A beautiful girl who transmigrates into a Herrscher of the Void is treated like an elf and conquered

"That's not how it is!" Shido tried to explain, his face flushed and his voice weak and unconvincing.

Chiin watched with great interest from the sidelines and interjected at the opportune moment, speaking in a tone that seemed to be trying to smooth things over but was actually fanning the flames.

"Oh dear, everyone, don't get me wrong. Our Shido just... well, when he woke up this morning, he accidentally got a little too 'enthusiastic' and triggered some... um... 'passive defense mechanisms,' right, Shido?" He even winked at Shido on purpose.

"Thousand Hospitals—!!!"

Shido wished he could pounce on him and cover his mouth, which seemed to thrive on chaos.

Upon hearing about the "passive defense mechanism" and feeling the increasingly curious and ambiguous gazes directed at her, Tohka's blush instantly spread to her ears, and she let out a mournful cry of shame and indignation.

Unable to bear the public execution any longer, he covered his face and rushed into the school gate like a gust of wind, leaving Shido alone to face the group of wolf-like "interrogators".

"Oh—! Too much 'enthusiasm'? A 'passive defense mechanism'?"

Tonomachi and the trio's eyes instantly lit up like searchlights, surrounding the pitiful, speechless Shido.

"Wait! Let me explain! It's not what you think—!"

Shido's desperate wails were drowned out by the school bell and the chattering gossip of the crowd.

It seems that Itsuka Shido's school life today is destined to be anything but peaceful.

Just as Tonomachi and the trio surrounded Shido, investigating the origin of his "badges of honor" as if they had discovered a new continent, while Shido was speechless and wished he could disappear on the spot—

A slightly abrupt but rhythmic cell phone ringtone came from Chiin's pocket.

"Hmm?" Chiin subconsciously pulled out her phone, a hint of puzzlement flashing through her mind. "At this hour... who would call me? Come to think of it, according to the 'script,' shouldn't Kotori have sent Shido's dark secrets to that idiot Hiroto Tonomachi this morning? Why hasn't she made a move yet? Could it be that my appearance as a 'variable' has caused the timeline to change?"

"No, could it be that..."

As these thoughts raced through his mind, he glanced at the caller ID—a completely unfamiliar number.

A wicked smile slowly crept across Qianyuan's lips as he pressed the answer button and put the phone on speakerphone.

However, the next second, a magnetic male voice, solemn like a church choir leader and with a strange rhythm, came through the receiver clearly. Because Chiin had put it on speakerphone, those around could even faintly hear it:

"—Listen, beings wandering between the mortal realm and the underworld! I am the 'Black Flame Envoy,' who controls annihilation and end. Here I forge a pact, with the world-destroying demonic flame sealed in my left eye and the eternal frost borne by my right arm, to summon the servants of the abyss and weave the threads of destiny..."

The voice was as beautiful as an aria, but the content of the recitation caused Shido's face to instantly turn from a blush of shame and indignation to a deathly pale.

This...this is clearly a passage from the "Dark Contract Document" that he meticulously wrote over several nights during his second year of junior high school, when he was immersed in a severe case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), and thought it was cool and domineering!

It is a dark history that absolutely must not be known to anyone!

Hiroto Tonomachi and the trio of Ai, Mai, and Mii were also drawn to the sudden, gorgeous voice, which sounded like a voice actor in a radio drama, and temporarily spared poor Shido.

"Wow...that voice...it's so beautiful! Who is it?" Ai couldn't help but exclaim.

"It sounds like a professional voice actor reciting lines!" Mai chimed in.

Tonomachi, however, was more interested in the content: "But this content... it sounds really exciting! It's full of power and mystery! Is this the work of some great author? Do you know who wrote it?" He looked excitedly at Shido and Chiin, seeking answers.

Shido and Senin exchanged a glance unconsciously.

Chiin's face showed an undisguised "Oh ho, here it comes" expression, even with a hint of schadenfreude. He raised an eyebrow at Shido, as if to say, "See? What's meant to happen will happen."

After the initial shock and sense of impending doom, Shido's face was now flushed red, almost dripping blood. He frantically dug his toes into his shoes, wishing he could use his sword to cleave a hole in the ground and disappear into it.

