I became a heart-stealing thief in Azure Files

If three consecutive eighth notes [~???~] mean 'you captured the other person's heart for a moment', then two eighth notes [~??~] mean that you have at least attracted the other person's attention to a considerable extent and left a good impression.

After the huge black wings fluttered slightly, 'Hanokawa Hasumi', who was holding a sniper rifle, also took action.

"Hello, sensei, I am Hasumi Hanekawa, a member of the Justice Realization Committee of Trinity College."

【~??~】

Finally, the girl named 'Sensui Moritsuki', with her long, bright white hair and striking red eyes, and an angel wing on one side of her head, like a 'one-winged angel', bowed and said, "Sensui Moritsuki, I am also from Trinity, and a member of the Trinity Self-Defense Force. Nice to meet you, Sensi."

【~???~】

'Eighth-note marks representing favorability appeared on each person… This at least means that I left a reasonably good first impression on them?'

Especially since there were two 'students' among them who came up with three eighth notes, which meant 'instantly capturing the other person's heart'...

There are no single eighth notes... This means that all the students present have a fairly good initial understanding of themselves.

This will become a key factor in developing a bond with these 'students' in the future.

'Perhaps, the ability [déjà vu] gained from assisting the president played a part in this...'

With that in mind, Amamiya secretly confirmed her primary 'target'.

—Common sense dictates that the one with the highest favorability rating is the easiest to win over.

'I choose you... Hayase Yuuka-san...'

Chapter Six: The Episode with the Most Cutting-Edge Technology

Having gained more than five eighth notes of favorability from Yuka in one go, Amamiya confirmed his next 'target'.

Without a doubt... the strategy should start with the lowest difficulty level.

As for Yuka, who possesses [X. Temperance], she is probably the easiest to defeat among all the students present who possess Arcana.

Amamiya thought of her "maid teacher" - Kawakami Sadayo.

As an assistant who also possesses the [X. Temperance] Arcana, the difficulty of Kawakami-sensei's strategy is on a completely different level compared to the difficulty shown by Yuka in front of him.

Lost in thought, Amamiya was still filtering information from the group's conversation—he couldn't join in at the moment, nor did he intend to offer any unprofessional perspective from an outsider's point of view.

'Club advisors...Federal Investigation Department...moving in, operating, and fighting within various jurisdictions...without any restrictions...'

It's practically a "violent apparatus" that transcends the authority of any power structure.

Amamiya, who was listening in, was secretly astonished by the various pieces of information she received.

A royal sword? A special permit granted by imperial authority?

Amamiya recalled a classic scene from a TV series she had watched back then.

'You ask me what [Xia Lai] is? Now I'll tell you…'

The Ming Dynasty's Embroidered Uniform Guard was one of them.

'A student named Momoka... Xia Lai's activity room is thirty kilometers away from the Federal Student Council... Yingchan V Seven Nine Lu Umbrella'

'A helicopter would be needed for a relatively convenient round trip...'

'The activity room area of ​​Xia Lai has turned into a battlefield...? Are there delinquent girls causing trouble? And the troublemakers even brought tanks?'

In the holographic image, a pink-haired girl with twin tails, occasionally crunching on a bag of potato chips, lazily reported the situation. After giving a brief overview, she hung up the phone, saying she had to order takeout.

Upon hearing the news, Rin's expression gradually darkened.

By the end, Amamiya could even see that this seemingly stern and unsmiling 'cold beauty' was trembling slightly with anger.

Amamiya didn't use the low emotional intelligence to ask "What's wrong?" or "What happened?"

After all, Rin's communication with that 'Yuragi Momoka' was completely undisguised.

He was thinking about the amount of information contained in communications.

The troublemakers even deployed 'cruising tanks'... If Amamiya's understanding is correct, then the so-called 'trouble' should be a small-scale armed conflict?

In such a small-scale armed conflict, heavy vehicles of the level of tanks appeared... From the perspective of an ordinary person with common sense, this is almost unimaginable.

