"So, Bronya, you met a god in the Sea of Quanta, and this god, out of affection for you or some other strange reason, gave you a trial..."
"But because Kyuusyou ran in and completely stomped the competition, you all quickly cleared this trial... and that god gave you an authority called Truth?"
Listening to Bronya and the others describe their encounter in the Sea of Quanta, Theresa organized her thoughts, pieced together the information from their fragmented and overlapping accounts, and reached her own conclusion.
For some reason, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning who that "god" lady actually was, leaving a certain blonde monster to become an undetectable fog of war in front of Theresa.
"That's about right, Headmaster Theresa."
Bronya nodded.
"So that leaves two questions: Houraiji Kyuusyou! Confess honestly, just what kind of thing are you?!"
Having fully grasped the situation, Theresa once again turned her accusatory finger toward Kyuusyou, who had reverted to her lazy dog mode.
"What kind of thing... The great Savior Lord is no mere 'thing.' Oh, my dear Theresa, you truly break my heart..."
Kyuusyou made a face as if about to burst into tears, her expression utterly innocent.
"You've made a fortune at Schicksal Headquarters, become the Overseer of East Schicksal, and you're living the good life with Schicksal Valkyries and Judah protecting you. You have no need for a friend like me, and yet you come to me now and ask, 'Miss Houraiji Kyuusyou, just what kind of thing are you?'"
"You have no respect for me at all, you don't even consider me your friend, you won't even call me Savior Lord...!"
"I... I... I... AHHHHH!!! Tell me, Houraiji Kyuusyou, just who the hell are you?!"
Losing her composure, Overseer Theresa began flailing wildly at the pathetic-looking Kyuusyou, looking as if she were about to eat the purple-haired, large-chested monster alive...
"Ghosty? What do you mean, 'death question'?"
"Then listen closely! I am none other than a Savior who's just passing through! Got it?"
"How is that any different from saying nothing at all! Now I see why you and Snow can get along! You can stretch a single sentence that could be explained in one go into five paragraphs!"
Theresa glared at Kyuusyou, getting angrier the more she thought about it.
"You're too small-minded, Theresa. You're thinking too small. The two of us as a couple would break that down into ten sentences, and then the other would break down each of those ten sentences again."
"You...!!! You're driving this Headmaster to death!!!"
"Houraiji Kyuusyou, I'm giving you three sentences to explain your identity! Otherwise, I will...!"
"You will?"
Kyuusyou looked at her with a curious gaze, her expression practically saying, "You shorty, what can you possibly do to me?"
"I will broadcast your notebooks and diaries on every single channel across all of Schicksal!"
"O lost maiden who has fallen into the deep dark fantasy, let me, the great Savior of Light, Lady Houraiji Kyuusyou, come and..."
"Alright, Theresa, shut up already!"
A desperate Kyuusyou declared, "This Savior Lord doesn't care about saving face!" She grabbed a bitter melon that had inexplicably appeared on the table and hurled it straight into Theresa's wide-open mouth, which was still loudly reciting Kyuusyou's dark history.
"Mmph mmmph!!!"
The melon hit its mark without suspense, temporarily plugging Theresa's mouth...
"So Sister Kyuusyou writes things like that??? Truly, one shouldn't judge a book by its cover..."
Bronya, Pardo, and the others, who had witnessed the entire process, nodded thoughtfully.
"I didn't, I don't, don't listen to that white-haired shorty who believes whatever the wind blows! If the report is wrong in the future, you'll be the ones held responsible!!!"
"Do you understand what being held responsible means!"
Before Theresa could crush the bitter melon stuck in her mouth, Houraiji Kyuusyou chose to launch a nuclear counterattack...
"Then you can forget about that limited-edition Homu doll you keep in the safe under your office chair, Headmaster...!"
"I'll pry it open right now and give it to Bronya!"
Kevin Kaslana, the Old Ancestor watching from the sidelines, seemed to finally understand why his descendant had skipped work and run away from Schicksal...
In a certain sense, these two weren't just identical; they were a pair of legendary fools.
"Kyuusyou, how dare you!"
At the mention of someone trying to take her precious doll, Theresa erupted in fury, drawing the Oath of Judah and swinging it with a fierce whistle.
"Hey, Boss Kevin... are these really the warriors fighting the Honkai in this era? Why do they look so unreliable? Uh, I don't mean you can't fight, Sister Kyuusyou,"
Felis nudged Kevin, who was watching the scene unfold beside her. Her face was etched with sheer bewilderment, but when she saw Kyuusyou's gaze sweep over her, she immediately changed her tune.
"Probably..."
Kevin took a deep breath, trying to bring his blood pressure back to a normal level...
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"Alright, alright, you two stop arguing,"
Watching the two expose each other's dark history, Joyce and Welt finally couldn't hold it in. Within just a few minutes, they had a feast of all the gossip about Schicksal's upper management.
The Overseer's embezzlement of public funds for a massive purchase of Homu plushies was relatively minor. There were even weirder topics about private life, like Theresa having to cuddle a pillow of Murata Himeko, a Valkyrie who was publicly declared missing, just to fall asleep...
"What's wrong with embezzling public funds! Grandpa also embezzles funds every day to make Kallen figures, and even to develop Kallen fantasies..."
"And the joke about sleeping with Himeko's pillow is even worse. It's okay for you Houraiji Kyuusyou and Otto Apocalypse to sleep with Snow and Kallen's pillows, but I Theresa Apocalypse am not allowed to sleep with Himeko's pillow?!"
The scene completely fell silent...
The rest, who had originally intended to break up the fight, stopped their actions and entered a state of complete gossip-absorption. The two Mr. Welts, in particular, almost had their ears stand up to hear if there was any other big news about Overseer Otto.
"Boss Kevin... Let me double-check... Are these really the warriors fighting Honkai in this Era???"
Pardo leaned in and whispered to Kevin, her voice laced with sheer disbelief...
"From what they're saying... That Overseer Otto is one of the leaders of this Era's Anti-Honkai Organization..."
"I'm starting to be unsure... But perhaps this is just a matter of their private lives..."
Thinking about a certain descendant who was forced into ****by World Serpent but was reliable at work, Kevin rubbed his chin thoughtfully...
"Yeah, probably, Pardo. We need to give them some confidence..."