In the original game, Bread Academy, or [Esdinas of Heaven], angels are not enemies.
Although they play a role in some bad endings, the primary antagonists are usually demons—footsoldiers of the Demon King. However, there are instances where players must face off against angels.
This happens when a heroine becomes an angel.
While this situation is extremely challenging, the game doesn’t immediately end in a black screen if the heroine is possessed by an angel.
Just as chemotherapy can sometimes save a cancer patient by removing the tumor, it’s also possible to save a heroine who has been possessed by an angel.
– Defeat the [Angel OOO] within 3 turns!
[Special Condition] If you reduce their HP to 3% and use [Persuade]…?
In the same way.
The game operates in this way. When a heroine is the one possessed, the difficulty becomes extreme, and many players say that if an angel possesses a heroine, it’s better to give up on that playthrough.
– Even if you destroy the heroine’s halo and exorcise the angel, the heroine never comes back anyway.
The first method.
Halo Destruction.
As seen with Angelica’s halo, you can simply destroy the angel’s halo with brute force.
– Then you need to go deep into their mental world, and it becomes extremely difficult to wake up the heroine.
In Angelica’s case, the heroine’s soul was sealed, meaning it takes some time to wake her up.
– And if the angel jumps into another ‘host’ and goes on a rampage, that’s a whole other headache, isn’t it?
Even after defeating the angel, its soul can linger as a wraith, looking for its next target, meaning players have to go through the trouble of finding and eliminating the angel’s soul too.
So what’s the second option?
Is there a way to defeat the angel without destroying the halo, keeping the possessed heroine’s mind intact while only expelling the angel?
– Do you guys know why the item [OOO’s Underwear] exists…? Hehe.
Now, here’s the method used to seal the angel within Yuribel’s body.
“So you’re telling me there’s an angel sealed inside this underwear?”
“That’s right.”
“…”
Instructor Kadisha looked at the underwear inside the case with a complicated expression.
“So, an angel is inside the underwear?”
“Yes. It possessed the panties.”
“Why?”
“The angel tried to escape Yuribel’s body but got stuck in the underwear while fleeing.”
To some, this may seem embarrassing, but unfortunately, it’s the reality.
“I knew angels could possess clothing, but of all things, why the underwear she was wearing?”
“Thanks to that, the angel can’t use any of its divine powers and just stays still.”
“It’s shaking a bit, though.”
“Even if it’s trembling, what can a pair of underwear do?”
Inside the magically constructed case, a white pair of panties with a red ribbon trembled slightly, as if vibrating like a cellphone.
If a phone vibrates too much, it might move off the table and fall somewhere, but the angel inside Yuribel had its vibration set to the lowest, resting motionless as if placed on a cushion.
“If this was a doll controlled by Evangeline, the angel might have tried to use the doll’s body to take revenge—maybe sneaking in with a kitchen knife while you’re asleep.”
While the angel was inside a person, it could manipulate the body to use its strength.
“But can a pair of panties grip a kitchen knife?”
Yet now, it’s just a triangle-shaped piece of underwear.
“Is the halo still intact?”
“As long as the halo is floating above it, it’s a sign that the angel is still inside. If the halo disappeared, that would be more concerning.”
Even though the halo hovered above the underwear, the angel couldn’t move while trapped inside the magic-sealed case.
“Unless someone breaks the non-attribute mana barrier and puts the underwear on their head, the possession will stay sealed.”
This is not just in-game speculation, but a hypothesis based on real experiences dealing with angels in this world.
“…On their head, not… below?”
“Possession happens through the mind. When an angel tries to possess someone conscious or with their mind intact, it’s not easy. The point of contact needs to be close to the head for possession to be effective.”
I shrugged, making a gesture of reaching toward the head of Yuribel, now referred to as ‘Student Yuribel’.
“With this, we’ve defeated the second angel. And on top of that… we’ve secured the angel’s soul.”
“…”
“Instructor Kadisha?”
I pointed to Instructor Kadisha’s magic pad.
“The magic pad doesn’t seem to be connected right now.”
“…”
Instructor Kadisha scratched her cheek awkwardly.
Until now, the conversation had been only between Instructor Kadisha and me, but there were clearly other people in the infirmary.
Yunia, Ludmila, Evangeline, myself, Instructor Esta, Instructor Kadisha, and the still-unconscious Yuribel.
“Instructor Esta, it seems like your magic pad isn’t connected either.”
“…Let’s say it’s due to a temporary signal disruption caused by the magic reaction from subduing the angel.”
Instructor Esta looked out the window, making a suitable excuse.
“With both instructors having stopped reporting through their magic tablets, the Academy staff might find it suspicious. And the moment it stopped was…”
“When you, Student Phoenix, grabbed the head of Angel Yuribel.”
Esta and Kadisha both pointed toward the underwear enclosed in the barrier.
“Kadisha, what do you think?”
“If it was something to be made public, we wouldn’t be hiding it like this.”
Kadisha mimed tapping her magic pad, and Instructor Esta nodded heavily in agreement.
“Kadisha.”
“Yeah?”
“Is there any spare underwear in the infirmary?”
