[Blue Archive redux]
>Previously: https://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/91900942/#91902244
I beamed at nothing, as I stared at my meticulously put-together lesson plan. It was a comprehensive syllabus that began with strong student engagement, proceeded smoothly into the cut and thrust of deeper academic concepts, and ended with a strong promotion of social intercourse about the coursework. As I strode boldly into my new class with a "Good morning, class!" on my lips, I expected that this day, THIS day, would be the one where everyone actually learned something.
Instead about half the class suddenly started cumming loudly and violently all over their desks, while the other half went BWEH BWEH BWEEEEEEH and started crying about my nonexistent disappointment in them, and I ended up having to awkwardly cheer up the smol girls who weren't actively firing lethal weapons at each other. The AI in my phone apparently considered this a "successful class" to my bewilderment.
"You know what' I said to Arona finally, "if we're really going to be stuck dealing with, with...this" I said vaguely as yet ANOTHER bank robbery happened right outside my window. Because despite turning Kivotos into a militarised killzone for eldritch entities, somehow cute girl crime remained a pillar of the economy, "for YEARS and YEARS on end, I'm going to deal with your eldritch horror problem once and for all"
"But sensei" protested Arona as I started manifesting the Block Chain Computations necessary to enforce a temporal retrograde spiral on the surrounding area, then added a few verses of Enuncia for good measure to alter the local Mystery differentials in advantageous ways, "the Chroma is a horrific entity that's the key to the Nameless Priestes' plan to wipe out all gods in existence! Don't you think you're being a bit...reckless?"
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"So what you're telling me" I mused, as two TARDISes flew in at my beckoning. "is that the Chroma is...a mid-tier Time War combatant"
Arona blinked. "...what's a Time War?" she asked, as the Chroma unfurled it's awful glory into this dimension. Alarm bells rang out all over Kivotos as numerous small, variably well-armed girls pointed firearms at it.
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