Chapter 6: The Battle of the Cosmos

     The distant kingdom, wrapped in the celestial light of innumerable stars, threatened to submerge every point of neglect. The visions of the other world made one ponder whether they had already been transposed into their own dream fantasies.

     To immerse oneself within the night, it was as if Heaven and Earth had their inverted positions.

     However, this description was not necessarily true. After all, Itsuka Shido was at an astronomical zenith higher than the heavens, a place that had planet earth under the eyes of the viewer: the great cosmos.

     Everyone knew the space. Everyone was aware of emptiness. However, not many can say that they have invaded the dominion of the gods. Of course, the various species on Earth could not survive here.

     Not only does the absence of essential oxygen prevent biological processes from occurring, but cosmic rays, which were normally blocked by the atmosphere, would cause detrimental effects on any living organism. Unlike a fantastic landscape, this was a world desolate and devoid of life.

     Despite these unfavorable odds, Shido, without the help of a spacesuit or anything to preserve his life, floated to the center of attention.

     Although that might be so, it was a matter of time. Shido did not enter the cosmos for simply sightseeing or swimming. He was there to undo the seal of the lonely girl's heart that had fallen into an eternal dream within that barren, empty space.

     "Mukuro."

     Shidou said his name calmly. Mukuro. Hoshimiya Mukuro. The miserable name of the Spirit whispered. A girl with golden hair that was longer than her body and Floating in a thematic Constellation with a dress that seemed to interweave her slender body gently moving in front of Shido.

     Emotion does not exist in his innocent face. His magnificent pair of golden eyes still saw the world without a touch of interest.

     "------ Hm."

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     Mukuro exhaled gave a sigh and spoke.

     "You are Pestilence [1] in its essence, and a poor remembrance to add."

     "Yes, I am a fool who does not give up and accept the intentions of other people"

     Shido lifted the corners of his mouth as he declared, while Mukuro simply sighed again.

     However, he could not find in himself a place to harbor his displeasure at him.

     Of course, that did not mean that the opposite was true. To be precise, Mukuro showed absolutely no emotion to Shido, either malice or kindness.

     This expressionless act merely delayed its innate sense towards the elimination of the intruders in its territory. Abnormal mood aroused the puppet word inside Shido's mind.

     "............"

     However, that was understandable. Shido looked at the cane-shaped key held in the palm of his hand. It was the angel "Michael", who possessed the ability to seal the functions of any object with its point stabbing it in the object giving a single turn.

     According to Mukuro, she has used that power in herself, closing the window to her heart.

     Exactly what resulted from that was a cold personality, affecting the mind of Mukuro.

     However, from that result, be it joy, anger, sadness or pleasure, Mukuro did not possess any of those feelings.

     And yet she, who had lost all that was in that place far from the surface, was not disturbed by anyone and was not observed by anyone, leading only to a purpose of vagrancy.

     That's why Shido asked once again, having been rejected once before.

     By the way, what does it ask you to come back to, even if the present does not waver? Mukuro inclined his head and questioned himself. It was more likely because of his bored expression that the act of bowing his head seemed a teasing taunt.

     That is a fact: I spoke to you again, Mukuro.

     "How absurd. The past reiterates: to be attracted by your hypocrisy Confuse Muku. Muku has not sought salvation- "

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     "That is wrong."

     Shido interrupted Mukuro's words in a stern voice. He looked her firmly in the eyes and continued.

     I have not come to speak with your present self. I came to talk to the previous you, the real Hoshimiya Mukuro whose heart is closed by Michael. "

     "... Huh? "

     Mukuro gave a snort of disapproval without making the slightest change of expression

     "Fie. Do not you believe in selfish Muku? Muku refuses again and again, but he does not dare.

     How do you observe Muku?

     "It's true, what you said before. But why did you close your heart? I have not really gotten a clear answer from you for this question. "

     As if with intense satisfaction, Shido clenched his fists tightly. Mukuro's words suddenly appeared inside Shido's head.

     "Perjury was not upon me. Do you ask why? The confiscation was dispensable, not because of the aspects of the misfortune I say. I'm not what I used to be anymore. In her earlier conversation, Mukuro had claimed that she sealed her own heart of her own free will.

     However, when he was right, he responded with an ambiguous answer. Or she had been deliberately deceived by Shido, or she really could not remember with much certainty. It is true that his intentions had made such a drastic decision that it should not be simple.

     "... Ah, that's right. Why did not I notice it before? Accompanied by a sigh, Shido verbalized that phrase. It was not for Mukuro, but for himself. He directed that doubt to his old self that had been lost when Mukuro's rejection struck his weakness. It was laughable, for him Itsuka Shido did not perceive it until the moment he spoke.

     "I'll ask you one more time, Mukuro. Why are you in a place like this, and why did you seal your heart? What has happened in the universe?

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     "............"

     Mukuro put on a sad face, his mouth closed. After a few seconds, he let out a sigh.

     Well, right away.

     Soon, as if his ears were deafening to Shido's inquiry, Mukuro appeared to "Michael" in his hands and pointed his finger in his direction.

     "Pay attention to my warnings otherwise it is your leisure. In the same way, however, Muku will review your discretion.

     As he made his remarks, the floating rocks and mechanical debris surrounding Mukuro bombed Shido in a devastating bombardment as if under his visual influence.

     "Ugh!"

     The sudden onslaught forced Shido to hold his breath, though it was not as if he were mentally unprepared. At present, Mukuro had also assaulted him unannounced during his last dialogue.

     If Shido had not been conversing with her through a three-dimensional projection of himself, she would surely have died quite a few times.

     However, being prepared had nothing to do with being able to react properly.

     The incoming alluvium resembles a dart discharge at most.

     Even so, when it merged with the power of a Spirit, the attack could match the destruction of a miniature meteor shower.

     Fragments of debris flying into Shido could rip up his bones and tear his flesh.

     "Kuh--"

     Shido defended himself with both hands, making sure to protect his head by pulling his body.

     Since he possessed the healing flames of Kotori within his body, unless he was killed in an instant, there was an opportunity for Shido to fully recover.

     "--Hey?!"

     Having hoped to be ruthlessly beaten to death, the fearful Shido abruptly exclaimed in a fit of disbelief as something contrary to his anticipations occurred.

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     His reaction was understandable. After all, not even one of the many projectiles Mukuro had thrown had struck Shido. Each of them had flown by.

     Of course, his luck was not due to Mukuru's mismatched trajectory. It was as if Shido's body could sense the direction of the projectiles and simply avoid them, similar to how floating objects float on a liquid fan with undulating ripples on the surface.

     "This is…"

     A familiar voice echoed in Shido's earpiece.

     I will not let you take my brother so easily.

     His identity was obvious. It was the voice of Shido's sister, the commander of Ratatoskr's aircraft, Itsuka Kotori.

     She was the reason Shido was able to survive in outer space with only his normal clothes. Kotori and the gigantic airship she commanded, "Fraxinus EX", were present there as well.

     As for the warship, he is currently using the coverage of his Territory to protect Shido's body, allowing the sound of his voice to spread through the void of space and reach Mukuro's ears.

     "It follows the same principles of Fraxinus' automated evasiveness. The unfolded territory can detect any entity that approaches and prevents it from contacting Shido's body. "

     "I see ... Thanks for that, Kotori." While Shido was grateful, a voice outside Kotori reached his ears.

     「Only to Kotori?

     "Haha ... You too, Maria."

     As long as you're aware.

     However, please refrain from relying too heavily on this ability.

     Compared with the territory surrounding the "Fraxinus" structure, Spirit-driven missiles are not simply projectiles.

     Kotori abruptly cut off Maria's work.

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     Sorry, but do not count on us to help you forever. We have our own guests to deal with here.

     "… It's fine I understand it."

     Invited, the mere mention of that word caused a complete revocation in Shido's mood as he looked back.

     The cause was relatively simple. A number of silhouettes resembling a warship could be seen coming from the earth by addressing the "Fraxinus".

     Undoubtedly, these were aircraft belonging to DEM Industries.

     When Shido was about to make a move, four warships that attacked "Fraxinus" appeared in space and fiercely pushed him with no sign of stopping.

     And positioned in the center was his worst enemy with the spaceship "Goetia".

     Even for the renewed "Fraxinus", taking care of Shido and dealing with the enemies engendered at the same time would prove to be an extremely hard task.

     Shido reaffirmed his resolve, nodded, and looked at Mukuro again.

     The Territory is more than enough.

     "Leave this to me."

     He silently whispered a phrase and extended his right hand at a slow pace.

     The other part was a Spirit that had tremendous power, not to mention that Shido's words so far have had no effect because of his unwavering heart.

     However, Shido had not traveled a great distance, without a viable countermeasure. In fact, he only knew a method to break the lock that secured the soul of Mukuro.

     "............"

     Shido regulated his breathing, concentrated his vigor, sharpened his mind, and brought his convictions to fruition [2].

     In the hope of rescuing Mukuro as a guide, a figure gradually began to form within the blurred rays of light.

     He called the name of that figure, the name of the angel who possessed an incomparable strength.

     The name that could crush the stupid status quo, the only key.

     "Haniel."

     In an instant, following a sensation of boiling blood running through his body, a rippling glow covered the palm of Shido's right hand and a long weapon showed itself there.

     Be that as it may, their length differs from those of rifles and swords.

     Looking at its rigid form and its dull end, instead of looking like a Weapon, the item looked more like a simple broom.

     "...... Ho?"

     Mukuro said to see the angel "Haniel", which suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

     An angel, eh? You have no appearance of Spirit. "

     But he narrowed his eyes as if he understood immediately why.

     "It seems to me that anything has me wit.

     That is the sealed power of a spirit for you.

     Hm, you must have many angels snatched from the hands of my relatives, take your drinks to Muku.

     Do not make me sound like a criminal, I admit it, it's not my own power. But the idea of capturing an angel has not even crossed my mind. I just want to save you from these powers that should never have been given to you. "

     "Do not you know of repentance? It is impossible. There is no angel capable of overcoming Muku "Michael".

     "Is that so. Well then-"

     Shido loosened the corners of his mouth and threw all his energy into the handle of "Haniel" as he screamed.

     "Haniel" - "Kaleidoscope"!

     In a fraction of a second, as if working according to his succinct recitation, Haniel emitted a faint pale glow and made a contemporary outward appearance.

     After a few seconds, the resplendent "Haniel" had become something completely different from its former form. It was transformed into a cane in the form of a key.

     Haniel had been perfectly transformed into "Michael" who was currently in the hands of Mukuro.

     Mukuro's heart has been sealed by herself through Michael's power. In other words, to unlock her heart, she needed the power of Michael that only she could manifest.

     Therefore, the only entity capable of undoing the current situation using this absolute rule was undoubtedly "Haniel".

     "… How about?"

     His anticipations were overcome. Shouted Mukuro with astonishment.

     "It's weird to think you have the nerve to imitate Michael."

     "That's the way it is."

     After all-"

     Shido simultaneously pointed out one end of Michael in Mukuro.

     "I'll be able to talk to the real you this way."

     Presumptuous hunting head. Give Muku permission to build your place.

     To what extent has your facade pretended fidelity, do you really think that you are free to reign over Michael?

     "Who knows".

     "We'll just have to try it out a bit."

     Shido stated quietly regaining his lost composure.

     With his heart beating abruptly, he found himself brandishing "Michael" with both hands and shortly afterwards he screamed.

     "Here I go, Mukuro."

     (I.e.

     From the loudspeakers installed inside the bridge of the remodeled <Fraxinus>, Shido's completely determined voice reverberated throughout the room. Sitting in the commander's chair, Kotori nodded, lightly balancing her hair, which was neatly tied with black ribbons.

     "Then I'll give it to you, Shido."

     After saying tersely and firmly, Kotori closed his eyes firmly.

     For Shido, Hoshimiya Mukuro was a Spirit whose level of danger could be compared to Tokisaki Kurumi and the Inverse Spirits.

     Although the Territory did not serve to protect him, sending Shido on his own to deal with her was an onerous decision, even for Kotori to accept.

     However, the enemy pursuing Fraxinus was the strongest wizard of mankind, Ellen Mira Mathers, and the high-speed warship she commanded, "Goetia," the ship that had once overthrown Fraxinus in the past .

     "All the staff to their battle stations! We face the most troublesome enemy in the world!

     Stir up your mood!

     "Roger!" (It has a meaning like "Agreed" but I do not know how to take it here but I leave it anyway)

     The staff on the bridge responded, Kotori looked nervous and made a confirmation gesture by turning his head.

     Behind her, there were eight girls who did not seem to fit the bridge properly.

     All of them were spirits whose powers had been sealed by Shido so far.

     Each one eagerly watches the image of Shido on the main monitor.

     "Kotori!" "Kotori."

     Between the two who simultaneously called one was a young girl who possessed dark characteristic hair that was the color of night and had clear crystalline pupils, while the other remained the only Spirit that remained composed in those terrible circumstances were those Tohka And Origami respectively.

     Even Kotori could easily guess what they were about to say. After a moment of hesitant irresolution, he sighed ardently from the depths of his throat.

     "... I suppose you two have already decided.

     Well, I never planned on any of you getting involved in this fight at first, but now ... "

     Kotori weakly exhaled.

     With the organization Ratatoskr, under his command it was one that held the safeguard of each Spirit as its purpose of extreme priority.

     The act of sending spirits whose powers had been meticulously sealed to the battlefield, in fact, were in conflict with the etymological intentions of the corporation.

     However, everyone knew in his mind that this was not the time to emphasize auxiliary morals.

     On the other hand, an unshakable flame was burning in his eyes, inextinguishable by something Kotori could say.

     "Very good. Could they help-

     Tohka and Origami nodded in synchrony before Kotori could utter the full sentence.

     No, besides that. All the other Spirits expressed their strengths and expressed their approval as well.

     "I want to help!"

     "Heh, heh, with the power of us" Yamai, "even a hurricane can blow through the void of space."

     "Agreement. We can not stay idle in this situation. "

     "Exactly! Darling's out there fighting, I can not stay here! "

     "... If Yoshino goes, I'm going too."

     That's right, a final battle against the boss where everyone joins forces! Ah, but my Spiritual power is low, so I guess I'll be backing them from the boat.

     I am sorry!

     Yoshino, Kaguya, Yuzuru, Miku, Natsumi and Nia respectively said, Kotori put a defenseless expression. "I get it. The spirits raised their fists and gave a war cry.

     Their voices full of vitality reverberate vigorously across the bridge, sending shivers all over Kotori's body shouting aloud.

     As if influenced by the moral impulse of the Spirits, the strain that once painted the faces of the crew disappeared in an instant and was replaced by a relief of distension. With renewed determination and zeal, they recovered again.

     The voices of the spirits seemed to relax the mentalities of the crew that were about to face the most formidable enemy in history. However, the environment of the lively atmosphere did not last for long.

     The reason became apparent on the main screen monitor as innumerable hordes of miniature machines were deployed by the DEM armada and were heading for Shido and Mukuro.

     Those diabolical dark gray gears with humanoid figures were the unmanned armament of DEM

     Industries, the Bandersnatch units.

     "Tsk ...! Those bastards "

     "C-Commander! I'm detecting signals from something other than Bandersnatch units!

     "Deep Love" Minowa suddenly interrupted Kotori's complaint. Of course, that did not help.

     After all on the main screen something completely different from the Bandersnatch units, something moved within the vague shadows created by the countless machines.

     To be exact, it was someone, a person.

     That person was a young girl who had blonde hair and was wearing a Director of a Combat unit of light blue and white.

     "That's…!"

     "-Artemisia Bell Ashcroft."

     Origami uttered the girl's name as her eyes stared at the screen. Although his tone was rather calm and monotonous, a key expression gradually formed on his face as his hands tightened tightly.

     For Origami, this was a rarely seen but well-justified response.

     Ultimately, Artemisia was a magician with a power similar to that of Ellen Mathers. She had second place of the strongest.

     It should be avoided that he intercepts Shido at all costs. Kotori began to speak in a voice full of anguish.

     "Kuh Continue with the descent according to your location. Tohka and Origami, you two will go first. Climb the teleporter quickly.

     "In ... understood."

     After answering, Tohka and Origami moved hastily toward the teleportation unit installed inside the bridge.

     While Kotori looked at the two of them with half-glance, he issued an order to the Fraxinus AI, Maria.

     Maria, also prepares the AW-111.

     Understood, but it's still under maintenance. That's fine?"

     "Yes, Origami will make good use of it."

     "......?"

     Origami inclined his head sharply because he did not know the implications of Kotori.

     Subsequently, a compartment was removed from underneath the central automation console, in which a branded silver object was slowly revealed. Kotori took the object in his hands and placed it before Origami.

     The girl could only fix her dazzled eyes to the mysterious object as she received him.

     "This is ... an emergency kit?"

     "Right. It is a CR unit manufactured by Asgard Electronics, called "Brynhildr".

     It's our newest model, so it would be great if you could blow up the equipment. "

     Kotori explained as he thumbed up. As if he had collected the pieces of the puzzle immediately, Origami clutched the apparatus he had and nodded slightly.

     "En-understand."

     Okay, then let's go. Confirm the coordinates and start teleportation!

     Understood, starting teleportation.

     Maria's response to Kotori was transmitted through the speakers. Shortly after, the bodies of Tohka and Origami, that were standing in the installation of the telecarrier, began to emit a thin and pale light.

     Right at the moment they disappeared.

     "Yaaa ......!?"

     The Fraxinus bridge suddenly trembled with a stern unknown force, causing Kotori to scream.

     The commander staggered by the unexpected assault, almost turning in her own seat, barely steadying herself. Be that as it may, Kotori and the other members of the crew somehow managed to keep themselves seated, they could be considered quite fortunate as the adjacent Spirits had lost their balance and fell mercilessly on the ground.

     "Kyaa ...!"

     "O-o-ouch ... what happened ..."

     Nia gently rubbed her forehead, which had been pounded against the solid floor as she opened her mouth with resentment at the accident. To his dismay, the one who responded was one of the crew members at the bottom of the bridge.

     Goetia launched an incendiary explosive!

     "Our Territory has successfully neutralized the bombing, no harm has been suffered!"

     The report made the enraged Kotori frown in rage.

     "… What?".

     If Goetia had used ordinary ordnance artillery rockets, his power would have been effortlessly nullified by the Territory, and the effect of the explosion would not have reached the bridge.

     Ellen knew that the territory of Fraxinus was almost impenetrable; Thus, she borrowed another Territory for the purpose of that attack.