“…There’s no way the infirmary has spare underwear lying around.”
Kadisha hesitated slightly before denying Esta’s question.
“That’s a problem. Ederson, the Dean of Academic Affairs, is approaching right now.”
“Shall I go out and buy us some time?”
Ludmila raised her hand.
Instructor Esta looked at Ludmila with surprise for a moment, but quickly shook her head and pointed toward Yuribel.
“Even if you buy us time, it’s still an issue. If only Yuribel’s underwear is missing when she wakes up, and someone asks, ‘Why are only her underwear gone?’ what do we say then?”
“That’s…”
“In that case, there’s no other choice.”
Clap.
“Everyone, may I have your attention?”
I clapped my hands to gather everyone’s focus, pointing toward the unconscious Yuribel still lying on the examination table.
“If we just hide the underwear containing the angel in some case, won’t it be a problem if Yuribel wakes up and realizes her underwear is gone?”
“That’s right.”
“So the solution is simple. To hide a leaf, you hide it in the forest. And if you stole something, you burn down the house to hide the theft.”
“I’m not sure about that metaphor, but I get what you’re saying.”
Kadisha made a mock gesture of a bomb exploding while pointing toward Yuribel.
“You’re saying we should take it off?”
“Not exactly ‘take it off’, more like a [Blow Off], as it happened with the Student Council President.”
“…He’s coming.”
Esta pointed toward the stairs.
“It looks like the student council president is coming with him too.”
“Alright. We don’t have much time. If we want to create a similar effect, I’ll need the help of three people.”
I quickly briefed the trio on the situation.
“E-e-excuse me?”
“…Are we really supposed to do this?”
“Is that really okay?”
Yunia looked flustered, Ludmila bit her lower lip, and Evangeline nervously shifted her gaze back and forth, swallowing hard.
“There’s nothing wrong with it. If we set it up like this, we can handle the situation smoothly. Just do your best to act natural.”
I pointed to the underwear with the angel trapped inside.
“If someone’s trying to exploit the angel, they might try to wear that underwear. Whether it’s a man putting it on his head or a woman actually wearing it, the angel could possess the body either way.”
“…We have to hide it.”
Kadisha nodded gravely.
“Can you do it? Everyone?”
“…Phew.”
Ludmila let out a deep sigh and reached forward.
“Let’s get it done.”
* * *
[Outside the Old School Building Entrance.]
“It’s been 15 minutes since we lost contact with the Old School Building.”
“Dean Ederson, aren’t you worrying a bit too much?”
“That’s not the case.”
Dean Ederson shook his head gravely toward the other staff members.
“It’s unusual that both Instructor Esta and Instructor Kadisha have stopped reporting. Moreover…”
“The fact that neither of them answer is an even bigger problem.”
The Student Council President added from beside him.
“Perhaps the angel has set up some kind of barrier. We were certain we had captured the angel earlier, but there may have been an accident during verification.”
Student Council President Keyarnim drew a rapier from his waist, gripping it tightly.
“Who knows what dangers might unfold? I will go in as well.”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
“I’m the Student Council President.”
With a firm nod, Keyarnim, the Student Council President, pointed toward his rapier, softly glowing with a faint aura, reaffirming his resolve.
“Let’s go. We must protect the people in the Old School Building!”
Ta-at.
With a swift motion, the two of them headed toward the infirmary. A sharp, stinging sensation seemed to fill the air, as though it could slice through their skin. Those who followed closely behind them felt an odd tension emanating from the infirmary, and they swallowed hard.
“…I’ll open it.”
The moment Dean Ederson was about to reach out for the door.
Boommm!
Suddenly, a deafening explosion, as if a massive gust of wind had burst out from inside, sent the infirmary door flying off its hinges with a loud crash.
“!!”
Just as Dean Ederson and Student Council President Keyarnim were about to rush in, each flanking the doorway—
“Oh, no.”
The embarrassed voice of Phoenix, a special class student, burst out, sounding embarrassed.
“I didn’t expect it to turn out like this.”
On the bed, Phoenix stood gripping Yuribel’s head, awkwardly smiling down at the now ‘exploded’ Yuribel.
Her clothing, to be precise, had exploded.
Who would have thought her clothes would blow up? Hahaha.”
Pieces of Yuribel’s clothes fluttered down like flower petals from the ceiling.
There was no doubt they had been Yuribel’s clothes, as there was nothing else that could have caused such an explosion.
Yunia stood covering her face with one hand, Ludmila had sunk to the floor, her face flushed red all the way to her ears, and the two instructors, both of them scowling, glared daggers at the intruders.
“What on earth do you think you’re doing!?”
Evangeline, tense and visibly flustered, ran toward Phoenix.
First, a knee to the leg.
Then, an elbow to the solar plexus.
And finally, an uppercut to the chin.
“Guhk!”
Phoenix toppled backward, nose bleeding from Evangeline’s three-hit combo, looking like the scene of an absurd play.
“Ahem.”
“…Ahem, Ahem.”
Without even a moment to register the surreal nature of the scene, the two men, who had intended to storm into the infirmary, immediately turned their heads away.
After all, they were gentlemen.
