So, after a few omakes that are pretty minor, I bring you another similarly minor omake... for what could be considered the short run anyway, since this is technically a setup for a later omake that will delve a bit into a particular event that played a big role in the Proto-Lucy arc background.

Here's a hint: The name of the omake is actually said during this chapter.

Regardless, let's head into the omake and see what comes up!


In the middle of the Royal Woods Public Park, Haiku made a couple of stretches underneath a tree, her frame mostly hidden by its shadow. Once she finished, she walked out into the sunlight, and clenched her fists.

"Okay, let's recap one more time! Mental preparation, check!"

Haiku took out a spellbook from her back.

"Spellbook, check!"

She saved it and pointed at a random spot.

"Silas!"

Once she realized what she said, the goth girl turned around and saw Silas approaching from the spot she was pointing at, sporting a neutral look.

And if her ensuing glare was any indication, she wasn't thrilled to see him.

"I'm happy to see you too, Haiku," Silas remarked. "Anyway, what are you doing here? I thought you preferred to be indoors?"

"I-I do," Haiku twiddled her fingers and looked away. "But there's something I want to try out for myself, and I can't do it indoors for fear of destroying the house."

Silas raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to summon a demon?"

"After what happened with Lucy?! No thanks!" Haiku reached for her back. "No, what I want to try out is this."

Haiku took out the spellbook and handed it to Silas, whose skepticism suddenly raised.

"Magic? You want to learn how to do magic?"

"I know it sounds weird, but hear me out first," Haiku replied. "I've been collecting these spellbooks for a long while now, and every so often the Morticians Club talks about magic, so I wanted to see if I could it myself."

Silas rolled his eyes. "Let me guess, because you're a goth girl?"

"Huh, I never thought about that-"

"I was being sarcastic!"

Silas took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead.

"Look, I understand that you believe your own things, and I'm not going to shame or scold you for them, but you have to admit that thinking you can do magic just because you're part of a caste of people who are considered magicians is a bit dumb, right?"

Haiku folded her arms and looked away.

"Hmph! Have you always been this wordy? I almost fell asleep!"

Silas clenched his fist.

I want to punch her. I want to punch her so bad!

"Well, if you honestly believe you can do magic, then I'm not going to stop you: Try to practice whatever magic you want, I'll just sit nearby and watch."

With that said, Haiku blew a raspberry at the boy as he walked to a patch of grass and sat down.

"Okay, with that out of the way, it's time to learn some magic!"

And so, Haiku snatched the spellbook back from Silas, opened it, and began searching for any spell simple enough that even a novice like her could do it.

Eventually, she found a couple of such easy spells on the Lynn caste page, and seeing how it was the counterpart of Lucy's caste, she figured it was the best option for a test.

So she aimed her palm at Silas, who remained motionless as the girl yelled:

"Pyroken!"

Nothing happened.

"Huh?"

Haiku looked back at the page.

"Oh, maybe I need to do the movements shown here?"

The goth put the book down, took a good look at the movements and then repeated them: She held her palms together, forming a ball shape, then reeled back with one foot extended forward.

Finally, she threw her palms forward and opened them as she yelled once more:

"Pyroken!"

Again, nothing happened. And this time, it was enough to get on Haiku's nerves.

"What's going on!?"

"You're wasting your time, simple as that," Silas replied, rolling his eyes. "Now, how about you close that spellbook, and give this ridiculous idea some rest-"

"No! There has to be some kind of Lynn caste spell that I can do!" Haiku stated.

"Why does it even have to be a spell from Lynn's caste?" Silas pointed out. "Why not just try to learn spells from the caste you're part of already?"

But Silas' words fell on deaf ears as Haiku surfed through the pages, looking for a spell easy enough to invoke.

"Fireball!"

"Fire Breath!"

"Phoenix Dropkick!"

Not a single one of the spells worked. In fact, the only thing Haiku managed to accomplish was exhaust herself.

"Leave it to the Lynn caste to require intense body movements," Haiku mused. "But still, I don't get it, why can't

"First off, I highly doubt someone who rarely exercises has the right to call minor arm motions and yelling as "intense body movements," Silas replied as he walked to Haiku's side and helped her get up. "Second of all, you're never going to be able to cast Lynn-caste magic because Lincoln made sure something like that could never happen."

Haiku blinked twice. "What?"

Silas rubbed his forehead.

"Just, try to think logically for a second, okay? In this new reality, every caste has a specific set of powers that are exclusive to them: Members of the Lola caste don't have super speed, members of Luan's caste can't control lighting, and so on and so forth."

"Yeah, I know that: It's one of the first lessons I ever learned," Haiku replied with a stern tone. "But why do you bring this up?"

"Because magic, thanks to Lincoln's influence, works the same way," Silas stated. "Only certain castes can use certain types of magic: Lynn caste can use fire magic, Lana caste can use earth magic, and so on-"

"But wait! I've seen members of Lucy's caste conjure up black flames, and flames are a part of fire magic! How do you explain that?!"

"You were either seeing Lucy herself conjuring the flames, or a Lynn-Lucy cross-caste, who have a combination of fire and dark magic."

"No, it wasn't Lucy... it was a girl who looked oddly similar to her, but not Lucy herself," Haiku sighed. "At this rate, I feel like standing out in Walpurgisnacht is going to be even more difficult!"

That statement caught Silas' attention.

"Walpurgisnacht?"

"It's a holiday on the 30th of April, about witchcraft and magic and that jazz, with a main event that only Lucy's most loyal followers can pass-"

"I know what Walpurgisnacht is, but why do you bring it up?"

"Well, remember the Morticians Club?"

Silas lowered his eyelids. "I don't go to your school, remember?"

"Right, well, whatever: Walpurgisnacht will begin next week, and thAT club invited me because they think that, since I was so close with Lucy, that I'd be able to accomplish the event no problem."

Silas sighed and rubbed his forehead.

Oh, Haiku, if only I could tell you that's a horrible idea without revealing I know more than I let on.

Once he got his thoughts together, he asked.

"Does Lucy know how to do magic?"

Haiku flinched.

"W-Well... She's the matriarch of a caste full of magicians, surely she knows how to-"

"Have you ever seen her do magic?"

Haiku winced.

"I... May have never seen her perform magic before, b-but so what!? She just needs to think about it and then bam, she'll do it like it's nobidy's business!"

Silas sighed. "And thanks to Lincoln, that statement holds more weight than you think."

Haiku raised an eyebrow as Silas walked away.

"Anyway, I got something to do elsewhere. Have fun with that whole Walpurgisnacht thing."

The guy waved goodbye, and as soon as he was out of sight, Haiku began packing up, sporting a pouty face.

Geez, who does that Silas think he is? How can he talk about Lucy so calmly?! He only ever met her once and then never hung out with her again; I've been by her side since kindergarten!

Haiku huffed.

I'm going to show that kid! I'll pass Walpurgisnacht with flying colors, and that'll prove I'm Lucy's best friend, once and for all!