The Goddess Says, "Kill the Tsundere Witch!" Volume 2 (eBook)

Nagi Misaki (Autor)

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2025
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-4362-7 (ISBN)

Infos

A bit of time has passed since I reincarnated as Stella the Tsundere Saint's staff.
She passed her finals without incident, and now she'll be representing the second-years in the annual Miracle Games! In order to defeat Quinza-the fire-wielding progeny of House Frantzbelle, and an all-around bully-she tries recruiting Henrietta, a girl with a mastery over water.
Unfortunately, her idea of recruiting is throwing out a line like, 'I-If you insist, I don't mind partnering up with you!' Stella, I'm the only one you'd win over with a tsundere line like that! Look, she's turning you down! But we need her miracles to beat Quinza! Well, if being pushy doesn't work, it's time to shill instead! For the sake of my beloved Stella, I'll try my hand at conquering this mighty kuudere!
I just gotta hope that murderous Goddess doesn't try pulling anything else...

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Chapter 1 — Just Call Me a Pathetic, Trashy Otaku

It was the day of the entrance ceremony. Unsurprisingly, every year the Antohsa dormitory would enter a festive mood around this time.

The broad hallway resounded with the pops of miniature explosions coming from tiny fireworks crafted through miracles. The multicolored fires twisted in the sky as first-years in fresh, new outfits watched on with eyes that sparkled just as brightly.

The eldest students, the sixth-years, were putting their all into welcoming their new classmates with miracles. Sweet-smelling lollipops were passed out, the hallways were morphed into rose archways, miracles were used to perform magic tricks to surprise the new students, and so on. The mood was like no other time here.

And amid it all resounded some template tsundere lines.

“L-Like I said, I’m not giving you a tour for your sake. It’d just be a bother if you got lost in front of me! Here, this is the cafeteria. Make sure not to forget it!” Stella declared, jabbing a finger at a new student.

She had silver hair—as long as it was wavy—and marine blue eyes that would absorb you right into them...if not for the distinctive glare she wore. Her lithe frame was wrapped in robes, and her youthful features made her look like a new student herself; however, her powerful aura suggested a year of education under her belt.

We stood within Saint Antohsa’s Academy of the Oravina Kingdom. It was an all girls’ academy, surrounded by a massive forest, with a dormitory for educating saints.

The dormitory housed the entire student body, making it complex and labyrinthine enough that one could fairly describe it as a maze of malicious design. It was downright impossible not to get lost during your first visit. Stella was hanging around and guiding each new wayward student she spotted.

The students gave Stella a quick bow, then fled inside the cafeteria. It was clear they didn’t understand Stella’s tsundereness.

Stella crossed her arms with a shake of her head, and I took that opportunity to strike.

“Look at you, Stella, acting like a proper upperclassman! You’re so shy you accidentally let out harsh words, but your actions themselves are kind—the fundamental dichotomy of the tsundere! Here is born Stella the second year. Underclassmen first fear her, but then they grow to respect her the more they know her!”

“Sh-Sh-Shut up! Don’t talk into my ear!”

Stella pulled me off her back and stretched her arms out so that I was as far away from her as possible. Hard to visualize? That would be because I was the staff that she was carrying.

Back in Japan, I’d been your everyday otaku high schooler, but one day a metal pipe had fallen onto me at a construction site, and that had led to me reincarnating as Stella’s staff. Or, more accurately, my soul was bound to her staff by magic. My actual body was back on Earth, asleep in a hospital, apparently. That made my life here in this fantasy world something of a dream—a fitting description for getting to spend all my time as a tsundere girl’s belonging. This was exactly what we otaku would fantasize about all the time.

Stella walked away from the cafeteria, but before long she saw a new student sitting on three big trunks. This time, she resolved to simply pretend she didn’t see anything. She started to pass her by, but...

“Hey, you,” she said, ultimately ending up in front of her anyway. “Don’t put your trunk here. It’s in the way.”

“A-Apologies. I’ll move it now! Winaria Sein... Wha? It won’t go up. Winaria Sein, Winaria Sein...!”

The first-year tried chanting over and over, but all they accomplished was kicking up dust.

Stella impatiently pointed me at the trunks. “Winaria Sein!”

Spirits of Wind, lift up the trunks.

I sensed her intentions and called out to the Wind spirits; within moments, all three trunks rose up.

“So, where’s your room?” Stella asked. The student balked, having no doubt expected her to just fling them to the side of the hallway. The pause was long enough that Stella started tapping her foot. “You must be too tired to use any miracles at this point. I’ll be generous and carry these to your room for you. B-But not for your sake or anything, okay? They’re just in the way!”

