Volume 13 Chapter 431 Chihiro Claire, Just a Mob High School Girl, Anything Wrong with That?
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I am Chihiro Claire, a third-year student in Class A at Otomezaki Academy and the Student Council President. I’m just an ordinary high school girl who likes sweets and cool boys, no different from any of my classmates. Yet, for some reason, I ended up here at Stars to protect everyone participating in the joint concert.
”This is the Holy Aqua Fleet currently deployed in the North Atlantic,” a radio operator announced, her voice clipped and professional. “An unidentified flying object is approaching London, where the joint concert is taking place. Requesting instructions!”
”States Branch here,” another voice chimed in, sounding equally formal. “Headquarters, do you read? Thanks to the swift command of President Maitrix, the riots here are subsiding.”
”Japan Branch, please send reinforcements!” a third caller shouted, urgency bleeding into the transmission. “The Hogewave Research Institute is under attack!!”
”Sorry, follow-up from the States Branch!” a frantic operator interjected. “It appears President Maitrix’s stealth fighter and its squadron refueled over the North Atlantic and have flown toward London!!”
Hearing the reports coming in from Followers of the Holy Aqua Faith1 across the regions, my stomach started to ache. Um… there’s no way I’m qualified for this; can I just go home now?
”Workaholic!” a voice boomed over the intercom. “The strike team led by the dark Saint, consisting of the Powder Maniac, Saint Farmer, and Perfurmer, has arrived at the front lines of the stadium defense. Requesting instructions!!”
What!? M-me? I brought a teacup to my lips to moisten my parched throat with tea, took a moment to compose myself, and then gave some vaguely appropriate instructions with a smile.
”First, firmly solidify the defenses,” I said, keeping my tone steady. “Don’t push yourselves too far by being reckless. Also, secure evacuation routes so everyone can retreat at any time. I leave the rest of the judgment to the dark Saint commanding the scene.”
”Yes!” the soldier replied instantly.
Suppressing my trembling hands, I quietly placed the teacup on its saucer. Phew, at least I managed to tell them not to do anything reckless and to run if things got dangerous.
”Powder Maniac has charged into enemy lines solo!!” the operator shouted.
Huh…? Why!? I specifically told her to solidify the defenses just now!
”As expected of Powder Maniac,” a voice muttered in the background. “Properly grasping Workaholic-sama’s intentions.”
”Yeah,” another agreed. “After all, offense is the best defense. There’s no way that Workaholic-sama would give such a foolish order that would just lead to a war of attrition.”
”I see,” the first replied. “To ensure that even if this conversation is being wiretapped, Workaholic-sama intentionally used that phrasing.”
”To think she planned that far ahead… As expected of Workaholic-sama!!”
Huh~ is that so~. So the person called “Workaholic” whom I don’t know is such an excellent person. As I listened to the conversation being interpreted in such an exaggerated way right in front of me, my consciousness felt like it was about to be blown to the edge of the universe.
”Feeding live footage from the scene to Monitor number four!”
I turned my gaze toward the fourth monitor. On the screen, Powder Maniac had just made contact with the rioters attacking the stadium.
”Holy Aqua Cult, wake up!” a rioter screamed. “You’re being deceived by that man and those Saints!!”
I fought with all my might to stop myself from nodding so hard my head might fall off.
”Shut up!” Powder Maniac barked, her tone rough and confrontational. “You just go eat some Maniac Biscuits!!”
”Guh-gph!”
Dodging the attack brilliantly, Powder Maniac used fluid motions to forcefully pry open the mouths of the rioters she’d grappled and shoved multiple Maniac Biscuits down their throats. U-ugh… just looking at it makes my throat feel dry.
”Guh-gack!”
”Wa… water, someone, water…!”
”My, my throat…!”
”Gack! Cough!”
Powder Maniac was creating a mountain of corpses—no, a recreation of that legendary Maniac Biscuits Festival, a ‘Maniac Biscuits Victims Association.’ Seeing that tragedy, the rioters recoiled at the madness of this one woman who had reached this status with nothing but a single Maniac Biscuit.
