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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...” 

“That impossible.” 
All of the club members smiled ruefully. Once he was done repairing the rescue club’s room, Hajime hurried over to the CQC club that Shea managed. 
“President Shea! Once more, please!” 
“Bring it on!” 
In the middle of a huge ring, Shea was toying with a group of muscular men. Though they came at her in droves, she easily made short work of all of them. For some reason, though, every time one was thrown out of the ring, he would scream in ecstasy. 
“D-Daddy, I don’t think I can do this...” 
Myu had been watching the CQC club’s activities from a corner of the room. The moment Hajime walked in, she ran over to him, tears in her eyes. It was obvious Shea’s display of might had completely shattered Myu’s will to fight. 
“Don’t worry, Myu. You don’t have to turn into a berserker like her to become strong.” 
The two of them hurried out of the room. Behind them, they could hear the sounds of Shea destroying her club members, mingled with the sounds of her club members moaning in pleasure. It’s gonna be a long time to find a club Myu likes, huh? Hajime thought idly to himself as he walked down the halls. 
“Hmph... Searching for a club?” Yue asked as she appeared from underneath a nearby cardboard box. Hajime smiled and ignored Yue completely. Shocked, Yue jogged after him. 
“H-Hajime! Why did you ignore me!?” 
“Yue-sensei, please enlighten us as to what the club you advise does.” 
“We write poems praising Hajime all day and read them aloud.” 
“And that’s why I’m ignoring you.” 
Incidentally, the members of the club were all abnormal students who really wanted to see Hajime and Yue have an illicit student-teacher affair. In other words, they were fanatics who only recognized the HajimexYue ship. Naturally, Hajime had no intention of putting his daughter in the care of such unhinged people. Yue fell to all fours, and her club members started consoling her. 
“Master, wonderful timing. I implore you, convince dear Myu to join my masochism—” 
“Get out of here, perverted dragon.” 
Hajime grabbed the perverted chairman by the face and stuffed her back into the locker she came out of. Then, he slammed the locker door shut, transmuted it to keep it locked forever, and threw the locker out a nearby window. Hopefully a passing janitor would burn the locker to a crisp using advanced-class fire magic. 
“Daddy, that was the chairman just now...” 
“Don’t worry about it, Myu. There are some things you’re better off not knowing about.” 
“O-Okay...” 
Furthermore, the masochism club wasn’t even an official club. It was just a room the chairman had appropriated by abusing her authority. None of the objects stored in that room were ones a normal, healthy young girl should ever see. After a few more minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the club room Hajime had been looking for. The string of earlier ordeals had tired him out. 
“Daddy, what’s this?” 
“This is the cooking club. I think you’ll like it.” 
Myu seemed to already have an interest in cooking, as her eyes lit up when she heard those words. Hajime knocked, then entered the club room. 
“Mind if we watch?” 
“Huh? N-Nagumo!?” 
The club president stiffened up the moment she saw Hajime. Then, she started smoothing out her clothes and straightening her hair. 
“Yo, Sonobe. Can you show my daughter what your club does?” 
“Y-You mean Myu-chan? We’d love to have more club members, so I’d be glad to, but...” Yuka trailed off, wondering why Hajime would pick her club of all things. 
“It’s a standard club, and it seems like the kind of thing girls would like. Personally, I want her to join a club like this one.” 
“Y-You do?” 
Naturally, Hajime was praising the club and not Yuka herself, but that didn’t stop Yuuka from blushing anyway. Her club members all grinned at her. Hajime ignored her strange behavior and squatted down in front of Myu. 
“By the way, Sonobe here’s also president of the sewing club next door, so she can teach you anything about household chores.” 
“Y-You’re praising me too much Nagumo! Sheesh!” 
Despite her words, Yuuka’s blush deepened, as did the grins of her club members. 
“Plus, she’s part of the public morals committee, so she’s strong too. In fact, she’s as popular as student president Yaegashi. You could learn a lot from her.” 
“Oooh, she sounds amazing in a normal way!” 
Myu emphasized the “in a normal way” bit, but Yuka didn’t mind. She was too busy blushing to notice anyway. It was indeed true that Yuka was popular, especially among the female students. All the members of both the cooking and sewing clubs were enamored with her as well, so naturally, they were glad when Hajime praised her so much. 
“W-Well we were just about to start baking cookies, so why not help us, Myu-chan? You can give them to Nagumo... I-I mean Daddy.” 
“Okay!” 
There was a good atmosphere going, and the club members all treated Myu kindly. Yuka helped Myu put an apron on while Hajime watched from the sidelines. 
Naturally, once the school’s four bombs heard that Myu had joined the cooking club, they all rushed to see what was going on. And, as a result, Yuka was put on their watchlist of people close to Hajime they needed to worry about. 
 



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