     It looks like a door knocking.

     "Are you belittling us, Ellen Mathers ...?"

     Kotori ferociously smacked the pacifier in his mouth with his teeth. As if in response to Kotori's rhetorical statement, the loudspeakers inside the bridge began to sound a warning siren pointing to an incoming transmission from outside the ship.

     Without even having to guess who the sender was, Kotori ordered in a painful way.

     "... Put it on the screen."

     "It is understood"

     Accompanied by the affirmation of the crew, after some diverse electrical noises slipped through the screen, the image of a young woman was shown on the monitor.

     She was a beautiful blond woman of European origin from the north with skin as pale as a sick man.

     She magnificently approached a platinum circuit that clearly confirmed her status as an assistant.

     If one were to judge her by her outward appearance, her neck and wrists seemed thin enough to be pulled out by a small amount of force.

     At first glance, she looked like a normal, rather fragile, foreign girl from anyone's perspective.

     But his blue eyes were filled with absolute confidence of his own strength.

     "... Ellen Mathers."

     "Indeed. It's really been a long time since our last conversation, Itsuka Kotori. "

     Ellen replied with a mocking smile. His indifferent indifference made one or two laughs at the tips of Kotori's eyebrows.

     This show was not the first of its kind.

     When Shido previously borrowed Zafkiel's skills to rewrite the story, Kotori and Fraxinus had come face-to-face with Ellen in a similar way to simply be defeated at the end.

     "It seems that he has not learned the lesson and he has returned for more. But things will not go your way.

     "Hmph, is that warship the source of your overconfidence? A new variety, I suppose, nonetheless ... it is useless. I will bring it down again, no matter how many times it is needed.

     "How dare you-"

     At that moment, Kotori held his breath.

     It was then that he came up with the meaning of what Ellen was saying.

     Fraxinus had suffered a defeat against Goetia during Shido's effort in the previous world.

     The Ellen of this world should not know even a pinch of it.

     "... I see, so it was" Beelzebub. "

     Kotori whispered faintly.

     The all-knowing Demon King "Beelzebu" Isaac Westcott had snatched from Nia It was no mystery that they could acquire information by the normal means of the previous world before it was altered

     "Hmm ... Your boss is really fussy, like he's a kid who just got a new toy."

     "A child, hey ... What you said is not necessarily so fake."

     "Ho? Even a manga would not have something like that. If that guy had as much judgment as a minimum, he would not have come personally to the base of the enemy, even more being the ringleader.

     "... Huh?"

     The moment these words reached Ellen's ears, for the first time, a face appeared on her face.

     "What did you just say, Itsuka Kotori? Ike went to the base of Ratatoskr in person without me ?!

     "

     Along with a startled astonishment, or rather, indignant anger, such vociferous pronunciations came out of his throat.

     "----"

     This unexpected reaction causes Kotori to flake and mute while swallowing his saliva.

     She could not have heard wrong despite the clumsiness of Ellen's speech, which had no idea that Isaac Westcott would attack Ratatoskr's base.

     "... Hmm?

     Judging by your response, you appear to be completely unaware of this matter. They did not inform you about a major fight, even though the two are in intimate condition. He does not have much confidence in you, does he? What an unforeseen ... "

     "........."

     Ellen became uncommunicative and was silent for a while, breathing through Kotori's neck with an expression she had never had before. After moving her lips slightly as if she were thinking aloud, Ellen returned to her former relaxed position and straightened her long bangs.

     "What a blatant mockery. I, of all people, would believe in the words of the enemy?

     You can confirm this for yourself if you are not convinced. Or maybe, are you afraid?

     Anyway, what you've said is nothing but absurd lies. Very well, if you insist, I will go and verify the matter myself.

     Having said that, Ellen gave sharp, sharp behavior.

     Five minutes will be more than enough.

     The connection was cut simultaneously. The DEM Industries warships, which appeared again on the refreshed main screen, showed a variety of changes.

     As they were focused on Goetia, being the center of attention, the other three ships secretly surrounded Fraxinus before they had a chance to notice.

     The flames of war were about to explode. After a sharp groan, Kotori promulgated his orders to the crew members. "Drive everything to the defensive territory we will not fall again! We are surrounded by this will be difficult to deal with, however, apart from Goetia, all the others are not smaller potato chips.

     Before that happens ...

     "Kotori-san!"

     Kotori's words were abruptly interrupted by a voice behind her that voice was Miku's.

     "Please, tele transport us out of the ship! We'll take care of those fries! "Following his example, the other Spirits also expressed their opinions. "Kotori-san can take care of Goetia ...!"

     "Ka Ka, Tohka and Origami have gone to Shido's location. We should follow his example.

     "You guys…"

     Though hesitant at first, Kotori nodded.

     "Well, I dutifully charge you to stay here."

     "How did it come to this ?! We can help with our powers too! "" Calm down. It is precisely by your powers that I am counting on you to remain on the boat as a last resort.

     "Hey…?"

     "Doubt. What does that mean?

     Kotori's statement caused the Spirits to burst their brains with a stupefied expression.

     "Actually, I'm really sick of not being able to do anything. But since it is Goetia to what we face here, perhaps ... When he changed his field of vision towards the Spirits, Kotori suddenly stopped talking. The reason was very simple: it lacked a Spirit.

     "Eh ...? Where is …?

     "Goetia is approaching"

     However, just then, the voice of a crew member was transmitted from the lower bridge section, driving Kotori's consciousness away immediately. There was no time for careful consideration.

     Even if she had concealed herself because of the fear of battle, Kotori could not blame her for that purpose.

     More importantly, she did not plan to force her to render her assistance. With a gesture, Kotori instructed the crew.

     Everyone awaits that perfect opportunity! All the staff prepared! We'll start soon!

     "It is understood"

     The firm affirmations of the crew members reverberate throughout the bridge. Kotori licked his lips and fixed his gaze on the platinum aerial warship shown on the main monitor.

     Here I go, my destined archenemy.

     I will let you enrich your intelligence with respect to the new Fraxinus force.

     Then Kotori pointed to the screen and uttered the following words. "Very well, let our battle begin."

     ***

     "-"To unlock".

     Accompanied by a fleeting and brief sound, Mukuro stabbed his angel in the form of a

     "Michael" key in the void.

     While something like a door opened, a passage unfolded instantly in that space, drawing strongly the many piles of floating rock and machinery around Mukuro.

     "Evanesce."

     "......!"

     In a fraction of a second, several doors were unlocked that somehow surrounded Shido.

     The projectiles, which had previously disappeared, came out of doors simultaneously.

     It was an endless barrier that came from all directions, from the three hundred and sixty bearings, leaving no blind spot unharmed.

     Naturally, the Fraxinus Territory that protected Shido responded accordingly, helping him to avoid the piercing discharge of projectiles without getting any results. Unlike what happened before, there was no place to hide it.

     The few inescapable missiles kept coming toward him, as if they had a ruthless thirst to pierce Shido's body.

     However, Shido was not naive enough to stay in place like a sitting duck. He raised his left hand to the front and shouted.

     "Zadkiel" ...! "

     In an instant, frigid currents sprang up around Shido, beginning to take the form of a sturdy ice shield. The debris collided with the giant piece of frozen water, breaking it into few fragments of frost.

     Several shock waves struck without remorse Shido's feeble shield, Similar to a defenseless ship being burdened by a relentless tempest at sea. Mukuro, seeing the situation, narrowed his eyes indistinctly.

     "Hm, you truly are able to manifest other angels. More jaundice. Are you a mortal light? I've considered that possibility before.

     But-"

     Shido stared into Mukuro's eyes with deep attention, taking a deep breath in the process.

     Then he represented an illusion within his mind and spoke.

     To try to reach you, I guess now is not the time to be picky. With the singing that breaks armies

     "Gabriel", Shido put all its forces in his voice.

     The mystical incantations spreading from within Shido's throat vibrate in his eardrums through the territory of Fraxinus, granting him a power that far surpassed the limits of a normal human being.

     "Uoooooooh!"

     Snuggling her legs into the air, they instantly coil with a forced exhalation. Because of course there were no support points or anything in space.

     However, the territory surrounding Shidou's body sensed his movements and propelled him forward with a great leap. Approaching Mukuro with great speed.

     However, at the same time,

     "... Huh !?"

     Shidou reflexively stifled his breath.

     The reasons for his reaction were well justified.

     Just before reaching Mukuro's position, the shadow of a human figure wrapped in a machine suit suddenly emerged from the corners of Shido's eyes.

     "My apologies, this Spirit belongs to us."

     The blonde retracted when her lightsaber was impaled, while saying it with an apathetic tone.

     "You are…"

     Shido remembered who she was: Artemisia Ashcroft, one of the DEM wizards, that was the girl who attacked Nia when she invested.

     It seemed that he had arrived in the cosmos along with "Goetia". In spite of this, Shidou, who had previously accumulated all his available attention in Mukuro, was totally unable to perceive even the slightest sign of the rapid advance of Artemisia until the very event occurred.

     Artemisia's sword pointed at Shido's vulnerable neck.

     The boy was actually fucked.

     Shidou did not know if the flames of Camael could heal a decapitated head.

     Hoping that such a wonderful miracle would prove feasible, Artemisia and Mukuro would not wait patiently for Shido's head to slowly reconnect to his body again.

     However, within that short span of ten seconds or more, a fervent emotion that had no respect for his prominent personal safety arose from the heart of Shido.

     It's okay. If Shido died there then, Artemisia would definitely attack Mukuro without the slightest hesitation.

     Of course, Mukuro was a Spirit. With Michael's help, it was possible she quickly escaped to a distant place despite any contingency, even if she wanted to, she could kill Artemisia.

     On the contrary, if this happened, it would equal Mukuro sealing his own heart forever.

     His choices would be death or eternal stagnation.

     For Mukuro, the removal of Shido simply meant that she would keep those two remaining options.

     "Something like that ... how could I accept ..." Shido managed to control his weakened body and held Michael forward.

     Naturally, it was too late to defend himself. However, if Artemisia yielded a little, perhaps the beheading would not prove to be a clean cut at all.

     Whenever Shido's head remained connected to his body even if it were through the thinner layer of skin, there was a chance that "Camael" could save his life.

     Those might be his odds, but they are not more imaginary gleanings.

     However, that would be his greatest effort that Shido could achieve.

     The tip of Artemisia's laser sheet approached Shido's throat. The razor-sharp edge of his sword, made up of enormous magical power, lacerated his naked flesh, incurring a sharp excruciation throughout his nervous system while the foul odor of burnt blood spread through space.

     Nevertheless.

     "...... U-Ugh!"

     The one who killed his breath was not Shido, but Artemisia.

     "Hey--?"

     Hearing this exclamation, he could not refrain from exclaiming.

     Shido, who had thought he was dying just moments ago, still possessed the conscious ability to confirm the problem for himself, and his throat was able to verbalize as before. Shido understood right away.

     The saber that brushed against his neck was clogged underneath. "Shido, are you okay?"

     "Origami!?"

     Shido widened his eyes as he called out the name of the girl who had appeared before him.

     Origami was there, dressed in an unknown machine suit.

     His ensemble was embellished with a streamlined purple white CR unit, pauldrons and a breastplate that looked like European armor.

     His weapon, more than a sword, was more like a long spear.

     That suit …

     I'll explain later.

     After Origami said that, she threw her spear at Artemisia, who had lost her balance.

     "Kuh ......"

     "...... Ugh."

     Because their territories were impacted, they could perceive the energy and tenacity of the other.

     Both Origami and Artemisia distorted his vague expression that resulted in grimaces.

     His intense magic concentrated on a single focal point, unloading blind streaks of light through the black cosmos so that his eyes also shone.

     "Shido"

     A voice came to his ears when he was released from his desperate impatience.

     The next instant, his wrist was tightly grasped by a force that threatened to dislodge his hand, pulling it.

     "Ugah !?"

     

     Shidou could not help shouting, before realizing the importance of that action In the blink of an eye, the space in which Shido had been previously was completely permeated by magnified rays of spicy light emanating from Mukuro.

     Supposedly, Shidou was still glad to have lost his stunner, since Origami had saved his life once more.

     "Are you okay, Shido?"

     "Ah, yes, thank you very much for that, Tohka."

     Shidou wiped the droplets of sweat on his forehead and called out the name of the girl who had dragged him away from imminent danger.

     Undoubtedly, the one who rescued Shido from that crisis was Tohka, wearing her limited Astral dress and brandishing her angel "Sandalphon" in her hand.

     It seemed he had met with Origami. However, there was no time for a break.

     Mukuro seemed to give a sigh and at the same time raised Michael again, throwing projectiles toward him.

     And that did not end there. Immense humanoid figures appeared behind them, these were the unmanned units "Bandersnatch".

     The robotic machines fired their artillery at Shido and Mukuro.

     "Guh ..." Zadkiel "

     "Hah!"

     Shido built an ice shield using the angel "Zadkiel" while Tohka was defending of the attacks of the units of Bandersnatch with Sandalphon at the same time. Of course, this alone was not enough to end the offense of the other party.

     Shidou, Ratatoskr, DEM spell hunters, and the girl who regarded both sides as their enemies, Mukuro, the tripartition of their own idiosyncratic Holy Grail, had watered the cosmos with torrents of spiritual and magical power.

     "...... Ugh!"

     However, despite being trapped in the turbulent war-torn war, Shido does not harbor any fears.

     To be exact, another philosophy is currently in your line of thinking.

     "Tohka! Now is your chance! "

     "Umu! I'm going to clear the way! "

     Tohka said aloud.

     Their two minds seemed to connect for a moment as they thought of a scheme to move forward.

     That was to be expected. In battle, the speed and sharpness of Tohka's decision-making was not enough for Shido.

     In fact, Shido and the others embraced the exact center of the battlefield. Even with the refuge of Fraxinus territory, it was a ruthless combat zone where no error remained unpunished.

     Each error was directly worth a point of the overflowing and overwhelming magical power.

     At the same time, Mukuro was confused with the state of things he had to counteract.

     In fact, he was currently skirting anything that came with magic rays or using "Michael" to open doors that could engulf them whole.

     Come on, Tohka!

     "Ooh!"

     After meeting with Tohka, they jumped together, throwing themselves into the brilliant streams of meteorites.

     In the dark and black cosmos, two shadows were entangled, colliding and moving together.

     Origami manipulated its own territory and observed the balance regulator, receiving several pressing Artemisia attacks in the process.

     Fuh- "

     "Too slow!"

     Origami fired a shot with his spear, but did not hit the target since the bullet was blocked by Artemisia using his lightsaber.

     The modicums of magical energy dispersed like sparks of fireworks, shedding light on their eyes.

     "Kuh-"

     Once back, Artemisia slowly began to close her distance between her fierce fighter.

     Origami's face moistened with sweat. Being gifted with the latest equipment did not fill the gap between his abilities at all.

     This cruel fact made her remember the time she approached Ellen Mathers, although she collapsed by the divine strength of her opponent.

     "Heheh ..."

     Deeply absorbed in Origami's facial features, Artemisia let out a soft hum. "That combat unit of yours is somewhat eccentric, I must say.

     Your spear can absorb any scattered magic in the environment and can turn that energy into the sharp edge of a blade.

     A battle of resistance would mean the end for me. "

     "........."

     Origami's brows trembled slightly.

     Certainly, the laser-tipped spear held in his hands, "Einherjar," possessed as innate an attribute as Artemisia had previously said.

     This was why Origami could control and handle the magical power generated to coerce his adversary into a war of attrition. "A CR Unit contemplates a new vision for me.

     However, that you are not a magician. Why do you join the Spirits?

     "........."

     A flagrant sense of grief lies within that sentence. Artemisia was supposed to be familiar with Origami.

     Unless she herself was an amnesiac, it was very difficult to imagine that she had forgotten it.

     "... Artemisia.

     Why did you desert the SSS and join them? You're not even a little tolerant of them.

     "......?

     What absurd things are you saying? How do you know my name ... not to mention, what are the SSSs supposed to be ...? "Artemisia's face blatantly showed her doubts.

     She wrinkled her eyebrows, supporting her painful forehead with her hand.

     "Agh ... eh ...?"

     She moaned and groaned in pain, shaking her head forcefully as if to free herself from the terrible headache, and replaced her line of sight with Origami.

     "…Forget this. It seems that you intend to keep standing up to complete the mission. "

     Artemisia narrowed her eyes and threw her sword again, renewing her battle stance.

     Forgive me, but I must eliminate you.

     "...!"

     In a fraction of a second, the figure of Artemisia in the Origami view expanded rapidly, accelerating without warning.

     It was indeed a leap from Trompe-l'oeil [3].

     Fortunately, the lightsaber, which approached his forehead was not allowed to cross, was barely blocked by "Einherjar" in due course.

     However, that mere impediment did not end with Artemisia's attack.

     Up, down, left, right, and front, the killer's cuts seemed to flow endlessly to Origami without any intervention.

     "K-Kuh ..."

     Following him was an impossible feat for Origami.

     Her abdomen suffered from a direct attack, reeling back.

     Hitting their swords and getting hit one after another, Origami was once again illuminated over the difference in ability of both fighters.

     Even Origami herself had the self-confidence of not losing too many against other types of Magi, except that Artemisia's standard was well above that standard.

     Qualities such as the magical ability, control, range and accuracy of their Territories no longer played a comparative role.

     Perhaps even the foundation of their abilities was at the pinnacle of what the human body could achieve.

     It could be said that it surpasses Origami, as magician, literally in all possible aspects.

     "... Ugh, though ..."

     Origami had a reason to win this fight.

     She twisted her dejected face and clenched her fist.

     Artemisia Ashcroft. You are very strong, more than I am.

     Origami inhaled deeply and concentrated his mind.

     "As a Magician, that is."

     After pronouncing such a phrase ...

     "... Huh !?"

     About to lower the sword like an executioner, Artemisia widened its eyes completely by the shock since the aim system had completely detached of Origami.

     There was nothing he could do about it. If, in the midst of war, his opponent's body suddenly began to emit light, even Origami would be on alert for any movement made by the opposing party.

     "That is to say……"

     Artemisia stared at Origami with stunned, utterly stunned eyes.

     His metallic suit mingled with his limited Astral Gown from which emanates a glorious splendor.

     Exactly, limited astral dresses affect the current outfit that the wearer wears during his casting.

     In the event that this equipment was a CR Unit that had combat capabilities, such an outcome was inevitable.

