Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

This is not something that can be accomplished simply by making a human sound.

This is Stella's true power.

Or rather, this is her true sword-wielding ability.

"—'Dragon God Possession'!"

Stella fully awakened her power, and instead of letting the sudden surge of power overwhelm her reason, she gradually controlled the power erupting from her body, causing the surrounding light and heat to swirl around her as she moved according to her thoughts.

"Next, we'll try to activate the power."

"Smash it with all your might."

Before anyone knew it, Shinomiya Kurono had already grasped her Spirit Gear in her hand, her gaze fixed intently on Stella.

"Yes!"

"—'Dragon Tremor Kick'!"

As Stella spoke, her ample thighs suddenly stepped forward and then slammed down.

"boom--"

The phantom dragon behind Stella suddenly spread its wings.

Amidst the explosive sound, Stella's foot shattered the ground, and countless lava-like substances flowed out from the cracks in the collapsed ground, turning the ground beneath her feet into a hellish lava field.

"Very good, the power is well controlled."

Shinguji Kurono nodded in satisfaction.

From small things, one can see great things. Even though it was just a simple display of power, it was clear that Stella had great control over her own power.

Stella's current control over her powers is completely different from her clumsy performance just three days ago.

Three days of this training have already passed.

Three days ago, after learning from Makoto Haramura that Stella had awakened her true abilities, she brought Stella here for training.

The purpose is to help Stella fully control how to use her supernatural abilities.

After all, the stronger the students become, the greater their chances of winning the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival.

“Great, that way you’ll definitely give Haramura Makoto a big scare when he comes back.”

"..."

Several # symbols suddenly appeared on Stella's forehead, and her calm eyes were suddenly filled with the light of the raging flames.

"Makoto?"

Stella raised her inherent spiritual weapon high, pointing the Fel Dragon Sin Sword towards the sky. With a deafening roar, astonishing flames suddenly erupted from the sword.

"They just disappeared like that, without even telling me."

The ever-burning anger became the nourishment for the flames.

The flames burned directly into a huge pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky, dissolving the ceiling of the training ground, piercing through it, and soaring into the heavens.

"You promised to help me control my power."

"boom--"

From the cracks in the ground below, crimson blood gushed out.

This is magma, real magma.

Just like a volcano erupting, lava continuously spewed from the ground, breaking through the earth along the cracks in the battle zone, turning the entire training ground into a crater and a lake of lava.

The scorching heat disrupted the entire training ground, with waves of heat constantly surging forth.

"He even said, he even said, he even said he'd come back and continue..."

Anger continued to rise, and flames continued to escalate.

"Stella, don't lose control."

"Control your emotions."

Shinomiya Kurono's lips twitched, and she raised the Spirit Armor in her hand, seemingly about to shoot Stella.

"Need not."

Suddenly, a figure glided past Shinguji Kuroko, appearing beside her. Just as Shinguji Kuroko was about to react, a male hand with distinct knuckles pressed down on her gun.

"Stella, control yourself."

The man took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the Crimson Lotus Queen, who seemed to be in purgatory, and with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, he called out.

"Makoto?"

Stella slowly turned around, and the pillars of fire that were erupting around her vanished instantly.

It wasn't the kind of disappearance that was extinguished, but rather a disappearance as if it were directly erased from the scene.

It felt as if Stella had never used her powers at all.

Only the melted ceiling, the dilapidated training ground, the rolling heat waves, and the scorching heat that made you feel like you were in a furnace testified to what had just happened.

"Sincerity—"

The sound just now was one of doubt, but this sound has now become a complete affirmation.

Amidst flying pebbles and dust, Stella rushed straight into Makoto Haramura's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

"I am back."

With boundless tenderness in his eyes, Makoto Haramura placed his hand on Stella's head and gently stroked it.

"Sorry, I left without saying goodbye."

"I didn't keep my promise to help you train your strength."

Her chest was padded like a little pig, and her blood-red hair gently brushed against her collar. Perhaps because it was blocked, Stella's voice was somewhat muffled.

"It's alright, Makoto must have gone to take care of important business."