”Kishishi!” Powder Maniac cackled, her voice sharp. “Welcome to the Maniac Biscuits desert. I’ll whip up a Maniac Biscuits sandstorm inside your mouths and make your throats so dry you won’t be able to breathe!!”
Just watching this footage makes my throat feel as dry as when I remember the Maniac Biscuits Festival. Everyone in the room, including me, silently reached for a drink. The monitor screen switched, and women with Saint Farmer’s eggplants shoved into every hole were writhing on the ground.
”Now, everyone♡” Saint Farmer cooed, her tone hyper-enthusiastic. “Today’s lunch is, the time for the eggplants that girls, lo-o-ove so much♡♡♡”
Saint Farmer crawled her long tongue over the eggplant she’d pulled from her ample cleavage, then shoved the long, thick eggplant into her own wide-open mouth, piston-ing it with lewd sounds. Watching that video, along with the previous one of Powder Maniac, I remembered the trivial talk from Emily-san, who always had that determined look on her face, saying, ‘We hire based on a single talent’ and ‘You know, even if it looks stupid to others, if you master it, well, you know.’
”Ohoh♡”
”P-please, let me goooooooo!”
”Ah♡ ah♡ ah♡ Even though it’s so thick and long, reaching the back makes me go crazy♡”
Saint Farmer wiggled her hips, shaking her massive butt so hard it filled the monitor.
”Now, let’s cleanse your lewd, dirty v**inas with the sacred body of the main God♡ Aqua♡♡♡”
I remembered Emily-san, now with a straight face, saying, “I’m not going to cross that one.” Just then, the image switched again, showing a group of dangerous-looking people with wide, gaping faces. In the background, Perfurmer was scribbling on a notepad clipped to a clipboard.
”Hmm,” Perfurmer noted with analytical precision. “The Sommelier Bomb, which condenses Aqua-sama’s scent, has tremendous effects on brains unable to withstand the dense Aqua-sama components, turning them into a ‘hoge’ state instantly. Alright, next, I’ll try the Tashinami Bomb, which is made by researching Maiden’s Tashinami and Hakuryuu-sensei, and is a concentration of Aqua-sama’s pheromones.”
Ugh! Just hearing those words makes the lewd underwear hidden beneath our form-fitting sister habits damp with my own secretions. Perfurmer, wearing a gas mask, spotted her next experimental subject, approached in a flash, and slammed a scent bag against their face with a soft poph.
”Hee, my prince…”
”Fa~, my paradise was here all along…”
”This is a flag for a great victory… ehehehe.”
The faces of the rioters who were hit directly by the scent bag took on the same expression as Kanon-san when she’s having a happy dream. I see, so it’s a hallucinogenic scent bag.
”The effect seems tremendous,” Perfurmer continued. “The problem is its addictiveness, but… as long as you don’t mess up the dosage and usage, it shouldn’t be a problem. Alright, next, I’ll also test the Cunni Bomb, which makes your p**sy go crazy with stimulation, and the Hagetoru Bomb, which just makes your head horny with erotic scents without much other meaning.”
Cunni Bomb… what a terrifying bomb. Couldn’t you have done something a little better than that? With a sad look on my face, I wasted time remembering the truly trivial memory of Emily-san tearfully telling me, ‘Hagetoru is the weakest in the Verification Team.’ As I made a complicated face, a new communication came in.
”Report from a believer infiltrating Houston!” the operator called out. “It seems Aqua-sama and the others have finally reached the Meteorite!”
A great cheer went up in the operations room. However, the joy was short-lived, and a new communication interrupted without a pause.
”Japan Branch here!” the voice shouted. “Shirogane Kingdom is being attacked by someone! Among the attack team, we’ve confirmed the presence of those who attacked the coal mine managed by the Shogun a few days ago, as well as those who escaped from there! It appears four people are currently fighting to defend it!!”
Everyone’s eyes turned toward me. Oh, give me a break! Even if Kukuri-chan is away for the concert, why aren’t Emily-san or Mary-sama reachable at such an important time!? As for Emily-san, she’s been missing for a few days! There’s no way this position is meant for a mere mob high school girl like me! While I was struggling with what to do, the sister managing the communications raised her voice.