     Spirit and Wizard, an absolutely incompatible pair fused into a single amalgam of harmony.

     A spiritualized magician most likely one in the marvelous world of a synthesized union that only Tobiichi Origami was able to manifest.

     "With this, I will be able to face you."

     Origami's pure white Astral gown wavered as she fixed her eyes on Artemisia as she calmly proclaimed it.

     Following her closely, Artemisia, whose eyes widened like round marbles, gave an answer.

     "A spirit? Haha ... So that's the case.

     You were that Spirit present during the subjugation of "Sister."

     Using your CR Unit made me fail to recognize you. "

     Artemisia curled the corners of her lips and laughed.

     "Since everything is fine. Seeing that you are a Spirit, now I can kill you without regrets.

     "........."

     Origami and Artemisia exchanged silent looks like two magnets of opposite poles, attracting each other. The pair simultaneously sank into the void.

     "Display <Yggdrafolium> numbers from one to ten at the assigned coordinates, maximize the exit of the Territory!"

     "It is understood!"

     At the bottom of the bridge, <Dimension Breaker> Nakatsugawa skillfully maneuvered his panel. Shortly thereafter, the auxiliary monitor showed an image of <Fraxinus>, showing its rear section emitting a blue glow and several automated foliage units being ejected.

     Subsequently, they surrounded the body of <Goetia>, each extending its Territory to the maximum as weapons floating in space.

     "Alright, it's time! Shoot the magic cannon, <Mystletainn>! "

     "Roger. <Mystletainn>, getting ready to shoot. "

     Like the IA Maria responded to Kotori's command, a slightly muted tremor shook the bridge, and a dazzling flash of light flashed on the monitor's main screen.

     A devastating torrent of magical power arose from the front of <Fraxinus> and spread to

     <Goetia> at an incredible speed, unable to be followed by the naked eye.

     However ... the enemy warship dodged to the right with an unnatural path, escaping the Yggdrafolium with a sharp jerk.

     "Chi ... they're still making exaggerated moves as usual."

     Kotori frowned ruthlessly.

     The largest weapon controlled by the warship of Ellen <Goetia>. His eminence was neither an excessive firepower that could annihilate anything, nor an infinite durability capable of enduring anything, but rather the flexibility of locomotion that the naked eye could not maintain.

     Unlike other aircraft, through the direct interposition of Ellen Mathers, movements could be achieved that challenged the fundamental laws of physics. <Goetia> prided itself on this unparalleled exulting specialty. The current situation was like a heavy motor vehicle that is caught in the palm of a giant. <Fraxinus> could do whatever it could to improve their maneuverability with the improvements, but they would never have a candle for the absolute power of <Goetia>. If they were to maintain the status quo, that is.

     "-Kannazuki!"

     "I presented."

     At Kotori's call, the tall, thin man at the captain's seat answered. It was the Deputy Commander of Fraxinus, Kannazuki Kyouhei. Equipped on his head was a peculiar device that transmitted his brain waves to a Realizer-an Electro-Encephalograph unit.

     "Maria, get Fraxinus to have it hand-operated."

     "It is understood. A Realizer unit has been left over while the remaining units are serving as magic generators. "

     After Maria said it, Kannazuki put her hands on the device and wrenched the corners of her mouth.

     "What a pity. Although I do not remember, those boys on the other side must have given us an overwhelming defeat in the previous world, unforgivable. Those damn Mages that damaged the beautiful tree of the Commander's world, and I myself could not protect it. "

     "Do not worry about it. But I'm going to make you take revenge for that loss. "

     "Naturally. Ah, to be mortified and humiliated without knowing it to yourself, does not it excite you as if you were obliged to do things subconsciously? "

     「Kotori, I beg you to reconsider the delivery of control of the ship to this person.

     "I understand your doubts, but try to bear it."

     Kotori heaved a sigh as he responded to Maria's anxious concern for Kannazuki's words.

     However, the person himself did not care; Rather, it would not be inaccurate to say that he assimilated a pleasant pleasure from Mary's reservations.

     "Anyway, go ahead. Let me examine what is different now. "

     "Understood, as the Commander wishes."

     As Kannazuki respectfully bowed and replied, <Goetia> came up quickly as if in concert.

     At the same time, Kannazuki narrowed his eyes in a sardonic look and unfolded the

     <Yggdrafolium> end of the back of the ship to cut the advance of <Goetia>.

     Ordinary warships were incapable of evading that attack at such speed and distance, unless their defenses were aided by Territories. Of course, if they were an ordinary ship.

     Just before it came into contact with the boundaries of the Territories <Yggdrafolium>,

     <Goetia> changed course instantly. To be exact, he kept the parallelism of the boundaries to himself, going through the narrow crevices between the dense <Yggdrafolium> and gradually approaching more and more.

     "Goetia is still coming!"

     The voices of the crew reverberated through the bridge. <Fraxinus> was thrown into a corner.

     Any ship would be unable to dodge an enemy direct attack from a distance so close. However,

     <Fraxinus> was not any ship.

     "" Hm. "

     As the territories of <Fraxinus> and <Goetia> collided, Kotori felt an unfamiliar floating sensation.

     Simultaneously, the monitor connected to the <Fraxinus> front-sight camera showed a change that occurred at a frightening speed.

     "Uaah !?"

     The loud cry of someone filled the room.

     In the blink of an eye, the helmet of <Goetia> was reflected in the previous position of

     <Fraxinus>. Fraxinus was the same as <Goetia> in that it did not move analogously with the help of a propeller.

     That subtle floating sensation was to safeguard the bridge against that imprudent influence and the later effect evolving from exercising the Territory. If the force of a daring trick like the change of a huge dirigible in a fraction of a second had not been mitigated, the bridge certainly had been filled to the brim with blood and vomit of affected crew members.

     "Wow! What was that! The distorted screen and ...! "

     Kaguya shouted excitedly from behind. Kotori lifted the paddle he held in his mouth and lifted the corners of his mouth.

     "This is a new feature that <Fraxinus> won after the review. By establishing another Territory within aircraft, reactions between them allow for unprecedented freedom of movement. "

     As he shrugged, Kotori boasted as a hint of pride escaped his eyes.

     "Well, do not worry about me. I'm just angry that I did not have the opportunity to go back to

     <Goetia> so far for what they did in the previous world. "

     As if it had been produced simply to answer Kotori, Maria's voice rang out in the loudspeakers.

     「No problem, Kotori, Directors and spacecraft can be manufactured by anyone. Nevertheless-

     "

     After a brief pause, Maria resumed the conversation.

     - Only those who earn are genuine goods.

     Monotonous and electronic sound without ascents or descents of intonation. All that could be assumed about his expression had been reduced to a single word on the main monitor: MARIA.

     In spite of his robotic voice, anyone who heard it, no doubt, would imagine a girl smirking.

     Kotori loosened his face, looking straight at <Goetia>.

     "That's right, Maria. "Then let's make them known, who are provoking who."

     "It is understood!"

     Directed by Kannazuki, the crew members responded at the same time. However, a person wrinkled his eyebrows in uncomfortableness. It was Nia.

     "Uh, but Imouto-chan, are you really okay? I admit it's a bit cool, but that was mimicking the opposition and not overcoming them completely. "

     In fact, his words had meaning. Kotori turned to Nia, deciding to keep responding. However, Maria hit her.

     「What happens to this person? Do you think throwing a couple of complaints would make you look wise?

     "Nonono, I did not mean it that way ..."

     「Foul clients with bad temperament, if those claimants reproduced, their children would address them as monstrous fathers. That would be a threat to society, please stop.

     "Ugh, why do you feel like this brat is being so stubborn with just me?"

     Nia frowned as she said it. Kotori could not help shrugging his shoulders.

     "We can only rely on the pieces on hand now to make a move. Let's start with <Goetia> first. "

     Kotori pointed his palette directly at the image of <Goetia> that was displayed on the monitor.

     (I.e.)

     "...... Huh."

     Inside the bridge of the high-speed mobile ship <Goetia>, Ellen Mira Mathers sighed.

     No, perhaps the word bridge gave a rather ambiguous impression. Precisely in the middle of an area where several electronic devices and mechanical units were unfolding, Ellen sat in the seat of the space command module, with numerous bundles of wires connected to the complex circuits embedded in her attire.

     However, that was the truth. In fact, the particular methods of the ship <Goetia> were totally different from those of any ordinary plane. It could be evaluated as a tactical, gigantic and special-purpose Ellen Realizer unit.

     "That earlier movement," he wrote to Goetia. I see it seems that the issue of the update was not a simple deception after all. "

     Ellen narrowed her eyes in thin slits as she scanned the projection of the ships out of the environment.

     The Ratatoskr spacecraft, <Fraxinus>, its motorized performance far exceeded the intelligence reported in Ellen's memory. In addition, there were other inconveniences: the Spirits that remained inside the ship.

     If they destroyed <Fraxinus>, the Spirits would be dragged into discordant clash. The conflict had already passed beyond the point of reconciliation. In the worst case, the Sephira crystals could be scattered throughout the vast cosmos, never to be recovered again.

     As a result, it was imperative that Ellen kept <Fraxinus> indefinitely impotent as was its original state. If they had let the Spirits remain inside the ship with that intention in mind, Ratatoskr would have been a dreadful force to be reckoned with.

     "Well, that does not matter."

     However, Ellen did not expose an enervated plaque.

     "In the presence of a lion, this is but a hare that becomes a fox."

     After stating these lines briefly, Ellen once again urged <Goetia>. Through her electric gown, Ellen's body sensory system expanded widely in scope. It was as if he had sunk into a vast ocean of interconnected nerve fibers. The current Ellen was completely in sync with the platinum-hulled ship. Identical to how it was represented in his mind, the huge warship sailed through the void of space.

     An entity that surpassed the mutual symbiosis of <Goetia> and Ellen did not exist in this world.

     "I will correct myself. <Fraxinus> - three minutes will be enough. "

     <Goetia> swept the length and breadth of the cosmos without limits, bombing Fraxinus with the cannons. Fraxinus managed to reply with considerable effort; However, after a while, the difference in reaction times on both sides diminished, and the disparity was consciously raised again to an insurmountable crescendo again.

     "--- Fuh."

     The countless stars gleaming in the sky traced a splendid trail in Ellen's eyes, causing a pastel sensation in the woman as if she had suddenly been placed in a colossal meteor of meteors.

     Despite traversing a speed that inspires fear and reverence in the hearts of mere mortals, Ellen's brain could still identify the circumstances surrounding her current situation. Her consciousness became extremely insightful, for everything around her seemed to be locked in the impartial passage of time while she alone transcended reality. No one part of this world could even begin to describe the experience of having their senses juxtaposed with Ellen.

     "Generating magical energy, charging duration, not to mention that obvious locomotive capacity - they seem to be stronger than the <Fraxinus> of the previous world. However, the most crucial strategy does not suit them. What a waste."

     When Ellen let out a snort of contempt, she approached Fraxinus with a posture that threatened to trigger an explosion of magic greater than anything she had ever uttered.

     "I will congratulate you for being able to set foot in the domain of my Territory."

     Then the muzzle of the barrel turned in the direction of the unprotected body of the ship.

     "Those who dare to defy heaven will have their wings plucked and burned by the holy flame like that silly Icarus."

     A glimmer of light, the overflowing magic heavily condensed to its critical point burst into a single flash of detachment, heading toward Fraxinus's direction.

     The Territory of <Fraxinus>, which was supposed to protect them, had been markedly weakened in intensity by coming into contact with that of <Goetia> - a strangulation that Ellen did not release.

     Given the distance and the opportunity, <Fraxinus> 's ability to evade successfully was close to zero.

     Nevertheless…

     "Huh?"

     The next moment Ellen forced her breath.

     The cause was simple. Just at the exact moment of the impact, <Fraxinus> changed instantly, and <Goetia> 's magic missile passed without touching.

     "This is…"

     Ellen opened her eyes and looked back at Fraxinus. Rather, I could only pretend to do that.

     But at that moment, the figure of Fraxinus was no longer present. Instead there was a violent shock wave that was heading toward Ellen.

     "What……!?"

     Ellen's chair shook vigorously, almost making her fall from her seat.

     "What's going on!?"

     The surface of <Goetia> was closed with a layer of Territory. Even the strength of a meteor shower would not give rise to such a severe tremor.

     

     The only thing that could damage the spacecraft was a magically driven assault. And right now, there was only one enemy ship on the battlefield.

     It is true. In each place of the ship's structure a certain variable substance like Fraxinus was intertwined, surrounding behind Goetia, beginning its counterattack while emanating a shine like a polished silver tone. At the time it was affirmed, the observation equipment installed in Goetia sounded an alarm.

     "There were spiritual waves.

     The magical energy observed being engendered by the warship in front was not made through a Realizer unit - but of the energy of the Spirits.

     "- <Fraxinus> ......!"

     Ellen's eyes were furiously overwhelmed by blind fury as the apparent reality sank, her voice filled with pure and spiteful enmity.

     (I.e.

     "Who said we only had one trump card?"

     Kotori shifted his gaze to the enemy ship displayed on the monitor as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. The opposition had suffered a direct blow from the magical cannon, exposing the armored interior of the high-speed warship.

     At that moment, Kotori leaned deeply on the captain's seat, with several electrodes tied all over his body and extending from the chair.

     No, that was not the whole case. Behind his seat was a cylindrical apparatus erected, and the Spirits placed their hands on the apparatus.

     "" Good work, everyone. My spiritual power alone would not have been nearly enough. "

     "No problem ... I'm thrilled to be able to help."

     "Kaka! United, we're invincible! "

     "Assent. No one can oppose us. "

     The Spirits gladly answered Kotori.

     "At this rate, our powers are going to mix! We will be one! Ah, how happy! "

     ... Well, among them was a girl who rejoiced over a completely different matter compared to what the others had in mind.

     Despite this, with the cooperation of all, they had in fact avenged defeat during their previous battle with <Goetia>.

     - There is Blót [2].

     This was the card of triumph recently obtained from Fraxinus EX.

     Similar to the cannon powered by the Gungnir spirits, its fuel was supplied directly by the Spirits and allowed the Territory to gain unimaginable power in a short period of time.

     Of course, since a sealed spirit would require imposing a specific setback on its link with Shidou if they wished to release a fixed amount of energy, Kotori would have preferred not to use the mechanism at all. However, in use, his pulling force was unquestionably monumental.

     Not to mention the accumulated energies of five Spirits-Kotori, Yoshino, Kaguya, Yuzuru and Miku-were being used at this time.

     The current <Fraxinus> could no longer be considered a warship.

     To be exact - it was a bullet that possessed determination and free will, crossing through the expanses of outer space.

     "Unfortunately, although the capabilities of the Ratatoskr Realizer unit are a bit higher, we had to resort to a dirty game in the end."

     In fact, if they had reversed the gap between the two sides, the real forces were hard to say.

     But-

     "We have won this moment. Bite the dust, Mage the strongest in the world. "

     Kotori lifted his thumb and pointed it down later.

     As if agreeing with his gesture, <Fraxinus> fired another pair of magical cannon shells, which traversed Goetia, their reactions were slow after suffering the previous attack.

     The presumed, self-proclaimed strongest platinum warship cast black smoke on its descent to the surface of the Earth.

     "Uaaaah!"

     Shidou grabbed <Haniel> firmly with both hands, turning the broom into <Miguel>, as he advanced through the Territory.

     

     Numerous Bandersnatches had already sprung up around Mukuro, and the two parties became embroiled in a tangled war and skirmishes. Mukuro shook <Miguel> while rejecting the approaching humanoid machines using light rays and meteor showers.

     A golden opportunity; What was even more satiric was the fact that most of the DEM robots were completely ignoring Shidou's existence in the fight. Of course, the <Bandersnatch> units were not allies of Shidou and the others, nor did they accept a temporary ceasefire. The few units that Shidou came too close for comfort, however, responded by launching offensives.

     Nevertheless.

     "Ha!"

     Before Bandersnatches' attacks could reach their target, Tohka had jumped in front of Shidou and was already attacking the mechanical droids with his sword <Sandalphon>.

     "Go, Shidou!"

     "A!"

     While Shidou was taking care of the opening that Tohka had created, he took the opportunity to move quickly toward Mukuro's side with the intention of inserting the tip of the key into his body.

     "Miguel!

     However, just when he touched the frame of <Miguel>.

     "--- <Unlock -Rātaibu>."

     Mukuro's quiet voice throbbed, a small door opened before the <Miguel> that Shidou had extended earlier, thrusting his point inside.

     "Wha ... huh !?"

     "Did you really believe that growing enemies would cause Muku to allow you to spy on the nasty you?"

     With a sharp look, Mukuro stared at Shidou, lifting Miguel at the same time. According to this action of yours, the coalescing particles of light emanated from the end of Michael.

     "Shidou! Run for it! "

     "Kuh ......!"

     Shidou held her breath tightly and decided to escape from there.

     But - it was too late. Mukuro had already emitted several beams of light before Shidou could lengthen the distance between them.

     "Shidou!"

     "-Hum?

     However, Mukuro uttered a bewildered moan.

     A huge volatile object sliding from the right had obstructed Mukuro's assault.

     Needless to say, even with the cover of the Fraxinus Territory, protection against the attack of a Spirit with simple fragments of metal was an absolute impossibility. It seemed that the armor plates from the battle of the nearby spacecraft had shifted to its location. But this had only defended against the direct attacks of the laser beam. The metal remains that had resisted Mukuro's attacks abruptly sent Shidou crashing backwards due to the great force and pressure.

     "Guah ... ugh!"

     "Are you okay, Shidou?"

     Unsure of how far Mukuro had been pushed, the armor plate finally stopped with a wobble. It seemed that Tohka had reached Shidou and had taken the piece of metal to a careful halt.

     "A-Ah ... Thanks for that, Tohka. By the way-"

     Shidou gently placed his hand on the metal plate that had conveniently protected him.

     "It's a coincidence that this piece of metal floats right between Mukuro and ..."

     Speaking up to that moment, Shidou suddenly stopped his words.

     "Hey…?"

     He saw something inside that segment of silver armor.

     (I.e.

     "...... Fuh. I got rid of the stained parasites. "

     Looking vaguely at the universe that had suffered an influx of metallic projectiles with its hollow eyes, Mukuro let out a sigh without emotion.

     The scrap heaps of machinery irregularly floating around the space surrounding Mukuro slowly began to rearm in humanoid robots. Each of them directed the hostility towards Mukuro, although only to have its eliminations imposed by her later.

