This demon is highly suspicious.

"It only happened once, but..."

After a pause, Rorschach said calmly:

"For someone like you who doesn't have many friends, doesn't usually interact with others, and is practically invisible in class, shouldn't a girl talking to you be like a ray of light shining into a dark world, turning you into her little fanboy?"

Are you looking for a beating?

With veins bulging on his forehead, Miyamura Izumi asked with a forced smile.

Don't let his artsy, artsy look fool you; he's actually a pretty good fighter.

His muscles are actually quite good.

He's developing very healthily (Jay's face).

"So, what kind of image do I really have in your heart?"

"A gloomy shut-in, always thinking about destroying the world."

"...Could you please just die?"

The emotions that had just calmed down surged up again.

At this moment, Izumi Miyamura was wondering if she had been too hasty in becoming friends with Rorschach.

Oh, it was Rorschach who, being so friendly, posted this himself?

That's fine.

But thinking about it, it's still quite troublesome.

"Ah, it's Professor Sato."

Just as Miyamura Izumi was contemplating whether to stay away from Rorschach, a figure in sportswear came into their view.

Raising his hand, Luo Xia greeted him with a hint of surprise.

Luo Xia didn't know why, but he seemed to rarely see Sato Sakie-sensei.

It was as if she was deliberately avoiding him.

Um.........

It must have been just my imagination.

Why would anyone avoid a good kid like me?

"Alas!"

When her name was called, Sato Sakie visibly trembled, then stiffly turned around and forced a smile, saying:

"Ah, it's Luo Xia."

Even Izumi Miyamura could see the stiffness in the other person's smile.

After exchanging a few words, Sato Sakie hurriedly left, as if she had something urgent to attend to.

"Did something happen between you and Mr. Sato?"

Miyamura Izumi couldn't help but ask.

What he really wanted to ask was why Mr. Sato was so afraid of him.

"I do not know."

Stroking his chin, Rorschach also looked very puzzled.

"If I had to say, someone asked me to keep an eye on this guy."

?

Are you some kind of delinquent?

Chapter Thirty-Six: Wake Up! Stop Dreaming!

What would it be like if an ordinary high school were to gather angels, demons, monsters, girls with the ability to see ghosts, and boys who befriended monsters?

In most people's minds, this school would likely become quite turbulent.

Angels and demons engage in open and covert struggles behind the scenes, treating humans as their pawns and toys.

The monster was secretly watching, hoping to gain some advantage.

The boy who befriended the monsters observed quietly, filled with intense hatred for both angels and demons.

The girl with the ability to see ghosts was secretly plotting something, and no one knew what she was thinking or what she was planning.

In fact--

"Rorschach! You bastard, where did you hide my homework, you bastard?!"

Gabriel grabbed Rorschach by the collar and said with a gloomy expression.

Coupled with her tongue-twisting manner, which she seemed to have learned from somewhere, the angel looked just like a petty thug often seen in TV dramas.

As for why it's on TV?

A kind-hearted and beautiful girl inexplicably became a delinquent. Although she was ruthless and cold-hearted towards others while living in the mud, she showed a gentle and kind side after meeting you, and even fell in love with you at first sight and insisted on marrying you.

What are you thinking, you bastard?

How could such a good thing possibly happen to you?

Wake up, kid, you're not the gentle protagonist.

You are the average-looking, average-ability, nice-person-like classmate of the gentle protagonist, who is good at socializing but has no boyfriend.

The kind of dialogue that doesn't exceed three lines.

Therefore, the most valuable quality in a person is self-awareness.

The ultimate goal of our lives is not to be the protagonist, nor to have a harem.

Our mission is to make money and marry someone we love who also loves us.

There's no need to accomplish anything earth-shattering, nor to make selfless contributions that move the world.

Be worthy of those who truly care about you, take good care of those you care about, and don't let them worry about you.

that's enough.

That's a bit of a tangent. Let's get back to the classroom, where Luo Xia, whose collar had been grabbed, said unhappily:

How am I supposed to know where you put your homework?

"As expected, you bastard hid my homework."

Looking at Rorschach's slightly displeased face, Gabriel said with certainty:

"If this were any other time, you would have jumped up by now."

"You're acting like this because you're guilty!"

.............

How do you know me so well?

It's a happy thing to have a beautiful girl care about you.

But changing the target to Gabriel makes it inexplicably frustrating.

It's like having a dog with a food bowl sitting outside the toilet door when you're using it.

"Are you thinking about something really bad?"

Mind reading?!

"I can't read minds. Your thoughts are written all over your face."

...And you say you can't read minds?!

Doesn't this scene seem strangely familiar?

It seems like this happened a few days ago when I went for an interview with Fei Xi?

"Oh ho, I didn't realize a stupid devil like you could actually be popular with women?"

Raising an eyebrow, Gabriel said with some surprise.

In her eyes, Luo Xia was the kind of bastard who had no luck with women and would stay single forever.

'Mind your own business, you useless angel.'

Rorschach thought to himself.

"I can't care about your messy private life."

"Now you have two choices: either give me my homework, or give me your role."

At first, Gabrielle just wanted this guy to hand in his homework.

But considering this bastard's nature, Gabriel had reason to suspect that the guy had already destroyed his homework.

Then he added another sentence.

"...in my schoolbag."

With a slight pout, Rorschach responded.

At first, he did intend to take Gabriel's homework to Satania's mortal enemy for destruction.

But something came up that delayed things.

As for what it is...

"O demon of crimson flames! Guided by fate, we have met once again!"

Rikka Takanashi, wearing an eye patch, blocked Rorschach's path and shouted.

It's just something we bumped into at school, why make it sound so mysterious?

Satania might like this style, but Rorschach said he was really unimpressed.

It's not that I don't like it, but because...

There are still many passersby watching.