In this anime crossover, who stole my module?

"Haste makes waste; some things have to be done slowly."

Natsume Ryo thought to himself.

Even if the progress is a bit slow, it's not unacceptable.

After all, more module owners will naturally appear in the future.

……

"巳...午...未...申..."

"..."

Just as Natsume Ryo was thinking this, he suddenly noticed a faint rustling sound.

At this moment, Rikka Takanashi is sitting upright in the seat behind him, her small body bent downwards.

The textbooks were spread out on the table, but I couldn't read a single word.

Her mind was completely absorbed in something else.

study?

What a joke!

Learning anything is no fun compared to hand seals!

Ever since I got that book, "The Method of Chakra Refining and the Basic Hand Seals," from Natsume Ryo last night...

—Rikka Takanashi regards it as the supreme secret manual.

Studying all night.

Although she only had a superficial understanding of chakra refining and had not yet grasped the essentials.

However, his progress in the twelve basic hand seals was remarkably rapid!

After all, she used to indulge in all sorts of childish fantasies, often imitating cool characters from anime or games, striking various difficult poses in front of the mirror.

—This is because of the hand movements experience accumulated over the years due to my chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Rikka is very easy to learn.

Even without extraordinary talent, after a night of diligent practice, she had already begun to see progress in mastering the twelve basic hand seals.

Rikka Takanashi's two small, fair hands were hidden under the table, her ten fingers flying, trying her best to change various complicated hand seals.

Although the movements are already quite skilled, I still occasionally puff out my cheeks in frustration when I make a mistake in a hand seal, but I still enjoy it and don't feel bored at all.

"Hmph, the power of the Evil King's True Eye is awakening in my hands!"

Rikka Takanashi thought to herself smugly, muttering to herself as her little hands moved quickly and discreetly inside the table.

Each time she tried to form the hand seal, she could vaguely feel a faint energy surging within her body.

"This is... the chakra that Ryo was talking about, right?"

"Is that mysterious power, capable of changing shape at will, even teleporting out of thin air, and spitting out huge fireballs, driven by this energy?"

The thought of one day being able to master this power filled Rikka Takanashi with immense excitement; her heart pounded, and even the ahoge (cowlick) on her head bounced up and down.

That's why she nods her little head so intently, completely absorbed in her own world.

It too could not escape the discerning eye of Hiratsuka Shizuka on the podium.

……

Standing on the podium, Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately noticed Rikka Takanashi's unusual behavior.

Several teachers said that the new transfer student was inattentive in class and whispering to each other.

Now, even in his own class, he's openly making small movements under his desk!

Do you really think teachers standing on the podium are just for show?!

Thinking of this, a surge of anger quietly rose in Hiratsuka Shizuka's heart.

She walked off the podium without making a sound, maintaining the tone of her explanation, and moved her long, slender legs, encased in black fitted trousers, step by step toward the back of the classroom, to where Rikka Takanashi was.

"...just as we just analyzed..."

"酉...戌...亥...Very good!"

"Ziyin is next!"

"We'll be able to complete a cycle soon!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka continued explaining the text, while Takanashi Rikka remained completely oblivious, her little hands still enthusiastically changing handprints inside the table.

……

then.

next second.

Benedict!

A soft sound.

Rikka Takanashi's head, which was hanging low, was suddenly struck by a textbook with precise and just the right amount of force!

This time, it hit the bullseye perfectly.

"Ouch..."

Caught off guard, Rikka Takanashi let out a short cry of alarm and immediately stretched out her hands to cover her head.

When she looked up, she was completely bewildered.

That's when Hiratsuka Shizuna's kind eyes met his gaze.

……

Hiratsuka Shizumasa stood next to Takanashi Rikka's desk, holding a rolled-up lesson plan in her hand.

"Katoyama-san."

"You've almost finished setting up a class!"

"Is there some technical difficulty you've encountered that you need my personal guidance?"

After Hiratsuka finished speaking, her gaze fell on the books spread out on the desk in front of Takanashi Rikka...

Yes, a math textbook.

It was clearly a Chinese language class.

As a result, Rikka Takanashi had a math book on her table to make up the difference, and she was also doing something sneaky under the table.

This undoubtedly hit Hiratsuka Shizuka's sore spot perfectly.

"Takayuki, it seems your love for math has made you want to delve into other subjects as well?"

