Painting the Strongest Into a Fairytale

Blurb 1: On a routine mission abroad, Go encountered Elian, a French boy being chased by a cursed spirit. Faced with such a scene, of course the kindhearted strongest sorcerer would choose to “slay the dragon and save the princess,” so he casually fired off a clean Hollow Purple, and the cursed spirit vanished in an instant. Elian stared blankly. “A-a snow fairy?” Go, proudly putting his hands on his hips in his mind: “The dragon’s role ends here. No need to thank me~” Elian, wanting to speak but stopping himself, then wanting to speak again, finally looked tearfully toward where the cursed spirit had vanished. “But, but I was actually playing hide-and-seek with my cursed spirit friend.” One fewer friend in his circle, so sad, QAQ~ Then Elian glanced thoughtfully at the pretty snow fairy. Maybe he could become friends with Mr. Snow Fairy instead. That would add one friend to his circle, so all things considered, he wouldn’t have lost anyone! Elian cheered. “Yay! It’s decided, then~” And so While exorcising a cursed spirit, Elian dropped out of the sky. “Need a hand?” At a Parisian dessert shop, Elian rose on his toes and offered him an ice cream. “Have some ice cream~” Go shook off the little tail for three kilometers, then turned around to find Elian panting on a broomstick. “Mr. Snow Fairy, wait for me~” Go tilted his head. “Wow, looks like I’ve got a clingy little tail?” After returning to Japan, Go enrolled at Jujutsu High, only to discover that before long, Elian had followed him all the way there with a suitcase in tow. Go put on a serious face, certain of it. “That’s right. I’ve got an adorable little tail following me!” Still, Go, with Elian’s little tail clinging to him, scooped up a huge bite of the strawberry tart Elian had brought as an offering to the snow fairy and wolfed it down. “Having an adorable little tail follow me isn’t so bad, actually~” One day, Go went to the infirmary. “Shoko, Elian loves hanging out with me so much. He must be in love with me!” Shoko gave him a tired, noncommittal reply. “Wait, you two haven’t gotten together yet? Fine, fine, he must be in love with you. So?” Go pretended to be reluctant. “So I’ve decided I’ll graciously accept his confession. What do you think?” Shoko closed her eyes, exhausted. “Sure, whatever makes you happy.” Not long afterward, Go returned to the infirmary and paced back and forth. Shoko, sleepy and at the end of her patience: “What do you want now?” Go looked incredulous. “But Elian turned down my confession. Could it be that he really only sees me as a friend?” Suguru, arriving after hearing the news, immediately showed his true colors as a terrible friend. “Hahaha! Go, your day has finally come!” How could this happen? And so Jujutsu High descended into a chaotic battle of romantic wits. Blurb 2: A childish dreamer with a strong sense of wonder has arrived at Jujutsu High. The sentences he writes warp the laws of physics, creating absurd, whimsical effects straight out of a fairy tale. He sees his classmates as adventure companions, and thinks exorcising cursed spirits and saving people together is a game of slaying dragons and rescuing princesses. In the middle of a battle Elian: “Pause the battle! It’s teatime.” Every enemy in range suddenly sits in a circle to drink tea. Anyone who breaks the rules gets spanked by fairy-tale guards. When being chased Elian: “Want to play hide-and-seek? You’re it~” He writes, “The seeker will be blindfolded.” The next second, the hide-and-seek countdown begins. The pursuers are blindfolded and frozen in place, while Elian strolls away. Everyday life at Jujutsu High Behind every ridiculous school rule is an even more ridiculous story. Since Elian arrived, a new rule has been added: “No laying red carpets in the hallways, scattering flower petals, or turning the stairs into piano keys.” Elian puffs out his cheeks. “Huh? But Go said it was the strongest’s grand entrance ritual!” In the background, Go happily bounds along the piano-key stairs, a cheerful tune playing with each leap. When people comment on him Elian says earnestly, “I’m not childish! It’s the ultimate strategy. Someone who turns the world into a playground can never lose!” If the world is a fairy tale that has fallen into reality, then I’m the child secretly rewriting the ending. Be careful, grown-ups. Your reality is only a draft I haven’t edited yet. Theme: May fairy tales never fall into reality. Theme: May “fairy tales” never fall into “reality.”