”Communication with the Japan Branch has been cut! I will continue calling from this end!!”
W-wait a second, what on earth is going on!? Between the attack on the Hogewave Research Institute and this, why do the people in Japan who were living peacefully have to go through this!? As I felt a surge of intense anger, a sister monitoring the London stadium spoke up.
”An unidentified stealth fighter has broken through the Stars Air Force’s defensive line! Ten seconds to stadium arrival! 9, 8, 7…”
Ayana-chan! Everyone!! I pressed my palms together and stared at the monitor as if in prayer.
”The stealth fighter squadron led by States President Maitrix has arrived!” the operator announced. “We will use AI3510 to intercept the States’ communications!!”
A noise-like sound began to pour from the operations room speakers. As that noise subsided, a familiar voice could be heard.
”Listen up,” the voice commanded, sharp and procedural. “The enemy is just an unmanned drone that copied AI3510. Show them the strength of veteran warriors! Also, absolutely do not drop them on the stadium! Aim to crash them over the river where there are no people! Commando platoon, disperse!”
”Understood!”
I stood up from the sofa and instructed one of the sisters to display that footage on the largest monitor. On the screen, the stealth fighter piloted by President Maitrix shot down one of the drones. Between Japan’s Prime Minister Habu and the States’ President Maitrix, why are both of them fighting on the front lines? The fact that no one among their own circles has any questions about this must mean that these two are just so strong that everyone around them has had their brains ‘hoge’d.’ I think that when I become a college student, I’ll name this the “Aqua-kun Phenomenon” and write a thesis on it…
”Commando 2 here,” the voice reported. “It seems the opponent is quite tired despite being an unmanned drone. So, I let them sleep on a park bench!”
”Command 3 here. I’ve sent that drone… no, that winged canoe, back to the river.”
”Command 4, one drone down over the rice paddies. How’s that for a scarecrow, eh? Pretty stylish, don’t you think?”
Listening to the comms, I couldn’t help but think: these people are exactly the kind of nutjobs who would follow President Maitrix. Just like the people following Japan’s Prime Minister Habu—supposedly the best and the brightest, yet all of them seem to have a screw loose.
”Colonel… wait, no, Ms. President! New prey incoming at five o’clock!!”
”Hold. More at ten o’clock!!”
”No, look closer! They’re coming from everywhere! There’s an insane amount of them!!”
Oh no… this might be bad. No matter how strong President Maitrix and his crew are, they’re going to run out of ammo at this rate. I turned to one of the sisters and asked if there was any way to provide support.
”The Saint Aqua Fleet and the submarine Arqua are currently engaged with the enemy fleet over the Atlantic. As for the carrier Victoria—borrowed from the Stars—she’s tied up in the Adriatic, and the Mary is locked in the Baltic, blocking the southern and eastern advances. We can’t move either of them!!”
Wait, did she just say “borrowed”? Like, permanently? That’s an international incident… I really didn’t need to hear that, especially not as a regular high school girl.
”Captain! Sorry I couldn’t stay to the end!!”
I felt my body stiffen with fear and sorrow as I watched one of the Commando squad’s craft get shot down. But then, I saw the pilot eject safely, and I managed to regain a little composure.
”Sorry, Colonel!”
”Damn it! Captain, I leave the rest to you!”
Following Command 3, Command 4 and Command 2 both triggered their parachute systems. Despite their valiant efforts, the reliable Commando squad was wiped out, leaving only President Maitrix. A burst of noise tore through the comms.
”…President Ernie Maitrix, how pathetic. You were far too confident in your own strength.”
”Ugh, who’s that!?”
The fighter plane piloted by President Maitrix engaged one of the drones in a dogfight.
”Who, you ask? As the President who seized control of the States, you know us well, don’t you? We are the ghosts of the Women’s Mutual Aid Society, and the extremists of the Stars Orthodox Church. We are their revenants.”
”Still… you people are still saying things like that! Don’t get hung up on the past forever!!”
