The magic circle carved by Azami Yuki—the female version of myself—glowed faintly, almost invisible on the floor.

  Not for attag.

  Not for defending.

  But to stabilize reality.

  In the real world—or what is called the 'Real World'—reality manipution isn’t as easy as flipping the palm of your hand.

  One wrong move could cause a hole in the world’s narrative or make the Witch bendiy disappear forever.

  And that hole…

  Is the beginning of destru.

  The Wanderer in front of them just smirked, her eyes shining with madness.

  “Ahhh~ So that’s it? You only use a magic circle to stabilize reality here, right?”

  She ughed.

  “But what if I… make that reality colpse?”

  Suddenly, the walls around them began to ge.

  The campus hallway, which should have been bustling, suddenly became silent.

  The lights flickered.

  The air felt colder.

  Then…

  Shadows began to crawl around them.

  At the same time, elsewhere, several other Witches were the situation.

  They weren’t just ordinary Witches.

  They were parties with vested is in this world.

  And in Azami Yuki.

  A woman with long hair and a purple robe sat on a chair while the world from afar.

  “Hm… So the flict is starting to surface, huh?”

  An old mao her stroked his beard.

  “If this world tio distort, we’ll have no choice but to erase it.”

  The woman just smiled faintly.

  “You mean kill Azami Yuki, right? Butler, well… But it won’t be as easy as you think…” she said while still looking in the same dire.

  The old man didn’t answer.

  All the Witches in this world knew ohing for sure:

  The main source of all this chaos was her.

  And the question now…

  Would they let her live?

  Or—

  Would they eliminate her before this world colpses?

  ......

  In the campus hallway that had been distorted, Azami Yuki—female version— stood firmly in front of Azami Yuki—myself—.

  Her eyes didn’t leave the wanderer in front of her.

  “Yuki,” she said softly, her voice calm.

  Azami Yuki—myself—swallowed hard.

  “…Yeah?”

  “If something happens, don’t move. Even if there’s a sharp edge pointing at you.”

  The Wanderer chuckled softly.

  “Do you think I’ll let you focus? A former 'Indepe Witch' like you should be able to do more than this, right?”

  Suddenly, the walls around them turned pitch bbsp;

  Reality began to shift.

  Azami Yuki—myself—could feel my stomach ing.

  As if the gravity in this pce had ged.

  However…

  Azami Yuki—the female version—just sighed.

  “…Fool.”

  She pressed the tip of her fio the magic circle she had carved on the floor.

  And suddenly, everything stopped.

  The vibrating air returo normal.

  The bed walls returo their inal form.

  The Wanderer froze.

  “…You…”

  Azami Yuki—the female version—smiled faintly.

  “Don’t be too fident. This is still the Real World, and I know how to py in this world. Besides, your forced 'gate' opening is still th and too easy to notice. Well, you should learn more. I think I’ll reend Ragna as your mentor. But…”

  She—Azami Yuki, the female version—raised one finger.

  And in that instant—

  The Wanderer’s neck ierced by something invisible.

  Her eyes widened.

  Blood began to seep out.

  “…You… You… Damn it…”

  Azami Yuki—the female version—just looked at her expressionlessly.

  “You fot ohing.”

  She approached the Wanderer, who was starting to lose her banbsp;

  “In this world, we are not immortal. And unfortunately, you no longer have the ce to hone your skills. Well… Good lu the afterlife.”

  Azami Yuki—myself—could only watch with wide eyes as the Wanderer finally fell to the floor, motionless.

  And at that moment—

  The world returo normal.

  Azami Yuki—the female version—took a deep breath before turning to Azami Yuki—myself.

  “Let’s go.”

  “…Just like that?”

  She just nodded.

  However, before they could move further, a voice sounded from behind.

  “I didn’t expect… You’ve really lowered yourself this far, Azami.”

  Azami Yuki—the female version—immediately stopped walking, her expression clearly showing displeasure.

  That voibsp;

  It was a voice that Azami Yuki—the female versinized. It was Erika’s voibsp;

  Wheurned around, the petite girl in a bck gothic dress was already standing at the end of the hallway.

  She smiled faintly.

  “But I guess this was iable, wasn’t it?”

  She raised her hand slightly, and in that instant—

  The sky outside the campus ged color.

  Bck clouds gathered, f a terrifying giant storm vortex in the gray sky.

  Lightning fshed.

  And in the distanbsp;

  The sound of reality crag could be heard.

  Azami Yuki—the female version—looked at Erika with sharp eyes.

  “…What are you doing, Erika?”

  Erika just giggled.

  “Me? I’m just speeding up what’s already begun.”

  Azami Yuki—myself—somehow could feel Azami Yuki’s—the female versiobeat quiing.

  He didn’t know what was happening and couldn’t fully prehend it due to the rapid succession of events.

  But ohing was certain.

  He—or rather, both of them—were in the midst of chaos.