     Mukuro snatched a piece of armor from the levitation plate and carefully scanned the object.

     "Lots of absurd visitors today. Hmm ... "

     He dismissed the mechanical brains of the robots and looked beyond.

     "No one could compete with you, Shidou."

     There was a teenage boy whose pupils burned with a firm, determined flame, along with a young girl standing between them to protect him.

     "Renouncing your life so laboriously recovered? Such a coincidence can not happen twice. "

     Mukuro clung firmly to <Miguel> as he vocalized. With drops of cold sweat dripping from her forehead, Shidou fixed her passionate eyes on her.

     "I'm not going to run away. I've said it before, but I'll open that heart of yours. "

     "Your hypocrisy is like a maze not to be trapped; Muku said so until now. "

     As she retorted so as half-opening her eyes, Mukuro moved to the surroundings with her hands stretched.

     "In that contingency, what do you decide? Do you want to persist in wasting these iron puppets? You are no longer capable of getting rid of the most astute changes. "

     "And that - even if they are disintegrated, they can still be used."

     Shidou folded the corners of his lips, lifting the pseudo-Michael in his hands. As if in response to this, the dispersed humanoid parts flew to Mukuro as small aeroliths.

     However, that was not all.

     "Tohka!"

     "A!"

     Accompanying this fervent cry, Shidou and the girl hurried to Mukuro along with the countless shells.

     "They intend to corner Mukuro to reveal a hidden weakness by the driving impulse of the combined attack."

     "Do not……"

     Mukuro immediately denied the idea that popped into his mind, narrowing his eyes as he did so.

     "Haaaaa!"

     And as if to interrupt Mukuro's thought process, the girl powerfully maneuvered the great sword with a piercing scream that threatened to tear her.

     Despite this, this attack was not a devastating blow that would hit Mukuro's body. Not even the slightest trace of thirst for blood could be perceived by the technique of the girl's sword. A companion of Shidou who had made a promise to help him save other Spirits would never slice it into two halves.

     Such an attack could easily be blocked. Mukuro held tight to <Miguel>.

     (I.e.

     However, the moment before receiving the blade, Mukuro made his body dodge to one side and pass the attack.

     "Uwah !?"

     Thinking that Mukuro would evade his attack even before he approached, the girl unexpectedly staggered forward. Mukuro kicked the girl's shoulders, sending her completely out of balance and even turning considerably due to the rotation.

     In an instant, a door opened in the space behind Mukuro, and the tip of <Miguel> could be seen spreading at high speed.

     "What--?"

     A panicked moan escaped Shidou's lips-shifting his vision inside, a stupefied expression appeared on Shidou's face as he held his <Miguel> with both hands.

     As Mukuro had anticipated, the tip of Shidou's <Miguel> had been submerged by the portal-like portal that cracked through the void of space.

     "As planned."

     Mukuro hummed.

     Attracting Mukuro's attention through numerous projectiles, Tohka's attacks, and even opening a door with <Miguel> to dimensionally connect spaces to his side and behind Mukuro-if the duplicate of <Michael> of Shidou possessed a power Parallel to the original, there was no doubt what he would think of such a plan.

     In reality, this was dexterity using the unique characteristic of an angel; A very pragmatic movement.

     "Yet that strategy would not work against an opponent who genuinely handled the angel and knew very well the ins and outs of his abilities.

     "Remorse indeed. With this, your death.

     Mukuro laconically verbalized and pushed the cane in the form of a key in his hands at the door that Shidou had opened. The tip of the key extorted Shidou from space that had been distorted by the power of an angel. In this way, everything would come to an end. Even for Shidou, if the functionality of his body was sealed, he would not be able to move even a muscle.

     But as Michael's point was about to stab his body:

     "Hyaa!"

     An unbridled shout rumbled, and Shidou's body shrank rapidly, turning into the small figure of a young woman with scruffy hair, with an unpleasant grimace on her face. She hugged her own head as if to dodge Mukuro's attack as she spoke in a voice that contrasted with her actions.

     "A-A-Now, Shidou!"

     "Hm?"

     The unexpected change of circumstances surprised Mukuro, causing her to suddenly widen her eyes at the events unfolding before them. And at that precise moment, he felt an unexpected presence appearing behind her.

     "……Hey?"

     Mukuro looked back. Without knowing when or how, he discovered Shidou standing on his back with <Miguel> clutching at his hands.

     "Inconceivable. What are you-"

     "I'm just a random high school student."

     Quick with his words, Shidou quickly lunged forward with <Miguel>. The end of the key impaled the Mukuro's vulnerable chest.

     Exactly when, how and from where; Each of these doubts frantically glided around Mukuro's head. Even so, they held for a few seconds.

     "...... <Unlock-Rātaibu>!"

     Coinciding with Shidou's voice, he turned the <Miguel> punched in Mukuro.

     "Ah -----"

     Mukuro felt in a fleeting instant the whole of his inner being, which had been sealed by what seemed an eternity, as if it had been instilled with a beating kaleidoscope of false illusions.

     (I.e.

     "Fuh--"

     "Haaaa!"

     Origami's <Einherjar> and Artemisia's lightsaber exchanged ferocious cuts with each other, erratically scattering magic shines throughout the dark cosmos.

     "Kuh ......"

     The critical blows of the saber as it snaked around its spear hit Origami's arms. It was not difficult for one to perceive that each blow executed by his opponent bore persistent intent to kill and unbreakable power.

     But Origami was not cheerful and receiving attacks without thinking. The current Origami could now exert a combat tactic never before used.

     "- <Metatron>!"

     With a loud cry, dozens of wings like feathers are manifested in the back of Origami. Each of them seemed to be flying with different wills of their own. Then, all the front ends of these plumes pointed at Artemisia, fixing it as its target and unloading blinding rays of light together.

     "Oh."

     Artemisia exclaimed slightly, swinging her thin body to avoid the assault.

     "You're not going."

     Origami fixed his eyes on Artemisia, transmitting instructions through his mind to <Metatron> flying in space. Following this directive, half of the feathers were fanned behind Artemisia, emitting a mesh of laser beams and sealing their escape routes. The remaining half gathered on the front of <Einherjar>, taking the form of a titanic drill.

     "Hah!"

     Light rays that are exuded from the swirling swirl <Metatron> fused into a spiral propeller, directly attacking the Artemisia line.

     "--Not bad."

     Artemisia laughed softly and narrowed her eyes.

     The next moment, the winglike structures attached to the backpack of Artemisia on their backs concentrated on the gathered feathers of Metatron and carried out magical bombardments.

     "Kuh ...!"

     Two beams of light collided with each other, releasing destructive shock waves radially.

     However, the confrontation between the two fighters did not persist for long. Artemisia threw the lightsaber in her hand toward Origami's head.

     "Chi ..."

     Toughly frowning, Origami retracted from his back as he moved away from the projectile.

     However, on analyzing this as an uncommon opportunity, Artemisia flipped her body using the handle of the <Einherjar> spear as a foothold in order to leave the encompassing Origami net.

     "Wow ... That was very close."

     Distancing herself from Origami, Artemisia exhaled a breath of relief after magnetizing her sword, which she had previously thrown, manipulating her Territory.

     "A combination of spirit and magical energy, eh? What an exceptionally intriguing ... although I regret to say that now is not the time to play. A winner has to be determined- "

     At this moment, Artemisia's words abruptly ceased.

     Origami's face was painted with an impression of confusion, oblivious to what had happened exactly - only to be replaced in an instant with one of realization once he adjusted his line of sight to Artemisia.

     <Goetia> - The large spacecraft piloted by Ellen Mathers was descending toward Earth as it released clouds of charred fumes.

     "Ellen !? That <Goetia> was ... !? "

     After having always maintained a compact and imperturbable expression, Artemisia showed a quivering disguise for the first time. Knowing not to act carelessly, Origami opened his mouth as he pointed the tip of his spear at Artemisia.

     "" It's your loss. Surrender obediently. "

     "............"

     Artemisia was speechless for a moment before staring intently at Origami with piercing eyes.

     "……Make no mistake. Ellen's defeat is certainly beyond expectations, but that does not mean mine. That's because our goal today is ... "

     "----"

     "Overthrow the Spirits."

     "Ugh ... <Metatron>!"

     Instantly, Origami seized the opportunity when Artemisia looked to the right and issued orders to her angel <Metatron>.

     But ... it was too slow. The artillery of magical power fired by the Artemisia team passed before the attack of <Metatron> and made a line for the coordinates of Shidou and Mukuro.

     (I.e.

     "A-Oh ..."

     A line of sight was quickly obfuscated with hazy spots. Strangely nostalgic feelings as if the blood flowed quickly to his dormant limbs. Mukuro's breast tightened in the sudden metamorphosis of the environment, perplexed and bewildered as he was wrapped in complete chaos.

     -Chaos.

     Indeed. This matter prevailed as an anomalous phenomenon in itself.

     The Mukuro, whose heart and soul had been sealed by <Miguel> could never have felt such affectionate feelings.

     "Ah, rather, it was because of this. It is true. Little by little, Mukuro understood. The key stabbed into <Miguel>. Shidou, Itsuka Shidou.

     <Unlock>. He had unlocked it. He had unlocked Mukuro's heart. He unlocked the seal in the heart of Mukuro. He unlocked the permanent seal that had forever isolated Mukuro's heart.

     The river of emotions flowed; Was being emptied into the heart of Mukuro. Mukuro He experienced invisible, unstable colors, now vivid with intense tones and lively tinctures.

     Anger indignant that his heart broke without ceremonies; Fascinated by how Shidou implemented a casual modus operandi; And above all, a particular feeling towards the person who had hitherto relinquished all aspects of his personal security in his struggle for the good of Mukuro--

     "Mukuro !!"

     Due to the overwhelming surge of a wide range of different emotions, such a voice reverberated in his deprecated consciousness without warning. Since the synchronous link between those feelings and his mind had not yet been made, trying to handle a reaction to that proved to be too much of an arduous job. But somewhere in Mukuro's head, the information obtained from his field of vision allowed him to guess the current state of affairs.

     Approaching, a ray of light was directed directly at Mukuro.

     What Shidou had referred to was definitely this. But. Nevertheless. Still. The violent outbursts of emotion made Mukuro unable to properly mobilize his own body. It would be but a small moment for that ray of light to pierce Mukuro's physique.

     Oh, how awful.

     --Fear.

     Fear of pain and fear of death, a long, senseless terror quickly circulated through Mukuro's heart.

     Nevertheless.

     "Guh ...!"

     The next instant, the accumulated fear that still accumulated in Mukuro's chest was replaced completely by another feeling.

     Shidou had firmly embraced Mukuro in order to protect her from the rays of light.

     "Ah--"

     "<Zadkiel> ...... ugh!"

     Accompanying that cry, a solid ice shield formed behind Shidou, who, shortly afterwards, suffered the direct hit of a thunderous magic explosion.

     "H-a ... Ugh!"

     The fleeting shield created briefly seemed unable to withstand the power of the attack. With torture, Shidou and Mukuro's embrace were sent flying.

     Mukuro discerned a mysterious sensation.

     When Mukuro reflected on how the unexplainable warmth that improved his surroundings until now had suddenly vanished, a specific and indistinguishable force began to push it vigorously.

     He soon realized that this force was Earth gravity. After being cast planning for the impact of the beam of light, Shidou and Mukuro were disengaged from the fantastic territory that had been constantly engulfing Shidou.

     If they continued in that state, they would fall into the atmosphere. Mukuro decided to use

     <Miguel> to open a door that led to a safe place. However, his body refused to obey, no matter what he did.

     "Guh - <Raphael>! Zadkiel! "

     As Shidou summoned, a tornado spun and a wall of ice grew around them.

     "You're good ... Mukuro! I'll definitely protect you ... ugh! "

     After declaring it, Shidou joined Mukuro to his chest with even more force. Thump, Thump; The beats of their hearts spread through their bodies.

     "----"

     A certain color arose from the profusion of emotions. But before what could be alluded to that shadow could be predicted:

     The bodies of Mukuro and Shidou had already sunk into the blue planet.

     [1] It refers to the classic myth of Icarus and Daedalus. Icarus fell from the sky after the wax holding his man-made wings melted from flying near the sun

     [2] Blót (ロ ロ ー ト)] was a Nordic pagan sacrifice to the Norse gods, earth spirits, and perhaps even to someone's ancestors. Sacrifice often took the form of a sacramental meal or feast

     [1] Pestilence, as its proper noun, means the personification of Conquest, the first of the four horsemen. Metaphorically, this word describes Shido's desire, in a sense, conquers the Spirits.

     Of course, this may sound pejorative to the other Spirits; However, from Mukuro's point of view, she has zero intimacy with Shido; Therefore, she looks at him as a plague.

     [2] Fruition: Enjoyment or intense joy that a person feels when doing something.

     [3] Trompe-l'oeil is French, by a technique that deceives the eyes.

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     Chapter 7: The Unlocked Heart.

     The shots and the explosions that shook the earth echoed one after the other. Devastating steps and auguries of destruction, the accumulation of matter fell into ruin and collapse, crumbling uninterruptedly and making a proposal that preludes the inevitable end.

     The headquarters of Ratatoskr were being cornered in a desperate situation. The main culprit was undoubtedly the DEM Industries. Like Ratatoskr, they transcended all human knowledge and intelligence and entered the kingdom of the gods. They were the owners of the Realizer units.

     Naturally, Ratatoskr would not have opened his doors unprepared to his enemies. It would not even be an exaggeration to say that his defense system was the best in the world. Several warning systems have been implemented that continuously analyzed foreign entities through the air protection barriers established through the Realizer units. In addition, the invisibility camouflage completely concealed the location of the base.

     The most important defense tactic for a strategic fortress was not to be an unshakable citadel against any kind of attack nor be provided with formidable power capable of withstanding any enemy attack no matter how fierce it may be. Instead, Elliot Woodman thought it was to become a hidden fortress absolutely undetectable to any adversary.

     Ratatoskr was itself a secret organization. Since their goal was not national defense, there was no requirement to defend their power to neutralize the enemy. That is why its center of operations was not embellished like a golden palace of a feudal lord, nor was it a position emblem like the Ministry of Defense. On the contrary, to be exact, drawing attention would simply endanger and lead to its disappearance.

     In addition, only a small minority of Ratatoskr's staff was aware of the whereabouts of the base.

     Those who were allowed to visit simply consisted of aircraft that also kept the concealment secret. Regardless of the information agency of any country, it was impossible to ascertain the existence of such a massive facility at these coordinates.

     And in this regard, as the archenemy of Ratatoskr, the DEM Industries should have been no exception. However, this supposed imperceptible barrier of defense had been unexpectedly destroyed, due to the omniscient demon king <Beelzebub>.

     "Although I was not completely bewildered, I did not expect to be eliminated by such beauty.

     No wonder it was you, Ike. "

     Woodman shrugged slightly and murmured that way.

     He was a man in his fifties who tied his white blond hair in one lump. Despite being in the middle of a nightmare, he was taking the situation calmly.

     However, this was nothing out of the ordinary. Woodman was the highest commander of Ratatoskr, leader of the roundtable. In other words, he himself was the leader of the organization. As a result, Woodman had to remain calm in the face of those events. If the commander lost his temper, the lack of morale would spread exponentially to his subordinates and would cause the chain of command to lose control. As one of eminent status, he needed to adopt a calm, balanced smile at all times. Even until his death, Woodman firmly held this belief.

     In addition, it was true that Woodman had anticipated a result in which he would have an unfortunate encounter with an invasion of the DEM Industries. Seeing that the old ally of Woodman, as well as the present enemy, Isaac Westcott, had acquired an omniscient demon king, it was not a demanding risk to predict that the knowledge he wanted to know was the location of any Unsealed Spirit and his own whereabouts. After all, he was considered a despised traitor.

     For this same reason, Woodman moved to his current base, which owned the highest-level defense system of all and was owned by Ratatoskr.

     "Are you kidding. Isaac is not one who thinks things over. However, it is a boy who wants to show his new toy to his old friend. "

     The woman who was standing next to Woodman and appeared to be from Northern Europe with blond hair tied, tastelessly said that. His elegant blue eyes stared at Woodman through his thin glasses.

     Karen Mathers. She was Woodman's personal secretary and was the strongest magician in the world, the sister of Ellen Mathers. Like Woodman, he had also been a member of DEM's technical staff. That way, she was able to make such accurate assessments of Westcott.

     Woodman could not help easing the corners of his mouth.

     "Maybe that's right on target. Ike was always firm, although that could be why he is such a treacherous person. Think

     Karen gave a mocking look as she said it. Then he lowered his head to see the miniature device in his hand and lifted it again after carrying out a series of operations with great dexterity.

     "Escape Route - Complete Confirmation, over here."

     "Okay, what about information handling?"

     "No problem. Of course, if Ike's new toy snooped on that, there would be nothing we could do.

     "

     "Does not matter. Well, let's go. It also issues a withdrawal order to the other staff. "

     "It is understood."

     Karen nodded slightly, reaching under the table and pressing a hidden button. In response, the wall behind the table began to retract, revealing a secret elevator used to escape during times of emergency.

     "Excuse us."

     So Karen stepped into the elevator as she held the handles of the wheelchair that she carried to Woodman.

     Once the two of them entered, the doors slammed shut. After Karen made a series of steps on the wall-mounted panel, the elevator began to descend, accompanied by the dampening sounds of the mechanical gears.

     Shortly after, the oscillations were stopped and the doors that were in opposite directions were simultaneously unlocked. What was revealed in front of the couple was a dark alley paved with reinforced concrete and stretched out straight as if it were endless.

     "A helicopter is waiting at the end. Please be patient."

     As she spoke, Karen started to push the wheelchair down the dark hall.

     But within a few moments, the noises of Karen's shoes and the chirping of the wheels of the wheelchair echoing on all four sides were suddenly hushed.

     The reason was obvious.

     The silhouette of a human figure appeared in front of them.

     "Thank you, Elliot. It seems like centuries have passed since we last met face to face. "

     A man dressed in a sable coat of Sable-sable, whose expression was a malicious smile, articulated so casually.

     "..............."

     As if acting in response to the existing situation, the handlebar of the wheelchair shook a little.

     Even for Karen, maintaining quiet and unqualified behavior when faced with such

     circumstances proved to be especially exhausting. However, in order to restrain his own trembling to such a tiny degree in his presence, Karen's instinct deserved enough praise.