With a brilliant roll, President Maitrix swapped positions and blew the drone in front of him out of the sky. But immediately, a new drone swooped in to pursue him.
”Don’t get hung up on the past… is that right? That’s rich coming from someone who hasn’t had their pride stolen by men, been trampled, and lost everything dear to them!!”
”That still doesn’t give you the right to take things away from innocent people just trying to live in peace!!”
President Maitrix pulled off some masterful maneuvering, slamming the pursuing drone into another. She glanced at her radar, saw the massive number of remaining drones, and clicked her tongue.
”I know that logic without you telling me. But… we can’t forgive that ‘innocence’! We’re suffering so much, so why do you get to live so comfortably? Why do you get to be ‘unrelated’ and ‘indifferent’ forever? Ah, I see… you just need to taste the same suffering we have. Then you might understand us a little, right? Come now, let’s share in this suffering—this living hell!!”
”…You’re insane. Damn it all!”
President Maitrix’s radar pinged another contact. No way! More of them!?
”It seems our compatriots have arrived. Come now, give them a chance at revenge against Ernie Maitrix. Henrietta F. Rosenberg!”
”Rosenberg!?”
I see… so that’s how it was. The Shogun coal mine that was attacked a few days ago was a facility for detaining criminals. Rosenberg and her cronies were held there too. When the mine was raided, several people went missing, including the former President. It seems the rioters had rescued them and they’d been traveling together.
”Go, Rosenberg!!”
The fighter piloted by former President Rosenberg drew close to President Maitrix’s craft. In an instant, she wiped out the drone that had been tailing her.
”What do you think you’re doing!?”
”Hmph, what am I doing? Surely the former Women’s Mutual Aid Society and Stars extremists haven’t forgotten? Our origins?”
One of the sisters hacked into the internal camera of Rosenberg’s fighter using the AI3510. Rosenberg looked toward the stadium and narrowed her eyes. Such a gentle expression. I’d only seen her as a politician on the news, but today, her eyes were so kind.
”The girls are doing their best down there. If we don’t cheer them on, who will? Hey, Maitrix. No, Ernie.”
”Well said. That’s the Rosenberg I know… no, Henrietta!!”
The fighters led by Rosenberg started downing the drones.
”Benella! I’ll take the two coming from the front. You take Sally and Cuccolo and sweep the four on the left. Diana, Ellis, and Vena, get the three on the right! I’m counting on you!!”
”Lieutenant Ariana, understood!!”
Wait, those are the ones who got pummeled by Aqua-kun when they kidnapped Emily-san!! I remember the report saying they’d escaped from the coal mine alongside Rosenberg.
”You traitors!! Rosenberg! Surely you haven’t forgotten what they did to your daughter!!”
”…I haven’t forgotten Cara for a single second.”
Rosenberg worked in tandem with Maitrix to down the drones.
”That’s exactly why I wanted to be the person my daughter could be proud of. Even if it’s too late now…”
”Don’t talk nonsense!! Enough! You’re our enemy too!!”
Countless drones swarmed toward Maitrix and the others. Damn it! Even with Rosenberg’s help, they were hopelessly outnumbered. Ugh, just… gah! What am I supposed to do, just some regular high school girl!?
”It’s okay! My…!”
Ayana-chan’s voice cut through the comms, and I jolted.
”LISTEN TO OUR SONG!!!”
I turned my eyes to the screen showing Ayana-chan and the others. My heart started to race. They’re just regular high school girls, like me. Younger than me, even, and they’re still giving it their all. If that’s the case, then I, a mere mob-character high school girl, have to step up too.
”Drones, huh… Hey, I just thought of something—can we hack them from our end?”
”It might be possible if we use the AI3510. Let me try…!”
I turned to one of the Saint’s Honor Guards standing nearby.
”Prepare the Emily Call. If it comes down to it, I’ll be the one to press the button instead of the Saint.”
”!? Yes! Understood!!”
An Honor Guard brought over a duralumin case with a chain. She set it on the table near me, and another guard unlocked it with a key. Inside wasn’t my fake “pop-pop” toy, but the real device needed to launch nuclear missiles.
