The Student Council room fell into a very quiet state. After the curtains were drawn, the room was pitch black.
It wasn't yet time for class. The Student Council President, whose true name was Julian Einzbern, stayed alone in the Student Council room, enjoying a moment of peace.
Julian unintentionally clenched his fist, his expression quite fierce, with black misty currents swirling around him as a humanoid figure appeared by his side.
If Ritsuka were here, she would surely recognize the nature of that mist. It looked exactly like the disaster that nearly wiped out the town deep within Miyama Town years ago; that spine-chilling malice filled the room.
Time was running out. He had to speed up and fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Einzbern... "Julian, are you there?"
With a bang, the Student Council door was kicked open. Julian's face immediately darkened; an uninvited guest had arrived!
Holding a form, an orange-red haired girl barged in boisterously and stood before the low-pressure Student Council President.
Ritsuka laughed without a care, "Julian, hurry up and sign this form. I'm going to find Taiga-sensei to apply for extra funding."
Slap! The form was slammed onto the table beside him. Julian, sitting sideways with his eyes hidden behind his gloomy bangs, suddenly let out a heavy sigh and pressed his hand to his face.
"Get out. I really don't want to see your face."
"Eh?"
He signed the paper efficiently, took out the Student Council seal to stamp it, and threw the form back to Ritsuka. Julian didn't show the slightest bit of a pleasant expression; his rare break time was almost wasted, and class was about to start.
His beautiful rest period was about to be exhausted by this woman!
"Don't say such lonely things. It makes people wonder if you don't have any friends."
*Cough*... "What's it to you?!"
For breakfast, he had compressed biscuits. Julian, who had just opened the package and taken a bite, was immediately choked by Ritsuka's seemingly 'unintentional' remark, causing him to grit his teeth in frustration.
He indeed didn't have many friends. As Honnoubara Academy's famous Student Council President and gloomy guy, his status made it easy to alienate others.
Moreover, making friends like children playing house was meaningless to him. His time was precious because the time belonging to 'Julian' was running out... "Emiya Ritsuka, hurry up and go to your classroom to prepare for class."
He picked up his cup to wash down the stuck biscuit, then Julian stood up and threw the biscuit wrapper into the trash can.
Turning back, Julian's face dropped. He saw the girl who had barged into the Student Council room sitting in a chair as if she owned the place, nibbling on a biscuit stick.
She clearly hadn't taken his words to heart at all.
"By the way, Julian, you don't have friends, right? I don't mind getting on good terms with you."
Pinching a Pocky and waving it lightly in front of her, Ritsuka said something that made the ahoge on Julian's head twitch.
With a dark face and a look of disgust, Julian packed up the table and his textbooks, looking like he would leave if she didn't.
"Could it be that Julian is the type who isn't liked at home either? That's unexpectedly tough."
"Don't say such disgusting things. My family is great, and my sister is very obedient..."
He stuffed everything into his bag. Julian, lifting his bag and looking up, suddenly froze as Ritsuka, eyes sparkling, had already leaned in close.
"Oh, so Julian has a sister too. Could it be... you're a sister-con?"
"Hah?! You're the last person who should be saying that to me!!"
As if a sore spot had been poked, Ritsuka watched the President almost jump out of his skin. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly; she felt she had obtained some incredible information. Seeing Ritsuka's expression, Julian knew things were going south.
As for his retort, it was a completely subconscious statement. He had heard rumors about Emiya Ritsuka having a very close younger sister.
Supposedly, occasionally after school, Emiya Ritsuka's cute younger sister would run to the Kyudo Club to find her sister.
Although he had never met Emiya Ritsuka's sister... Ritsuka admitted she was a sister-con, so she didn't refute it at all. What was there to be ashamed of? Isn't it natural to be good to your sister?
Waving her hand, Ritsuka stepped out of the Student Council room first and walked into the hallway without looking back—
"Yeah, yeah, President, you're not a sister-con, I am, okay? Well then, I'm off!"
"Hey!"
Ritsuka took off running, giving Julian no chance to stop her. Her unreservedly loud voice also attracted many students in the hallway.
In an instant, the news that the President was a sister-con spread like wildfire through the high school division.
Thinking she had done a 'good deed' by closing the distance between the Student Council President and the students, Ritsuka arrived at the classroom door with a mischievous smile. She believed that with the President's dignity now swept away, it wouldn't be hard for him to make close friends in the future.
Plan successful—√
In the classroom, Shinji was still in his seat, flirting with his newly acquired girlfriend.
Entering the classroom through the back door, Ritsuka quietly bypassed Shinji and went to the window seat in the very last row.
This was a seat Ritsuka had chosen herself when she entered her second year. Being in the back made it convenient for doing anything, and being by the window meant she could look at the scenery even if she spaced out during class.
She put away her lunch bento and took out all the textbooks for the morning, putting on a good show, then rested her chin on one hand and began to daydream.
She had been in this world for over 15 years, almost 16 now. As her birthday approached, the memories of her previous life were gradually becoming blurred. Life these years had been so stable it was almost absurd.
It didn't feel at all like those 'overpowered' web novels she used to read in her spare time... 'Even though, I have this thing.'
Opening her palm, the dice for which she still hadn't discovered more uses lay there, looking like a bright and clear crystal.
No one could see this. Because Kiritsugu had seen Ritsuka's incredible, logic-defying Projection Magic, he believed in the existence of the crystal dice. But besides Kiritsugu, Ritsuka hadn't told anyone about its existence, not even Miyu.
Whether this thing was good or bad was still undecided; it was better to wait and see.
Maybe this was a trap set by some Great Demon King named 'Emiya Shirou (Archer)' for his resurrection?
She felt like this kind of trope was quite common.
"Emiya Shirou... Emiya... Could this guy have some connection to Kiritsugu?"
Kiritsugu was one of the people she respected from the bottom of her heart, aside from her ordinary parents who had carefully looked after her before she regained her memories.
Because she was too young then, she didn't actually have much of an impression of those two.
*Sigh*~
Stretching, Ritsuka straightened up and looked out the window, her gaze drifting aimlessly.
Suddenly, seeing a certain figure, her expression changed. Her hand clenched the crystal dice, and her pupils trembled.
A tall figure with blonde twin tails—an unusual presence had blended into the flow of people at the school gate. A perfect beauty who didn't cause a single ripple in the crowd.
"Is it a vision-interfering magecraft?"