Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

To be honest, although I had a lot of brilliant ideas when I first got it, I went back and borrowed the treasure from Kaiki Mudsho, and after simulating it a little with a pseudo-spiritual computer, I realized that my ideas had some flaws.

"...So, you're still going to forge a demon sword, right?" Senji Muramasa picked up the crystal, examined it for a long time, and shook his head under Fujimaru Ritsuka's expectant gaze. "I'm somewhat confident about this thing, but I still need to think about it. And the key thing is, you haven't found that potential winner yet."

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about it for a moment and agreed with Senji Muramasa's words—indeed, if they hadn't temporarily summoned Joel George's relics to forge a cursed sword, their chances of winning would have been infinitely lower.

So it's still important to know yourself and your enemy.

Despite this thought, Fujimaru Ritsuka still suggested leaving the crystal in the dream so that Senji Muramasa could get some insight, try to simulate how to forge it, and come up with a few solutions.

After finishing her story, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked relaxed, but then Senko Muramasa, an old gentleman who seemed to have some understanding of modern education, spoke up: "By the way, isn't your semester almost over?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression froze.

150, don't take the test anymore, yame luo!

In many light novels and anime, you can see these high school students who shoulder all sorts of responsibilities, fighting crime and punishing evil at night, and going to school during the day. It's really tough for them.

Fujimaru Ritsuka expressed strong resistance, which is why he went to the school to get a long-term leave certificate.

But you can skip classes, but you can't skip exams.

This is similar to how some online writers can freely explore and research material for their novels during the day, but they still have to meet their attendance targets.

"One day, I will expel all school exams from Chaldea, leaving none behind!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka sat at Chaldea's headquarters in Japan and delivered a passionate speech.

"Could we cancel our assessment?" Sasagawa Yagokoro cautiously raised his hand and voiced his opinion.

"Muli deshi!" Fujimaru Ritsuka rejected his request without hesitation, and earnestly lectured him, "Sasa, more sweat in peacetime means less blood in wartime. This assessment is an important test of your usual training results, so don't say such willful things."

As expected of you, you're so hypocritical.

Sasakawa Yagokoro lowered his hand and silently mourned for his group members: It's not that the eldest brother doesn't help you, it's that the eldest brother is unreasonable.

After resolving the London cemetery incident, and after some back and forth between Fujimaru Ritsuka and the interim control committee, they were finally able to return to Japan. Having chartered a private jet and landed at a nearby special airport, even the unregistered Artoria didn't need to worry about identity checks at the airport.

Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka reviewed the recent action reports of Chaldea's remaining forces in Chiba City. In the past ten days, nearly ten incidents had been handled. Although all incidents were resolved and the action teams suffered no casualties, there were still some mishaps.

Moreover, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was tormented by exams, came up with a good idea. He talked with Lisa Lisa and Kaiki Deishuu for a while and launched a series of courses.

The course is self-study material, covering topics such as materials, anomaly characteristics, daily combat training, precautions for fighting anomalies, and post-battle procedures. Although it contains an unspoken, vengeful desire, the materials are sourced from internal materials of various organizations, and to a seasoned veteran like Sasagawa Yagokoro, they are indeed valuable resources.

The inexperienced young men below were crying and screaming as they learned, but there was no other way; they still had to learn.

Those who do well on the test get points, which grant them priority in allocating materials and the right to be allocated by a great witch like Lisa Lisa.

Sasagawa Yagokoro and the other squad leader next to him exchanged a glance, then smiled and nodded.

Lisa tapped the table impatiently: "Alright, now that you've finished talking, let's get back to the lab. We still need to continue our research on that thing; it's really quite special."

At this point, Fujimaru Ritsuka perked up. He gestured for the two remaining team leaders to leave and continue leading their squads in independent training and patrols. Then, he eagerly pressed on, "Have you found anything?"