”Damn, hacking the drones is going to take some time.”
”Got it. Then I’ll buy us some time. Connect me to the line Maitrix and the others are on—the one connected to the people controlling the drones.”
I exhaled. Sensing the interference, a person who seemed to be the enemy General barked into the comms.
”Who is it? Who’s cutting in!?”
”Who… is it? Fufu, you don’t even know who the true ruler of this world is, do you?”
I spread my arms toward the camera. If it was going to be like this, I was going all out. I acted as “Workaholic” as dramatically as I could.
”My name is Workaholic. Number One of the Twelve Bishops of the Saint Aqua Church, and a faithful servant of the Evil God Arqua. Come now, join me, and let us lead the world toward chaos and lustful destruction.”
”Ha!? What are you talking about! You people are destroying this world…”
I clicked my tongue, cutting her off.
”Tch! You don’t understand anything. The Evil God Arqua is a noble being. To save the Earth and give life to the comrades who flew off into space with him, he will surely sacrifice himself.”
I clasped my hands together, praying like a pious sister, then suddenly went deadpan. Of course, since I had my hood pulled low, the opponent could only see my mouth.
”And tell me, what value is there in this world without the Evil God Arqua? Here, look at this case. It contains the button to launch every nuclear missile on Earth at once.”
I heard everyone on the comms gasp. I raised my hands and struck the pose of a trembling, ecstatic acolyte.
”Come, let us perish together!! Ruin is true salvation!! Death is a rendezvous with our Lord!! Let’s all go ahead and meet our maker, and we shall welcome the Evil God in the afterlife! And the hell we’ve stolen from Enma, we’ll turn into our second Earth—no, a utopia for the Evil God Arqua and us!!”
I climbed onto a nearby sofa, using it as a podium, and started slapping my own behind while repeating the word “utopia” over and over.
”Th-this woman… she’s truly insane. To think these lunatics are the top brass of that religion…”
Huh? Whose head is crazy? Compared to someone stuffing their mouth with Maniac Biscuits, I’m way more sane!! Calling a mere mob-character high school girl crazy—how rude can you get!?
Ahhh, I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel like tapping those round buttons over and over. Oh, look, there’s a perfect button right there.
I stumbled toward the duralumin case. Two Saint’s Honor Guards immediately grabbed me and pinned me down with all their might.
”Hey, you two! What are ya messin’ around with? If ye keep that up, we won’t be able to push the button, will we?”
”Workaholic! AI3510’s hacked into the enemy drone swarm!”
”We don’t need to buy any more time now. Right? Right?”
”Hey, quit yer jawin’, shut that duralumin case, and get it to the other room!”
Ah, my cute little ‘Click-Click’… Wait. What was I doin’ just now?
I look around, and for some reason, the members of the Holy Aqua Church—my own supposed allies—are starin’ at me lookin’ proper terrified.
’Damn it! Buying time, ye say!? Do ye mean to tell me that last bit was all an act!?’
Oh, aye. That’s exactly what it was. An act, obviously. Ahahaha…
So, come on, everyone in the Holy Aqua Church, quit lookin’ so scared. Alright?
Static tears through the comms, followed by the sound of an explosion.
’Gah! What in the blazes happened now!? Wait! You… Chairman!!’
’Hmph. Did ye really think ye could hide yer intentions from me? I see right through ye lot!’
Seems like the former Chairman of the Women’s Mutual Aid Society has stormed her former subordinates’ hideout. The comms feed broadcasts their little chat.
’Oi, Secretary, get to it and lock these lot up!!’
’Yes, yes, I’m on it. Honestly, Chairman, ye really are a slave driver… mutter, mutter.’
Sigh. I guess that settles things for now.
Just as I let out a breath and move to sit on the couch, the operations base alarm starts wailin’.
”We’ve got an incoming transmission from the Holy Aqua Church members embedded in Houston! Seems pieces of a shattered Meteorite are headin’ our way! Some will burn up in the atmosphere, but… the ones headin’ for London might be even bigger than the one that smacked into the Great Radio Tower!”
