Contents [hide]
1 Novel Illustrations
2 Chapter 1 - A certain cameraman's day
2.1 Part 1
2.2 Part 2
2.3 Part 3
2.4 Part 4
3 Chapter 2 - How to defeat a magician
3.1 Part 1
3.2 Part 2
3.3 Part 3
3.4 Part 4
4 Chapter 3 - Shinjuku RPG
4.1 Part 1
4.2 Part 2
4.3 Part 3
4.4 Part 4
5 Chapter 4 Maiden from the days of yore
5.1 Part 1
5.2 Part 2
5.3 Part 3
5.4 Part 4
6 References
Novel Illustrations[edit]
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These are the illustrations that were included in volume 4
Front cover & insert
Color Illustration 1
Color Illustration 2
Page 004-005
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Chapter 1 - A certain cameraman's day[edit]
Part 1[edit]
"Ugh, why are you always like that?"
"Don't say vague words such as like that. Was there a problem?"
"A big one, you baka! You're always, always forcing everything on me! To think that just by standing there you get paid, don't you think of apologizing to the diligent working people?"
"Not at all."
"You low-life scoundreeeeeell!"
The girl's angry roar, rumbled in a big way.
It happened during the evening, in front of the Shinjuku Station. The lovely girl's scream, became the focal point for the people passing through.
"Ah."
Belatedly realizing she became the target of attention, the girl's face became colored with shame.
"You're the center of attention."
The man who seemed to accompany her, nonchalantly informed her. For a second time the girl frowned but being careful of the surroundings this time, she said in a whisper.
"Who- whose fault is it?"
"It's yours, yours, yours. Don't shift the responsibility."
"Uuu.......a- anyway, we're changing the place."
The girl took the man's hand and left that place behind as if running.
Without being particularly unusual, a commonplace act found anywhere.
But this was the beginning of everything.
"Go- good grief......I was so embarrassed."
While out of breath because of the powerful sprint, the girl glared at the man standing next to her.
The man, while running the same distance at the same speed, with no indication of heavy breath, he replied calmly.
"I already told you it was your fault. Don't complain to me."
"A- aren't you in the wrong for not working seriously?"
In short, it was like that.
The girl's name was Kannagi Ayano. The man's name was Yagami Kazuma.
Their occupation is to exorcise evil and protect the world from harm.
As the man's motto was earn money with ease, for people that possess first class battle abilities like Ayano, whom he met during work, he doesn't hesitate to bear the stigma of a salary thief.
That's what happened this time. Without literally raising a finger Kazuma watched over Ayano like a sightseer frivolously ridiculing the seriously fighting Ayano.
Being too serious and having pride towards herself as a practitioner, Ayano couldn't forgive Kazuma's attitude.
"J- just stop it already you low-life scoundrel!!!"
Which means her anger exploded in the already familiar way.
What happened until now can be called an ordinary scene. But -
"That's no good, making your woman work while you have it easy, such a windward man is no good."
"Eh?"
Called out from an unexpected direction, Ayano frowned with a twitch. Turning her face around, a strange man before his twenties, with a sloppy smile, approached grinning.
"Forget about that useless man and come with me. I'll make you happy."
.....What, a flirt.....
Ayano instantly lost her interest for the man. Ignoring him, she turned to where Kazuma was. But - no one was there.
Watching around even more, the useless man was putting a coin into a vending machine.
"Hey.", said Ayano in a crushed to death tone.
But even so, without changing his facial expression Kazuma took a sip of the Oolong tea, enjoyed the cold liquid reaching his neck, sampled its flavor in full and finally answered.
"......What?"
"It's not .......what? is it!? Why, when I'm being involved with a left-over inferior man, are you ignoring it without taking any sort of position!?"
"Don't say that. The job is already finished, so I don't think I have any obligation to protect you."
In spite of absolutely not protecting her during the job, Kazuma said so, shamelessly.
Of course, Ayano can't be deceived with those words.
"This has nothing to do with work. Every man had the duty to protect the girl he's with at the same time!"
"I think that sort of sexual discrimination has no logic. To begin with, one or two dozen of skirt-chasers makes no difference for you right?"
"That's why I told you that's not it! With the technique of escorting a young woman - any man of caliber should care about that!"
"That caliber should be fine even without asking."
While arguing noisily both of them naturally took their leave.
The skirt chaser saw them off dumbfounded, but after finally noticing something he shouted with grim eyes.
"W- wait you!!"
".........."
".........."
Stopping at the same time, both turned around with bored expressions.
"Why couldn't he watch us off quietly?"
"He's really an idiot that can't read the atmosphere."
"You....you!!"
Completely made fun of, the man's face flushed bright red. Of course, not being ashamed because he doesn't know his standing.
Gripping his fists, the man drew closer with a rough gait. No matter how you look at it, he wasn't in the disposition to flirt with Ayano anymore.
"Really......"
Letting out a bothersome sigh, Kazuma took a step forward. It seems he intended to become the man's opponent but from that figure, standing there with one Oolong tea can in his hand, no tension can be felt.
"You should pick your partner a little better. It's impossible to get this woman through flirting you know?"
".........What does that mean?"
At his tone that was definitely not praising her, while her temples were twitching, Ayano pressed a question.
Kazuma answered with nonchalantly.
"It means that your behavior is firm, that you're a very level-headed Ojou-sama."
"............."
With a pure white look, Ayano stared at Kazuma very long.
"Say that again while looking into my eyes."
"Sorry, that's impossible."
An immediate reply. Furthermore, he adverted his eyes making an unnatural face.
"Kazuma?"
