't even know what I look like?"
Vili reached out and tidied his wind-blown hair, scrutinizing the person's face, which was blurred by the mist.
It was clearly the same face, but the expression and temperament were completely different, and it was more similar to the Asami Haruki he had met on the first day he transmigrated here.
It seems his guess was correct.
“I’ve only met you once,” Asami Haruki muttered under his breath, then awkwardly tugged at his sleeve. “Um, I should apologize to you first.”
He lowered his eyes, avoiding Vili's gaze.
"I've caused you a lot of trouble these past few days. Although it wasn't my choice, it's ultimately because of me... Anyway, I'm sorry!"
He faced Vili and bowed deeply.
The latter slightly turned aside to avoid it, neither commenting nor denying it.
"Let's get down to business."
"You called me here because you want me to help you deal with the guy who's taken over your body?"
Upon hearing his words, Asami Haruki immediately straightened up and stared at him in disbelief.
"You...you know that wasn't me?!"
"...It's quite obvious, isn't it?"
"But... my parents don't believe me."
He was clearly very agitated, and even involuntarily took a step forward, his lips trembling.
"And my friends... that shameless thief, he blocked and deleted all the contact information of my bandmates, and even gave them a good scolding when they came looking for him!"
“When I went to them a few days ago, I couldn’t even get into the livehouse; they wouldn’t listen to my explanations at all…”
"I went to the police, but they didn't believe me at all. They thought I was crazy and wanted to send me to the hospital!"
"I really...I really have no other way..."
His voice choked with emotion, and tears streamed down his face.
“I see your interaction with that thief in my memory, and I feel that your reaction is different from those other people’s. Perhaps you can help me…”
"No, it's because only you can help me!"
Without Willie asking, the pressure of the past few days had already crushed the rebellious teenager's spirit. As soon as he met someone who could understand him, he immediately spilled everything.
Vili had only intended to come and watch the excitement, but seeing his condition, he felt a little sorry for him.
"Okay, okay, stop crying."
Vili exchanged a few tissues from the system space and handed them to the person in front of him, watching him wipe his eyes and nose haphazardly until they were red.
"You guessed right, only I can solve this problem."
Even the most powerful master in the world, Yumi, would probably be helpless when it comes to the problem of the soul.
But for the great magician Vili, this was an easy task.
However……
In the hazy mist, the corners of Vili's eyes turned slightly upward, a faint smile flashing across his face, revealing an unexpected mystery and danger.
"Have you thought about the price if you want me to take action?"
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