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Shinka Nibutani shook with rage. She was absolutely fuming. She stood in the middle of the doorway to the club room, her head tilted down, her face flushed. Why, she thought, why is this happening? Why do I feel like this? What is going on?

Nibutani could hardly believe the scene that was unfolding in front of her. It happened so quickly. She had no time to prepare for the onslaught of emotions that hit her once she laid eyes on this unfortunate scene. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. It felt like a fire started inside of her and every second a new log was being added. It kept building and Nibutani knew she needed to suppress it before it became an uncontrollable wildfire.

At first I couldn't look away but now I can't take my eyes off the floor. It could be over now for all I know. Come on Shinka, raise your head.

Her heart was pounding. An uneasy feeling spread throughout her, effectively simmering the once overpowering rage. Nibutani didn't like this feeling any better. It felt like an impending doom was awaiting her the moment she lifted her gaze. What if it isn't over? I don't want to see that again.

Seeing it for the first time was enough of a shock for her. She thought that it might be best to just turn around, leave, and not look back. It was fairly obvious that the rest of the room's occupants and seen her outburst. Nibutani knew that running would be easier than having to explain her rush of emotions to everyone in the room, especially to her. The tiny girl would undoubtedly mock Nibutani for today's drama.

She mentally kicked herself for getting so worked up over such a small insignificant thing. She knew that she shouldn't let it get to her but here she was, standing in the doorway of the group's club room, completely unable to move.

Nibutani forgot the reason she came back in the first place. She had other obligations to attend to but for some reason, she found herself back here. Why am I even here? I should be with the theatre club. If I had just stayed like I was supposed to, I wouldn't have had to be here for this. Curse my lack of self control. Nibutani inwardly groaned.

After what felt like an eternity, Nibutani finally directed her gaze towards the source of her raging emotions. Almost immediately, she felt her heart sink in her chest. Nibutani lost grasp of her emotions and the rage built up inside her once again as she watched a purple haired girl press her lips against Sanae Dekomori's for a second time.

-a few days earlier-

The club room was oddly quiet. Rikka and Dekomori's antics kept the room lively almost every day, running around and spouting whatever chuunibyou delusion came to their head first. Nibutani thought it was mostly nonsense but there were times when she looked on enviously. She would sometimes catch herself reminiscing about her days as Mori Summer, but she would just shake her head and force herself to think about something else.

A part of her envied their total devotion to their delusions. She often thought about how much happier they seemed compared to her. Nibutani would dismiss those thoughts within a few seconds of having them, but they always seemed to creep back in. But she believed that achieving a completely normal high school life would make all the stress worth it. The only thing that ever really stood in the way of that goal, was her chuuni companions.

It didn't help that Kumin and Yuuta encouraged them. Those two weren't completely lost in their delusions but they liked to play along. Yuuta mostly did it for Rikka's sake but Nibutani could see that he enjoyed it as well. Kumin joined in occasionally, and she seemed to have a lot of fun, but Nibutani knew her preferred activity was napping. You would think they would want some peace and quiet every once in a while. Nibutani sighed.

Despite her gratitude for the day's relaxing feel, Nibutani still found it rather odd that nothing exciting was going on today. Yuuta was helping Rikka study for the upcoming exams. Their voices never rose above a soft murmur, likely to avoid disturbing everyone else. Kumin was asleep in the corner as usual. Her head rested comfortably on her favorite sheep pillow. No sound came from her except for the occasional mumble.

The reason it's so quiet is because that stupid first year isn't here. If she was, there would undoubtedly be a huge annoying ruckus... Though I do wonder what she could possibly be up to.

As if the girl had read her mind, the door to the club room flew open and Dekomori marched in triumphantly, another girl beside her. Nibutani snapped out of her thoughts and fixed her gaze on Dekomori and this mystery newcomer. She could tell that things were about to get hectic.

"I have managed to recruit another into our ranks!" Dekomori announced, "Have I pleased you, Master?"

Rikka looked up from her books and said with a serious expression on her face, "We will have to test her skill first. Only those strong enough to survive battle against the Wicked Eye shall be allowed to join us." Rikka eyed the new girl, challenging her with her stare.