He desperately tried to convey to Qian Yuan with his eyes the pleading signal, "Hang up! Please!"

On the other end of the phone, Kannazuki Kyohei seemed completely immersed in his "performance," continuing to recite Shido's incredibly embarrassing and cringeworthy chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) text in that emotionally charged chanting tone:

"...I hereby declare that all who obstruct my path to hegemony will be devoured by the dark flames and frozen in time by eternal frost! Kukuku...My power is unfathomable..."

"Aaaaaahh ...

Seeing Shido's expression, Chiin finally couldn't help but chuckle. He lazily said into his phone, "Alright, alright, your radio drama recitation was excellent, but we're students, and we need to go to class now. Let's call it a day."

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone, as if the conversation wasn't quite over yet, before Shinnazuki replied in a serious tone, "Understood. I wish you all the best today." Then he hung up.

Chiin put away his phone, looked at Shido who was still squatting on the ground pretending to be an ostrich, and at Tonomachi and the trio who were still curiously asking, "What was that just now?" "Who wrote it?", and gave a meaningful smile.

It seems that the timeline may have shifted slightly, but certain "traditional events" may be late, but they will never be absent.

Shido Itsuka's dark history will always be one of the most interesting toys in the hands of Ratatoskr (especially a certain commander).

Chapter 199 Reflection

While Shido was sprawled on the ground, utterly bewildered, Chiin entered the classroom first, quickly found a corner, and collapsed onto the desk with a "thud," burying her face in her arms, leaving everyone with only a back view that seemed utterly empty.

However, though he appeared calm on the surface, his inner turmoil was already raging:

Inner monologue: Damn! I was so engrossed in gossip about Shido this morning that I almost forgot about the important matter!

Damn... so much information, my CPU's about to overheat! I need to sort this out quickly!

First, let me clarify my identity: I am Hououin Chika, a pure-blooded man, a transmigrator, and Shido's best buddy. At the same time, I am also Hououin Chika—that blue-haired, long-legged Herrscher of Reason who's always pulling out Gundams! And that's not all, there's also a brat named Izumi inside my body who practices the Void Sword Qi on the moon! A three-in-one deluxe package indeed!

Chiin leaned over the table and began to check for possible points of exposure.

Shido and Kotori have clearly sensed something's wrong with me. What's the problem? The security cameras? I've been keeping the curtains drawn every day! Could it be that I was filmed in women's clothing... oh no, in my Chinatsu form, in a corner I don't know about?

Or is it that the time I took leave to slack off... ugh, I mean, the time I spent diligently researching perfectly overlapped with the time Chinatsu was out causing trouble? That's too much of a coincidence! Too many coincidences lead to inevitability, I know that's a principle!

He shook his head, then thought of Kotori's offer of amnesty:

Tsk, although with my Oscar-worthy acting skills and shameless persistence, I managed to sell myself for a good price to Kotori, thus temporarily stabilizing the situation.

They clearly haven't discovered the ultimate equation: Chiin = Chika! Otherwise, what I'm facing right now wouldn't be a lollipop, but a display device!

...But if they knew that the elf they wanted to "conquer," their long-lost sister, was a man who was always on friendly terms with them (at least most of the time)...that scene is too beautiful for me to imagine.

Now I need to weigh the pros and cons and make a decision.

So now the question is—should I continue acting in this play?

Act! We absolutely have to act! We'll act even if it kills us!

What else can I do? Am I supposed to stand up right now and confess my love to Shido: "Brother, I'm sorry, the little sister you've been looking for, the crazy beauty who went on a massacre at the night market, and the glutton at home yesterday who kept yelling 'I need more money,' they're all actually me!"

Putting aside whether Shido's worldview would collapse on the spot and then he would pick up the Killer to clean house, just thinking about my image of being wise and mighty (in my opinion) and dashing (self-proclaimed) that I've maintained for over a decade... Damn it, social death would be the least of my worries!

This is like rubbing my old face on the ground repeatedly with Tohka's "final sword"!