“Thank you,” the student said, rushing to her room.

But really, I should’ve been the one thanking them. I had gotten to feast on another certified tsundere moment thanks to the new student’s exhaustion. If possible, I would have shaken her hand and thanked her directly.

＊＊＊

To the first-years, this was the day of their entrance ceremony. But, to Stella, it was the start of a new term. I didn’t know the details, but Stella had been summoned by the professors to do something before class began.

“Eep, I’m gonna be late...!” Stella cried, rushing out of her room and through the festive dormitory.

Even after she’d carried the student’s trunks, Stella had encountered lost student after lost student, each of which she’d guided to their destination without fail. By the time she’d been able to leave her room on her own business, she was already close to late.

“This isn’t my first time thinking this, but tsunderes truly are goddesses,” I said. “It’s divine that you can’t overlook a single person in trouble, Stella! And it’s even more divine how you try to hide your embarrassment over being so kind!”

“Don’t distract me when I’m in a hurry!” Stella barked back while she accelerated. Her strength and agility always increased when she was stricken by embarrassment.

The plants within the dormitory all had sakura-esque pink blossoms. Stella ran through them as they fluttered down, causing some to stick to her silver hair. Her cheeks were flushed from the morning heat. Her breathing was shallow and rough. Her eyes sparkled like jewels as she faced directly forward in pursuit of her destination.

Which is to say that we reached our destination while I was enraptured by her beauty.

She ground her sprint to a halt.

We were in a quiet place surrounded by the verdancy of freshly rooted plants. The air felt especially clean here too. In front of us was a pure-white building that looked something like a church.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“This is the academy chapel. It’s a place to pray to the Goddess.”

I grimaced the moment I heard those words.

Stella, after catching her breath, pushed open the heavy wooden doors.

The inside of the chapel looked like some kind of noble villa. The distant ceiling was adorned with a grand painting, the floor had a scarlet carpet, and there were gold decorations all over the walls and pillars. It was a space so bright and sparkly it hurt the eyes. And looking down over everything was a sizable statue of the Goddess, her face veiled, yet wearing an unmistakable smile.

This world was monotheistic. A single glance at this ornate chapel made it clear how fervent worship for the singular Goddess was. Only I knew that the object of their worship was, in fact, a witch—a being reviled by all aware of them.

“Looks like your Goddess doesn’t see austerity as a virtue, huh?”

“Shh! Be quiet.”

I obliged, and the resulting silence was filled by the clack of footsteps. “Oh my. You are late by ten seconds, Stella Millesia. One must never be late for arrangements. This is common sense for the nobility, but I suppose as a commoner you are not yet familiar.”

That was close. Staves don’t normally talk here either. I gotta watch myself when people are around.

Stella was being addressed by a beautiful woman wearing a tight, formfitting dress that showed off all the curves of her body. The woman had a habit of stroking her long hair, and she had a mole above her mouth, resulting in a highly bewitching aura.

Who’s this? What kind of hot lady would diss my Stella like that?

I didn’t remember her, so I could only glare at her in protest.

Stella, meanwhile, stiffened up. “My apologies for being late. Um, Miss Head Teacher...”

The beauty twisted her lips up into a smile. “Surprised to see me, are you?”

“Yes... I thought the professor for second-years had summoned me.”

“It’s unusual, but Professor Melvia here will be taking on a dual role to teach the second-years too, aha!” came a voice. From behind the beauty hopped an elementary schooler wearing a black pointed hat...or rather, out hopped Professor Elyena.

Seeing a familiar face eased Stella’s tension a bit. “Oh, I see. But where’s Professor Speranza, then...?”

Professor Speranza had been particularly harsh on Stella last year, and the second her name came out, the atmosphere got a little strange.

“Professor Speranza has been relieved of her post,” Professor Melvia said, her expression unchanging. Professor Elyena maintained her usual smile beside her. “Her expulsion was so sudden, there wasn’t anyone left to fill the gaps but myself, the head teacher. I imagine you students will regret having missed the chance to say your farewells, but—”

“Oh no, not at all! That is totally fine,” Stella said,...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 30.12.2025
• Reihe/Serie: The Goddess Says, "Kill the Tsundere Witch!"
• Illustrationen: Kasu Komeshiro
• Übersetzer: Quof
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• Schlagworte: Boy-meets-Girl • Goddess • Humor • Isekai • Light Novel • Magic • Magic Academy
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-4362-0 / 1718343620
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-4362-7 / 9781718343627