     "It seems ... We have not seen each other in a long time, Ike."

     Woodman said the name of the man who was standing in front of them, squinting in the process.

     Once the blond hair had deteriorated into a mediocre state after observing several transfigurations of the world over time, along with a pair of calm eyes as still as stagnant water.

     If all the disastrous catastrophes and all the corrupted in this world met and formed forcefully a human being, it would look more or less like this. In spite of knowing that this opinion was quite excessive, these offensive thoughts continued to appear naturally in his mind. This only meant that the man before him was really such a person.

     Woodman's weakened vision could at least vaguely discern the man's posture even with his worn glasses. However, that enigmatic voice of him, as well as his dark appearance and that peculiar environment that surrounded him told Woodman that he was once an esteemed friend who appreciated the same ideals and followed the same path as him.

     "I never thought you would go so far as to wait for me here. Just in case there were also a lot of prepared escape routes. Another of Beelzebub's capabilities, I suppose? "

     When he heard Woodman's question, Westcott shrugged exaggeratedly.

     "No, no, nothing like that. To my dismay, <Beelzebub> was scribbled by one of those spirits of yours. Finding this place by chance was by simple intuition. I just felt that I would definitely choose this place if it were you. "

     "I see. You have well deserved the title of my old rival, obstinate as always. "

     Woodman and Westcott laughed together as if their minds were telepathically linked.

     "Well, then ...... tell me your business. If you wanted to pay me a visit, the way you knock on the door of an old friend is rather abrupt, do not you think? "

     "Aah, my apologies. To be honest, it's not that bad. I just wanted you and Karen to escort me back to DEM. "

     Westcott spoke in a quiet tone. Or rather, from his perspective, this way of speaking was perhaps a normal standard, even if it meant the collapse of an organization.

     Neither amazement nor anger stayed on Woodman's face after listening. Then he lifted the corners of his mouth.

     "And what will you do if you shamelessly reject it? Will you kill us? "

     "Gosh, of course not, that would defeat the purpose of His Excellency Ellen's absence. I would like to respect your will and not against your wishes. Except that ...... .if you are not willing, then as a substitute ... .. "

     Westcott shrugged, narrowed his eyes, and extended his right hand forward.

     "<Beelzebub>."

     He calmly called that name. In a fraction of a second, a tenebrous whirlwind swirled around his hand, boiling with an effervescence of black ink, before finally manifesting itself in the form of a book.

     "Come on, will not you entertain me a little?"

     "Huh ......"

     Seeing with his own eyes, the materialized object wrapped in dark miasma, Woodman gently let out a sigh and placed his hand on his lower jaw as if looking for the beard on his chin.

     His opponent was a demon king. If possible, Woodman would never have wished to face such a confrontation.

     However ... under these circumstances, I could not say those stubborn words.

     "... I suppose there is nothing that can be done. You were always an impossible man. "

     Woodman sighed slightly, abruptly concentrating force on his arms and unhurriedly lifting his wheelchair body slowly. However, his shoulder was pushed back by Karen.

     "That's out of the question, Elliot."

     "Do not worry, Karen."

     "But."

     Woodman smiled and tenderly pulled Karen's hand, staggering forward.

     "......... To the maximum, I still have my hands left and right."

     Then he whispered in an inaudible voice as he stood in front of Westcott.

     "In that case ... let's begin. Speaking of which, Ike, this must be the first time that I face you face-to-face. "

     "Really? After all, I'm very weak. Just standing in front of you makes me shiver in my legs, Elliot.

     "

     Westcott ridiculously ridiculed him with considerable buffoonery.

     Woodman grinned in response to Westcott's mocking joke and then pulled out a gold article that looked like a label with a name.

     Part 2

     Although each individual had different opinions about how long his logical reasoning can endure before senility got the better of them, reversing the question of how soon one becomes able to remember, I would respond to five years.

     Remembering the past, he had always been alone at the time.

     This was not an abstract question. Nor was it a philosophical theme that suggested self-evaluation. It was pure and unsophisticated; Allowed to see the light shining on itself. Parents, brothers and sisters, predetermined stocks that were supposed to be there, something known as family had not been by my side.

     When I realized that fact, my feelings - to be honest, I could not really remember the point where I was unable to describe it in words even the kind of emotion I felt. Naturally, it was impossible to know which of them comforted the heart, but this feeling was not like simple pain or loneliness. To explain why, it was an emotion that claimed to be deprived of one's own family; A pain due to having experienced the heat of a family; The loneliness for not being for oneself at the beginning.

     I had been alone from the beginning, therefore, to define this feeling as the loneliness was perhaps exaggerated. It was also inevitable. After all, children who were given the status of having a family were special. Since it was not special, it was inevitable. If I had to say it, I would consider it closer to a philosophical vacuum.

     "But again, how long has it been since then?" At one point, those days ended abruptly.

     For the first time, I got a family.

     Of course, they were not related to me by blood. Only a married couple, who had wanted a child, took care of me and suggested I adopt.

     Through what procedure they requested my adoption, I could no longer remember it. Rather, to be honest, although I still remember slightly the words that the staff members told me, my young self back then had not really understood its meaning.

     However, those things did not matter.

     For me, for the self that had always been alone, this was the first time I had a family.

     This truth had too much impact, even making me feel lost. Father, Mother, next to a girl who would soon become my sister. My own family, a family to which I belonged.

     "Hello. From now on, we will be the members of your family. "

     At the moment these words of my Mother reached my ears. "-, ah, uh, aahh."

     Tears welled up from the edges of my eyes.

     It felt as if bright colors were painted out in a whole world in black and white.

     People who loved me.

     People I could love.

     So swear-do everything I could to love them-my father, my mother and my sister.

     Part 3

     "......, Ah ... .."

     Shidou complained quietly and opened his eyes.

     "That was……"

     There was the impression that an inconceivable dream had just happened; A dream that made people appreciate it, but it was still something vague, a dream that induced sadness, but also emitted a tender warmth.

     "Nn ......."

     Inside his darkened consciousness, Shidou felt a slight irritation on his cheek, so he wiped his face with his hand.

     It was then that she realized immediately: those wet tears dripped on her face, obviously not the volume that came from a small yawn. It seemed that they were shed during their sleep.

     "... what happened to me ...?"

     Shidou fiddled with the fringe of her hair as she surveyed her surroundings. Suddenly, his blurred field of vision projects the objects clearly.

     He looked like he'd been sleeping on a bed. Subsequently, a wall and a ceiling of pure white entered his line of vision. This place should be the infirmary of Fraxinus.

     Shidou unhurriedly straightened the top of his body upward, stretching his body substantially.

     His tense muscles made him ache, his joints sounded moderately.

     At that moment, the door of the room opened abruptly and the Spirits entered the room one after another, headed by Kotori.

     "Sorry ... Oh, Shidou!"

     "Ooh! Are you awake!?"

     Full of wonder, they all opened their eyes. Shidou smirked as he approached them.

     "Aah ...... .I just got here."

     Shidou forced a laugh in response, causing Tohka, who was behind Kotori, to nod as if he noticed something was wrong with Shidou.

     "Shidou, something happened? You were crying?"

     "Ah, it's nothing ... it's just that I felt a little drowsy."

     To say that a dream had made him cry was indeed complicated, not to mention the fact that he did not want to make them all worry, Shidou made an effort to overlook that by putting a smile on his face.

     Whether Kotori sensed something strange about Shidou's attitude or otherwise, he gave a dubious expression, only to immediately sigh with impotence and look at him again.

     "Forget it .... Most importantly, Shidou, is your body okay?"

     "Hey? Ahh ...... I think I'll be fine ... .. "

     Although Shidou was momentarily confused by Kotori's serious appearance, he quickly dismissed it with a puff. With Kotori's words as the catalyst, his previously uncertain and confused memories resurrected at once.

     Before losing consciousness, as he embraced Mukuro, Shidou had passed through the atmospheric entrance with nothing but his body as a shield. Even with the protection of an angel, such a bold and crazy ruse would undoubtedly give rise to Kotori's anxiety and anguish.

     "Where is Mukuro ......? How is Mukuro? It's okay?"

     Shidou instantly got up with enough force to send the blankets flying.

     Fortunately, with the protection of <Zadkiel> and <Raphael>, along with the healing of

     <Camael> healing ability, there were no more visible wounds on Shidou's body. However, due to his loss of knowledge before landing even on the surface of the Earth, Shidou could not be completely confident in the well-being of Mukuro.

     Then Kotori showed an untimely appearance and began to speak.

     "Unknowing, when we found you, Mukuro's traces were gone. Of course, we considered the possibility of the two of you separating when you were on the air and carried out a large-scale investigation of your landing place ...... "

     "Then ...... it could be that ... .."

     Shidou could not help showing a disturbed consternation, to which Kotori shook his head as if to assure him that everything would be all right.

     "Even if he got lost or anything, in any case, Mukuro is still a Spirit with a full astral dress. From the moment it was discovered that you were safe, it was shown that you would be safe too.

     Assuming she had regained consciousness before they both landed, she probably decided that the best course of action was for her to flee and hide somewhere for the time being.

     "Y-Ya I see ......"

     Hearing Kotori's explanation, Shidou breathed a sigh of relief.

     "........."

     However, shortly thereafter, Shidou sank back into a deep heaviness, tightening his lips. The fact that Mukuro was unharmed was worthy of being happy.

     However, his escape and uncertain whereabouts left Shidou within his limits and feeling helpless.

     Shidou silently glimpsed his right hand, squeezing it into a fist - as if to reaffirm the persistent texture of the key he had previously held in his palm.

     At the time of the conquest, Shidou had certainly pierced Mukuro's chest with his pseudo

     <Michael>, thereby unlocking the lock placed on his heart.

     But in the end, this was just the beginning. Assuming that the deadlock in her heart had been broken, the absence of Mukuro only served to jeopardize the favorable impressions she possessed towards Shidou. Eventually, he would have nothing more than to awaken his emotions that had been sealed-or, in the worst case, there was a possibility of the feelings that made him think deplorably in Shidou.

     And as the crucial point that could influence the matter either for good or bad, during their first meeting, Shidou had already fainted. Although there was nothing he could do to stop it, Shidou still wrinkled his face with remorse.

     "...... I'm sorry, even though you guys did so much for me, but I ......"

     As Shidou spoke thus, the Spirits opened their eyes in a consecutive, surprised way, shaking their heads with all their might.

     "What nonsense are you saying? We all know how great your efforts are. "

     "E-That's right. Do not say those things."

     "You feel very depressed, do not you? Do you want to rub my oppai? Even though they have not even reached the level to caress them! ¡Ajaja! "

     Nia made an uncomfortable joke. Drops of cold sweat formed on Shidou's cheeks as he laughed hard.

     "Hey, can I !? What a service that is !! Are you the Virgin Mary? "

     Contrary to Shidou's reaction, Miku began to move his fingers, his face flushed with emotion.

     However, since the subject of the conversation had gotten out of the subject, not to mention that it was inappropriate, Kotori and others held Miku.

     "Miku, shut up for now."

     "Ah ~ n! Evil!"

     "There ... seriously. Well, feeling depressed will not do us any good. Besides, it's not like there's no progress. If you really want to return our intentions, start by encouraging and moving forward. "

     "A-Oh, yeah ...... .. You're right."

     Shidou smiled wryly and nodded in agreement. It was what Kotori had said. Although thinking about the past was rather useless, learning nothing of the setback and moving forward just stuck them. Even if it was to have faith in all who had faith in him, Shidou definitely could not stay still.

     "... Ah."

     Gathering his thoughts up here, Shidou suddenly stumbled over something and exclaimed.

     "What is it, Shidou?"

     "By the way, Kotori, what happened to the base of Ratatoskr ... ..!?"

     Shidou clutched his fist as he asked. It is true. Just before Shidou and the others headed for the cosmos, the port of Fraxinus, the base of Ratatoskr, suffered an assault on the DEM Industries.

     Upon hearing Shidou's question, Kotori could not help but sigh as he answered.

     "...... Saying you're in good shape would be a little unlikely. The damages are considerably fatal.

     We have no choice but to abandon that base. "

     "It-It's so bad the situation, huh ... What about Woodman-san and Karen-san ... !?"

     "................"

     Shidou revealed a shaky expression as she asked him timidly. Kotori then quietly pulled a small-scale terminal out of his jacket pocket, showing his screen towards Shidou.

     "Eh ...?"

     Ignoring what Kotori intended with his behavior, Shidou was completely confused. After a few seconds, the terminal screen showed Woodman's face.

     "Woodman-san !!"

     "Aah, Shidou-kun. How is your body? I heard you passed the atmospheric entrance with only your body. "

     "A-About that ...... I'm fine. Compared to that, what about you, Woodman-san ...? "

     "You may consider me very well. Forgive me for making you worry-oooh! "

     In the course of communication, Woodman produced sounds of pain. Shidou's eyebrows quivered.

     "W-Woodman-san?"

     "How do you take the loss of an arm and a leg as 'good'? Apart from being covered with cuts and bruises, you are beyond description. "

     A voice that was not from Woodman echoed, which reminded her carefully, let alone feminine

     ... it was Karen's voice. Even though his tone of speech was as soft and steady as he always was in the past, for some reason, this time it seemed he could barely contain his temper.

     "Hurry up and go into Realizer's medical unit all at once. It is important that we maintain absolute stability immediately. "

     Woodman chuckled and looked at Shidou.

     "Apology for that. I'd rather talk to you a little more, but, as you can see, Karen is already in that state. "

     "N-Not at all, okay ...... Although what do you mean 'lose an arm and a leg'?"

     "Elliot."

     "I get it; I understand, so stop crying, Karen. "

     The figure of Woodman stepped back from the screen and the transmission was disconnected.

     Kotori shrugged and put the terminal away.

     "-That's how things are. At least they seem to have escaped successfully. "

     "O-Oh ... .I still think I heard something quite serious."

     "Well, I'm worried too ... but those two always secretly try to cover up somehow and get off topic."

     After Kotori exhaled softly, he revitalized his energy again and crossed his arms.

     "Anyway, you should get some rest, Shidou. We'll look after Mukuro. If by chance we found her and could not move, you could not even talk to her. "

     "Ahh, I understand ...... but I wonder where Mukuro was ..."

     "We would not be in trouble if we knew. With that <Michael> of her, she can go almost anywhere. Perhaps she has already gone to some unknown part of the cosmos, or perhaps by some accident is waiting somewhere in the vicinity ... .. "

     Just then, the moment his words reached this point, Kotori's voice broke off abruptly.

     His eyes widened in perfect circles, looking silently in Shidou's direction.

     "Hey? What is it, Kotori? There is something…!?"

     Shidou felt a surge of cynicism overtake him when he asked with a bowed head - only to have his voice suspended as Kotori's voice had been done a few moments ago. No, to be even more precise, it was because of the bewildering confusion that he had no choice but to hold his breath and stop talking.

     However, this was to be expected. After all, without any warning, two hands had moved and stretched from behind Shidou, embracing him with a shrill screech afterward.

     The supernatural phenomenon made Shidou's stiff body completely numb until at last he could barely turn his head to look at who, or what, was behind him.

     "Hey…?"

     Immediately when she faced her fear, Shidou saw the facial features of a girl who, unknowingly, showed up there. She had a confused expression and her eyes were wide.

     "-Hueh, it seems to me that you have acquired knowledge."

     Vociferating in that way, the corners of the girl's mouth relaxed. Visible through his elegant long hair was a pair of glittering eyes glistening with a gleaming golden glow and displaying a cheerful appearance.

     Shidou's train of thought was briefly in disarray for a moment.

     However, it was not in any case the result of the sudden appearance of the girl who did not even say a single greeting step. Instead, it resulted from his brain's absolute inability to integrate the representation of the same girl he knew with the present girl whose face was painted with a euphoric, rhapsodic, and simply happy expression.

     However, there was no mistake; The girl who entered the scene was treated de-

     "M-Mukuro ...... !?"

     "The spirit that had fought against Shidou in the cosmos, Hoshimiya Mukuro, had come unintentionally from an open door in mid-air, wrapping his arms around Shidou's shoulders.

     "What……!?"

     "Po-Why is Mukuro here ... !?"

     "Panic. How did we come to this? "

     Shortly after Shidou, the Spirits expressed their astonishment one by one. Each one gave a serious exclamation of "Huh?" Around the room.

     Afterwards, Mukuro examined them all, standing aside, but instantly changed his line of sight and annoyed Shidou's cheeks like playful whispers.

     "To have the nerve to let Muku wait for you, what a detestable man. No matter, Muku allows you, you who inspired my heart to such heights. "

     "Hah ......., Eh ......, What ......?"

     "Why is your face very cautious? Hehe, lovely man. "

     "... ..!?"

     Mukuro uttered intimately sweet verses while giving Shidou's nose a pinch or two. Gaped, Shidou felt as if his senses had been hypnotized under a spell. This was not a surprise, for in his opposition there was a Spirit who had once mercilessly cast a shower of meteors without a second thought. So that his attitude softened within such a short period of time ... no, softening did not do him justice. Claiming that she was another person with an identical face would have been more convincing. Tohka and Kotori, too, ran out of speech as a result of the dramatic difference in behavior.

     "Ah ......"

     Shidou frowned, trying to know the cause of this change.

     "Could it be that this is because the lock of your heart was opened ...?"

     "......!"

     Upon hearing Shidou's conjecture, the other Spirits opened their surprised eyes very well one after another.

     It is true. Comparing the moment he found her in outer space and the present, if something had happened between these two points in time, it would have to be the incident in which Shidou had unlocked the seal on Mukuro's heart.

     According to Shidou's memory, the girl, once absentmindedly unexpressed, but now blazingly vibrant, was no longer her old self. This must be as it had been its true nature before the sealing incident. No, even if that was the case, it somehow seemed that Mukuro was behaving excessively in love with Shidou. Cold sweat began to form on Shidou's forehead as he asked.

     "M-Mukuro ......? Why did you suddenly become so kind? Or what made you want to come near me? Um, I'm not saying it's a bad thing, uh, it's a good thing actually ...... "

     "Hueh?"

     Mukuro let out an incomprehensible expression for a moment, responding afterwards.

     "Being bewitched by Nushi-sama [1], you who followed Muku to the ends of the universe and released her, is such an abnormal thing? On the contrary, Muku knows a man without rivalry, rogue, insolent whose mouth is granted with acts of fidelity to save Muku and impart his happiness. "

     "Ugh ......"

     The reality was just as she'd said it.

