After thinking it over, she had to admit that her handwriting really wasn't something to show off.

If others knew that a heavyweight hero who saves the world had handwriting like a dog's,

she could imagine how huge her fame would become, and the fervor that would follow.

The mindless impression would spread nationwide, even worldwide, in an instant.

Everyone would know the fact that I'm a fool!

Thinking about such a terrifying possibility, Ayatsuki Ayaka swallowed nervously and resolved in her heart to not give autographs.

She then turned to chat with Takahashi Saeko and the others about manicures and beauty, all the way to the street outside the school. Ayatsuki Ayaka noticed the gazes cast upon her.

Those excited, disbelieving eyes, as if a national-level superstar appeared outside the school.

Ayatsuki Ayaka held her head high and chest out.

As she crossed the gate, Discipline Committee Tsuneyoshi Kuzumi standing at the entrance immediately said: "Ayatsuki Ayaka, Takahashi Saeko, Tama Chan, Miyahara Kaoru, stop right there."

"Do you want an autograph? Sorry, I don't give autographs to anyone."

Ayatsuki Ayaka raised her hand, tensing her tanned cheeks and striking a cool, high-and-mighty pose.

To those unaware, this was quite aloof.

Takahashi Saeko and the others found it so cute, they just wanted to pinch those tanned cheeks hard.

Furusawa Kyoichiro's expression didn't change at all; the glasses he wore reflected the bright morning light, and he said, "I've told you many times to dye your hair back.

And don't raise those short skirts so high, pull them down to the knee where they belong, don't just stick anything on your face, and definitely no accessories or manicures!"

Hearing his nagging, Ayatsuki Ayaka glared and said, "Furusawa, don't you know I'm a Treasure User?"

"Of course I know, so what? Since you've come to school, you're a student, and you need to follow the school rules."

Furusawa Kyoichiro answered calmly, "As long as I'm serving as the Discipline Committee's member, don't even think about having special privileges!

After all, taking advantages after achievements will only corrupt one's will.

Many heroes have fallen because of such trends. As a Treasure User, you should set a positive example."

"Stop!"

Ayatsuki Ayaka quickly raised her hand to pause.

She finally understood.

No matter if she saves the world, as long as she steps into the school, she has to be managed by Furusawa Kyoichiro.

It's despicable. Previously, she thought that the protagonist of a Japanese manga returning to normal life after saving the world was a bit far-fetched.

But now that she thinks of it, it's actually quite realistic for a manga.

"Listen up, you all."

"Run fast!"

Ayatsuki Ayaka, not wanting to hear more of Furusawa Kyoichiro's long speeches, quickly ran off.

Takahashi Saeko and the others followed along.

"You better dye it back tomorrow, or I'll keep nagging you every day!"

Furusawa Kyoichiro shouted loudly there.

This scene fell into Phoenix Academy Maggie's eyes, and she turned to Nomura True Wave and said, "Make sure your husband never goes into politics. With that personality, he'd definitely be assassinated."

"Eh?!"

Nomura True Wave was first surprised by Furusawa Kyoichiro's possible assassination, then realized the trap in Phoenix Academy Maggie's words and glared, "Maggie, what nonsense are you saying?

What do you mean by 'my husband'?

We're just childhood sweethearts, nothing more!"

"Alright, alright."

Phoenix Academy Maggie nodded repeatedly, smiling.

Although handling major world affairs, helping Mom audit military expenses, and such things could be quite fulfilling,

when it comes to comfort, it's still about returning to school and living a day-to-day life like this.

It makes her feel more at ease.

Yoshikawa Sayuri laughed, "Maggie, you're becoming more and more like a female protagonist in a Japanese manga."

"So, are we a school manga or a hot-blooded manga?"

Nomura True Wave voiced her confusion, also as a way to steer away from the previous topic.

Yoshikawa Sayuri thought for a moment, and decisively replied, "It's definitely a hot-blooded manga. After all, Maggie saved the world."

"I just did my part, I didn't play a decisive role."

Phoenix Academy Maggie shook her head, not considering herself a world-saving hero.

The critical blow to the Dread Emperor was Aozawa's, with Ayatsuki Ayaka's contribution too; the gigantic Spear of Death that Pierces Through was simply an invincible weapon.

Its ability to disintegrate any object upon touching the spear tip was astonishingly overpowered.

Nomura True Wave smiled, "Then it must be a hot-blooded harem manga."

"It's not quite there yet."

"As long as you don't give up, it's not a loss, right?"

"Noisy."

Phoenix Academy Maggie retorted, having made up her mind during the war to have a candid talk with Aozawa after it ended.

But when the war actually ended, she started fretting about when the right time to talk would be.

The mere thought of it gave her a headache.

Sometimes she even thought that she was overthinking it, but if she just let it drop, what was the point of her persistence before?

Phoenix Academy Maggie didn't want any regrets in her life.

Someday in the future, if she suddenly wondered, "What if I had persisted a bit more then?",

it would make her feel quite lame.

...

Osmanthus flowers fell from their branches.

The fragrance of osmanthus that once filled the campus street had already faded at this moment, signaling the passage of time.

Aozawa walked down this familiar road, reaching the club building. As usual, he walked up to the Kendo club on the second floor and opened the door.

Inside were Kendo club members neatly standing in two rows.

"Good morning, captain."

They bowed in unison, as if Aozawa had never left the Kendo club.

Yet right after the greetings, they quickly stood up, giving Aozawa no chance to speak as they swarmed forward.