"That's my Master!" Dekomori beamed.

"Hey, stop messing around." Yuuta smacked Rikka with her textbook. "You need to study for these exams or you might fail the class and get held back."

Rikka rubbed at the spot where the book made contact. She pouted and reluctantly returned to her studies. Yuuta sighed and settled down beside her.

"Hello everyone!" said the girl standing next to Dekomori. "My name is Mitsuki Akiyama."

Nibutani noticed that Mitsuki was about the same height as the twin tailed girl, if not a little bit taller. She had long purple hair that matched her eyes. It reached down to the middle of her back. She had the same yellow ribbon on her uniform as Dekomori did, implying that this girl was also a first year.

"I just transferred into Sanae's class today." Mitsuki said, interrupting Nibutani's thoughts. "It's very nice to meet you all." Mitsuki bowed slightly after giving her greeting. She smiled warmly. Nibutani thought she seemed like a pleasant person.

Mitsuki didn't give off the vibe that she also had chuunibyou. Nibutani considered her to be another possible link into the normal world and decided that it might be in her best interest to befriend the new girl.

I wonder how she ended up as Dekomori's newest "recruit". The poor girl probably has no idea what's going on.

"Why did you bring her here?" Nibutani inquired.

"This matter does not concern you, fake Mori Summer! This information isn't for the likes of one who would defile the sacred name of Mori Summer!" Dekomori exclaimed with a smirk on her face.

Nibutani growled. That stupid first year really knows how to get on my nerves. She crossed her arms and turned away from the two girls standing near the doorway. She didn't think it wise to start a fight with Dekomori in front of Mitsuki. It might traumatize her.

Kumin, suddenly awake from her slumber, asked "What made you bring her here Deko?"

"Ah well I agreed to show Akiyama around the school to make sure she gets acquainted with all the facilities. It would be a shame if she fell in battle because she was unaware of her surroundings. We were passing by so I thought I'd drop in." Dekomori answered. Nibutani felt a slight prickle of annoyance that Dekomori so willingly answered Kumin after shutting her down completely.

"Good thinking Dekomori!" Rikka said, nodding in approval.

"I suppose I should introduce everyone." Dekomori said. She pointed at Rikka. "This is the Wicked Eye, Rikka Takanashi, and also my beloved master. Next to her is her partner, the Dark Flame Master." Yuuta's eyes widened.

"Don't call me that." he interrupted. He waved at Mitsuki. "Hello. I'm Yuuta Togashi. Nice to meet you." Mitsuki smiled and returned his wave. Rikka glared at Mitsuki, feeling momentarily threatened at the exchange, but kept silent.

"The sleeping girl in the corner is Kumin Tsuyuri." Dekomori continued.

Kumin mumbled happily but incoherently after she was introduced. She had already fallen back into a deep slumber. Nibutani always thought that skill of hers was impressive.

"And finally..." Dekomori turned to face Nibutani.

"This is a fake magician that will fill your head with lies. She claims to be the fabled Mori Summer but she is only trying to deceive you. Someone like her could never match the beauty and grace that is Mori Summer. Not to worry though, I engage her in battle daily and I am very close to defeating her once and for all!" Dekomori explained. She shot a thumbs up in Mitsuki's direction and grinned. Mitsuki giggled in response.

Nibutani's eye twitched. "If you don't shut your mouth, I'm going to pour milk down your throat!" she threatened. "Plus, you're going to scare off Akiyama. She probably isn't interested in this ridiculous chuunibyou stuff anyway."

Nibutani looked at Mitsuki for confirmation, but to her surprise, Mitsuki was staring at Dekomori, her eyes gleaming in fascination.

"Tell me more about your battles!" Mitsuki pleaded. Nibutani couldn't believe what she was hearing. Dekomori had managed to find another person with chuunibyou potential. Nibutani could hardly believe her bad luck.

Dekomori shot Nibutani a smug grin and sat down to begin her storytelling.