     From Shidou's perspective, before making a firm resolution to save the Spirits, he had undergone a variety of difficult situations and distressing situations. On the other hand, from Mukuro's point of view, he was a womanizer screaming "I love you" - who had appeared in front of her from nowhere.

     "Sorry, sorry. Nushi-sama is too adorable, irresistible to play with him. "

     Seeing Shidou completely perplexed, Mukuro laughed cheerfully.

     "My old statements did not persuade. In the course of the unlocking, what Nushi-sama informed Muku and what Nushi-sama caused Muku to be indebted to Nushi-sama forever.

     These verses are indomitable sworn ... Also, if Nushi-sama begs the urge to why Muku is desiring you, then that urge would be ... "

     Mukuro flexed his fingers as if he were reflecting again and again, immediately squeezing them with applause.

     "Paradoxical, I suppose."

     "……Hey hey."

     Shidou was forced to sigh to Mukuro's conclusion. However, the girl simply resumed her behavior, transforming it into something funny.

     "Love, hatred, and the like; Once felt, certainly exists in that way. 'Paradoxical' - manifests the similarity that Nushi-sama and Muku share. "

     "Similarity ...?"

     Toward uncertain disclosure whose meaningful significance was ill-defined, Shidou inclined his head in confusion. However, having good intentions towards himself and the beloved ones was not uncommon, and some kind of close intimacy towards Shidou had flourished within Mukuro.

     When Shidou was thinking about this idea, Mukuro sincerely laughed and continued.

     "That's the essence. However, Nushi-sama. Pray, you promise your fidelity to Muku forever. "

     "Fidelity?

     "Hueh. Nushi-sama committed himself. To impart happiness to Muku, therefore declares Muku as your slave ...... In deliberation, Muku does not understand the word "slave of flesh". Could you enlighten Muku? "

     Mukuro spoke thus without the slightest suspicion and comprehension of the weight that his words were about to unleash. All the Spirits dropped their jaws, Frowning his brows as the phrases of the pilgrimage entered his ears.

     "What……!?"

     "Shidou, is this true?"

     "Ha-Speaking of that ......"

     "Uwah ...... a pervert ......"

     "No ... ..it's not what they think! It is a misunderstanding ... although perhaps this does not count as one, but there is a perfectly valid reason for this ...... "

     "Wait a minute. Can I bother you a minute, Mukuro? "

     Just as Shidou tried to explain his actions, Kotori, in front, interrupted his speech. Mukuro looked confused as he looked at Kotori.

     "...... Hueh? Say what you want. "

     "It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I am Shidou's younger sister, Kotori. "

     "Hoho ...? In this circumstance, what honorable procedure does Muku bring you? "

     "Shidou's condition is not very good at the moment. Mukuro, the injuries he suffered when he held you while falling did not fully recover. "Of course, the promises he made to you are nothing short of the truth ..." Although we will leave the slave part of flesh as a completely different matter, Shidou is serious about saving you. But if you could wait a little longer ... oh, one day would be enough. "

     "Hueh."

     Hearing Kotori's remarks, Mukuro hummed slightly in a low tone. Then he did something awkward with his chin while relaxing the corners of his mouth.

     "That's right, it is. Wounded by Muku's oblique hand, eh? Useless is true, therefore I must wait until tomorrow, right? "

     "That's right, thanks for understanding! If possible, we want you to stay here and rest until then

     ... "

     "You do not have to worry."

     Mukuro extended his palms as if to mask Kotori's voice.

     The next moment, Mukuro loosened his chest and embraced Shidou by the shoulders, leaning forward without haste.

     "Your promise is prolonged. The Great Muku, let your soul allow us to enjoy our happy date tomorrow, Nushi-sama. "

     Just like that, Mukuro waved his hand and went back into the door that had been opened, disappearing into the void. Once it was put into proper posture, the door began to revolve around its center like a turbulent whirlwind and gradually shrunk until it reached the peak of its implosion, disappearing without a trace and leaving intact the wall of The infirmary.

     "........."

     The medical room was covered by a blanket of silence, only for Nia to shout a "Phew!" After a few moments of not being able to stand the restlessness.

     "That really scared me! What, so she's the rumored Mukku-chan? Your character is a little different from what I've heard! "

     Nia screamed as if to exhale all the suppressed breath in her lungs. The other spirits soon followed suit, unfolding their tensions.

     "Astonishment. Nia is right. I thought she was a much colder Spirit. Leaving aside that, Shidou, explains what this 'slave-to-flesh' affair is all about. "

     "It's because Shidou-san opened his heart ...... right? Talking about ... the other thing ... ..I mind.

     "

     "Hnn, but she's so cute. For such a delicate body, man will always be a man. Ehehe, the likes of My love are not so bad. "

     "...... Miku, mischievous. Not that Shidou is any better. "" No! It's all about those choices! "

     Everyone looked at Shidou with deadly looks. Shidou sighed weakly, feeling the remaining heat of Mukuro's temperature on his shoulders, turning to look at Kotori later.

     "... Kotori."

     "Yes Yes. Although it pains me to say it, I will arrange your plans for tomorrow. After the renovation of Ratatoskr, we installed a new installation different from the previous medical capsule. Get some rest for today. "

     "A new installation? What has changed?"

     "I will not tell you, it's a surprise. But I can guarantee the results. You'll be there until tomorrow for a full recovery. "

     Kotori hugged her arms as she said that. Shidou nodded and continued.

     "Okay, I get it. Thank you, Kotori. "

     "Why are you thanking me?

     "Hey? Well, did not you delay it for another day in consideration of the condition of my body? "

     "What…..?"

     When those words came out of Shidou's mouth, Kotori's face flushed at once.

     "Wh-What are you saying !? That's only because we have to prepare the preparations for the support! "

     Kotori shook his head left and right in a blast to diminish the color of his cheeks. Seeing her in such a state, both Kaguya and Nia smirked.

     "Hoh hoh ~"

     "Imouto-chan is as always proud and charming as in books."

     "D-Anyway! Tomorrow is the decisive battle! Make sure your body is clean by then! "

     Kotori pointed to Shidou with great vigor, leaving the infirmary without saying anything else.

     Looking at the figure of Kotori, Shidou smiled wryly.

     "Haha ...... Well, one way or another, let me experience for myself your medical facility ...... On second thought, he left without even telling me where he is."

     As Shidou scratched his cheek as he wondered what to do, Miku patted his hands once to get him out of his daze.

     "Ah ... ..we have used that facility before, so let us show you the way."

     "Um, I see. Then I am in your hands. "

     "Hehe, let me take care of it. Hehehe ... .. "

     A faltering laugh of unknown cause came from Miku; At least, it was unknown to Shidou, who inclined his head to a sharp angle of skepticism.

     Part 4

     "...... Uhh ......"

     Approximately thirty minutes had elapsed since then.

     In an immensely spacious bath, Shidou soaked his frayed body into a pool of warm water. Right.

     The place where Shidou had been led by Miku and the others was in fact a huge bathhouse.

     It was said that the liquid produced through the Realizer units contained accumulations of magical energy; Therefore bathing regularly in it has healing effects. The implications consisted of healing fractures and contusions, alleviating fatigue in the human body, and so on. For example, think of those healing sources that existed within the innumerable mazes and dungeons of RPGs, increasing your health completely once you enter.

     In fact, this was obviously much more welcoming and warm than being admitted into a medical capsule for treatment. Shidou plunged his body from his shoulders into the warm milky water, letting out a deep sigh again.

     "I see ...... This really is not so bad. No wonder Kotori was unnecessarily complicating things. "

     Shidou smiled as she relaxed her body once more, staring up at the ceiling through the diffused vapor.

     "Tomorrow ...... .Huh."

     Then he thought softly in whispers.

     Despite many past experiences, nervousness was one of the feelings that would still be quite secure before a date with a Spirit. However, the main component was the sense of uncertainty derived from not knowing in advance what kind of hazards could occur, along with the restlessness of not knowing what to do to open the doors of the other party's heart.

     In fact, Mukuro, whose heart had been unblocked, had become very intimate in a short period of time; But even so, this did not in any way indicate that she would honestly accept her powers being sealed. If originally she had been a frankly direct, cordial and unquestionable girl, there would have been absolutely no reason to seal her heart with her angel.

     "... Well, worrying now will not bring anything good."

     Shidou took some warm water in his hands and rinsed his face to loosen his cheeks, which, unbeknownst to him, unconsciously stretched tight.

     Of course, he did not mean that training his imagination was completely useless, but what Shidou really needed to do now was actually follow Kotori's instructions and prepare his body for the next day.

     Otherwise, since his body was fully recovered, if he suffered from insomnia due to anxiety and pressure, this way would lead to his condition not being well, everything would be in danger and unproductive.

     In short, it was not the moment to reflect on these trivialities, but to fully enjoy the effectiveness of the hot bath, which was head and shoulders above all others. While Shidou concluded that, in order to increase the efficiency of the recovery as much as Sible, he now submerged each part of his body under his nose under the water, blowing bubbles in puffs.

     -At that moment…

     "... Hm?"

     Suddenly, Shidou frowned, due to the sight of several accumulations of bubbles that he considered not coming from his own breathing floating continuously towards the surface of the water.

     Carefully inspecting the warm milky white pool, one might try on the dark silhouette of someone hiding beneath the surface. The appearance of the figure resembled a crocodile furtively hiding its body underwater to catch the prey.

     "............."

     After Shidou made a look of surprise, the owner of the shadow made his way through the water with a click and stood in front of him.

     "Shidou."

     "Uwah !?"

     Surprised to his skin, Shidou abruptly slammed his head against the edge of the pool. Then the person who appeared at that moment extended his hand toward him with an inscrutable face.

     "Do not be afraid, Shidou."

     "……Origami."

     Shidou said the girl's name aloud, at the same time covering her eyes with both hands.

     The reason was there with the naked eye. The Origami that had appeared right before his eyes had nothing but drops of water that fell from his completely naked body.

     "...... Let me ask you a moment, what are you doing?"

     "I want to cleanse Shidou's back."

     "You want to do that, but do you hide in the pool?"

     "Right."

     "When is he completely naked?"

     "It's a habit of public restrooms."

     "...... Anyway, it's been ten minutes since I came to bathe ......"

     "Since Shidou entered the pool, there has been an increase in the content of Shidonium in the water."

     "Shidonium?"

     Capturing the name of an undiscovered chemical element, Shidou struck back. In the end, Origami simply approached the side of Shidou with creaking water sounds.

     "Washing your own body when you're hurt should be difficult. Leave it to me."

     "N-No need! It's okay! Suppose it had been cleaned before entering! "

     "Not clean enough. The fact that the smell of Shidou is still present is a test. "

     "Only people with cop noses like you and Tohka can smell that!"

     Shidou made a noise close to a wail, but Origami paid no attention. Shidou's hands that had been blocking his eyes were instantly taken away.

     "Waa ......!"

     In a fraction of a second, Origami's snow-white skin lit up his retinas, forcing Shidou to close his eyes quickly.

     In the end, Shidou was still a perfectly healthy high school student. He would have been lying if he'd said he did not want to revel in the body of a beautiful, seductive girl like Origami with his eyes.

     But how could I say it? If everything was similar to a danger-filled minefield or an insectivorous plant with digestive enzymes, once it was attracted by the seductive temptation before its eyes and took action, the terrible consequences that would proliferate out of control would be too horrible to even contemplate .

     But Origami did not even give a shred of care to Shidou's discomfort and gradually strengthened the strength in his hands.

     "Leave it to me. I'm going to lick ... wash your whole body until it's completely clean. "

     "Did you just say lick ?!"

     "Okay, let me handle this."

     "Hyaa-- !?"

     Origami pulled both Shidou's hands together once, licking the nape of his neck like a hungry vampire. Shidou could not help groaning out loud.

     However, just as that was happening.

     "Dear ~~~~~! I'm here to scrub your back ~~~~! "

     The bathroom door opened suddenly and Miku, naked, threw herself into the pool.

     "Ugh ...."

     "Uaagh! M-Miku !? "

     Shidou amplified the volume of her voice as she screamed, but in vain as Miku swayed her wet hair as if she were acting in a shampoo commercial, spending no expense in displaying those surprising proportions of her and smiling afterwards.

     Po

     "It's okay! This Miku that made you wait a long time now is all yours! By the way, ahhhh!

     Origami-san is here too! I could die without regrets! "

     Noticing the matching presence of Origami, Miku swung his body as he swung his hips and approached them. Although Origami did not say a word, his face was filled with pity for the wasted opportunity as he raised his eyebrows.

     Immediately after Miku's trance concern, more unexpected guests arrived at the bathhouse accompanied by a clamor of clamor. Precisely, it was the other Spirits.

     Everyone acted according to their own personal notions about all sorts and types of ways they entered the bathroom, whether happy or rather shy, as they walked towards Shidou.

     "Shidou! Is your body well? I came to help you! "

     "Kaka, satiated by healthy spring? Let me help you. "

     "Translation. This is due to Miku's request to clean Shidou's back, and the person who resisted with great difficulty to come shamefully here was Kaguya. "

     "Who said anything like that? Have not we bathed before? "

     Tohka, Kaguya and Yuzuru only had bath towels wrapped around each of their bodies. The figures and curves that normally darkened with the clothes were now clearly visible, making one feel distracted as to where to direct their eyes.

     Kaguya and Yuzuru seemed to be easily distinguishable from each other as usual, however Shidou somehow felt as if his life might be in danger if he said something out of place, so he obediently decided to remain silent about it. Was this the familiar language of the soul [2]?

     "Seriously ... they make a lot of noise."

     "The recovery of Shidou is a top priority. Do not forget."

     "...... Then why did you drag me here again? This number of people is obviously unnecessary. "

     "Ahaha ... The more, the better."

     "Exactly! Is not it a wonderful bath with Yoshino, Natsumi-chan? "

     "Together……!? Is-That's too ... ..embarazoso ...... "

     The next ones that appeared included Kotori, Natsumi, Yoshino and his Yoshinon puppet, all adorned in a range of colorful swimsuits. Kotori was dressed in a scarlet bikini; Yoshino along with Yoshinon wore blue dresses, while Natsumi dressed in a striped swimsuit that alternated between cerulean and white chalk.

     "Yaa ~, so many pretty girls gathered here is such a magnificent sight. Jijiji, I can not stand it anymore. "

     The last to enter was a bold Nia, bursting onto the stage with no shame while she was completely naked. Judging by her behavior and manner, this girl from head to toe emanated an atmosphere that was a miserable step of an old man.

     "Make love."

     Nia passed the piece of cloth in her hand against her behind with a thud. In fact, it resembled the behavior of an old man.

     "Why did they all come here ...?"

     Shidou was right in the middle of opening his eyes in protest of the impact when an arm extended from his side, and in an instant, he felt the sensation of something soft and large glued to his back.

     "Huh !?"

     "Ehehe, did not we say it before ~? We are here to cleanse the back of My love. "

     Miku murmured charmingly next to Shidou's ear, causing huge drops of sweat to drip from his face.

     "N-No need, I can do it by myself ......"

     "Yaaa ~, My love ~, silly. I'll wash you until you're clean with this Miku brand sponge. "

     "Uh ...... wait ...!"

     Miku smirked, moving toward Shidou as the clock ticked to the end. Soon after, in order to curb Miku's wild lust, the other Spirits hurried to help Shidou one by one.

     "Yo-I say, what the hell are you doing, Miku?"

     "Shidou! You're good!? I'm going to cleanse your body now! "

     "This is paradise ~! The Honjou Nia captivating !! "

     "Wait, I said wait ... ...... H-Hyaa- !?"

     Part 5

     Even though Shidou was unable to remember the events of that time with considerable clarity, within the time period between then and now, every time Shidou glimpsed the messy pile of clothes inside the washing machine, his limbs trembled and They trembled incessantly, as if they were reviving some traumatic phenomenon, annoying the poor boy with no apparent end.

     Part 6

     "Where's Ike?"

     Once she stepped into the headquarters of the DEM Industries, Ellen immediately shouted in a shrill voice, without the slightest request for her image.

     "Di-Executive Director Mathers ...... !? What is the matter, is it hurt ...... "

     The clerk in the lobby opened his eyes as he asked. Ellen touched her tongue impatiently, clutching at her tie as she demanded information.

     "When did I tell you that you could worry about my body condition? Answer the question. Ike ...

     where is he now? "

     "Hii ......, uh, W-Westcott-sama has already returned ...... I'm afraid he's currently in the infirmary."

     "I see."

     Ellen moaned and walked through the hall without another word.

     Although some other staff members had heard the tumultuous uproar in the front and glanced at the scene, when they realized that the owner of the voice was DEM's second-highest member, Executive Director Ellen Mathers, they all turned their eyes as fast as possible.

     However, today, Ellen completely did not resent humors so insignificant and inessential.

     After suffering a crushing defeat due to a tactical error in the battle in outer space, it had been approximately three hours since the semi-ruined Goetia touched the surface. Ellen's state of mind was in complete, chaotic chaos, as thousands of emotions intermingled within her.

     The thirst of blood full of hatred for Fraxinus that allowed her to experience a humiliating fiasco for the first time in her life, a bitter self-condemnation for herself for being careless,

     "Keep that Ratatoskr attack as a secret ...... What about him?" "Ike!"

     -ira exasperated towards his companion, Isaac Westcott.

     Amidst the tangle of these uncontrollable feelings, Ellen got stuck in a disposition close to altruism. - Without even treating his severe wounds and only using his territory to inhibit the hemorrhage or the mass pain, he had precipitated itself back to the headquarters of the DEM

     Industries.

     "Ellen!"

     When Ellen was walking down the hall, a woman's voice rang out behind her.

     Within the DEM Industries, only a few were able to address Ellen directly by name. Ellen did not turn her head, but remembered the name of the owner of the voice.

     "...... Artemisia."

     "I finally found him. After having gone to the weapons store, they informed me that you had come to the headquarters. Is your body okay? "

     Hitting and accelerating her pace, the blonde, the blue-eyed girl caught her. Ellen looked at her, her eyebrows furrowed in disgust.

     "Do not worry about me. Or are you here to tease me? "

     "You're saying that again ...... Ah, as I thought you're hurt. Let me take a look at it. "

     "........."

     Irritated, Ellen shrugged off Artemisia's friendly hand, increasing her speed as she opened the door to the infirmary.

     "Ike!"