How can I ever face the underworld again? How can I have the nerve to extort pocket money from Kotori and her maid?!

Finally making up his mind, he clenched his fist (under the table):

Yes! For the safety of my chrysanthemum, and even more so for the sake of my priceless old face! This identity must be welded to me! From today onwards, I am a pure, occasionally chuunibyou, slightly siscon, completely ignorant of the Spirit incident but willing to help for my (completely forgotten) sister and (generous) reward—a kind-hearted citizen, Phoenix Institute Senin!

Pretense! That's my destiny! Rant! That's my cover! As long as I rant fast enough, embarrassment and the truth can't catch up with me!

Hold on, Chiyu! You're the man who can fool the elites of Ratatosk! Yes, that's it, continue with my "mysterious immortal black mage and doting older brother" persona, perfect!

In short—I'd rather be seen as a pervert than reveal that I'm a cross-dressing master (just kidding)!

This is a battle to defend dignity and integrity (if there is any left)! I, Qianyuan, will absolutely not admit defeat!

(On the surface, Chiin remained motionless, seemingly just catching up on sleep, but her hands under the table had silently clenched into fists, demonstrating her determination to continue acting.)

(His body trembled slightly as he lay prone, whether from suppressing laughter or from lingering fear, it was hard to tell.)

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While Chiin was hunched over her desk, wrestling with her inner turmoil, Shido finally dragged his battered body and soul into the classroom, surrounded (or rather, held hostage) by Hiroto Tonomachi, along with the trio of Ai, Mai, and Mii, who had finished their gossip session.

The trio seemed to have reached their own (wrong) conclusion about the source of Shido's "injury," and with knowing smiles and a sigh of "it's like Ma Ji washing his pantyhose," they went their separate ways to attend to their own business.

Tonomachi remained glued to Shido's side, nudging him with his elbow and giving him a knowing, sly look... no, a knowing expression, as he lowered his voice and asked:

"Hey, Shido, stop hiding it and tell me honestly, which one do you like?"

Shido looked at him with a bewildered and speechless expression: "...Huh? What do you mean, which one do you like? You don't think I'm going to suddenly fall for Ai, Mai, or Mii, do you?" Just imagining that scene made Shido feel like his list of troubles was going to grow even longer.

"Who asked you that!" Tonomachi looked at him with a "you underestimate me" expression, mysteriously pulled a manga magazine with a flashy cover from his bag, quickly flipped to the color photo section at the back, and handed it to Shido.

The page features several cute anime girls dressed in different distinctive outfits.

“Look at this! Nurse, shrine maiden, maid… which outfit do you like?” Tonomachi pointed at the magazine and explained excitedly, “They say the design for the next issue’s color page will be decided based on reader votes! It’s such a tough choice!”

“…Ah, is that so?” Shido’s reply was filled with a weary sigh. All he wanted now was to sit quietly in his seat and let his mind and body relax.

But Tonomachi didn't seem to mind his coldness at all. She moved the magazine closer, almost touching Shido's face, and pressed on, "So! Tell me! Which one do you like?"

Overwhelmed by the other party's unusual persistence, Shido only wanted to get rid of the entanglement as soon as possible. He glanced at the options casually and replied, "Uh, well... then... maid...?"

The moment Shido uttered the word "maid," Tonomachi's smile froze, his eyebrows twitched violently, and his eyes became sharp and... indignant.

"Wh...what's wrong?" Shido was startled by his sudden change of expression.

With a trembling finger, Tonomachi pointed at Shido, as if he had witnessed something unforgivable, and said in a sorrowful voice, "I never expected that you would like a maid! I'm sorry, Itsuka! Our friendship... ends here!"

Shidou: "…………"

He watched Tonomachi, who was acting like a drama queen, speechless. He scratched his cheek silently, then turned around and walked straight to his seat.

"Hey! Where are you going, Itsuka!" Tonomachi called out from behind.

Without turning his head, Shido replied in a completely indifferent tone, "...Hasn't our friendship already ended?"

"What?! You're taking this way too seriously!" Tonomachi immediately put on a "you can't take a joke" expression, quickly caught up, and put her arm around Shido's shoulder. "Why can't maid fetishists and nurse fetishists coexist peacefully? Don't you think this kind of world is pretty good?"