He didn't immediately inquire about the results. After leaving the Spirit Tomb, they didn't spend much time in London, and with so many people around, the two magicians only secretly tested the Spirit Origin. After returning to Japan, Lisa Lisa and Beki Deishuu were busy procuring equipment through industry professionals and relocating their laboratory there, finally finding time to begin researching the Spirit Origin.

"We tested it with the equipment that arrived first. That thing is something between an energy state and a matter state. It's similar to extraordinary materials, but it contains a higher proportion of particles, and it can even be said to be composed entirely of spiritual particles."

"Senior Lisa Lisa, could you explain it to me in words that humans can understand?"

Lisa rolled her eyes, extremely annoyed: "In layman's terms, this thing is somewhere between existence and non-existence. It looks stable, but it's like there's something alive inside. It's close to being a supernatural material, and theoretically, it can even fuse with humans who have a high degree of adaptability."

"So, could we create some demi-Servants...? By the way, Lisa-senpai, please don't do destructive research!"

“Of course you need to tell me. How could I possibly do something like slice-and-paste research on something with no extra materials?” Lisa Lisa stroked her chin, somewhat wistfully. “However, a few years ago when Awakeners first appeared, some idiots did capture them for live experiments, and even killed them. But in the end, they got nothing, and were eventually caught and wiped out.”

"According to the information I gathered from the black market, dead Awakened beings leave nothing behind, and dissecting the bodies of living Awakened beings yields nothing either; even dissecting the soul reveals nothing. But if you use a magic eye technique that can observe the spirit origin, you see it perfectly intact within the body. How strange..."

"Alright, since Ms. Lisa Lisa has an idea, go for it. However, I hope to obtain some replicable results, and try to focus on analysis as much as possible." Fujimaru Ritsuka earnestly advised the only two magicians in the organization with research capabilities. As for Kasumi Fat, she was too incompetent, at best she was just a dry cell battery.

Fujimaru Ritsuka still held high hopes for this trophy. Currently, only she, Tachie Galahad, and others knew its true nature. After several days of inquiries in London, the pale-haired man hadn't mentioned them at all. The reinforcements who came to help knew they had acquired the trophy, but had only seen its appearance. In the end, Lisa Lisa and Kaiki Deishuu used the excuse of "materials for setting up an array" to brush it off. They weren't sure how many people would believe them, but they could keep up the charade for as long as possible; once the item was in their possession, there was no need to dwell on it.

Even if word gets out, we can just use it as an excuse to get rid of it.

"Alright, after all, you got a share of this too. If there's nothing else, then Bei Mudshou and I will head back now."

After saying that, Lisa immediately took off running and left the conference room with the silent Beki Mudshou. Before leaving, she leaned against the door and said, "Good luck to all the Awakened Ones who still have exams to take, hahaha."

With hearty laughter, Lisa and her friends left the meeting room, leaving behind a group of high school students staring at each other.

Without saying a word, Yukino pulled out a thick stack of documents and slammed them heavily onto the conference table.

With sighs and groans, everyone picked up their notes and exam textbooks from the table and gritted their teeth to start studying.

Japan has a three-semester system. The first semester runs from April to July, and summer vacation is from mid-July to the end of August. Most of the exams for the first semester are scheduled for early July, and it's already June 21st, so they don't have much time left.

"Hey Tou, is there any way we can get exempted from the exam?" Yui Yuigahama opened her textbook with a bitter face, looked at it for a while, then slumped her face on the table in frustration, making the suggestion with great reluctance.

"I'd like to... but the paperwork over there hasn't been completed yet, and Chaldea's assessment in Chiba hasn't even been completed for a quarter, so, well, you know." Fujimaru Ritsuka answered Yui casually, her hands full of writing and drawing in her textbook.

"Ahhh~ Although the earliest I might be exempt from the exam is next semester~" Yui simply buried her face in her textbook.

Yukino couldn't stand it anymore: "Yuihama, don't you have the ability of the blessing of wisdom? You're much better than us who have to rely on our textbooks to learn on our own."

