MTLNOVEL Chapter 12: Establishing a Club
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Shuchiin Academy
"A club?"
Utaha looked puzzled.
It was Monday, and Lynn and Utaha had arrived at school together. Their presence immediately caught the attention of their classmates.
"Isn't that Utaha-senpai from the second year? Why is she coming to school with Lynn?"
"No way... don't tell me those two are...?"
Utaha was a well-known figure at Shuchiin Academy. With her stunning looks and figure, along with her infamous habit of sleeping in class yet still maintaining top grades, she was practically a legend.
Meanwhile, Lynn, despite being a new student, had already gained popularity among the girls due to his otherworldly good looks and unique aura.
Their sudden appearance together naturally caused a stir. But neither of them paid any attention to the whispers around them.
Utaha, still curious, asked, "Why do you suddenly want to start a club?"
"Rias suggested it," Lynn explained. "She said that if I'm going to build a peerage, I should establish a base where we can gather and operate more efficiently."
Utaha thought for a moment and realized it made sense.
Right now, Lynn only had her as a servant, so it wasn't much of an issue. Plus, she was already living with him. But as the peerage grew, it would be inconvenient for everyone to always gather at his house.
She imagined a packed household full of people and immediately agreed. "As expected of the Devil princess, she really thinks things through."
Lynn nodded.
His priority was recruiting more members for his peerage. Thanks to this being a crossover anime world, Shuchiin Academy was filled with talented individuals who would make excellent servants. Having a club would make it easier to attract them.
"Have you decided on a name for the club?" Utaha asked.
"Hmm..." Lynn thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "How about the Service Club?"
Utaha stopped walking and gave him a complex look. "I have to say... that name suits you perfectly."
The Service Club—serving whom?
The answer was obvious.
Utaha felt that no name could be more fitting. After all, this was a club for a Devil and his servants.
"So you approve?" Lynn smirked.
"But wait just in case someone else takes the name first, we should have a backup." Lynn continued.
Utaha scoffed, "Who in their right mind would pick such a name?"
"You never know," Lynn shrugged. "This world is full of crossover characters."
Lynn was thinking of someone. "What if Yukinoshita Yukino is in this school too?"
"Alright, fine," Utaha relented. "What's the backup name?"
"Supernatural Research Club."
"You're literally just copying Rias' club!" Utaha was surprised at how bad Lynn's naming sense was.
Lynn frowned. "Should I come up with another one just in case—"
"No need!" Utaha cut him off. "The Service Club is more than enough. There's no way anyone else would use such a ridiculous name!"
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3:00 PM – Faculty Office
"The Service Club? That club already exists."
"..."
Utaha was stunned as if she'd been struck by lightning.
"Wait... that weird and suspicious name actually belongs to a real club?!"
"You think it's weird, yet you also wanted to use it," a black-clad girl in gothic lolita fashion commented from behind the desk.
Sat on the other side of the office was Natsuki Minamiya, the teacher in charge of club registrations.
Utaha felt like she could read the unspoken words behind her gaze.
She awkwardly smiled and looked away.
Lynn, on the other hand, wasn't too surprised. Instead, this confirmed the existence of Yukinoshita Yukino in this world.
"In that case, we'll go with our backup name—the Supernatural Research Club."
"That name also suits you perfectly," Natsuki Minamiya remarked as she stamped the application form.
"Just remember," she added, "a club needs at least three members. Make sure to recruit one more soon, or the school will reclaim the clubroom."
"Thanks, Natsuki-chan."
"I told you not to add '-chan' to my name!" Natsuki Minamiya glared at him.
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On the Way to the Clubroom
"So... Pervert-kun, you and Natsuki-sensei seem pretty close?" Utaha asked curiously.
Pervert-kun...?
Lynn shot a glance at this disrespectful servant but answered anyway. "She was one of my former clients."
"Clients? You mean for that exorcism business you mentioned before?"
Lynn nodded. "Yeah."
Utaha finally understood. "See? The Supernatural Research Club is actually a perfect fit for you."
She failed to notice one key detail—Natsuki had used the word also.
That meant, in her mind, both club names suited Lynn. Natsuki Minamiya knew he was a Devil.
"By the way, there are quite a few spirits roaming the school." Utaha casually mentioned.
"But they're all weaklings. Not worth bothering with."
"Normal people can't even see them, anyway."
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Clubroom
Clatter—
Lynn opened the door to their newly assigned clubroom.
A wave of dust greeted them.
"How long has this place been abandoned?" Utaha coughed, waving the dust away.
She glanced around and nodded in approval. "It's filthy, but at least it has all the desks and chairs."
Then she noticed something in the corner.
A small, shriveled spirit was squatting there, looking weak and pitiful.
Lynn saw it too.
"Alright, time for the first club activity—cleaning up our headquarters."
"Oh, and dealing with the trash." He gestured at the ghost.
"...I knew it." Utaha sighed.
Her body moved on instinct at Lynn's command.
This was the perfect time to use magic.
She shut the door.
A flash of white light filled the room.
"Magic: Cleanse!"
In an instant, the room was spotless.
The spirit vanished silently, without a trace.
Utaha stretched and smirked. "Magic is so convenient."
Lynn, now comfortably seated, announced their next objective.
"Time for our second club activity—recruiting new members."
"Leave it to me," Utaha said confidently.
She summoned her Devil's Grimoire and flipped through the pages.
"Magic: Poster Creation!"
After putting up a recruitment poster on the bulletin board, Utaha clapped her hands in satisfaction. "All done!"
Then she noticed a black-haired girl staring at the sign.
"Hmm...Supernatural Research Club..."
Miko Yotsuya read the name and immediately thought of the spirits haunting her daily life.
She had tried everything—buying prayer beads, visiting shrines—but nothing worked. A mere student club wouldn't be able to help her.
She turned to leave.
But Utaha stepped in front of her with a knowing smile.
"Hey, wanna join?" she asked.
"You look like someone who really needs our help."
Miko froze.
"...!"
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