Love You Seventh Night: 08 [Militza Carax] ☆ (74) (Patreon)

*Seventh Night: 08 [Militza Carax] ☆*

"What is this... monster!?"

The battle data passed on from Violet. Militza Carax checked it, feeling stunned.

[Heartbreak]. The strongest ability user Violet had created through Militza's alterations.

As long as they were careful to set up the match cards considering attribute weaknesses, it was impossible for them to lose, no matter how stupid or incompetent the contender or supervisor was.

What's more, [Scar] was a problem before even considering attribute weaknesses. It should have been impossible for her to be defeated.

"And yet, she lost to a [No Ability]...!"

Honestly, she didn't care that Violet's foolish scheme had been crushed.

But the fact that the plan she had worked so hard on had been ruined was more than a little annoying and unpleasant, and above all, surprising.

"To think that child would create such a monster..."

Kyoka Kuribayashi. A child who had skipped grades just by being good at studying.

Did she need to revise her perception of her? Or was it that the contender named [Scar] was an incredible find?

(But in this era, in this region, at this age group... And among the trash chosen as contenders, there shouldn't be such a prodigy.)

It was precisely because she thought that way that she had assigned abilities that demonstrated power regardless of the person's aptitude to the contenders under Violet and Angelique, and had even added alterations. On the other hand, she hadn't expected her own contender to be such a difficult and disobedient brat...

However, in the end, the one among the three who had survived the most was [Lightblade], who was under Militza.

He, whose ability couldn't be called strong even by courtesy compared to the others, as it was assigned on the premise of alteration... he, who had rejected all ability alterations and prior provision of opponent information... had ironically survived and achieved victory more than [Heartbreak] or [Hound Master].

(Or is it the other way around? Did [Lightblade] and [Scar] grow by continuing to fight on their own without the backing of powerful abilities or cheating?)

If so, then by giving [Heartbreak] and [Hound Master] power that required no judgment or tactics, setting up overwhelmingly advantageous match cards, and continuing to provide their opponents' weaknesses in advance... she might have actually been robbing them of the opportunity to gain growth and experience.

(Is it my misstep to have tried to arrange only the environment and hardware elements while ignoring the person?)

Like a weed in the wilderness taking stronger root in the earth than a flower given plenty of water and fertilizer in a greenhouse.

No, it wasn't such a cliché parable. A world that couldn't be explained by just pluses and minuses.

(Depending on how you do it, you can create a monster like this.)

"...Interesting."

Militza had been sent to the [Education and Operations Department] as Attendant B to Violet. For her, who found dealing with people to be extremely troublesome, it was a career path that was actually against her will.

But at this moment, for the first time, Militza became interested in [Education and Operations]... no, in handling people, in the human psyche.

(I want to know more, more varied cases.)

How do humans act when driven into a corner?

How do they grow? How do they change?

What happens to a person who has fallen into despair?

Do they recover from it, or do they not?

Militza wanted to see it. No... it might be more accurate to say that she wanted to see various extreme dramas.

Then, this examination, which had been nothing more than a boring and troublesome time, suddenly seemed precious and interesting. So much so that she began to think about whether she could be given such opportunities more often in the future.

With a flick of her finger, she displayed a screen in the air and showed the monitored [Lightblade].

The boy who had been protesting vehemently about the default win slot was now snoring loudly in his sleep. Now, Militza regretted not letting him fight.

(I might have been able to see more various things that way.)

But oh well. She would look forward to having him fight [Scar] the next night.

Before that, it might be good to give him a piece of information. He would probably dislike and get angry about the prior information itself, but she had a feeling that boy would be happy if he heard the content. That reaction itself was also interesting.

(The old me wouldn't have thought this way.)

Even the interviews with the bothersome [Lightblade] now seemed enjoyable to Militza. A smile that she had rarely shown in her life until now was on her face.

Beep, beep.

A call tone. Another screen opened next to the monitor projected in the air. It was the back channel for the three of them to contact each other, which Militza had prepared through hacking.

"A call from Violet? A call with Angelique included?"

Was it a complaint, a grumble, or a grudge about her defeat and her scheme being ruined?

(Good grief. Do I need to follow up with that selfish girl?)

Militza muttered in her heart and answered the call... but the call from Violet was none of those. The content was a proposal.

It was an extremely vulgar, barbaric, and despicable proposal. Probably the worst scheme they had come up with so far. No, calling it a scheme was even ridiculous.

(For my childhood friend, she has some nerve.)

The Militza of the past would have opposed it, not on moral grounds, but considering the risk and return, from the overwhelming imbalance of the scales. As Attendant B.

But.

(Interesting.)

Militza thought so. She had come to think that way. That's why she decided to lend a hand.

"Understood, Violet. Interference with the monitoring system and lock is fine. And, Angie, do you know anyone who likes that kind of thing and would be on board with the idea?"

『Hmm, Taylor-kun should have that kind of hobby. And McCain-kun, maybe? He's a slightly different type, but Gomez will probably go along with it too, given his proclivities. Hennebury-chan is into that sort of thing, but I think it's better to stop her if you're calling boys.』

She wouldn't pursue the question of why she knew the preferences of her classmates at this time.

『As expected of you, Angie. Yes, Taylor lost in the first round, so I think he'll be on board with the idea for revenge. Well, I'll convince him on that front.』

"Then I'll leave that to Violet. You're the one who brought it up, after all. I'll have the back channel for Taylor ready in a little while. I'll let you know when it's connected."

『Okay. I'm counting on you, Militza.』

The call was cut off.

(Now, to prepare.)

She launched her homemade tool for mainframe interference and began to construct a channel that wouldn't be caught by the surveillance.

"I wonder what kind of reaction they'll show me."

I want to see various cases. I want to know various raw reactions.

I want to use them as a reference for what happens to people when they are cornered.

Militza's heart pounded with curiosity, and her eyes narrowed.

And as for the experimental materials, it didn't matter this time whether they were from the 21st century or the 27th century.