Ikuo’s teleportation was considered a problem because he could break in anywhere.
So he was sent to live with a combat-oriented individual as a watcher.
The one sent was a beautiful flaxen-haired, golden-eyed, big-breasted girl named Kiriha.
She liked Ikuo and called him Honey, as he was not afraid of her with her bee ability.
Ikuo started a sweet life living together with Kiriha, but then he realized the sorrow in her heart.
Kiriha was hated for her ability of poisonous bees and was all alone.
However, thanks to Ikuo’s efforts, Kiriha had become friends with the other heroines.
After confirming that Ijuin had taken his seat, the teacher cleared her throat as if to compose herself.
“Also, I have some news for you today, a TV station is coming to do some interviews.”
As the classroom became noisy, the teacher continued to calm everyone down.
“Not everyone is going to be interviewed, so calm down. It’s only an interview about the school facilities. As the first school in Japan specializing in psychics, our school is attracting a lot more attention than people think. Well then, let’s start the first-period class.”
Just as the teacher said this, the classroom door suddenly opened.
“Sorry for intruding♪ Wow, look at all of them, everyone, they are all psychic♪”
Suddenly, a girl with high spirits burst into the classroom. I have seen her before.
Was it a popular idol called “Yamachi” or something like that?
Behind her, several people carrying large cameras and metal rods with microphones attached to the tips were following her.
Everyone gasped, some students muttered, “Wow, that’s a real live Yamachi,” or “I’m a fan of her,” and so on.
The teacher stood in front of the girl with a perplexed look on her face.
“This is troubling. I thought I had refused the interview. Did you get permission from the principal?”
The high-spirited girl slipped past the teacher, and the staff behind her bowed apologetically to her.
“I’m so sorry, she insisted on doing it.”
“She’s our agency’s signature idol, so we’d like to ask you to help us, with this.”
“It doesn’t matter. Taking pictures of students without their consent violates their right to portrait. Please leave immediately!”
Apparently, a selfish idol girl really wanted a scene involving a psychic who was currently a popular topic, so she stormed in without the school’s permission.
I had a little trouble deciding whether to teleport them out.
My teleportation was a cheat, to say the least.
No matter what the opponent was, if I could teleport them far away, it would be the end of the issue.
But that was why I hesitate to use it.
If it was for self-defense, fine.
However, if my senses became numb and I started teleporting all the inconvenient people from one side to the other, someday I would hurt the people I love with my temporary feelings.
In the future, when I quarreled with Kiriha, I would fly her into outer space in a fit of anger, or if she disobeyed me, she would be isolated in fear of being sent into outer space, which naturally made me think twice about using teleportation.
“Ah, I found them. They are the four members of the Big Four?, the unique individuals in Japan.”
“The Big Four?”
When Yamachi came running toward us, she pointed at us and Ijuin with his hand and said.
“Ikuo Okui-kun, a teleporter. Esashi Shisae-san, an Operation ability user. Naimine Miina-san, a Rebuilding ability user. Shusuke Ijuin-kun a Precognition ability user. All four of you have unique abilities that are very rare and precious in Japan.”
—When you say unique(+ She said it In English), do you mean “unique(+固有の/Koyuu ne)” not “interesting(+面白い/Omoshiroi)”?
“Okui-kun is single-handedly solving Japan’s energy problems, and Naimine-san is solving the metal resource problem. People say on social networking sites that they are the strongest of the Big Four.”
—What? We’re being talked about like that on social networking sites?
To be honest, I didn’t know that since I wasn’t interested in social networking sites or anything like that at all.
I’d been bullied by the whole class, mainly Bando, since elementary school because of this kind of thing.
“So, Okui-kun♪ I know this is a bit too abrupt, but can you please try teleporting♪”
“Huh?”
I sat up in my chair as Yamachi came closer and closer.
—Huh? But I heard that the teacher was refusing to do the interview, so what about being cooperative about it?
It was easy to show teleportation.
But I didn’t want this to become a precedent that would lead to a trend that Inou Gakuen could be pushed into doing interviews without permission, or that letting psychics use their abilities for spectacle purposes was within the scope of fame tax.
I opened my mouth with determination.
“No, if you’re going to do an interview, can you please get permission from the school or the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications’ Extraordinary Ability Department?”
“You’re a little bit difficult to talk to Ikuo-kun. It’s okay if it’s just a little bit, right? Just try teleporting from there to the top of the podium♪”
As Yamachi babbled excitedly, the cameraman pointed his lens at me.
My heart jumped a little, and I became more and more at a loss for what to say or do.
—Is this a live broadcast? If so, my careless words and actions could cause trouble for the Extraordinary Ability Department and the whole school…….
“Can you please stop pestering my Honey?”
A voice as cold as a blade cut through the air.
It was Kiriha, my bodyguard and girlfriend, who saved me from my predicament.
After the teacher and I, it was Yamachi’s turn to be next to be surprised.
To put it more precisely, Yamachi was stunned to see a beautiful, flaxen-haired girl who was three times more beautiful, glamorous, slender, and tall than the popular idol, Yamachi.
She whispered, “Eh? CG?” or something like that.
I could understand it, Kiriha’s face was not Japanese, or rather, she was a 2.5-dimensional beautiful girl who was somewhat out of touch with human nature.
It would be more convincing if she were an NPC heroine in an MR game.
Such a beautiful woman confronted her with an expression of absolute zero. The power of this scene was beyond beauty and could be summed up in one word: frightening.
The honey-colored eyes of Yamachi had surrendered entirely to her.
—Kiriha, you haven’t been in the cold mode in a long time.
By nature, KIRIHA was an innocent and bewitching girl. However, perhaps due to her long experience of suffering persecution, she seemed to have come to radiate assassin-like awesomeness and intimidation toward those whom she perceived as [enemies].
Her slit eyes, framed by long eyelashes, focused on the teacher coldly.
“Teacher, if they don’t have permission to do an interview, then they’re trespassing, right?”
“That, yes.”
“Understood.”
A moment later, Kiriha held up three fingers.
“If you don’t leave in three seconds, I’m turning you over to the police in three, two, one.”
“What? No, what are you talking about? This is a TV—”
“Goodbye.”
Kiriha pushed Yamachi down, held her body under her arm, ran her legs to the open window, and flew outside.
Yamachi screamed like a patient afraid of heights, and her screams became fainter and fainter.
The cameraman ran out of the classroom in a deadly panic, as if something bad had happened to the agency’s signature idol.
All I could do was scratch my cheek and let out a dry laugh.