The rain didn’t end imdiately.
Even after Evelina appeared beside , even after the observers started swarming the district like panicked ants to rescue half-lted professors, the crimson downpour continued to fall in uneven sheets, each droplet hissing the mont it touched the ground.
Concrete bubbled.
tal warped.
Entire chunks of the street collapsed into smoking pits.
By this point, calling the dormitory district "ruins" would’ve been generous. It looked less like a campus and more like a failed military testing site.
"...You overdid it," I muttered, rolling my stiff shoulder as the last of my regeneration stitched together the lingering cracks in my ribs.
"I held back," Evelina replied without hesitation.
I slowly turned to look at her.
She stared back with a straight face.
No embarrassnt. No sarcasm.
She genuinely ant it.
"...That was holding back?"
"...Mhm."
Yeah.
Sure.
"If you say so, my goddess."
I laughed, stopping mid-way as I still felt the pain despite my wounds being healed. Phantom pain... guess my mind still hadn’t recovered from the sheer onslaught of spells.
It still thinks I was being attacked.
"Ah! Crap..."
My hand naturally reached out to my chest, the sa one that got obliterated and healed over and over again.
Evelina frowned at my reaction, genuine concern wrapping her face. But more noticeable, genuine irritation and anger at everyone around that wasn’t .
"How incompetent... professors, observers, all of them."
She scoffed.
How dare they just let get barraged with spells? Even if I looked like I could handle it, did they think the ntal pressure of sothing like that was light?
How dare they hurt her property?
How dare they hurt !?
"Let bring you sowhere safer."
[Demonic Step]
She snapped her fingers, and in an instant, we were sowhere else—not Corvus’s building, and not just so random secure facility either.
We stood in a dical district near the academy’s forest outskirts—the sa place where I had taken the multiplying staff.
It was probably the only dical district left that hadn’t been completely obliterated by the fighting of the previous nights.
It also hadn’t been fully raided or looted yet.
The place was quiet and empty.
"Have so rest."
She pointed at the bed.
But I simply refused, I didn’t need one, the pain wasn’t even real.
"I’m fine, my body’s healed, just give my head more ti to catch up." I laughed weakly, yeah... even when I say that.
My body still felt like hell; I could feel every one of the hundred or so injuries I’d taken in that barrage.
Even light and profaned magic had its limits. If there were a spell that could completely erase ntal exhaustion, it would be the most valuable spell in this entire world.
It would be like a cheat code if you think about it. Spells require a clear mind and steady focus—and if a spell could actually give you that...
You’d end up with an infinite loop.
"I’m not asking."
Evelina shoved back, pressing one hand against my chest. A burst of magic slamd into , hurling onto the bed and pinning there.
[Dark Manipulation]
VWOOM!
"H-huh...?"
I stood up, caught off guard by her sudden aggression.
"What are you—"
She shushed with her finger, already standing on the edge of my bed as she looked at with a strange intensity.
"ntal exhaustion, right?"
She chuckled.
"I could help with that."
She looked at my torn, bloody clothes—at my entire body, really. There wasn’t a single spot left that wasn’t sared with blood.
And to her, that’s the first step in clearing my mind.
"Give a mont, let find a spare nurse uniform..."
She walked away and started rummaging through a few cabinets, leaving genuinely confused.
"W-What!?" I let out a disbelieving laugh. Is she really doing what I think she’s doing?
Is she seriously going to distract from the pain by roleplaying?
"What do you an, what? Don’t pretend you’ve never imagined in a nurse uniform before." Evelina shot a smug grin before turning back to her search. "Okay, towels, so water, and a spare set of clothes for you as well..."
She tossed a folded set of spare clothes onto a nearby chair like this was completely normal.
Like we weren’t in the middle of an active examination where half the academy was trying to cave my skull in for a hundred points.
Like she hadn’t just turned an entire district into a demonic rainstorm that probably shaved a few years off the observers’ lifespans.
Like this was just another quiet afternoon.
I stared at her for a long second, then at the cabinets she was rummaging through, drawers opening and closing with soft clacks as glass bottles and dical tools rattled around inside.
"...You do realize we’re still being hunted, right?" I asked slowly. "There’s a bounty on my head. A big one."
"And?" Evelina replied without even turning around.
"And half the academy probably has my general direction morized by now."
"Mhm."
"...And your priority is finding a nurse uniform."
That finally made her pause. She glanced back at over her shoulder like I’d just said sothing unreasonable.
"You’re injured."
"I regenerated."
"You’re exhausted."
"...ntally."
"You still feel so kind of pain, right? Sa thing."
That... didn’t sound dically accurate in the slightest, but sothing told arguing wouldn’t get anywhere.
A mont later, she froze mid-search, then reached deeper into the cabinet and slowly pulled sothing out with a small hum of victory.
"...Found one."
Of course she did.
This academy had enough funding to rebuild entire districts overnight. Why wouldn’t they have spare uniforms lying around?
But the mont she held it up, I already felt a headache forming.
White fabric, slim fit, and suspiciously short. With obviously... succubus energy flowing through it.
It was definitely altered by either her or the succubus.
"...That’s not a nurse uniform," I said flatly.
"And I’m not a real nurse, your point is?"
"That skirt violates at least multiple dress codes."
"And I know you enjoy it," she said without missing a beat.
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