Are ye kiddin’ me!?
One of the monitors displays the feed from a Holy Aqua Church communication satellite in orbit: the fragments of the Meteorite are closin’ in fast.
’I’ve heard the situation. Leave that end to us!! Ready, Henrietta?’
’Of course. Ernie.’
Fighter jets piloted by President Maitrix and former President Rosenberg bank toward the trajectory AI3510 calculated. They open fire, hopin’ to shatter the Meteorite fragments with missiles or nudge ’em off-course toward less populated areas.
’Damn it, I’m out of ammo! Captain!’
’Me too!!’
No way…
Report after report of empty magazines floods in from the pilots.
’Damn, I’m dry too!’
Every jet, President Maitrix’s included, is completely out of ordnance.
Yet, the fragments continue to rain down toward Earth.
”The final wave of Meteorite fragments is comin’!”
But we have no weapons left to shoot ’em down.
I’m right in the impact zone. I steel myself for the end.
’Ernie Maitrix… I’m glad I could fight alongside ye at the end. The rest of this world is in yer hands.’
’Wait. Henrietta. What are ye…’
An alarm blares—President Maitrix’s fuel warnin’ light.
’Listen. I’m goin’ to ram the shattered Meteorite head-on.’
Hearin’ those words, I forget how to breathe. My heart thuds rhythmically, louder and deeper in my ears than ever before.
’I shall accompany ye, Your Excellency!’
’We’ve already lost our families; we have no attachment to this life left!!’
Former President Rosenberg’s jet climbs toward the incomin’ debris. Her comrades follow suit, soarin’ toward the fallin’ stars.
’Stop it. Henrietta!!’
’Ernie… I’ve dirtied my hands too much to live in the world ye and Shirogane Aqua are tryin’ to create. Besides, the world ye and the Prime Minister are aimin’ for… it’s a little too bright for me. And anyway, with every position comes responsibility.’
Everyone holds their breath, hangin’ on her every word. We all know this is her final testament.
’Carla… I’m sorry I kept ye waitin’ so long. Mom is comin’ to join ye now.’
The radar blips vanish as they collide with the Meteorite.
’Shirogane Aqua, I leave this world—the one I loved, hated, grieved, and yet could never throw away—to ye, and to all of ye! If I’m ever reborn, I wonder…’
I wonder if I could just be a fan, and honestly cheer for ye from the sidelines?
The signal cuts to static. One by one, the fighter signatures fade away along with the fragments of the Meteorite.
I close my eyes and simply pray in silence. May their souls find peace in the afterlife.
”…Workaholic. Seems there’s still some continuin’ the fight.”
With every position comes responsibility… huh?
Her final words ignite a resolve in me. I cut off my own path of retreat. I realize this is the only way I can pay proper respect to her sacrifice.
I remove my veil, revealin’ my face to everyone. The sisters, who hadn’t known my true identity, seem startled to see I look younger than they imagined.
”From this moment on, I’m headin’ to the front lines. Saint’s Honor Guard, follow me. And from now on, don’t call me Workaholic. Call me by my real name: Chihiro Claire.”
”Understood! Lady Claire!!”
President Rosenberg and her comrades.
Yes, they did terrible things.
But to the pride they showed in their final moments, I’ve decided to respond with my own. To ensure the Holy Aqua Church doesn’t become a second Women’s Mutual Aid Society, I’ll guide this religion toward the light, however dim.
That’s why I revealed my face and my true name.
Because I believe that’s the role assigned to me—even though I was once just a ‘mob’ high school girl.
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Summary:
Chihiro Claire, a self-identified mob high school student, finds herself unexpectedly commanding a complex military response against unidentified threats in London. Despite her internal anxiety, her vague directives are misinterpreted as strategic genius by her fanatical subordinates. As chaos erupts across multiple fronts including the Hogewave Research Institute and Shirogane Kingdom, the situation escalates toward a confrontation over a stadium, leaving Claire as the central, unwilling linchpin of a global conflict.
