Royal Magic Academy, Lunchtime in its cafeteria. Rei just wanted a sandwich.
He didn't ask for a holy inquisition in his name. He didn't request a mock trial of innocence or the crowd of over two hundred chanting cultists wearing robes stitched with little hearts and the words "Blessed is He Who Breathes" embroidered in red.
And yet, here he stood on top of a cafeteria table, flanked by two girls in ceremonial pink plate armor, holding what looked suspiciously like heart-shaped axes.
Facing him, tied to a glowing rune circle made of chalk, string, and shredded lace ribbons, was the accused:
Emilia Gracefield a new girl or i say normal girl. She had both eyebrows still raised in pleasant confusion.
"…So this is a school tradition?" Emilia asked politely.