Yui Yuigahama perked up and protested loudly, "No way! Reading textbooks is just too boring. Honestly, this skill can give you a headache after a while, and reading this kind of stuff is such a hassle."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded: "I understand. The software and algorithms are incredibly strong, but the CPU is not very good, and the design direction is not quite right."

"What do you mean, A-Teng?"

"I bet this guy is talking about your hardware, which means your brain isn't up to par," Kasumigaoka Utaha said with a wicked grin, adding insult to injury for Yui, who was heartbroken and couldn't breathe.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka! By the way, how did you guess that, Utaha?" Yui first got angry, then looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha suspiciously.

Shiyu subtly lowered her head and opened another notebook, pretending that she hadn't guessed the meaning the same way Fujimaru Ritsuka had.

Abigail shook her head, muttering a sigh of naivety, but when she turned to look at the computer screen, she couldn't help but feel a sense of shared misery with Yui.

Remote learning is already poisoning my mind, but they even have to treat it like a school day with final exams! It's infuriating!

Abigail's little face scrunched up, looking as miserable as if she'd just swallowed a can of fermented herring. She'd fallen behind in her studies due to her trip to London, and now she had to catch up. Math and grammar weren't too bad; the elementary level wasn't high, and she was almost completely mastering the elementary curriculum. History, however, was a huge struggle for her; she was still stuck in fifth grade.

Sometimes, the teacher would even mark the wrong answers in red and add a question mark—"Is Musashi a woman? Haven't you met Sasaki yet? Was King Arthur's rebellion due to his mistreatment of his daughter Mordred?" These are just some of the wonderful little facts the Heroic Spirits have.

The series of question marks accompanying the teacher's comments made Abby feel as if she could see the teacher slamming her fist on the table and shouting, "You should start learning from AD 1!"

Even Abby, a well-behaved child, couldn't help but feel rebellious: This is clearly the real history! Teacher, should I take them over and tell you about their experiences? Wait, this seems to be from a different universe? Never mind then.

Abby clicked the mouse dejectedly, starting to correct his mistakes according to the answers, and vowed in his heart: In the future, I must become an official in the Ministry of Education... no, I must become the head of UNESCO, and pull in the awakened ones one by one to reshape world history, you bastard!

While Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others were diligently studying, little Abby made an extraordinary wish.

For the next few days, the main members of Chaldea indulged in leisurely studies, leaving routine patrols and battles to the action teams. However, just a few days later, Mrs. Sawamura and Mrs. Yukinoshita called one after the other, arranging to visit together on the 25th.

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly realized that these two must have also received the news, knowing that they had returned safely and achieved results. It was just that the timing of their return was a bit awkward, so they didn't visit immediately but chose to postpone their visit. She wasn't sure what they wanted; their voices on the phone were calm and even, so it shouldn't be anything serious, just a friendly visit.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought optimistically that everything was probably alright.

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"What did you say? Superhumans have a tendency to expose themselves to the public eye?" Fujimaru Ritsuka almost spit out her tea in a very impolite manner, staring at the two ladies in astonishment.

Sawamura Sayuri nodded awkwardly, exchanged a glance with Mrs. Yukinoshita, and then took the lead in recounting the latest news.

During the time that Fujimaru Ritsuka and his friends were away in Japan for London, a lot of things happened in Japan as well.

A series of murders occurred in Tokyo some time ago. The number of people involved was small, but the methods used were extremely brutal. The perpetrator was eventually arrested, but there was no follow-up.

Public opinion is showing signs of boiling over, and the public is paying close attention, which has attracted many concerned reporters.

One of the reporters had unintentionally obtained extraordinary material and integrated it into his work. Although he knew he had superpowers, his paranoia made him desperately try to hide his abnormality.

Distrustful of the authorities, he, who had been following and investigating the case, decided to infiltrate and search. The material [Ghost Lantern], upon merging with him, granted him an extraordinary ability: allowing him to conceal himself and pass through all obstacles in reality, as if entering a higher dimension.