Mitsuki returned to the club the next day, much to everyone's surprise. She seemed to have taken an interest in chuunibyou, Dekomori's specifically. She inquired multiple times about what Dekomori and Rikka do on a daily basis. Every little bit of information pulled her further into the chuunibyou world.

According to Kumin, who had seen the two earlier on, Mitsuki had been on Dekomori's heel almost the entire day. She seemed to be taking note on how Dekomori behaved in and out of class.

Nibutani felt slightly annoyed when she heard about this, though she couldn't figure out why it bothered her. She decided not to think about it too much. There was no use in getting upset about nothing.

Today had been a rather peaceful day since Dekomori was busy with Mitsuki. I should be happy that I get another day that is Dekomori-free. The moments that Nibutani was left to her own thoughts were few and far between, so she cherished each one she got These times helped calm her down, especially when her mind was racing.

Nibutani sat at the end of the club room, furthest away from the door, and gazed out the window. She allowed her thoughts to take over and she found her mind drifting.

Her thoughts shifted languidly between school, friends and hobbies until it finally settled on one subject. Nibutani thought about Dekomori. She revisited their past conversations. They always lead to a fight. Nibutani smiled to herself. She had to admit, even though being around Dekomori was definitely exhausting, she couldn't deny that she did have some fun quarreling with her.

In her peripheral vision, she could see the subject of her daydream, effectively pulling her back to reality. What's that idiot up to?

Down below in the school's courtyard, Dekomori was teaching Mitsuki the basics of battle. She showed off a variety of what Nibutani assumed were battle poses. Nibutani shifted so she could lean out the window. She was curious about what was going on and she intended to find out more about it.

"You should consider yourself lucky that the mighty Mjolnir Hammer has decided to train you." Nibutani heard Dekomori say. "If you hope to survive your battle with the Wicked Eye tomorrow, you'll need all the help you can get!" Dekomori laughed her affected, high-pitched laugh and struck a confident pose.

Nibutani sighed. Being loud and obnoxious in the club room is one thing but I wish she'd stop disturbing the other students by playing in the courtyard. She glanced around the yard and noticed that quite a few students had gathered to watch the little show, as though it were a circus act or a street performance. She wasn't surprised that they drew a crowd, considering how loud they were being. However, the two girls were oblivious to the attention. They were too absorbed in their own activities to notice anyone else.

After a few minutes passed, Nibutani drifted back into her own mind, completely forgetting about the scene below. She wondered about this supposed battle that was taking place tomorrow. She remembered Rikka going on about some "test of skill" but she must have missed the actual planning of the event.

I don't know if I can handle another chuunibyou nutcase. It must be bad luck that Akiyama met Dekomori on the first day. Well, knowing Dekomori, she probably volunteered to show her around. How annoying...

Nibutani knew better than to put down someone who was genuinely trying to be helpful but she couldn't help but feel annoyed about this whole situation. She thought Mitsuki was a nice girl but she threw off the balance. It felt eerily similar to the time when Satone Shichimiya surprised everyone with her sudden appearance. Nibutani sighed. She really hoped that no unnecessary drama would arise this time.

Rikka and Mitsuki jumped away from each other and assumed their battle positions. Dekomori's "training" seemed to have paid off because Mitsuki looked confident rather than nervous. Her chosen weapon was an old kendo training sword that she and Dekomori had found while digging through piles of old junk in an unused classroom. The sword's blade was filled with scratches and dents and a few pieces had chipped off completely. It looked bland next to Rikka's elegant umbrella.

Nibutani, Yuuta, Dekomori, and Kumin sat on a bench away from the battling girls. Dekomori watched intently while Kumin was fast asleep. Yuuta and Nibutani shuffled nervously. "Those idiots are going to get us in trouble." Nibutani hissed.

"Yeah it seems likely that the teachers will be mad if they catch Akiyama swinging around a sword outside of the kendo club. And she's not wearing proper protection either..." Yuuta confirmed. Nibutani was aware that this probably wasn't the best place to hold this battle but there wasn't much she could do to stop it. They hoped that no teachers would come walking by.

They both shrugged, knowing they were unable to stop the battle in front of them, and turned their attention back to Rikka and Mitsuki. The two girls stood a couple yards apart from each other.

