I Became the Academy’s Pink Airhead

The [Pink Lemon Sorbet].
A massive pink spiral was unleashed, aimed at killing the [Apostle of Corrosion] once again.

Boom—!!

Black waves exploded, turning the surroundings pink for an instant. Panic flashed in the black eyes of the [Apostle of Corrosion].

"No...! That’s...!"

Grafvolrud, perhaps remembering the last time I struck him, hurriedly twisted his body to dodge. In his frantic efforts, several of the legs fixed by the tree were torn off.

Crack—!

With the sound of his carapace being forcefully twisted and broken, Grafvolrud's angry voice growled.

"Grk...?! Did you think I'd fall for the same trick twice—!!"

With a frantic flap of his wings, the centipede elder took to the skies. It seemed the pain made it impossible for him to crawl as before.

Screech—!!

The pink spiral narrowly missed him as he dodged.

‘As expected… a creature that evades, summons minions, pressures with status effects, and wears down the enemy with endless ambushes and encirclements.’

But such a crafty creature had a fatal flaw.

‘Jumping to evade is a double-edged sword.’

A place out of reach from ground-based attacks.
It may seem like a safe haven, but...

“There’s no cover, and your ability to change direction is limited... It’s a more vulnerable spot than any other—☆”

"What?!"

Hilde and I had already positioned ourselves to the right and left of the flying creature. Each of us clenched our fists as we ascended.

Hilde was surrounded by blue-white lightning,
while I was wrapped in pink hearts as we faced each other.

"Lara—!"
"Hilde—!"

We called out to each other and grinned.
Clear ether gathered in our fists.

‘Indeed… Girls’ talk is done with fists.’

The centipede elder screamed as he saw the flashing [Unique Ether] on both sides.

"Fools—!! Do you think I’ll just let this happen—!!"

Grafvolrud, floating in the air, desperately flapped his wings, trying to escape upwards. That was the only direction left to flee, given the encirclement Hilde and I had set.

Right.
When your escape route becomes that obvious—♪

The centipede elder, fleeing upwards, was horrified.

"What?!"

From above, a wave of purple weapons surged like a net meant to catch a bird, tightly sealing off Grafvolrud's retreat.@@novelbin@@

From afar, Freyja muttered in disbelief.

"Did he really think he could escape upwards...?"

"You fool?!"

"No, it's not 'fool,' it’s 'woman'..."