In short... it requires fighting, right?

That's just right.

'This is a good opportunity...to see just how much effort I can put in...'

As Amamiya pondered, this 'conclusion' came to mind.

Since arriving here, Amamiya has witnessed the 'abnormality'... or rather, the 'mystery' of this world?

The halo surrounding these 'students'...

The weapons they used...

Will the 'persona' I summon myself, or the 'magic' I cast myself, be effective against these 'students'?

Will their firearms cause them harm?

These factors will be an important part of determining one's behavior in this world.

Therefore, Amamiya felt it was very necessary for him to 'test' the gap in strength between his 'students'.

For example, how much effort do I need to put in to be able to fight them to a standstill, or even be on equal footing with them?

At that moment, Rin swept his gloomy gaze over the other 'academy representatives' present.

Finally, her gaze settled on Amamiya.

"Sensei... what do you think we should do?"

Amamiya responded calmly and immediately: "I'm new here and don't know much about this place... even with the 'education' from the Federation Student Council President."

"However, I still have a clear view of the situation... In order to end the chaos as soon as possible, we need to take extraordinary measures in extraordinary times."

【~???~】

The elfin-like pointed ear twitched slightly, as if indicating some suppressed joy.

The elfin-like girl gently lifted a strand of hair that naturally fell to one side of her shoulder. She was smiling, but the aura she exuded at that moment gave people a suffocating sense of oppression and a feeling of 'cunning'.

"I agree with Sensei's opinion..."

"In order for Kiwatos to return to normal as soon as possible... I need the help of you 'idle people'. Let's go."

Seeing the three blue eighth notes floating above the head of this 'advisor' lady, Amamiya breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that sometimes it's better to guide than to block.

Simply telling people "don't be angry," "calm down," or "please accept your condolences" won't increase their likability when they're "stuck in their emotions"—at times like these, it's necessary to sometimes go along with their feelings.

……

The sharp, rhythmic gunfire and artillery fire, like the shrieks of hell, interrupted Amamiya's thoughts as he followed Yuka and the other three to this place.

This should be the suburbs of DU that Rin mentioned... which is near the activity building of [Federal Investigation Department - Sharai].

The gunfire so close to his ears was so real that Amamiya mistakenly thought he had been transported to a modern battlefield.

Even without using the Fool's Assistance ability's "Third Eye" to observe, Amamiya could clearly sense the sonic boom produced when the bullet cut through the air and smell the gunpowder emitted when the gun was fired.

Amamiya even heard the sounds that only heavy firepower vehicles like tanks would make when firing their cannons—frankly, from a modern perspective, the deployment of heavy firepower tanks in a small-scale armed conflict is quite unbelievable.

Amamiya, who was following in the group, quietly observed the reactions of the four 'students': Yuuka, Chinatsu, Hasumi, and Suzumi.

Most of them appeared remarkably calm... as if they had long been accustomed to this kind of 'daily routine'.

Amamiya even clearly saw that the person closest to him, 'Yuka Hayase', was hit directly by a stray bullet that seemed to have come from nowhere.

Amamiya didn't see the expected bloodstains, nor even a single wound on her clothes—he saw a light blue barrier made of equidistant hexagons or pentagons appear, blocking and deflecting the dangerous stray bullet.

The girl named 'Hayase Yuka' only staggered slightly and complained, "Ouch, ouch!"

That 'shield'... is it the power of technology? Or some kind of magic that enhances the shield?

Amamiya reached into her shoulder bag and pulled out a platinum-colored 'toy gun' painted like an archangel. She cautiously began to use her [Third Eye] to observe the dangers around her.

With her index finger on the trigger, Amamiya lowered her voice and spoke in a slightly heavy tone: "It seems... I'll have to trouble you all a little from now on."

Next... is definitely a great opportunity to showcase yourself!

Chapter Seven: What exactly is the difference between modern warfare and magical combat?