"After all, it's the God of War's training, so it's normal to be a little anxious."

Just a moment ago she was the fiery Crimson Lotus Queen, but now she's just a little girl in love.

Hey, isn't this a bit too much of a contrast?

Shinguji Kurono's eyelids twitched wildly.

She had spent so much effort training with Stella these past few days, and several times she went berserk, which she only managed to control by using her ability to rewind time.

In the end, they were all less successful than someone else's lover coming back and saying a single word.

That's so true!

"Have you finished your training?"

Despite thinking this to herself, Shinomiya Kurono still curiously leaned over and asked Haramura Makoto.

Although I haven't witnessed Haramura Makoto's growth, his unpredictable footwork just now was already close to Nishikyo Nene's level.

Shinguji Kurono, who is frequently approached by Nishikyo Nene in this manner, has the absolute right to speak on this matter.

She is now very curious about Makoto Haramura's growth.

"I guess you could say that, albeit barely."

"Although it was a bit tough, we managed to finish it after rushing around for a while."

Shinomiya Kurono's question directly triggered Haramura Makoto's memories of the past few days, and an unnatural bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"As expected, Makoto, you've suffered a lot."

Stella had left Haramura Makoto's embrace at some point, and gently stroked his tattered sleeve with her hand, speaking softly.

The clothes Makoto Haramura is wearing now are the same ones he wore that morning when he came out with her.

Back then, it was clean and tidy, and when worn by Makoto Haramura, it gave off the feeling of a dashing young man.

However, it now appears dilapidated.

The white shirt was covered in stains, and the sleeves of the jacket had many knife cuts.

Not just the jacket, but also the pants.

"Fortunately, Stella is the same."

"To be able to control it so well in such a short time is not something that can be done easily."

"okay……"

Shinguji Kuro, standing nearby, couldn't stand it any longer.

She felt like a giant light bulb, standing there while these two people could easily forget her existence.

"How about this."

"The training ground that was recently tidied up has showers and spare uniforms."

"Go wash up and tidy yourself up first."

Shinomiya Kurono's lips curled up slightly, a sly smile appearing on her face.

"You'll feel more truly how Stella has grown over these three days if you experience it for yourself."

"good."

"That's a good idea."

The two of them immediately seemed to be on the same wavelength and answered at the same time.

Perhaps for them, sparring is simply a part of their daily interactions, and even without Shinguji Kurono's reminder, this match would have come soon anyway.

"Stella, will you wait for me for a moment?"

"Ok."

The saccharine scent of romance continued to spread to the surroundings.

Even Shinguji Kuro, a married woman, was finding it hard to bear and wanted to escape.

But her curiosity about the situation prevented her from moving.

"So, Stella, are you confident?"

Standing at the bathroom door, listening to the rushing water inside, Shinomiya Kurono crossed her arms and asked with ill intent.

"Of course I'm confident."

Stella tucked a strand of hair that had fallen to her temple into her sleeve and answered with a firm and resounding voice.

Shinomiya Kurono's clumsy attempt to provoke Stella was ineffective; she always gave her all in her battles with Haramura Makoto.

Although they are lovers, it doesn't stop them from competing with each other.

"Dang Dang Dang——"

The phone suddenly rang.

That wasn't anyone else's phone; it was Shinguji Kurono's phone.

Shinomiya Kurono quickly took out her phone, and her eyebrows slightly raised as she looked at the name displayed on the screen.

"Hey, what's up, Kurogane-kun?"

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Based on this, we can confirm that the caller on the other end of the phone was Shizuku Kurogane, not Ikki Kurogane.

Kurogane Shizuku's voice wasn't particularly loud, so Stella didn't hear the conversation clearly. However, as she answered the phone, Shinguji Kuroko's brows furrowed little by little.

"what happened?"

As soon as Shinomiya Kurono hung up the phone, Stella immediately asked in confusion.

"The Black Iron family is causing trouble again. I'll go deal with it."

The veins on her forehead throbbed like worms, clearly showing that Shinomiya Kurono was extremely unhappy.

"You two can continue on your own, I won't keep you company."

"Wow—"