President Maitrix engages in a desperate dogfight against an overwhelming swarm of drones, with former President Rosenberg eventually joining the fray to assist. Meanwhile, the narrator, acting under the persona of “Workaholic,” attempts a high-stakes bluff against the enemy commander by threatening to trigger a global nuclear launch. The situation reaches a critical breaking point as the narrator’s erratic behavior leads to her being physically restrained by her own guards.
ChihiroClaire, previously operating as Workaholic, witnesses the heroic sacrifice of Rosenberg and her pilots as they ram their jets into incoming meteorites to save London. Moved by Rosenberg’s final words on duty and responsibility, ChihiroClaire abandons her anonymity and mask, revealing her true self to the Holy Aqua Church. She now prepares to lead the Saint’s Honor Guard into the front lines to reshape the future of the organization.
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Trivia:
Claire maintains her Student Council President status while managing military operations.
The “Workaholic” persona is a complete fabrication attributed to Claire by her subordinates.
”Hoge” is an established, albeit bizarre, socio-technological phenomenon in this world.
Perfurmer’s bombs (Sommelier, Tashinami, Cunni, Hagetoru) demonstrate the variety of absurd, specialized weaponry in this setting.
Maitrix and Habu’s presence on the front lines is treated as standard behavior by those around them.
The Saint Aqua Fleet and submarine Arqua are occupied elsewhere.
The aircraft carriers Victoria and Mary were effectively “borrowed” (stolen) from the Stars.
Rosenberg and other detainees escaped from a coal mine raid.
The narrator is a normal high school girl trying to play a high-stakes role.
The AI3510 is used by sisters for hacking purposes.
The Holy Aqua Church is implied to have multiple potential futures depending on leadership actions.
Rosenberg and President Maitrix were former leaders of the Women’s Mutual Aid Society.
AI3510 is a specialized hacking AI utilized by the protagonist.
ChihiroClaire’s identity reveal serves as a permanent turning point for the direction of the Holy Aqua Church.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Chihiro Claire – Student Council President at Otomezaki Academy High School. 2nd year, Class A. Her family is associated with the Stars Orthodox Church. Described as pure and virginal. The Committee Chair of the Women’s Mutual Aid Society. Recently discharged from the hospital. Possesses a small body with a massive mass of breasts and a short temper.
• Aqua – Aqua (Shirogane) is a charismatic male idol and BERYL leader with sharp eyes, sleek hair, and a commanding yet cute demeanor. Wielding global influence via past-life wisdom, he led space evacuations, saved Shintaro, and is a family man. He plays games with his rival, Yukari, positioning himself as a central figure in their ongoing conflict.
• Powder Maniac – A member of the sister brigade/Twelve Bishops faction.
• Saint Farmer – She is a senior member of the Twelve Bishops faction and leads the Purgation Squad, also serving as an executive of Holy Aqua Faith. Dressed in a sister’s habit, she appears as an exemplary adult woman, offering the narrator an escort and politely guiding guests.
• Fi – A member of Milk Dipper. A support staff member for the concert.
• Emily – Emily (Yukishiro Emily), the graceful Yukishiro heir and “Impression King,” is heavily pregnant and co-hosts variety shows with her husband, Shirogane Aqua. Serving as Kukuri’s “oneechan,” she secretly works as a Pure-White Press reporter stalking Aqua, maintains an intimate bond with Hakuryuu-sensei, and aided Yui with a protective device, often mediating for Aqua while promising ramen.
• Tashinami – Kanon, now a married Verification Team member with a dreamy demeanor, appears as a motherly yet klutzy participant in the stream/board community. The Tashinami‑mom faction teases her for needing protection, especially around Aqua.
• Hakuryuu – Silver-haired mentor and veteran Warrior of Light, known as Ai-sensei or Teacher Hakuryuu, is the reclusive author of banned fictional works whose quiet, pale awe at live performances reveals her art’s transcendent reach—yet she remains disconnected from modern life, visibly baffled by CAPTCHAs. As the matriarch of the Hakuryuu lineage, she coordinates remote communications for idols bidding Aqua farewell, embodying the gentle authority of a mentor whose creations inspire devoted female fans, even as she doubts their worth.
