Chapter 23 - Mischief Accomplished

Oh no…

It hadn't been several minutes since she'd whipped her classmates when Suzuki Ara started regretting it. She just realized she had robbed herself of more fun by ending the issue with them immediately.

"Urgh…me and my unstoppable mouth," she murmured.

She was honestly feeling remorse now as she thought about how her life would fall into a mundane cycle – the excitement of battle, slowly extinguishing soon. After all, completely dealing with her enemies in this world was a child's play.

She pondered if this was the same way other deities felt – this suffocating boredom that drove even the most good-natured of the celestial beings into descending from heaven to cause mischief. Once she paid her debts to the real Ara, she honestly had no idea what to do next.

Back in Ritz, there was never a day she was bored. She had her princess training, then her military education to deal with every day. In her free time, she took Lucius and Rubic hunting. Even if she excelled more in swordsmanship, she was also quite talented in archery thanks to her archer friends. Then some days she'd drag even Sven, Horgall and Midas to explore some dungeons. It was fun.

Pain sliced through her heart as memories of her friends came flooding back. It hadn't been a while since she came into this world, but her memories of her days in Ritz felt like a lifetime ago.

She wondered if she had truly become a cold-hearted person, realizing that aside from the first two weeks here in Tokyo, she had never thought about her loyal vassals until now. The thought lowered her spirits. She felt like she had failed them.

When the teacher strode in, he beamed upon seeing Suzuki Ara and concernedly asked about her well-being. Among the faculty, the extent of her condition was not a secret. Also, even if Miyahara Shoji, the student council president failed to explain to the students about the misunderstanding, he was able to inform the teachers about it.

In short, Suzuki Ara's reputation had been half-cleared. Only the students were left, especially the root of all problems: Okada Koharu.

"I'm feeling a lot better, thank you for asking," Ara answered with a small smile.

"If you're not feeling well or if there's something, don't hesitate to inform us or Miyahara here so he can assist you," the teacher said, much to the disbelief of the class, though they remained quiet.

Aside from Miyahara Shoji, none of them could understand why the teacher was being nice to her. The uproar the day after the accident when everybody found out that Ichihara Midori nearly became a victim of this yandere character was really huge.

They wondered if it's because Suzuki Ara bribed the faculty. It was possible considering how rich her family was. The turn of events made most of them unhappy and resentful.

"I will," Ara answered, as the corner of her eye caught Yashiro Nanako's face filled with contempt as she surreptitiously did something under the table. The silly girl sat at the front as well, two rows away from her. She reckoned, the girl must be typing something on her phone.

Ha!

With a furtive grin, Suzuki Ara sent electricity her way.

Technically, electricity could possibly be transferred through the air – but standard temperature and pressure air had very high resistance to the flow of electric current. To achieve this feat, electricity was generally first converted into either of two forms of energy: photons and magnetic fields.

But Ara was Alinea, the lightning and thunder demigod. With her magic seals, she could bypass this technicality and use electricity anytime, anywhere to anything and anyone with a simple flick of her finger.

ZZZAP

Yashiro Nanako didn't realize that a small seal appeared on her wrist and she felt suddenly electrified she screamed.

"AAAAAAAAH!"

The phone she was holding earlier flew past her head towards the front and landed on the teacher's table. The commotion broke the ice and made everyone laugh at her silliness that even the teacher couldn't help his mouth from twitching but fought hard to be serious.

"Yashiro, why did you suddenly scream? I have to remind you though that it's not time to use your phone. If you do it again I will confiscate this," the teacher warned softly as he picked up the mobile phone, but he accidentally glanced at the open screen, and his smile faded, replaced by a dark expression.

Yashiro Nanako lost the color on her face as soon as the teacher saw her screen. She had typed and sent SMS to some of her friends who were in the same class – and it's not something nice.

She had sent a message to her friends about taking Suzuki Ara to the restroom later to teach her a lesson.

"Yashiro, it seems I will be confiscating this phone after all," the teacher announced with a frown as he scanned the rest of the class, after checking to whom the girl sent the message to. "You, you, and you – come with me," he ordered.

The girls who were called all looked unhappy being implicated by their friend's stupidity. They glared at Yashiro who looked terrible. They had no choice but to follow, though, so they did. Because of the commotion, homeroom was canceled.

The regular morning classes started and finished at lunch without further mishap. The girls who were called by the teacher returned by that time looking forlorn, their faces red as if they spent quite some time crying. It looked like they received quite the tongue lashing, and because of that, the other girls who were scolded appeared to hate Yashiro's guts now.

Ara's eyes twinkled behind her glasses. It looked like her daily mischief's been accomplished. She struck again.