The conclusion of this case is indeed problematic. It involves a public-service Onmyoji who, despite being a member of the official Onmyoji guild, committed the crime to obtain new shikigami and fresh souls for experiments. However, some members of the Onmyoji guild colluded to conceal the truth and protect the Onmyoji. The traces they left behind are crystal clear in the reporter's eyes.

Thanks to the reporter's elusive tracking skills, he caught the members of the Onmyoji Bureau red-handed while they were discussing the case. The alarmed reporter, having obtained firsthand information, realized he couldn't touch the other party, so he chose to expose it directly online, causing a huge uproar.

Although the information that was finally released was officially classified as the ramblings of a few drug-addicted cult members, much of the content was indeed recognized by some other netizens who encountered strange phenomena and survived, and thus it circulated secretly among many people as online rumors.

"By the way, what about the Onmyoji and the reporter involved in the case?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with great concern after hearing the story.

Based on what Sayuri Sawamura said, it can be confirmed that the reporter's identity was likely discovered by the authorities.

"The onmyoji involved in the case and those who covered it up have been arrested. Whether they will be executed or imprisoned depends on the final outcome. As for that reporter... he's dead."

"Huh? How could he die?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was completely baffled. Judging from the description, this reporter was quite capable.

"That reporter... was directly cursed by the arrested Onmyoji. He's very likely to be sentenced to death, given the heinous nature of the case, which resulted in the tragic deaths of over ten innocent girls, including several from wealthy families. Therefore, before being caught, he sacrificed all his shikigami to remotely curse the reporter. And because the reporter hid for a while, the curse intensified. Although the reporter received various magical blessings and treatments after being found, he still succumbed to his injuries."

Fujimaru Ritsuka tapped the coffee table with her fingers, sighing a few times for the reporter, but she didn't seem too concerned about the consequences: "Actually, I don't care too much about whether my supernatural abilities are exposed or not, since it won't affect anything anyway."

Mrs. Sawamura and Mrs. Yukinoshita asked in unison, "What does Fujimaru-kun mean?"

"It's very simple. I've mentioned a point to you before: extraordinary events will occur frequently in the future, and the number of people gaining extraordinary abilities will likely increase as well. Based on some things I've encountered recently, major events are bound to happen. Therefore, the exposure of extraordinary abilities is only a matter of time."

"The potential for social unrest and other problems will depend on the government's preparations over the next two or three years."

The two ladies opposite smiled but didn't speak: that's why they decisively came to find Fujimaru Ritsuka. Relying on the Japanese government? They're naive.

151. The Battle with the Wives (5K)

Fujimaru Ritsuka understood the feelings of the two wives, but he was also sorting things out himself.

This rumor incident has slightly lifted the veil separating the everyday world from the bizarre and fantastical world inhabited by the supernatural and extraordinary.

However, it is, after all, just a thin veil. It is too thin to prevent anyone from crossing the boundary line; everyone can cross the boundary at any time, or be caught by what crosses it.

Then, each time the boundary line is crossed, the side of ordinary humans is more likely to fall into the other side of the world.

Humans are like those who lack night vision but still walk fearlessly and ignorantly through the deep forests at night. When they are at a loss, the wild beasts that pounce from the shadows will give them the greatest surprise.

Ordinary humans cannot help but be terrified of such a terrifying event. When they realize they are constantly exposed to the watchful eyes of predators, they will only scream, abandon any means of protection, and flee far away.

As scholars have concluded, the world is chaotic and ruthless, and the apparent order it displays is only temporary. The legal formulas constructed by humankind in order to explore the truth of the universe will eventually be worn away within this closed system.

Entropy increase is the eternal trend of this universe. Everything that is established by order is like a sandcastle built on the beach, which will only turn into bubbles in the chaotic waves.

The horrific photos and scenes he witnessed in London flashed before his eyes like phantoms, and in a moment of clarity, he began to believe it all more and more.

Think about it. The Reform Society was originally just a group of people who spontaneously gathered to protect themselves. Now, has it really lost the ability to identify those scumbags openly conducting inhumane experiments hidden in big cities? It's just a...

"Snapped!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka slapped her cheek hard with her palm.