Multiverse, Starting by Creating Delta of Fate, Chat Group Friends Go Wild

"I am student council president Ittou Ryuudou."

Ittou Ryuudou’s expression was somewhat wooden, somewhat similar to Kirei Kotomine’s from before, but without that unsettling air.

Kazuma scratched his head and asked the bullet comments, but no one answered, so he could only say:

"We… came to look around."

"…That’s wonderful."

After a moment of silence, Ittou Ryuudou suddenly spoke. The name above his head changed from white to blue.

He took three A4-sized booklets from the small pocket on his chest and handed them over.

"I once spent some time making guides for the School Festival, but the people who come here are mostly locals or graduates familiar with the place. At last, they can be put to use."

Kazuma and the others exchanged glances before taking the booklets.

Item: Hoi-Hoi Academy Map Booklet

Type: Map

Rank: G (Gray)

Description: Created over several painstaking weeks by Ittou Ryuudou when he first became student council president, but unfortunately, it was never put to use.

The booklet's introduction to Hohzuki Academy's location and interest clubs is entirely accurate.

Ittou Ryuudou raised a hand to his chest and gave them a monk’s salute.

"Originally, as student council president, I should have shown you around personally. But I still have things to attend to, so you’ll have to explore on your own."

Kazuma hurriedly said, "Thanks."

Kurisu Makise said, "No need to trouble yourself. Thank you."

Hachiman Hikigaya said nothing. It was not because he had any issue with Ittou Ryuudou, but because he felt… something was off.

Logically speaking, the student council president should have belonged to the most socially successful crowd. Why did Ittou Ryuudou feel so different from Hayama?

"Oh, right. If you truly need help, you can look for a red-haired boy."

Before leaving, Ittou Ryuudou said:

"His name is Shirou Emiya. You should have been able to find him at the Archery Club in the afternoon."

"But recently, he seems to have quit. I don’t know what happened, but he’s often acting mysteriously."

"Anyway, enjoy yourselves. This humble one shall take his leave."

"Later."

After watching him leave,

Kazuma turned around.

"I feel like… this Shirou Emiya will be a very important NPC."

Hachiman Hikigaya said, "But that name didn’t appear in the livestream, so there’s no way to ask."

The next moment, a new notification popped up before them.

Dao Qitian (Group Owner) has invited a new member.

Red-Haired High Jumper has joined the Chat Group.

Dao Qitian: Hmm, I'm a little busy, so I'm giving you some invite privileges.

Dao Qitian: You can invite people from the Livestream Room and people you know in real life. If more than half the group agrees, they can join. Only group members can participate in the game’s beta test.

Kazuma: Boss is awesome, I kneel before the boss.jpg.

Hachiman Hikigaya: Boss is awesome, I kneel before the boss.jpg.

Conan: Boss is awesome, I kneel before the boss.jpg.

Red-Haired High Jumper: Boss is awesome, I kneel before the boss.jpg.

Kazuma: New guy! Introduce yourself. Don’t say Big Bro Kazuma didn’t look after you.

Red-Haired High Jumper: Hello, everyone. I’m Shirou Emiya. Please treat me well.

Kazuma: You actually invited a real person in? Then let me ask you—does your school have anything valuable, or any magic items we can touch?

Kurisu Makise: That makes it sound like we’re about to commit a crime.

Hachiman Hikigaya: It’s just a game. (Mouse drooling.JPG)

Shirou Emiya: A game… Actually, I kind of want to play too. Ahem, let me think…

Shirou Emiya: I’m not too sure about that, since I haven’t had much contact with such things. To be honest, I’ve only ever known one Magus, and he’s already passed away.

Kazuma: Do you have any powerful Magic Formal Wear or Noble Phantasms? Where do you keep them?

Shirou Emiya: As a magus, I’m really only a half-baked amateur. How could I possibly have advanced things like Magic Formal Wear? And I’ve never even heard of Noble Phantasms.

Hachiman Hikigaya: Then… are there any places with urban legends?

Shirou Emiya: Urban legends? I remember Mitsuzuri telling me quite a few… but I can’t recall them right now. You can go ask her at the Archery Club. She should still be there at this hour.

As Kazuma chatted, he began to feel that something was off.

