After going through every stat, skill, and spell on the new status screen, Izumi arrived at a single, brutal conclusion:
"…Even though my total rating is S-minus… I'm actually a weakling."
Everything on the panel was clear.
"My whole strength is just… skills.If you ignore my ridiculous mana pool and that broken luck stat…All of my physical attributes are just C-plus."
Strength, endurance, speed—Every one of them tragically average.
"Meaning, if someone at the same tier drags me into a long fight… I'll eventually get overpowered once my stamina hits zero…?"
…Yeah.
That was the only conclusion he could reach.
Suddenly that shiny S-minus didn't feel so shiny anymore.The weakness was too obvious.He looked strong from the outside, but internally, he was a C-plus chicken, through and through.
Defense at least could be compensated with Trace On—He could project Kawanishi no Nanajuujou Kekkai as a shield or countless weapons if needed.
But stamina, strength, and agility?Those had to be improved the hard way.
And the system didn't grant anything like supernatural physique or natural body enhancement, either.If it did, his attributes would have skyrocketed.
But of course, it didn't.
Izumi exhaled painfully.
"...Haa."
Sitting beside him, Asia tilted her head anxiously.
"Izumi-sama, are you all right? Are you feeling unwell again?"
Her soft voice snapped him out of the spiral.
Izumi waved a hand and cut off the gentle glow of healing light.
"It's okay, Asia. Really. I'm completely healed."
He hopped off the bed.
Asia blinked in shock.
"E-Eh!? …Already!?"
Izumi simply shrugged.
"Yeah. Whatever side effects I had were temporary. Thanks to you, they're gone now.You really helped me out."
Then, without hesitation, he headed for the door.
He had someone downstairs waiting for him.
But just as he reached for the doorknob—
Click.
The door opened from the outside, revealing Megumi Kato, holding a tray with steaming lunch.
She stopped.
He stopped.
Both stared.
"…You're fine already?" she asked, stunned.
Izumi grinned.
"Yup. Completely fine. And thanks for the food."
He shamelessly took the tray right out of her hands and headed downstairs as if nothing had happened.
Megumi watched him hop away like a completely healed idiot.
Her expression said everything:
'How is he okay already…!?'
Just minutes ago he looked like he was dying.Now he was bouncing around like a rabbit.
Suspicious. Extremely suspicious.
Megumi narrowed her eyes and turned to Asia.
"Asia… did you do something to him?"
"M-Me?" Asia blinked, confused. "I only used my Sacred Gear to heal him a little. But even I didn't expect him to recover that fast…"
Asia herself looked bewildered.
Her healing wasn't supposed to be that miraculous.
Megumi sighed.
"…Figures. It's just him then."
Izumi was always like this—Mysterious. Unpredictable.Always acting like he knew things nobody should know.
And because of that…
Megumi found herself caring about him more than she ever intended.
In fact—
she'd once considered using her natural stealth to secretly tail him.
Just to figure out what he really was.
But she immediately abandoned the idea.If she got caught, he'd absolutely label her:
"Stalker.""Hentai.""Chinatsu-class deviant."
…Absolutely the type of guy to do that.
Megumi shuddered at the thought.
After lunch at Izumi's house, she left—her parents had called, panicked because the incident at Kuoh Academy had already hit the news. She needed to return home and reassure them.
With Megumi gone, Izumi returned upstairs, ignoring Asia's hopeful gaze as he locked himself in his room again to study the new skills.
Asia puffed her cheeks in protest.
She'd hoped to talk more…Yet he threw her aside like a used tissue.
Unforgivable.
…
Kuoh Academy's fall-angel invasion had shaken society, but both the Maou faction and public security quietly suppressed details. Only those present knew the truth.
Everyone who did know was firmly warned by Rias and Sona:
"Don't spread information about Izumi."
It was a protection measure.
If society found out a lone human boy wiped out a squad of Fallen Angels, he'd instantly become a national icon—no doubt about it.
That kind of attention?
Neither Rias nor Sona believed Izumi would enjoy it.
So, using their families' influence, they suppressed discussions, silenced rumors, and coordinated with human organizations.
Within two days—
The world completely forgot anything had happened.
As if the incident was erased from history entirely.