Inside the Sports Equipment Storage Room.
With a thud, Yuria slammed the storage room door shut and even locked it for good measure.
As Miko Yotsuya was organizing the volleyballs, she heard the commotion behind her, and a premonition of disaster spontaneously arose.
She quickly turned around and found that the storage room door had been locked from the inside. Yuria, who had performed this act, had shed her previous timidity and was now closing in on her step by step with a serious expression.
If Yuria weren't a girl, Miko Yotsuya might have been even more terrified in this storage room with only the two of them.
"Miko Yotsuya, actually, I have been observing you in secret."
"Wha... what do you mean?"
Miko Yotsuya panicked.
Where did this perverted stalker come from!
Miko Yotsuya instinctively gripped the Holy Cross (the Lily) in her hands tightly.
She didn't know if Gabriel's Divine Arts would work against perverts.
As Yuria pressed closer, Miko Yotsuya backed away uneasily until she bumped into the wooden crate filled with volleyballs behind her and was forced to stop.
Yuria came to a halt. She pulled a metal bottle cap from her pocket and casually tossed it onto the floor.
Before long, three Little Old Men the size of ping-pong balls ran out from a dark corner. They were plump, had aged faces, and were balding.
They each gathered around the bottle cap on the ground, staring at the metal object with greedy expressions.
"They are very timid and covet shiny things."
Yuria walked past Miko Yotsuya and stopped in front of the wooden crate. She glanced at the Little Old Men at her feet, then turned around and said, "Yotsuya-san, just like you, I can see The Other World. We are actually of the same kind!"
The feeling of finding Kin made her feel immense joy.
She was no longer a freak in the eyes of others.
However, Yuria did not hear a satisfying answer from Miko Yotsuya.
"Wh-what are you talking about... I don't really understand..."
Yuria saw that Miko Yotsuya's face was stiff and very unnatural, and she was clutching the Lily she never let go of tightly to her chest.
Dammit!
Just how much do you like that broken flower!
Could it actually protect you or something?!
"Miko Yotsuya! Stop playing dumb! Can't we just be open and tell the truth? Your exquisite acting might fool others, but it can't fool me!"
Yuria was getting anxious, even feeling a hint of grievance in her heart: "Is it possible that even you don't believe me?"
"Re... really... stop telling scary stories to spook me. I'm very cowardly..."
Miko Yotsuya gave a few dry laughs, unobtrusively using the corner of her eye to look to her side, a drop of cold sweat sliding down her face.
A Square-headed Evil Spirit nearly three meters tall was staring at Yuria in front of it one moment, then turning to stare at her the next, muttering excitedly:
"Was I seen?! No, that's not right... it seems she can't see. Does she really see me? But this doesn't look like it..."
The giant monster was so anxious it scratched its head and ears, and the square cushion covering its head was shredded by its Claw.
As the disguise was torn to shreds, the horror hidden within the cushion was revealed.
A hideous and twisted face stared at Yuria and Miko Yotsuya in the storage room like a demonic Ghost. Its basketball-sized eyeballs were bloodshot, and disgusting yellow liquid slowly dripped from its sharp fangs.
Miko Yotsuya remained calm on the surface, but her fair thighs beneath her short skirt were trembling slightly as she stared at Yuria with a tearful expression.
Does... does she really not see it?!!
So scary, so scary, so scary...
This is bad. If she keeps talking like this, we'll both be exposed.
Finally, Miko Yotsuya fixed her gaze on the Holy Cross (the Lily) in her hand.
"Here goes!"
Miko Yotsuya thought to herself. To trigger the second Divine Art, she needed to shout the Command Word.
Since she didn't know exactly what qualified as shouting, she took a deep breath from her diaphragm, preparing to yell with the loudest voice of her life.
"I am not joking with you!"
Yuria stomped her feet in frustration. What on earth was Miko Yotsuya hiding? Things had already reached this point, yet she still wouldn't admit it.
Yuria carefully scanned the storage room, and seeing that no other Evil Spirits appeared, she said once more: "I am restating this to you—I can see!"
The moment she finished her sentence, the giant Evil Spirit that had been staring at the two of them suddenly turned toward Yuria, grinning excitedly as large amounts of saliva flowed down.
"You really CAN see!!!"
With a dull thud, the giant Evil Spirit arrived behind Yuria in an instant.
It opened its bloody maw and lunged toward the head of the oblivious Yuria, who was still trying to prove herself.
Just as Yuria was about to suffer a decapitation.
"Help me, Berserker—!"
Miko Yotsuya shouted with all her might.
The sudden shout instantly startled Yuria, who didn't dare say another word.
Buzz!
On the sacred Lily, a Holy Light suddenly erupted.
Immediately, a pink Projection abruptly appeared in front of the giant Evil Spirit.
She clenched her pink fist and slammed her right punch with full force into that hideous, twisted face.
Bang!
Accompanied by a dull sound, the hair-raising crackle of breaking bones followed.
Two-thirds of the massive face caved in, and an eyeball was squeezed out of its socket.
The giant Evil Spirit's head was sent flying; its neck was directly snapped by this monstrous force, dragging its body along as it flew out.
A girl less than 1.8 meters tall had actually sent a giant Evil Spirit nearly three meters tall flying with a single punch.
What violence! What horror!
That wasn't a fist—it was clearly a dump truck!!!
Gulp.
Miko Yotsuya swallowed hard. She looked at the Angel girl with pure white Wings on her back and a pink Halo floating above her head.
While shocked, a question also popped up in her mind.
Didn't Gabriel say the summoned Angel was just her Projection?
But how did this Angel look anything like Gabriel!
In terms of figure alone, she was enough to crush the flat-chested Gabriel.
Miko Yotsuya suddenly made a connection, recalling the conversation between Gabriel and Hana Yurikawa in the changing room.
"So... she really is just a Projection of Gabriel?"
Suddenly, a change occurred.
A shadow rapidly approached. Along with the sound of wind, sharp claws lunged down at the Pink-haired girl below, as if to cut the girl in half at the waist.
"Hahaha Muri Muri☆"
Mika Misono nimbly dodged this fatal blow. A layer of Holy Light gathered on her palm, and she then fiercely chopped toward an arm of the giant Evil Spirit.
Squelch!
The sturdy right arm was severed upon impact. High-splashing black-red Fresh blood stained half of Mika Misono's face and her clothes.
Facing the screams of the giant Evil Spirit, she took the initiative to charge forward and began tearing her enemy apart with her bare hands.
For a moment, all sorts of human-like limbs, flesh, bones, and organs were flying everywhere!
In the back, Miko Yotsuya slumped to the ground, her legs weak with fear from the bloody and violent scene before her.
At this moment, she had only one thought.
"I must... I must definitely find a way to help Gabriel fix this bad habit of liking Melee Combat!!!"
Miko Yotsuya pursed her lips tightly and quickly looked away, her body trembling slightly.
After school, she should stop by the store and buy a few more pairs of underwear.