Editing Masou Gakuen HxH:Volume 11 First Period (section)

===Part 1===

Fate was cruel and heartless.

If it had to be given an example, like the game of musical chairs, where the participants scrambled for a chair against each other to be the victor, where there could only be one. Especially if it was done between sisters who went through the same path, than it was even more cruel and heartless.

And then currently, even here there was a pair of sisters performing a mortal combat.

The elder sister──she unleashed a blow with the back of her fist while turning around.

Grace immediately hardened her guard using the wings of Koros. She blocked the fist of Aine and her body was blown away backwards. Smoke was raised between her feet and the ground, and the friction put the brake on Grace’s body.

「As expected from Nee-sama……but」

Grace spread her wings. What she was wearing was too unreliable to be called a pilot suit, her naked body was exposed with the tips of her breast and her crotch only barely hidden. And then her hand was holding a scythe when anyone noticed. That was something that transformed from the wing of Grace’s magic armor 『Koros』. The scythe that was emitting a sharp and cold luster was directed towards Aine.

「If it’s with my strength, it’s an easy feat to carve that body.」

Aine put her clenched fist slightly forward and she grinned widely.

「That’s only if you can touch my body though.」

Smoke rose from under Aine’s feet explosively. The instantaneous output power of Aine’s magic armor 『Zeros』 carried Aine’s body right into Grace’s bosom in just a single breath.

However, Grace had also predicted that. She slashed her scythe with the timing matching Aine’s leap. The scythe assaulted to reap Aine’s life.

The scythe’s blade cut apart Aine’s body.

The moment it looked like that would happen──Grace’s eyes opened wide.

The scythe’s shaft, was caught by Aine’s hand.

Grace’s prediction was surpassed and Aine stepped into Grace’s bosom even deeper. Grace’s range of certain kill was broken through instantly, into the range of Aine’s certain kill.

「!?」

Grace immediately pulled back her scythe, but it wouldn’t make it in time. Towards Grace’s stomach, Aine’s fist was──,

Softly tapped.

「Match over!!」

The voice of the instructor in charge, Marisu, resounded. And then the students who were observing the practice match raised their cheers.

This place was Ataraxia academy. An academy that was built on the strategical defense float that bordered with Megafloat Japan. Currently the second year’s first group and second group of Ataraxia academy’s battle department were using the outdoor field for the class of practical skill. The field was vast, double the size of a stadium that was normally used for track-and-field events.

The students who were watching the match from the audience seats gave their applause at Aine and Grace who were at the center of the field. Aine let out a breath of relief and smiled towards Grace.

「Are you okay, Grace? You aren’t hur──」

Before she could finish talking, Grace leaped towards Aine and she rubbed her cheek on Aine.

「Just as I thought Nee-sama is amazing~!!」

「Wa, wait Grace」

When Aine looked around in embarrassment, she saw her classmates grinning widely seeing the sisters getting along so well with each other.

「Nee-sama is cool♪ Lovely♪ Nee-sama is the nee-sama I’m proud of♪」

Grace praised Aine stingingly, and rubbed her body like a cat.

「E, everyone is, watching here. That’s why, okay? Grace, re, release me just for a bit.」

「No way♡」

Aine dragged Grace who was clinging on her arm away to the corner of the field with a bright red face.

Marisu checked the attendance list while reading aloud the grouping for the next match.

「Then next, Hayuru and Hyakurath, have a go at it.」

「Yes.」

Himekawa and Hyakurath headed to the center of the field to replace Aine who was dragging away Grace.

「Please go easy on me, Himekawa-san.」

「Geez, please don’t make fun of me. This is Hyakurath-san who is famous as the Sword Saint, so it’s my honor for being able to participate in this match.」

Hyakurath’s cheeks reddened slightly and she made a slightly troubled expression.

「Ple, please stop calling me with that kind of exaggerated name. Such thing like Sword Saint……I’m not anything great like that. Aah, really……just who in the world started saying such thing……」

Himekawa made a slightly meany smile and withdrew her sword.

「Here I go, Sword Saint Hyakurath!」

「Geez! Himekawa-san you meany, I won’t forgive you for that!」

Himekawa and Hyakurath. The clash between swords began.