     The screams that were far more than audible echoed. All the medical staff inside the room immediately looked at Ellen. And among them was-

     "Oh, if it's about Ellen. You really came back fast. You did a good job too, Artemisia. The two must have gone through a rather arduous battle. "

     -Isaac Westcott who touched the subject slightly as he always did in the past, waving his hand to greet the two.

     "...... Uh, on that matter, the error is entirely on my part. I will not complain if they want to investigate further. But, Ike, you also need to give a reasonable explanation. Why did you pay him a visit to Elliot? "

     However, in the middle of her words, Ellen lost her ability to talk and walk.

     The cause was simple. The arm Westcott with whom he had greeted them began to look stern from the center.

     "What? ...... Ike, that."

     "Hm? Aah. "

     Westcott, as if he had noticed after Ellen had reminded him, looked at the flesh-and-blood cross section.

     "I was magnificently defeated by them. Fortunately, the front half of my severed arm successfully recovered, and the cut was fairly uniform. If I use Realizer's medical unit, I'll be running by tomorrow. "

     "One, Westcott-sama ......!"

     The medical employees who were treating Westcott screamed in a dazed way. Naturally, that reaction was to be expected when his patient suddenly waved his severed hand. They were completely useless to their situation.

     "Aah, forgive me."

     However, Westcott merely replied in a tone that did not even contain the slightest hint of pain, lifting and resting his hand to continue the treatment.

     "We will proceed immediately with the regeneration process. It's okay?"

     "Please do it. - And that's the way it is, Ellen. I'm sorry, but can we postpone our talk until later?

     Speaking of which, you seem to be wounded. Go and heal yourself. "

     "I-Ike ......!"

     No matter how much Ellen screamed her name as if she caught up with him, Westcott did not stop, going into the handling room without another word.

     The Westcott figure disappeared from view through the automatic white doors. Ellen's open eyes stayed that way for a few seconds more; At the end, a furious expression appeared on his face as he closed his hand in a fist.

     "U-Um, Executive Director Mathers ......? If possible, let me examine your wounds ...... "

     The voice that trembled with fear came from a member of the medical staff who had been left behind.

     No hidden intent was in those words. Although instructions were given by Westcott, there was no doubt that they were purely concerned about Ellen's condition.

     However, Ellen's present state of mind reflected a surface of water that barely maintained a state of equilibrium with the little surface tension that remained. Or perhaps, it looked more like the chemical compound volatile nitrogen triiodide, which explodes violently at softer contact. Through that little stimulation, Ellen struck her fist tightly clutched against the wall with a volcanic eruption of violent emotions.

     "Argh!"

     Explosion! With such a loud noise the doctor was wrapped in a resounding silence.

     ...... .. And what destroyed that illusory peace were the tragic groans of Ellen when she covered his fist and fell to the ground, obviously without further explanation.

     Part 7

     "I've been taking care of my current family ever since.

     In spite of not knowing how much time had elapsed, in fact, within that same period of time, I had indeed found myself confronting the disagreements that my inner feelings marked as a nuisance.

     After all, the fact that the mother who had given birth to me had left me was more than enough to make me firmly believe that it was worthless, and the philosophy that had been created had succeeded in making a barrier that protected my heart.

     He had no way out because he was not worth anything.

     He had no alternative because he had no purpose.

     Only through these ways of thinking could I deceive myself of the envy and jealousy I felt towards others.

     However, the parents and sister who had suddenly appeared told me that they needed me.

     So, I was shocked, I was baffled.

     Who would not be? I, someone who was supposed to be completely insignificant, was suddenly needed.

     At first, I had my doubts. Despite saying otherwise, sooner or later they would kick me out anyway.

     But with the passage of time, little by little I realized that the only one who thought that was me.

     However, in the course of understanding about this point that was gradually assimilated, perhaps I should say that it was the subtle distance between my family and me. The rigid relationship between us had begun to diminish.

     ......... To be specific, it probably happened when I called my father 'Papa', when I called my mother 'Mama'.

     "I remembered it was May, during Mother's Day.

     With money I had not spent, I ran to the flower shop in front of the station by myself and bought a bouquet of carnations.

     On the night of that day, after supper, I gave the flowers to my mother as a gift, hesitating before saying, "Thank you, Mom."

     Though she was stunned for a while, tears soon flashed in her eyes, and she hugged me tenderly.

     That swirl of emotions was actually too soft, too warm, too tender. When I realized, tears were already flowing down my cheeks.

     My father, who had witnessed the scene, also smiled with delight, caressing my head calmly.

     Following closely, seeing my mother and me crying together, my sister shouted: "Mom, Onii-chan, do not cry!" And he came quickly towards us, my self without knowing if he was happy or funny - just knowing that my Face was bathed in tears and he was laughing with joy.

     Part 8

     "Good. Are you finished with your preparations, Shidou? "

     "........."

     "Shidou? You listening?"

     "... ..! A-Ahh, I'm sorry. Of course."

     The second day aboard the Fraxinus command bridge, Shidou quickly raised his head with a

     "Hah!" While Kotori shouted.

     Kotori heaved a deep sigh and narrowed his eyes at Shidou.

     "You're serious a ...... I know a little more seriously. You know who you're dealing with today, right? "

     "Gu ... ..I'm sorry."

     Shidou lowered his head, feeling ashamed. Anxiously uneasy, Kotori frowned.

     "...... Could it be that your physique has not yet fully recovered?"

     "Ah, that's not it. My body is fine. "

     Apparently, it had caused him concern. To enhance his rejuvenated vitality, Shidou flexed his arms.

     In fact, due to the noise that was somewhat scandalous, Shidou's memories after the bath had become quite ambiguous and blurred, but the guaranteed effects of him were remarkably outstanding. On the contrary, the current condition of Shidou was even better than it had been before.

     "It's just ... I had a rather strange dream."

     "A dream? What was it like? "

     "Hmm ... .for some reason, it feels like a matter of the past, but if it is not ...?"

     "…… What is that supposed to mean?"

     Kotori returned a stunned look to Shidou. It was understandable, since neither the speaker nor himself understood well.

     "...... Bue-Well, anyway, I'm fine. I'm ready now."

     Shidou patted his chest. Although Kotori's expression said she was not very convinced, she quickly shrugged her shoulders at her brother's complete incompetence.

     "Forget this. - You will be in front of Hoshimiya Mukuro. She is still a Spirit who does not yet have honesty or good manners. Although his attitude has changed since he opened his heart, for no reason you do not go ahead. "

     "Aah - I know."

     Shidou looked earnestly as he nodded. After all, Mukuro's hands had pushed him to the brink of death many times. Any amount of caution or attention was not at all exaggerated.

     That said, what currently occupied the mind of Shidou was not fear or fear.

     Exactly, after all that Shidou had suffered, he could now converse with Mukuro whose heart was already open.

     When he had spoken to her through the three-dimensional projection, Shidou had been firmly rejected. He had said that the seal was dispensable, and so were the friends; It would simply be well to exist without emotions

     His inhospitable and funeral declarations that had once plunged Shidou into doubt. If he had to keep up those fiery expectations, Shidou would be considered a busybody?

     However, wait for the authentic, unlocked Mukuro to get along with all-

     "I'll definitely make Mukuro fall in love with me."

     That's right. That was Shidou's wish.

     The Shidou now had no longer was not confused. As if to prove his new resolve, Shidou squeezed his hand into a fist.

     In response, Kotori, Kannazuki and the crew members of Fraxinus nodded head-on.

     With this firm determination, in addition to the support that aided that resolution, all preparations were complete. Now was the perfect opportunity to conquer a spirit.

     If there were questions, there would be only one.

     "...... Tell me, Kotori."

     "What is it, Shidou?"

     "...... Where ... should we go get Mukuro?"

     ".........."

     Shidou's words had left Kotori speechless, speechless, and wrinkled eyebrows.

     In any case, that was normal for the situation. After Mukuro had made an appointment with Shidou the previous day, he immediately disappeared into the void; Without saying the time and place.

     With a simple voluntary statement of "Let's go on a date tomorrow!", There was no more whispering. His face filled with adversity, Shidou caressed his forehead. In his present circumstances, no matter how strong his willpower, everything became useless.

     "E-Is it possible that you are postponing it? As long as he flees ...... You could not try that, right?

     "

     At the bottom of the bridge was a member of the team, <Nail Knocker> Shiizaki, who said it while scratching his face. Analysis Officer Murasame Reine closed his private sleep eyelids and shook his head in disagreement.

     "…… That's impossible. If he had wanted to, he would not have appeared before Shidou and the others yesterday. Believing we have some kind of contact method would be more appropriate.

     Look, there is no other door that opens behind Shin ... "

     At that moment.

     The instant Reine said that, the space behind Shidou swirled around itself, slowly distorting the door into a dark, open hole.

     "Hey!?"

     "It-This is ......!"

     Amazed by the dramatic phenomenon, Kotori and the crew opened their eyes and exclaimed.

     But within these sounds of consternation, only Shidou's voice was not mixed. No, to be exact because of the coordinates in which the <door> manifested just behind his back, it had already been too late when Shidou noted the irregular occurrence.

     "Hey……."

     As such, before Shidou was able to react to her, his shoulders were gripped by the slender arms that extended from inside the portal, dragging the boy inside.

     "U-Uwaaaah !?"

     "Shidou !?"

     All Shidou could see was absolute darkness as a mere remnant of Kotori's cry that lingered in his ears.

     After a fraction of a second, what immediately expanded in the field of vision of Shidou was a clear and unlimited sky,

     "-Mufufu, the future has come, and the present has passed, Nushisama."

     Hoshimiya Mukuro crouched next to Shidou with his head down. "M-Mukuro ......?"

     Shidou opened his eyes, puzzled as he pronounced his name, just so that the person himself would smile and smile back.

     "Hn. What worries you, Shidou? "

     "Is nothing. Where is that……?"

     Slowly, Shidou made an effort to get up and examine all four directions to find out his surroundings.

     "…..What."

     Soon after, Shidou paused for a moment to breathe.

     No matter how unavoidable it might have been, anyone would have done the same if he suddenly found out that the place where they had been lying down until now was a paved road-

     "...... Huh, what about those two children ......"

     "What the hell is that ... cosplay?"

     "Hey, have you seen any open holes around here?"

     "Nah, Mom, why is that Onii-san sleeping in the street?"

     A lot of pedestrians looked through the crossroads of the streets.

     The street before his eyes was nothing unknown. This was a place that even Shidou frequented very often and passed by, one of the corners of the city of Tenguu.

     "...... ..! This is bad……"

     Once again, Shidou gasped. The secret existence of the spirits and their powers could not be revealed to the common people.

     It mattered, if their moves jutted too far, the Japanese Self-Defense Force AST and the DEM

     Industries would realize their whereabouts. Shidou got up quickly and pulled Mukuro's hand.

     "Mu-Mukuro, we have to go!"

     "Where?"

     "So-Just follow me to a place without people!"

     "Hueh."

     Mukuro nodded as if to make a rejoinder, intending to lift the gigantic team in the form of keys in his hand <Michael> after that.

     "De-Stop! What are you doing!?"

     "Hn Are not we tied to a desolate climate? For that, there is the help of <Michael> "

     "That will not work! Just follow me."

     "Hoh. How stubborn! "

     Shidou led Mukuro taking his hand to a small alley, with no resistance from the girl as she followed him with a cheerful face.

     Although the street pedestrians sent glances of misunderstanding to both of them from the beginning, suddenly their interest was lost, and they were absorbed again in their original affairs. Although they were really curious as a result of the intriguing adventure, they did not want to get too involved. Shidou thanked the people of the city for their sense of personal isolationism in the affairs of strangers with a gratitude that rose from the bottom of their heart.

     "Phew ... This should be far enough."

     When they reached an alley with no soul where even a single silhouette could be found, Shidou finally relaxed and softened his breathing.

     Simultaneously, a whisper of static noise echoed through Shidou's right ear, and Kotori's voice could be heard which was being transmitted from Fraxinus.

     "Ahh, it's connected ......! Shidou, is everything okay? "

     "A-Aah ... You could say that."

     To disguise Mukuro, Shidou silently whispered his reply. Precisely, he had put on a headset for communication so he could be ready to take action at all times should Mukuro appear.

     "I would never have imagined that I would drag Shidou out of nowhere ... I was not ready.

     Luckily we had the headphone reading. The place you are taken to is not far, so that is a great help. If I had transported you to the other side of the world, sending an automatic surveillance camera would have been a big problem. "

     Kotori said that as he began to relax. Hearing her words, Shidou could not help but smile ironically. In fact, if Mukuro really wanted to, dragging Shidou to an even worse place was not impossible. To be in a place like a street could be considered fortunate despite the initial surprise.

     "I have more good news. We have been quick to look at Mukuro's levels of happiness - and the result was that, unlike the previous one, we can confirm that his level of happiness is now steadily changing. "

     "That means……!"

     "So is. It seems that Shidou's action to unlock his heart is a success. If we continue to press without any problem, the numbers will be sufficient to proceed to seal it. "

     "I see ... that's great."

     As Shidou and Kotori talked to each other, Mukuro struck Shidou's face with his finger, his face adorned with misunderstanding.

     "-What do you speak?"

     "Waa! A-Ahh ...... I'm sorry. "

     Shidou's shoulders shook slightly as he turned to look at Mukuro. She nodded complacently and continued.

     "Come and say it, how does Nushi-sama want to impart happiness to Muku?"

     "This, uh ...... There's a lot to do to make that happen, but ......"

     "Then get rid of that. Do not delay, hurry up. "

     As if guiding Shidou, Mukuro took the first step.

     However, to his chagrin, his foot stumbled through his long hair, almost falling.

     "Hn ......?"

     "Uh, are you okay?"

     "Muku has long abandoned what they call walking. Huh ...... some mud. "

     Mukuro lifted his hair affectionately, shaking off the dirt.

     Certainly, the current environment was nothing like the cosmos in which Mukuro had passed what seemed to be an eternity. This was Earth. It was a world where everyone on the ground was imprisoned in gravity. Although Mukuro had his hair tied in a Dango style, the length extension would prove to be tremendously annoying.

     "Anywhere we go, we'll have to deal with your hair problem. I mean, Mukuro, could you cut your hair a little shorter ...? "

     "- Absurd." Just like that.

     Once Shidou asked for it, the look in Mukuro's eyes deepened as he responded decisively.

     "The separation of my hair is forbidden. Either your order Nushi-sama or whoever, we do not agree. "

     "...... Eh!?"

     Before Mukuro's reaction, Shidou's shoulders could not help shaking.

     That was understandable. After all, so far Mukuro had been in a joyfully cheerful atmosphere, but the mood had spread with such concentrated aggression the next instant.

     The siren of an alarm sounded from Shidou's earpiece; A very familiar warning alarm. It meant the deterioration of the mood of a Spirit.

     "Shidou! Calm things down quickly! "

     Kotori shouted nervously.

     After a few seconds, while Shidou was confused as to deal with the fall of happiness of Mukuro, the girl also noticed the alteration in its way of speaking to a deplorable and continued after a brief pause.

     "...... Little against you. While I was confused the why ...... however, Muku swears to do so. "

     At that moment, the sound of the alarm had stopped ringing in his ear. Shidou heaved a sigh.

     "Really. I should be the one to apologize. "

     As he apologized, Shidou glanced at Mukuro's hair. It was a flowing head with blond hair and gently elegant. This fact became evident to him when he realized why he appreciated his precious treasure. There was a saying that a girl's hair equaled her life; To think that Shidou had made such an indiscreet statement.

     That being the case, you just would not let your hair get dirty with every step. Shidou looked at the complexion of Mukuro while suggesting an absolute fear and uneasiness.

     "But it will be difficult if this continues. What do you think ... if you tie your hair? Would not you agree with that? "

     "Hueh."

     Mukuro stroked his hair affectionately, shaking his head.

     "...... No, this is not important if it is not trimmed. How is that?"

     As Shidou was about to think of something, the earpiece in his right ear began to convey Kotori's voice.

     "Shidou, the options are here."

     

     Three options were displayed on the main monitor on the Fraxinus bridge.

     ① Go to a hairdresser for professional help.

     ② Make Shidou tie it beautifully.

     ③ Raise Mukuro's hair from behind as if supporting a ceremonial dress, occasionally rubbing and licking.

     "All crew members, choose your choice!"

     At Kotori's orders, all the crew members on the lower command bridge quickly activated their individual consoles, choosing the option that each of them considered optimal.

     Shortly afterwards, the result of the counting of votes was released.

     "Option 2 occupies the majority, followed by option 1, huh. The one that chose 3 was ...... "

     "That's it, it was me!"

     Once Kotori asked, the person waiting next to the captain's seat, Kannazuki, clung vigorously to his hands and responded in full force.

     "I like an open subordinate. As a reward, I'll let you sit in a chair for thirty minutes. "

     "Hey! I can do it!?"

     Having listened to Kotori's words, Kannazuki gave an expression of emotion, taking the opportunity, lowering his body and bending his knees in a perfect 90-horse stance [3]. Seeing him ridicule himself, the other team members were forced to laugh one after the other.

     "Actually, sometimes I wonder what's going on in your head. "By the way, Maria."

     Kotori said that name, before which the monitor screen generated a string of text "MARIA", and then the loudspeakers spread the voice of Al, Maria de Fraxinus.

     "These options, were you thinking?"

     "First, regardless of how the personality and thought process of an Al are defined, each option is derived from the statistics of each individual Spirit, as well as from its updated data, not from my own knowledge.

     -Although I can explain the reasoning behind each option. "

     "...... Aah, I see. I had always noticed that there would always be a risky option. Do you have a summary of what it is? "

     "Right. If extensive analyzes of the patterns to date are made, all options are constructed using the emotions of each Spirit as a basis and the following three principles: 'Regular Favor',

     'Opposition' and 'Dark Horse'. "

     "You said Dark Horse ......"

     The abrupt introduction of the terminology of the horse race disconcerted her. Finding a method of transport marked by the insinuations of the excessively rich, Kotori could not help but smile.

     "Yes. If the trends were identical, there would be no purpose in creating options. "

     "It's true, I will not say it's incomprehensible, and having a rather uncertain option has its benefits ...... but does not all this feel unpleasant?"

     "There is no problem. Even if the first bet is lost, we will bet ten times to get enough capital to secure a profit. "

     "I mean, did any bastard exploit Maria's calculating abilities to predict the outcome of horse racing?"

     This was definitely the result of learning some unnecessary intelligence. Kotori was about to explode with rage, screaming at the top of his lungs.