Kurisu, meanwhile, frowned as she looked through the chat history. She seemed to understand something, but it was still vague.

She asked in the group.

Kurisu Makise: @Shirou Emiya, have you quit the Archery Club now?

Shirou Emiya: No, I was only just considering it.

Marcille: ?

Conan: Could it be?

Kurisu Makise: Shirou Emiya, is this game the future of your world?

Underground Labyrinth.

Marcille stood frozen in place. The group’s wild speculation had scared her a little.

She thought of an even more terrifying possibility.

Perhaps it was not the future, but a parallel world similar to the future that this group owner had transformed into a "game" for people’s amusement.

Otherwise, there was no way to explain why the people inside were so strange.

They were a little like the monsters in the labyrinth.

"What’s wrong, Marcille?"

Laios noticed that something was wrong with her again and hurriedly asked.

Marcille shook her head.

"It’s nothing."

Laios did not doubt her at all.

"Oh. Have you noticed how interesting the game in this livestream is? I want to play too."

Marcille looked at the "Initiate Invite Vote" button that had appeared to the right of the Chat Group’s input box.

Should she invite Laios in as well?

She watched Laios wipe the drool from his mouth.

That dangerous thought was instantly dismissed.

Marcille felt that compared to the two troublemakers in the group,

the one from her own party was even more dangerous.

He might pull off something even less human.

Better to wait.

Do Your School Spawn Hafuku Dragon Fang Soldiers?

Hohzuki Academy, Archery Club.

Several uninvited guests had entered the club.

Kazuma, Hachiman Hikigaya, and Kurisu Makise had just stepped through the door.

A short-haired brown-haired girl in a white archery uniform spawned at the entrance of the Archery Club.

The white label "Ayako Misumi" hovered above her head. After hearing why they had come, she said cheerfully:

"You’re not here to join the club, but to ask me about urban legends? Sure, I’m good at that."

"Hmm… where should I begin? For example, there might be treasure beneath the estate of some old noble family in Fuyuki? Or perhaps strange sounds can be heard in a mysterious haunted mansion at midnight, and you can even see odd figures?"

Hachiman Hikigaya had originally been listening to the NPC advance the plot, but when he glanced around, he found wild "items" scattered all over the floor.

There were so many more than out on the streets.

Kazuma ignored everything else and swept up the "trash" on the ground like a swarm of locusts, stuffing it into his arms.

From time to time, he even shouted, "One little green! Treasure!"

Hachiman Hikigaya could no longer hold himself back.

"Vice President Misumi, I have something to do."

He still had some manners, saying that to the NPC before squatting down and becoming a floor-sweeping robot just like Kazuma.

Sigh, playing with Kazuma for too long had made him lose something.

Komachi Hikigaya: Don’t say you’re my brother.

Yukino Yukinoshita: Where did this… oversized Hikigaya fungus come from? Don’t come to the Service Club anymore.

Shizuka Hiratsuka: Hikigaya… perhaps I pushed you too hard.

Sigh, my integrity…

Hachiman Hikigaya put a white item into his inventory and let out a long sigh.

The next moment, he discovered a glowing card in a small hole on the bow rack.

This seemed to be blue?

No way?!

Hachiman Hikigaya’s eyes lit up. He hurriedly grabbed it and opened it.

Hundred Refinements of the Spirit (Blue)

Type: Craft Essence

Rank: D-

Description: A certain red-haired boy had trained bitterly for ten years, not in magecraft, but to temper his body and mind like steel.

Effect: Gain Endurance E, Strength E, Pain Resistance D+

"Jackpot!"

The corners of Hachiman Hikigaya’s mouth curled upward. This was the thrill of the Gold-Touching Game.

Nice!

He had to show off to the group.

Hachiman Hikigaya: @Not a NEET, look what this is?

Kazuma: Damn it.

Kazuma: No, that’s not scientific! Why haven’t I gotten anything when you’ve pulled two blues!?

Kazuma looked up and stared at the little blue in Hachiman Hikigaya’s hand, instantly feeling unbalanced.

No, logically speaking,

his luck in games should have been pretty good. Why had Hikigaya been the first one to get a drop?

Burning with envy, he gave Hachiman Hikigaya the middle finger. "Lucky bastard!"