"I am truly gratified by this interdisciplinary enthusiasm for learning."

"But if you really can't get interested in the content of the Chinese textbook, or you think what I'm saying is too boring and tedious."

"You can come to my office after class."

"Teacher, I would be happy to give you extra tutoring after class, one-on-one after-school guidance."

Hiratsuka Shizuka gritted her teeth, her knuckles making a soft "click" sound.

The implications are self-evident.

Rikka Takanashi immediately understood the warning in Shizuka Hiratsuka's words. Startled, she trembled and quickly took her little hand out of the desk, placing it neatly on the desk and nodding repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

Seeing Takanashi Rikka's attitude of instantly switching from "chuunibyou messenger" to "well-behaved student" and admitting her mistake, Hiratsuka Shizuka's anger subsided slightly. However, she still kept a straight face and pointed to the math textbook on the table with her lesson plan.

"Switch the textbooks back."

"Yes, yes, teacher!"

Rikka Takanashi quickly replaced her math textbook on the table with a Japanese language book, striking a well-behaved pose as if she were listening attentively.

Seeing that she was remorseful, Hiratsuka Shizuka's anger subsided somewhat.

Just thinking about the troublesome "problem children" in my class—with Natsume Ryo and Hikigaya Hachiman, the two "isolated duo"—made me hesitant.

Now, another transfer student has arrived—Rikka Takanashi—who is obsessed with chuunibyou fantasies and openly slacks off in class.

Hiratsuka Shizuka felt that her teaching career was going to be long and arduous, and it seemed that she had a few more gray hairs on her head. She let out a heavy sigh.

"Alright! Everyone, perk up!"

"There's not much time left until the final exams, so don't think you can relax now!"

After turning around and walking back to the podium, Hiratsuka Shizuka raised her voice to bring all the distracted students back to the classroom.

……

……

at last.

Jingle Bell--!

When the bell rang announcing the start of lunch break.

Hiratsuka Shizuka let out a heavy sigh, closed her lesson plan, and announced the end of get out of class.

"Alright, that's all for this lesson."

"get out of class is over."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's gaze lingered for half a second each on the two troublesome corners of Natsume Ryo and Hikigaya Hachiman, before finally shaking her head and turning to leave.

———As soon as the tall figure of Hiratsuka Shizuka, the homeroom teacher, disappeared through the doorway, the tension in the classroom, which had been building up due to the class, instantly relaxed, and the oppressive atmosphere was immediately revitalized.

Natsume Ryo closed his textbook and put it back in his desk, thinking that Yukinoshita Yukino must be here soon.

Subsequently.

as predicted.

Not long after Natsume Ryo's thoughts reached this point.

That slender yet upright figure reappeared outside the classroom door of Class 1-F.

Her long, jet-black hair fell smoothly down, and even in a still pose, she exuded a cold and aloof aura that kept people at a distance.

Yukino under the snow arrived as promised.

……

Many students who had just left the classroom or were about to go elsewhere subconsciously stopped in their tracks, their eyes fixed on that aloof figure, whispering among themselves, their faces filled with undisguised gossip.

After all, Yukino Yukinoshita is from Soubu High School. She is like a snow lotus on an iceberg. She is beautiful, academically excellent, and from a prominent family. She usually has a cold and aloof attitude towards everyone.

Now that this "high-class beauty" has appeared at the entrance of Class F twice, her intentions naturally arouse much speculation.

Inside the classroom.

Hayato Hayama, who was chatting and laughing with his friends, including Sho Tobe, and preparing to go out during his lunch break, noticed the commotion at the door and the stares of his classmates. He looked in the direction of the sound.

But when they realized that the person who came was Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Hey, Hayato."

Tobe Sho nudged Hayama Hayato's arm lightly with his elbow, winking and lowering his voice.

"Yukinoshita-san is here again. Could it be... she really came to see you?"

"Hey, hey, Hayama!"

"Yukino Yukinoshita! Could she be here to see you?"

The other two members of the "normie" group also joined in the teasing, with ambiguous smiles on their faces.

Upon hearing this, Hayato Hayama's gentle smile faltered slightly.

after all.

Because of his father's connections, his father was the legal counsel for the Yukinoshita family business.

Therefore, the two families had close ties, and as younger generations, they had naturally known each other since childhood. However, this relationship was maintained by the elders rather than being a choice made by the two of them in their own true will.

and.