Arifureta Magic Academy: the Four Bombs of the Academy’s Club Recruitment Efforts
One day after school, a few days after the entrance ceremony, each club was hard at work trying to recruit new members.
“Now then, Myu. I know you said you didn’t know what club you wanted to join, but are there any you’re interested in?” Hajime asked as held the hand of his beloved daughter, who’d just enrolled in the academy’s elementary division, and walked her around the club recruitment grounds. Participation in a club activity was mandatory, and Myu wasn’t exempt from that rule.
Naturally, Myu adored Hajime and thus had no interest in any club other than the one her father was in. But unfortunately, Hajime’s Synergist club was only open to those who possessed the job of Synergist, meaning Myu couldn’t join. Though he was president of the club, even he didn’t have the power to bend the rules for his beloved daughter. And even if he did, letting Myu in would set a precedent to allow the academy’s four most troublesome girls into the club as well. For that reason, Hajime was touring the different clubs with Myu, looking for something she might like.
However, the moment Hajime asked Myu that question, whispers of “How precious...” leaked out from the ceiling, behind a nearby trashcan, inside a locker, and underneath a shelf.
“I want to join your club, Daddy.”
It seemed Myu had yet to come to terms with the truth. She looked pleadingly up at Hajime, using her ultimate skill, puppy dog eyes. Despite taking massive damage, Hajime held fast.
“I’m sorry, Myu. But the rules say you can’t.”
“Grr... Aren’t there any loopholes?”
Hajime hadn’t expected to hear such a big word out a child’s mouth. But thinking about it, Myu’s attitude was the same as his, so it was probably his fault she knew it.
“I’m sorry I’m such a failure of a dad.”
Hajime looked off into the distance, reflecting on his actions. In the end, Hajime still managed to convince Myu to at least check out a few of the other clubs. The trash can, shelf, and locker that had whispered earlier followed him wherever he went. Hajime could also hear scuffling coming from within the ceiling. After a few seconds, even these pathetic disguises were dropped.
“Hajime-kun, Myu-chan! What a coincidence, running into you here!” Kaori appeared from within the trash can. Surprised, Myu jumped into Hajime’s arms with a yelp.
“How strange, Kaori. When did you start living in a trash can?”
“Hey, hey, Myu-chan! Why don’t you try out my rescue club?”
“Don’t just ignore me.”
Kaori pointedly ignored Hajime and squatted down to Myu’s eye level. She smiled kindly and started talking about all of her club’s good points.
“U-Umm, Kaori-oneechan, I get it already... I’ll look at your club...”
“Really!? I’m so happy, Myu-chan! I’m sure you’ll love it!”
“Kaori, this is pathetic. You’re being pitied by a little girl.”
However, Kaori was too busy muttering “Once I get Myu-chan to call me Mommy, I’ll be Hajime-kun’s wife! Fufufu,” to notice Myu’s forced smile. The moment Kaori entered the rescue club’s clubroom, all of the other members grimaced. The last thing they wanted to see was their club president. However, when they saw Myu trailing behind her, their frowns turned upside down in a flash.
“Kaori-oneechan, what does the rescue club do?”
Kaori smiled and said, “Vice-president!”
“Hello, I’m the vice-president, Ayako Tsuji. Since our president is never here, I’ll explain what the club does, Myu-chan.”
Naturally, the reason the rescue club’s president had no idea what her club did was because she was too busy chasing romance. According to the diligent Ayako, the rescue club literally practiced how to rescue people, and researched ways to improve healing magic.
“But I can’t use magic...”
The moment Myu muttered that, Kaori sidled up to her.
“That’s fine! Most of our rescue activities don’t involve magic! How about trying it for yourself!? Hajime-kun, we need a test subject, so strip!”
“Come again?”
“We can’t rescue you if you’re clothed! That’s just common sense! Now strip! Myu-chan needs a test subject, so take your clothes off and lie down on that bed! Hurry up!”
Kaori wasn’t even bothering to hide her lust. It was hard to imagine just what kind of rescue operations she was trying to teach Myu here. Hajime turned to vice-president Ayako. Blushing bright red, Ayako firmly shook her head, indicating that stripping was not a necessary part of rescuing someone. Kaori was just spouting nonsense. As she drew closer to Hajime, glowing silver armor attached itself to her, making it clear she was willing to use force to keep Hajime here.
Terrified, Myu clung to Hajime. But before he could do anything, he was saved by an unexpected visitor.
“Eat my hammer of justice!” Shea exclaimed as she crashed through the ceiling and fell toward Kaori. Caught completely by surprise, Kaori was unable to defend against Shea’s massive hammer and was sent flying straight through the club room’s window.
“Phew... That was close! But you’re safe now that I’m here!” Shea said as she struck a pose and looked down at Myu. Like Kaori, she was also trying to win Myu over. She’d only removed Kaori because she wanted to look cool in front of Myu and be called Mommy.
“Myu-chan!”
“Y-Yes!?”
“Do you desire power?”
Smiling, Shea held a hand out to Myu. So what if she was a child or a dagon? Shea was just a mere rabbitgirl, but she too had cut open her own path using force. Myu glanced over at Hajime, then turned back to Shea and her passionate gaze.
“I do! I want power!” Myu said innocently.
“Very well. Then I shall grant it to you! Come, follow me!”
For some reason, Shea was imitating Tio’s style of speech. However, it succeeded in getting Myu excited, and she happily followed behind Shea. Shea walked out of the room, completely unconcerned about the fact that she’d just smashed it to pieces.
“Sorry. I’ll try and repair everything that can be repaired.”
“Ahaha... Thanks, Nagumo-kun. If possible, I’d like it if you could repair the president’s brain too...”
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