Chapter 7

Objectum

Author Notes

So chapter 7 already. Nice, this one is a short one, obviously cause by the importance of the last one, o and a question, did you get the artist of the concert in chapter 6?, is pretty famous. Since there in nothing more to say, hope you like this chapter.

And leave a review if you want :).

Declaimer: I don't own any characters from Little Witch Academia, I'm just doing this for fun.


Several days had passed since the concert, and Akko was searching for all kinds of information regarding event planning. Sometimes, she came across mediocre or empty resources, but other times, she found technical books and guides that presented a certain level of difficulty. However, knowing how stubborn she was, she didn't give up and tried to decipher the scribbles and diagrams in the files.

"Oh, so this is what they were referring to," to her surprise, she found herself understanding this material more than all the magic classes she had taken at her previous school. In fact, her imagination was already starting to wander with incredibly wild and exciting ideas that could take the experience of people to a whole new level beyond what could normally be achieved.

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During one of these study sessions, if they could be called that, her mother knocked on the door.

"I'm coming," Akko responded. "Can I talk to you for a moment, dear?" Haruko asked. "Sure, Mom, tell me what you need," she replied, already turning the doorknob. "Um, it would be better if we discussed it in the living room, if you don't mind," she suggested with a hint of nervousness. "Alright, give me a moment to organize my things."

Akko turned back, shut down her computer, and gathered her notes. Then she left her room and found her mother already seated in the living room.

Her mother looked at her for a few seconds and said, "Would you like to accompany me on a business trip to Europe?" Akko looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Which country?"

"To Norway," Akko took a breath and exhaled upon hearing the response.

While she may have overcome many of the traumas left by her time in England, she didn't feel strong enough at the moment to meet any of her former classmates. "Mom, I'm sorry, but I really want to focus on what I'm doing right now, and traveling is tiring, tedious, long, among other things. Besides, I'm still underage. Are you sure they will accept me? Won't there be any problems?" She wanted to play hard to get, but with a quite valid argument after all, in this new path she was about to embark on, she didn't want to take a step without being prepared.

"Akko, my dear, I know you really want to dedicate all your time to this new purpose, and traveling to Europe, is not something you feel very comfortable with. But this time, I need you. You know that despite being Norway, English is the easiest way to communicate, and I don't speak or understand it as well as you do." Akko nodded in understanding and finally said, "Alright, I'll do it, Mom." The elder nodded excitedly and said, "The trip will be in a week, and when you're packing your things, make sure to include a formal outfit. And don't worry about your age, in this case, there won't be any problem since I'm you will work for me."

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Closing the matter, Akko returned to her room and checked the calendar to mark the exact date of the trip so as not to forget it. As she looked at the month, she realized something: it had been several months already, and the day to return to Luna Nova and make her decision was getting closer.

"It's almost time, well, everything in due time, Atsuko," she said to herself.

She opened her laptop and continued studying.

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POV-Diana

It was midday, and she was in her room reviewing various topics they had covered in class. In this way, she would never cease to be at the top of the academy and maintain a certain status befitting of her family name.

The small vacation period had been quite peaceful so far. There were a few important gatherings at home, but nothing she couldn't handle, except for the annoying young nobles who always approached her with ulterior motives. The simple solution to this was to give them a cold, characteristic glare, and their attempts would immediately cease. Despite this minor setback, the connections she had established were of a high level, and this was another step towards rebuilding her legacy.

As for her plan to see Akko again, it was turning into a complete failure. No matter how many letters she sent to the faculty and the headmistress, seeking information about Akko's exact whereabouts, she always received a negative response. This left her only hope in the possibility of encountering Akko by chance, and for her, that was the worst outcome they could give her.

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"Miss," she heard Anna speak. "Your aunt needs you in her office to discuss an urgent matter," she added. "Anna, tell her I'll be there in five minutes," Diana replied, receiving an affirmation. She immediately stopped studying, got up, glanced at the mirror, fixed herself a bit, and left the room.

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As she walked through the halls, she encountered one of her cousins, who was probably heading back to her room or somewhere else.

If they didn't meddle with her family's relics and history, she couldn't care less about what they did.

As Maril passed by her side, she looked at her and said, "I hope you enjoy your trip, Diana." 'Trip?' she wondered to herself. Her cousin continued on her way without saying another word.

With doubts flooding her mind, she arrived at her aunt's office and knocked on the door. "Come in," came the response from inside. Diana entered the office and greeted, "Good afternoon, Aunt Daryl. Did you need me for something?" Her aunt looked up, her tone serious. "Yes, Diana. There has been a problem with one of the relics I sold, and I need you to go and fix it." Upon hearing this, an uncontrollable anger began to rise within her.

'ANOTHER PIECE!'

She clenched her fists until they turned white, but in doing so, she managed to control herself. She really didn't want to explode at this moment. "Where do I need to go?" the young woman asked, almost gritting her teeth. "The client is in Norway. The trip is in a week. Don't worry about the cost of the ticket; I'll cover it. And as always, I expect excellent results."

'HOW DARE SHE,' Diana spun around and stormed out of the office without even saying goodbye. It didn't matter; her aunt knew she wouldn't refuse anyway.

She was filled with anger, and who wouldn't be when you love your heritage and see it fading away at the hands of someone irresponsible, without being able to do anything about it.

It was an uncontrollable frustration.

When she arrived at her room, she locked the door, grabbed the stuffed bear, and lay down on her bed. Unconsciously, she brought her hand with the red ribbon to her chest and waited for time to help her fall asleep, hoping to go to a place where she could release everything at her own pace.