Amamiya's reaction was a normal one for the 'students' living in Giwatos.

But for a 'outsider' from Kiwatos... such a reaction is somewhat unusual.

Hasumi immediately surrounded Amamiya, spreading her large, angelic wings to protect her as much as possible, quite surprised by Amamiya's reaction.

"I thought...Sensei, you would be a little flustered in this situation."

Amamiya thought to herself, "Why am I panicking? I've already crushed several big bosses who threaten to destroy the world at the drop of a hat."

The kind of world-destroying, cataclysmic magical battles I had before I transmigrated here were my daily life—small-scale gunfights like this? A piece of cake.

Amamiya calmly glanced at the girl who was very close to him, using her pair of wings to shield herself... uh, girl.

As he got closer, he could faintly smell the sweet scent on the other person, which was similar to a shower gel or perfume. Perhaps because he was often exposed to dairy products (cakes and other desserts), Amamiya also smelled a slight mixed scent, similar to milk and fruit.

Amamiya then carefully examined the wings that had intrigued him from the very beginning—

These wings looked no different from the wings of birds he knew, or even the 'wings of angels' he had personally encountered.

First of all, the wings that look smooth and silky, as if covered with a layer of oil, are enough to confirm their remarkable "biological characteristics".

Secondly... Amamiya really felt the 'temperature difference' from those wings.

'I wonder how they maintain it... it seems to feel quite nice to the touch.'

Thinking this to himself, Amamiya shook his head and said seriously, "Before coming to Giwatos... I had experienced quite a few battles. Although I'm not used to it... I can adapt and handle it quickly."

Hasumi, however, did not stop her curiosity. She carefully examined the platinum-colored 'pistol' in Amamiya's hand... For some reason, she could feel a power emanating from it that made her feel both fearful and longing.

“Sensei…this gun seems a bit special.”

Amamiya chuckled and didn't give a detailed explanation of the gun, simply saying, "This is something I brought from outside Giwatos; it's my sidearm."

This gun... is definitely special.

This is a gun refined from the divine body of Metatron, the thirty-six-winged archangel known as 'Lesser Jehovah' in mythology.

The platinum-gold paint job, resembling that of a toy gun, conceals the destructive power of the "Celestial Judge's" sins and punishments.

This gun is called "Emperor of Destruction," a "divine gun" (literally) that allows one to feel the power of the archangel filling their body simply by holding it.

The girl with long flaxen hair turned slightly to look at Amamiya.

He Renjian felt something different about the gun... She vaguely sensed a chilling aura emanating from it that sent shivers down her spine.

This gun... although it looks like a toy gun, its weight and the feel it gives you don't think it's a fake.

“Sensei…are you alright? You came from outside Kivotos…if you were hit by a bullet…”

Amamiya could clearly sense the worry and concern hidden beneath 'Himiya Chinatsu's' words.

"Rest assured... I have considerable combat and command experience. In this battle... I will serve as everyone's 'NAVI'."

"NAVI?"

Holding a submachine gun, Suzumi, who was already standing in the front row, didn't turn around, but instead asked a question.

"...In our Kivotos, this is a euphemism for those 'responsible for providing tactical deployment, tactical command, and intelligence support in combat'."

Yuka, Hasumi, Chinatsu, and Suzumi, while not immediately understanding what Amamiya meant by the 'Otherworld' combat method...

However, they all knew that being able to provide real-time tactical deployment during battle, control the battle situation, and provide accurate intelligence support was by no means an easy task.

“'Navi,' navigation... Sensei is a very unique name, but it feels very apt.”

Yuka seemed quite interested in this accurate nickname, and she picked up her dual submachine guns, her hibiscus purple eyes filled with seriousness and trust.

In fact... including Yuka, all the 'students' present were a little confused about where this trust came from.

It might be Sensei's reliable demeanor... or it could be that he gives off a sense of familiarity.

“Then… ‘Navi’ is yours, sensei.”