(It seems that Tonomachi is undoubtedly a staunch supporter of nurses.)

Shido sighed helplessly, too lazy to deal with this clown anymore, and put his schoolbag in his seat. He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a calm, expressionless gaze fall on him from the side.

It was Origami Tobiichi, already seated in the next seat, engrossed in reading a thick reference book. She had looked up at him at some point, her blue eyes quietly fixed on him.

"...Hello...Tobiichi, good morning." Shido greeted her somewhat awkwardly, feeling that she might have overheard his conversation with that idiot Tonomachi.

"Good morning." Origami answered in a flat, monotone voice, then tilted her head slightly, her gaze seemingly sweeping over the magazine Tonomachi was still holding, and softly uttered two words: "Maid?"

As expected, they heard him! Shido's cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly waved his hands to explain, "...No...it's nothing! Tonomachi was just being silly, don't mind him!"

"Is that so?" Origami only said these two words before turning her gaze back to the book in her hands, as if she had just confirmed a trivial piece of information.

"Good morning~" Tonomachi also came over and waved to Origami, trying to show his presence.

However, Origami didn't even lift her eyelids, her expression remained unchanged, and she completely ignored his greeting.

"Sigh..." Tonomachi shrugged vigorously, his face full of frustration. He then vented his frustration on Shido, nudging him in the side with his elbow and complaining in a low voice, "It's always like this! Why does Origami only greet you?! Damn it, damn it! This isn't fair!"

"I...how should I know! Stop it! It hurts!" Shido winced as he was being pushed, forcefully shaking off the resentful guy, finally free, and wearily sat back in his seat.

Chapter 200 I want it all

Just as Shido was troubled by Tonomachi's philosophical dilemma of "choosing between a nurse and a maid," and was also frightened by Origami's sudden attention, he finally managed to get rid of Tonomachi's "grudge massage" and sit back down. Chiin, who had been "catching up on sleep" on the table, suddenly poked her head out from under his arms like a groundhog and joined the conversation.

He listened to Tonomachi and Shido's argument about preferences, and with a "you're too young" look on his face, lazily interjected:

"Tsk, what's there to argue about? Choice? Only children make choices. As a mature man, of course I want—shrine maiden, maid, nurse, I want them all! Doesn't that solve the problem?"

His undisguised "ambition" immediately drew disdainful looks from Shido and Tonomachi.

"Insatiable!"

"You sinful harem man!" The two of them exclaimed almost in unison.

Chiin shrugged nonchalantly, preparing to continue spouting his "twisted theories," when he saw Tohka cautiously approaching Shido, her face still flushed and clearly apologetic.

“Um… Shido…” Tohka’s voice was barely audible, her amethyst eyes darting around, “About this morning… I’m so sorry. Are you… are you alright? I… I didn’t mean to…”

Seeing Tohka's guilty yet adorable expression, Shido's little bit of grievance had long since vanished. He quickly waved his hand and gave her a reassuring smile: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm tough, it's just a small injury. It's not your fault."

However, their hushed conversation, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, and Tohka's suggestive apology were immediately overheard by the students around them who were listening intently.

Curious, inquisitive, and even slightly ambiguous and excited gazes suddenly converged on them, and a suppressed murmur rippled through the classroom.

"Did you hear that? 'What happened this morning'?"

"He even apologized? Could it really be..."

"Is it confirmed that they're living together?"

The surrounding classmates immediately perked up their ears, exchanged knowing glances, and showed excited gossip on their faces. Their eyes darted back and forth between Shido and Tohka, clearly already imagining a dramatic scene of "accidental intimate contact in the morning while living together".

Tohka seemed unaware that the ambiguity in her words had caused a huge uproar. Seeing that Shido wasn't angry, she breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still couldn't help but whisper in defense, "But...but, you were wrong too. Suddenly doing that kind of thing...that scared me."

"boom--!"

These words were like cold water poured into boiling oil, instantly igniting the gossip-loving spirits of those around them! The students all gasped, their excitement practically tangible!

"That kind of thing?"