"I'll allow you to have the first move since you're at a disadvantage." Rikka said.

"Don't underestimate me Wicked Eye. I've had special training by your servant, the Mjolnir Hammer. She taught me about your strengths and weaknesses. Today is the day the Wicked Eye finally falls!" Mitsuki's voiced boomed across the yard.

She lunged forward and thrust her sword towards Rikka while shouting "Thundering Strike!" Rikka easily dodged the attack which caused Mitsuki to momentarily lose her balance. Once she regained her footing, she turned and faced Rikka yet again.

"Ah I see you harness the power of thunder. Coupled with that weapon of yours, you have the potential to be quite powerful. How interesting... but don't get cocky. Your power still pales in comparison to the Wicked Eye!" Rikka moved her hand towards her right eye and dramatically tore away the eye patch that sealed her powers.

"Destroy reality, break synapses, vanishment this world!" Rikka shouted. She grabbed the umbrella that served as her weapon and poised to attack.

"You may have been trained by my servant but you are still far too weak to win this battle." Rikka charged at Mitsuki and used her roller shoes to gain momentum. "Judgment Lucifer!" Rikka sped towards Mitsuki, giving no indication that she could stop. Mitsuki was unable to move out of the way. Rikka, going too fast, crashed directly into her, knocking them both to the ground.

"Master!" Dekomori cried. She ran over to Rikka. "Are you injured?" Rikka got up slowly and gave her a thumbs up, signaling she was okay. Yuuta and Nibutani left the spot they were sitting at and walked over to the rest of the group. They assumed the battle was over. That crash looked rather painful.

"Hey Rikka, help Mitsuki up. You are the one that knocked her down after all." Yuuta said, exasperated by this whole situation. Rikka turned to help Mitsuki get off the ground but Rikka saw that she had already picked herself up.

"I'm impressed." Rikka stated. "Most would have been dead after being hit by a direct attack from me. The only other one who has pulled off this feat is Dekomori."

"Crashing into someone like that wouldn't kill them." Yuuta retorted but neither girl was paying attention to what he was saying.

Mitsuki grinned. "I told you Wicked Eye, I'm more powerful than you think." She picked up her disarmed sword and slung it across her back in a makeshift sheathe. The kendo sword, being way too big for someone of her size, looked strange hanging from her back.

Rikka nodded and extended her right arm. "I'd like to be the first to welcome you into our society. You will prove useful in our future endeavors." Mitsuki grabbed Rikka's hand and shook it firmly.

Yuuta and Nibutani looked on with disbelief. "You two are unbelievable." Nibutani groaned.

"Quiet, fake Mori Summer!" Dekomori yelled. "You're just jealous that you lack the strength and integrity shown by these powerful warriors!"

"Yeah whatever." Nibutani looked over and saw Mitsuki's eye's shimmering with happiness at the praise she received from Dekomori. A twinge of jealousy pricked Nibutani in the back of her mind. She rolled her eyes and said, "Well if this little charade is over with, I'm off to theatre club. I'll meet up with you guys back in the clubroom in a little while." The others gave their goodbyes and Nibutani stalked off towards the theatre club room.

Nibutani opened up her locker and reached in to grab her costume. Today was an important session for the group. Nibutani hoped that the earlier event wouldn't distract her from what she needed to do today. As she pulled out her costume, the first thing that caught her eye was the word "Fake" stitched into the back of it. Nibutani made a habit out of checking her costumes every day since the small blonde girl liked to sabotage her at every turn. She wasn't surprised in the slightest.

A familiar rage bubbled inside her and she could feel herself grinding her teeth together and balling her fists. Today was the one day she hoped would go well. It would take time to find a replacement costume that was suitable for their work today. It was an important day for the club and Dekomori had gone and ruined everything.

"I'm going to kill that first year." Nibutani whispered.

Without a second thought, Nibutani stormed out of the theatre clubroom, her fellow classmates looking on in curiosity. She practically ran until she reached the room that hosted the Far East Magic Napping Society of Summer. She paused momentarily to gather her thoughts and then flung the door open.