• Kanon – A celebrated fashion icon, Internet Master, idol, and chapter narrator, Kanon-sama is an associate of Ayana. Married to Aqua and now a mother, she balances a cool, occasionally jealous demeanor with a tender side. She is close to Emily and observes the turmoil between Aqua and Kukuri with admiration and exasperation, famously sharing an emotional “helmet kiss” with him in the quarantine zone.
• Hagetoru – A legacy user of the Bulletin Board active since kindergarten; known for annual April Fool’s shitposts.
• Shirogane – Shirogane Aqua (Master Aqua), charismatic BERYL idol leader and Izanagi core crew member, is known for his striking face, sparkling eyes, and beige suit. Cool yet easy-going, his “descending god” aura shapes group ethics amid scandals over his multiple wives (including Kanon) and child Satsuki. Dubbed a “libido monster” by Yukari, his global success elevates his lineage in a skewed-gender world.
• Kukuri – Sharp-eyed Otomezaki Academy vice-president in a crisp uniform, Milk Dipper member (alias Beginning 616), and support staff who rallies teammates to perform. As a refined Sumeragi heir of the Holy Aqua Church and Servant of the Twelve Bishops, she hunts the Saint’s body double and fervently fans Lord Aqua. Her recent union with him sparked a national media frenzy.
• Ai – A pregnant idol associate who appears via live video feed on Emily’s tablet, caught mid-makeup application, she’s Hakuryuu-sensei—a beloved teacher and partner whose massive appetite contrasts with her polished idol persona, now aiding Aqua’s mission through remote support while balancing her pregnancy and public image.
• Ayana – Aya Tsukimachi is a cool, charismatic Japanese top idol, Eau De Cologne’s ace leader, and a joint live concert performer. Identifiable by her short hair, school uniform, and cherished plushie, she is fiercely determined to protect others’ smiles. She acts as a kind junior to Yukari, and is Aqua’s lover, friend, rival, and classmate, often getting jealous yet flustered by Aqua’s affection.
• Habu – Japan’s Prime Minister and former fighter pilot Habu Chiyoko coordinates BERYL’s meteorite mission aboard the Izanagi. Wearing camouflage fatigues to pilot tactical operations and let idols perform in space, this resolute leader exhibits immense authority and strong-willed decisiveness. She blends dark humor and humility with comrades, having mastered dogeza and taught it to Aqua.
• Victoria – Kanon’s older sister. High-status leader figure. Recently became a mother. Vulnerable to compliments.
• Ernie Maitrix – President of the States, currently overseeing the Houston command headquarters. Characterized by his military uniform worn for global announcements, he is a charismatic leader and direct communicator. He focuses heavily on humanity’s survival while addressing imminent space debris threats to the world.
• Henrietta – A tall, silver‑haired former presidential candidate, now a high‑ranking member of the Women’s Mutual Aid Society. Mother of Kara, she is ruthless, willing to sacrifice fans to crush idols’ spirits, and once tried a forced operation driven by a personal grudge.
• Chairman – Petite leader of the Women’s Mutual Aid Society, head of a secret committee and shadow ruler for over a millennium. She wears a corset to support a fresh back fracture, her large chest contrasting with her small frame. Prone to temper tantrums and high‑blood‑pressure spikes from salt, she harbors deep prejudice and trauma toward men from a past Drama Club incident.
• Secretary – She serves as the Chairman’s administrative secretary and heads the Women’s Mutual Aid Society, a role passed down from mother and grandmother. A virgin, she hides her face behind a hood, clutching a bag of idol merchandise, and is a secret hardcore BERYL fan.
• Shirogane Aqua – Shirogane Aqua (Master Aqua), the cool, easy-going BERYL idol leader with a striking face and sparkling eyes, is an Izanagi crew member currently aiding space station evacuations. Married to multiple women including Kanon, the “libido monster” recently fathered Satsuki. His “descending god” aura anchors the group’s ethics amidst a tabloid scandal over his polygamy.
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