Anime Crossover: The Losing Heroines Have Become Witches Chapter 1: Chiba Magic Society

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"No, Asakura, that's against the rules."

The older beautiful teacher leaned back in her chair, looking at the young man in front of her, and said flatly, "To apply to establish a club, you need at least five mbers and one faculty advisor. Even for a hobby group that doesn't require an advisor, you still need three people. You can't apply with just one person."

"But as far as I know, there does seem to be a club in the school with only one mber."

The young man called Asakura said unhurriedly, "If I rember correctly, it's called the Service Club, and the advisor… hmm, who do you think is the teacher who disregards school rules, Hiratsuka-sensei?"

Hiratsuka narrowed her eyes, a dangerous glint in them: "The Service Club is an exception, and besides, their club activities are relatively normal. But you… Asakura, is this application for the Chiba Magic Society serious? Or have you awakened your long-dormant chuunibyou spirit because of your current appearance?"

The young man's left hand was bandaged, and his right eye wore a dical patch, indeed looking exactly like a chuunibyou teenager.

However, according to the nurse's office teacher's conclusion after examination, his eye did show signs of infection and inflammation, with bloodshot eyeballs, causing his entire pupil to turn wine-red. And his left hand was afflicted with a strange skin disease, with small patches of skin on his arm presenting a scaly, snake-skin-like appearance.

If it hadn't been confird that neither of these was contagious, the young man would probably have been isolated long ago.

Asakura thought for a mont before realizing: "Then how about changing the na to the Soubu High School Magic Society?"

"It's not about the prefix!" Hiratsuka knocked on the table, making the glass on it clatter.

"Then how about Soubu High School Gryffindor?" the young man asked seriously.

"Are you a lion from sowhere?!"

"I see, actually, I also think Ravenclaw is better…" The young man also had an 'as expected' expression, nodding in agreent.

"No! It's not about the na anyway!" Hiratsuka tried to make herself appear calr: "Look at the club activities you wrote down."

"The content is 'finding and solving mysterious events,' and the slogan is 'I'm not interested in ordinary activities. If you encounter aliens, Witches, or espers, co find us!'" The young man read aloud what he had written on the club application form, then looked at Hiratsuka with a puzzled expression: "I don't think there's any problem."

"I think there are problems everywhere! By the way, where did the future people go? (Note)"

"In the future, presumably," the young man replied as if it were the most obvious thing.

Hiratsuka's gaze grew even more unfriendly: "Are you ssing with ? If you like doing these kinds of things so much, why don't you start a Supernatural Club?"

"Oh, then I'll start a Supernatural Club," Asakura imdiately said, complying readily.

"That's almost… No, you've made confused with anger."

Hiratsuka rubbed her temples: "Even if I grant you that, you can't guarantee you have the ability to solve those so-called 'supernatural events,' can you?"

"Actually, I know a thing or two about mysticism."

The young man pulled a fist-sized crystal ball from his pocket (which made Hiratsuka look at his pants pocket twice), then, while rubbing the crystal ball, he muttered, "Wandering gypsy, oh—"

"No, you're an East Asian of yellow race…"

The crystal ball, following his movents, actually lit up with a faint glow.

"I see it, I see it!" Under Hiratsuka's sowhat surprised gaze, the young man, like a charlatan, loudly declared, "Hiratsuka-sensei won't be able to get married before she's 35!"

"Hmph!"

"Ouch!"

Perhaps for so, the older beautiful teacher's jab is a reward in their industry, but the young Asakura clearly did not have a masochistic constitution and decisively distorted his body to avoid her resentful blow.

Facing Hiratsuka's death glare, the young man gave an awkward smile and put the crystal ball back into his pocket.

"Anyway, although I don't think the supernatural events you're hoping for will happen," Hiratsuka took a breath and offered her suggestion: "But from the content, the club you want to apply for should be a jack-of-all-trades type, right? If so…"

"I refuse." Before Hiratsuka could finish, the young man imdiately interrupted her.

"I haven't even said what I want you to do yet…" Hiratsuka looked at the young man with so surprise.

"I hate Yukino, so sending to the Service Club, or rging my club with the Service Club, please allow to flatly refuse."

The young man said without hesitation, the determination on his face clearly not feigned.

"What if I insist you do it?" Hiratsuka looked at the young man with keen interest, as if she had discovered sothing amusing.

"Then I'll withdraw the club application and form a Magic Society outside of school. That way, we can also prevent the school from interfering with our activities… Hmm, thinking about it, it might actually be better to do it outside…"

The young man rubbed his chin and pondered for a mont, then showed a friendly smile again and spread his hands towards her: "My apologies, Hiratsuka-sensei, I was inconsiderate. Let's consider this matter unsaid. Please return the application form to ."

A group of idle students ford outside of school, wouldn't that just be a typical delinquent group!

Hiratsuka felt that the other party was deliberately saying this to provoke her, but she had no evidence.

And although she usually seed a bit unkempt and had a casual attitude towards students, in reality, she cared about her students and could definitely be categorized as a 'good teacher.' So, even without any evidence, just the worry of not wanting to gamble on the possibility of the young man going astray made Hiratsuka hesitate.

"How about this," Seeing that the young man didn't seem to be soone who could be persuaded by fists, Hiratsuka reconsidered and then re-proposed her suggestion: "I can temporarily keep your club as a 'Reserve Hobby Group,' registered with the school, but if you can't find enough mbers this sester, it will be disbanded next sester. And during this ti, you are not allowed to form any strange groups outside."

"Conversely, if you can find three mbers, the Hobby Group will be officially recognized, and I can give you an empty classroom as an activity room. If you find five or more mbers, I can be listed as the faculty advisor, allowing the Hobby Group to be upgraded to a club, and club budgets will also be allocated to you normally. How does that sound?"

"An excellent suggestion that makes my brain spin!" The young man heard the sound effect of a completed quest and happily agreed to her terms.

Note: The previous paragraph is a reference to Haruhi Suzumiya's famous line, 'I'm not interested in ordinary humans. If there are any aliens, future people, interdinsional travelers, or espers among you, co find .' Here, the protagonist intentionally omitted 'future people,' which prompted Hiratsuka's retort.

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