Editing Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance:VolumeEF Chapter7 (section)

===Part 5===

"...Hmm, just as expected. Oh well, I suppose it wasn't going to be that easy, huh?"

Looking down at the plaza from the headmistress' office, Greyworth sighed softly.

Although they seemed to practicing orthodox kagura, they ultimately lacked basic skills. A bystander would think they were engaged in some kind of suspicious ritual.

"This might take longer than I thought&mdash;"

Greyworth chuckled and turned her gaze away from the window.

"Headmistress, may I interrupt?"

Standing at the door was Freya.

"What's the matter?"

"Team Scarlet is confirmed to compete in the Blade Dance. They don't have free time to spend on this kind of idol event, do they?"

There was a hint of accusation in Freya's tone. All things considered, four out of the five members of Team Scarlet were students of Raven Class. As their homeroom teacher, it was only natural for her to feel displeased.

"Hmm, you're saying that it's a waste of time for these kids to practice dancing?"

"I wouldn't go so far... But they ought to devote more time to special training for the Blade Dance, right? Even if the two great spirits had nominated them&mdash;"

"Oh, that was a lie."

"Huh?"

"The two great spirits did not nominate anyone. I merely wanted them to enter the Elemental Festa."

"Why would you do that...?"

"Because ordinary training cannot provide what they currently need&mdash;"

Smiling confidently, Greyworth cast her gaze outside the window again.

"Furthermore, I might be able to see something interesting."

"...?"

Freya frowned questioningly.

"Have you heard of Himeragi E. Arsage?"

"...Yes. Three years ago, the legendary idol who had suddenly shown up in the imperial capital."

"Indeed. Having reached the pinnacle of popularity, she suddenly retired one day. Some say she wasn't human. Others say she was a spirit&mdash;"

"Were she here, perhaps we would have no need to hold an Elemental Festa."

"Fufu, indeed..."

A smile surfaced on the corners of Greyworth's lips.

Whom she was watching was&mdash;

The manager, delivering handmade lunch boxes to the girls.