     It seemed that a few crew members were trembling slightly; If this was due to the fear of his commander's anger or his secret conduct in the dark were exposed brazenly, this question remained to be investigated in depth.

     ...... Kotori undertook to thoroughly inspect the management records.

     Over time, the audio amplifier channeled a dull thud from the tapped handset, indicating that Shidou was asking about the solution.

     "Aah, I'm sorry. It's number 2, Shidou. I admit that leaving it to a professional would not be so bad, considering that she is still an unsealed Spirit, having to deal with that personally would be the best choice. "

     Listening carefully, you could see Shidou nodding as the scene showed on the screen.

     "" So, Mukuro, would you like to come to my house for a moment? It happens that there are combs and buckles for hair. "

     "The abode of Nushi-sama?"

     Shidou had responded according to Fraxinus's instructions, obtaining an unexpected look from Mukuro.

     "Hueh. Fascinating. All right, all while Nushi-sama decides. We are moving forward. "

     "Haha ...... I'm very honored."

     Shidou shrugged, respectfully tilting his head. For some reason, he felt like a servant or employee when he was talking to the very anachronistic and outmoded Mukuro.

     "Hahaha, how about now, Nushi-sama? Your accent amuses. "

     "...... O-Ooh. "

     Whether he had unconsciously altered his tone, Mukuro asked with a face full of satisfaction.

     Shidou scratched his cheek as he forced a smile.

     "Well then ... ..that's all, but how will we get home ... .."

     Shidou stood between two imposing buildings as he stared at the main road and meditated.

     Fortunately, this was the city of Tenguu. About twenty minutes on foot was enough to get to Shidou's house. However, strolling the streets with an outstanding glamorous girl increased the difficulty level many times.

     The boy was frustrated, just so Mukuro nodded awkwardly.

     "Your anger is nothing but useless. It's just a homecoming. "

     "Um, still ... .."

     Shidou's pronunciation did not fail. Mukuro then hung his hand on his shoulder, using his other hand to stab his baculo in the empty air, which sounded like a click being turned.

     "<Michael> - <Unlock>."

     In a fraction of a second, a door opened there and was wide enough for one person to fit in at the same time.

     "What …"

     Shidou was surprised, but Mukuro simply walked in without hesitation. Then she jerked her hand out to greet Shidou as if calling him.

     "O-Hey!"

     "Shidou, just follow her! The surveillance camera will automatically follow you! "

     Kotori's instructions were transmitted through the handset. Shidou scratched his head, preparing to enter the door.

     His vision of the world darkened in an instant, and then the interior of the house with which he was so familiar with Mukuro, who cast curious glances everywhere with abundant interest, fell into sight of Shidou. As she slid through the door, it began to clank noisily until it finally collapsed on itself and scattered in the air.

     "Hueh, does Nushi-sama live here? Bohemian actually. "

     "Mukuro ......"

     "A? What?"

     "……Is nothing. To be honest, you were a great help. It's just that, could you avoid using your angel in public? "

     Listening to Shidou, Mukuro looked at him in bewilderment momentarily, only to nod later with a "Well, very well," and I keep <Michael> in the void.

     "Then, Nushi-sama. What are we here for? "

     "Ahh, come here for a moment."

     Shidou led Mukuro to the mirror.

     "Here, Mukuro. Sit down."

     "Hn."

     Mukuro sat obediently on the round stool. Shidou then undid her Dango-style hair, reached for a comb and brushed her golden hair with utmost care.

     "...... Hueh."

     Just at that moment, Mukuro's body suddenly moved, causing Shidou to stop his hand.

     "Oh I'm sorry. Did that hurt you? "

     "A little picazon. May it not reach your heart and start again please. "

     When Shidou asked, Mukuro shook his head as if he wanted more. Shidou, even considering that cute move, smiled wryly and continued combing her hair.

     "So…. What kind of hairstyle would you like I can tie it up in a ponytail, or even the double tail would suit you. Do you have any requests? "

     "Hueh ...... one will be enough to avoid a mess."

     Shidou frowned as he sighed, combing Mukuro's hair back into the Dango-style. Before he knew it, he thought this hairstyle was a hallmark of Mukuro.

     Then Shidou braided the remaining strands of hair into three braids.

     Although it was a complex task involving considerable mastery and experience, Shidou, who had helped Kotori care for his hair countless times in the past, was a common routine and that was included in everyday life. Soon after, Mukuro's golden hair had been cleverly woven into a charming ponytail.

     "Hohoh! Well done!"

     "I'm afraid I do not deserve such praise."

     Shidou bowed respectfully, continuing with a "But."

     "Although it may be so, the length has not changed much. Is it still difficult to walk with that? "

     "Fear not. Look, Nushi-sama. "

     Mukuro replied briefly, and then turned his head around like a singing and dancing artist. Her hair naturally followed the movement and twisted around the back of her neck. So that was the way things were. The disturbing problem of its duration had already been solved for now.

     At this moment, the cheerful music came out of the handset in Shidou's right ear.

     "Well done, Shidou. His level of happiness has successfully increased to a degree that makes his earlier readings seem inhuman. I guess the little tricks will no longer be necessary. Continue conquering it with real tactics. Ordering your hair is difficult to follow, how about going for a walk in the streets? "

     "Understood ...... uh."

     Shidou replied in a low voice, assessing the appearance of Mukuro simultaneously. A radiant astral dress representing starry constellations; Your outfit would really attract too much attention from the viewers.

     "Oh it's true. Kotori, I'm going to borrow some of your clothes. "

     "Hey? Ahh, what the hell. Ahead."

     Kotori sensed Shidou's intentions and gave the authorization. After Shidou carefully selected a suitable piece of clothing from Kotori's room, he returned to Mukuro's side.

     "Mukuro, we will go for a walk after this, but your Astral Dress is too flashy, so put this on."

     "Oh, it's fine."

     Mukuro replied to Shidou's voice, leaving the chair with a clap of hands.

     Instantly, the astral dress that enveloped Mukuro's body was transformed into particles of light dissolving into the air, while the naked white body of the wearer was flagrantly exposed. Since the clothes that had been holding her breasts were also released, they swung like balloons swollen with water.

     "What ... ... M-Mukuro !?"

     "Why is Nushi-sama ashamed? Are not we changing clothes? Deliver them here. "

     Mukuro had exposed his naked body without the slightest effort to cover it. His chest was exposed without shame. After receiving Kotori's clothes from Shidou's hands, he carefully examined the clothes to confirm their structure before putting on the sleeves.

     Nevertheless.

     "...... Hueh?"

     When he tried to press the buttons on his blouse, Mukuro frowned. It seemed that his size and size did not fit his body.

     "Nushi-sama, this attire is improper. My chest hurts. "

     "............"

     As Mukuro spoke in an anguished tone, the sound of silence was heard from the right handset.

     Although the phrase "the sound of silence" seems a bit orthodox, if you tell the truth, that's exactly how it sounded. For some unknown reason, he felt as if Kotori was right in the process of trying to contain some indescribable emotion with all his strength.

     "No, like I said ...... That's not for you to put it literally. Are not Spirits able to duplicate something with their spiritual power only by seeing them once? "

     "Oh, that's right."

     Shidou turned his body before Mukuro took off his clothes and set it aside with another clap.

     Mukuro's body then emitted a bright light which gradually took the form of clothing. With a click, it became the same design as that of Kotori, the dimensional aspect arranged to fit the proportions of Mukuro.

     "Hn. More comfortable."

     Mukuro was satisfied to the utmost, smiling happily. Then a voice of disapproval rang in the receiver.

     "...... Eh? Could not he have done it from the beginning? Why did he have to wear it? Huh? "

     "A-Ahaha ...... Well, anyway, come on, Mukuro."

     "Hn. Allow us."

     Shidou forced a smile as he hurried to get going, while Mukuro simply nodded with a nod.

     Then she reached out with a 'Muu', which made her look like an Ojou-sama who dreamed of her personal assistant.

     "That, this is ......"

     Shidou was for a moment desperate, just to hold Mukuro's hand like a refined butler.

     "Shall we go, Ojou-sama?"

     "Hn, hehe."

     Mukuro was glowing with joy.

     Being able to make her so happy was not so bad. Shidou held hands with Mukuro, left Itsuka's residence, and advanced to the main street.

     Part 9

     Almost six hours had elapsed since then. Shidou had led Mukuro to stroll through the city of Tenguu with the help of Ratatoskr.

     The itinerary of the appointment was completely real. They had walked many roads, entered any store that surprised them, ate a meal and went to an art gallery in which Mukuro had a considerable inclination ... that was the route.

     Preference-wise, Shidou discovered that Mukuro preferred quiet places to lively and bustling places, Japanese to Western cuisine and classic trimmings to modern accessories. When asked if he wanted something in a jewelry store, to Shidou's surprise, he pointed to a gold-plated fan on display in an antique house across the street. Despite having the appearance of a childish child at first sight, her tastes were quite sophisticated and rustic.

     And so, the clock signaled seven at night. The winter sun falling in the twilight had disappeared from the view from the street, and the dark curtains of the afternoon had already obscured the horizon.

     Shidou and Mukuro who were happy with all the events of the meeting sat shoulder to shoulder in the comfort of a bench located in a relatively empty park. Mukuro waved the previously acquired fan of a darkened gold while happily humming a melody.

     "-Not bad. On this day, Mukuro has substantially opened the door of his heart to Shidou. You're one step away from being able to seal it now. It's ironic how much energy we spent before. - Do not get distracted and see until the end.

     "A-Aah ......"

     Shidou looked at the happy Mukuro, nodding a little doubt.

     Kotori must have noticed his expression as he questioned her questioningly.

     "What's going on?"

     "Nothing ...... It's just like you said it. Mukuro is very happy, and we can make the seal a reality if his level of happiness and his mood continues to rise like this ...... but I'm a little annoyed. "

     "Why?"

     "A ... ..Because Mukuro would block his own heart and remain in space alone ... That's why."

     That same point was in his mind.

     The actual Mukuro was really full of joy, and judging by Kotori's words, her level of happiness was steadily increasing at the moment. In fact, only through their interaction of today, not even a single accident had occurred. It could be said that Mukuro seemed simply to be a little angel among all types of Spirit.

     However, that was not the truth.

     The reason he had locked in his heart and soul was truly incomprehensible.

     It was a state of inability to feel; Unable to believe; Weakness in thinking.

     What could compel her to break every bond she had with the world, to choose merely to exist as a stone that roamed endlessly through the cosmos?

     Shidou could not help but suggest that there was something more than what had happened to Mukuro, a face he had never seen.

     "It is true. However, the important thing is not the previous Mukuro, but the current one, right?

     There has never been a reason not to seal the power of a Spirit. "

     "Oh it's OK."

     "- Hehe."

     While he was having an argument with Kotori, Mukuro's laughter came from Shidou's side suddenly.

     "It is now declared as Nushi-sama predicted. Today he made Muku very happy. "

     "Haha ...... I'm glad you like it."

     "Hueh. Grateful, prolonging the emptiness of my heart has actually made Muku savor this taste of life. However, reflecting again, having sworn allegiance to Muku, Nushi-sama ...... "

     As she said it, Mukuro's face became sharp. Shidou even thought that his resentment had been discovered, tilting his body back to avoid his gaze.

     "Hey? What happens?"

     "Does Nushi-sama love Muku?"

     Then Mukuro gave a mischievous smile as he asked, nice words that surpassed Shidou's assumptions. Shidou could only laugh with an "Ahaha".

     "... Ahh, I love Mukuro, and I want to protect you."

     "Ehehe, like this. Nushi-sama loves Muku. Ehehe. "

     Mukuro hid his mouth with his fan, swinging his legs as if his delight were unbearable.

     Then he leaned forward, stared into Shidou's face and gently moved his cherry lips.

     "-Muku also wants Nushi-sama. Muku's heart rests in your favor, Shidou. "

     "Ah, really……"

     Shidou was forced to hold his breath. How could I say it? Despite his small stature, his expression was unexpectedly spellbinding.

     "Your answer is correctable .... Say it one more time."

     "Hey? Aah - I love you, Mukuro. "

     Shidou's response under Mukuro's impulse made her smile.

     "Ehehe. Confessing even with a tone like this is merit. - Very good. Nushi-sama's exhortation to the cosmos, Muku will have it in mind. "

     "For real!?"

     "A. Yes, in the resistance of being stressed in not possessing the power of a spirit ...... To reward Nushi-sama for protecting Muku, it is not difficult. "

     Mukuro wiggled his fingers as he said it. Shidou felt as if the tense strings that constantly tied to his heart had loosened without warning.

     Mukuro's past was indeed one that made others want to discover. However, as Kotori had said, the present Mukuro was much more important. If she were willing to accept the seal, that would produce the best result.

     But when Shidou was about to exhale a breath of relief, Mukuro spoke again happily.

     "A question, even without saying it? You swear, Nushi-sama, following the contract with Muku, you should no longer meet those past women. "

     "Aah, you understand, huh?"

     And next to that surrounding environment, just when he was nodding in response ... Shidou inclined his head halfway.

     "Hey? Why?"

     "Why are you so confused? That is if it is established. Nushi-sama loves Muku right? Also, Muku loves Nushi-sama. If that is true, Nushi-sama will gracefully do everything for Muku. However, if women intertwine with each other, would not it be excessive? "

     Mukuro said it in a more natural tone.

     Rather, in fact, she herself thought it was natural; And Shidou was not stunned.

     However, that way of thinking, if reformulated, would turn out to be no different from a marriage relationship - for the Shidou whose duty it was to seal the power of any Spirit that manifests itself in the world, was a fatal blow.

     "Hm? Has Muku spoken of any impropriety? "

     "...... No, that's it, what I mean is ......"

     When being looked at by those crystalline eyes of Mukuro, Shidou had to stumble. There was no other way given the fact that only Shidou had the ability to seal the energy of the spirits. In other words, this also recorded in Shidou an enormous sense of irresponsibility towards the Spirits.

     "Wait, Shidou, how did you apologize?"

     "I'm sorry ... My conscience suffered a little condemnation.

     "Do that sort of thing later. "The point is, there's no way you're going to commit to something like that." Even if you lie to her and continue with the seal, things will take a turn for the worse if she discovers ...... Explain well that the Sealing is a completely different matter than marriage.

     We just have to go with this route. "

     "……It is true."

     Shidou nodded slightly and gradually adjusted his breathing, facing Mukuro again.

     "One, Mukuro. Listen to me carefully. I can not fulfill that request. "

     "Mnn? Are you a traitor to my love? "

     "......."

     "Do not be offended by a simple remark."

     Kotori rebuked his impotent brother. In order to cheer him up, Shidou coughed a couple of times to clear his throat before continuing.

     "As I said before, I, I want to save each Spirit. So ... if another Spirit like you appears in the future, I must seal it. And - all the Spirits that I have sealed until now, I love you as much as I love you Mukuro. I will be very happy if you get along with them. "

     "...... Hueh."

     Upon hearing Shidou's words, Mukuro was lost for a while.

     After many seconds, she clapped her hands as if something hit her mind.

     "So, then, that is your promise. Nushi-sama is really kind. "

     "Hey?"

     Unable to fully understand the meaning of Mukuro's statement, Shidou opened his eyes.

     However, Mukuro simply bowed his head as if he had a good understanding of the boy's situation.

     "Muku, imagine. Nushi-sama does not need to utter another word. Charging everything to Muku will suffice. "

     Mukuro finished and got up from the park bench, folding the elegantly decorated gold-plated fan, propping it against his chin.

     "Well, then, we will close our evening here. Let's get back together, Nushi-sama. "

     Leaving behind this series of words, Mukuro stepped forward on the dark road.

     "Wait, Mukuro !?"

     Shidou tried to run after her, but in vain since Mukuro must have used Michael on the way, his small silhouette had already faded from view.

     "Seriously ... ..What are you planning?"

     Walking along the pavement lit by dark headlights, and merrily unaware of the meaning hidden behind Mukuro's poetic writings, Shidou's face was painted with a blurred shadow of uncertainty.

     [1] Nishu-sama: It's how the girls referred to the boys politely in the Edo period. The closest meaning to English would be Milord.

     [2] Kotodama or Kototama (霊 霊): Literally 'spiritual word / soul' refers to the Japanese belief in which mystical powers are in words and names. The English translation includes 'language of the soul' or 'language of the spirit'

     [3] Here it refers to an important position in the Asian martial arts that it seems as if you were riding a horse and with the hand upwards I think you can imagine it xD

     [4] The three principles are based on the role of expectation (想 紙 紙) used in Japanese betting.本命 the favorite to win, 抗 抗 the one of the opposition who is probably the second and 穴 穴 that is the Dark Horse that causes an annoying victory.

     Chapter 8: The sealed memories.

     Part 1

     "-Hn, hn, hmmn, hn ~."

     A figure was standing in the black darkness. No, to be exact, in the midst of a sea of stars.

     Hoshimiya Mukuro walked away slowly, his long hair dancing with flashes of bright light and elegant grace.

     Above was the unlimited dark and gloomy cosmos. Under the gaze of his eyes was a celestial body of azure blue of astronomical proportions.

     So is. After saying goodbye to Shidou, Mukuro opened a door in the air using <Michael> and once again teleported back to the desert known as space.

     Be that as it may, this by no means indicated that she had lost interest in Shidou and the surface. It would be better to say that the place where they spent their walk together was especially wonderful. However, if one needed to think things through, the silent cosmos would triumph as the best choice.

     "Either way……"

     Mukuro murmured to herself, glancing at the planet below her.

     "What a good climate. It was a frequent glance, however there is no remorse - Muku is really extravagant. "

     On that day, Mukuro's chest was pierced with the false - <Michael>.

     "Hehe, Shidou is very deserving of Muku's gratitude."

     Then he tilted his body back, stretching his limbs and his body.

     Exercise made the mind completely free from worry. Not only that, but the landscape, the breath and the sunlight, after having subsequently refrained from external stimuli for a long period, it seemed that someone had just struck her.

     Only this was-

     "... ..Hueh?"

     At that moment, Mukuro bowed his head.

     Meticulously reflecting, it was a fact that this world was blessed with so many splendor, so why had it sealed its own heart?

     "Mmm ... ..?"

     Mukuro joined his hands and feet together, turning quietly as he remembered. But no matter how hard he tried, he remembered nothing. In the end, he gave up the uselessness and sighed.

     "Well, it does not matter."

     True, the most important thing is - there were more pressing issues that needed to be dealt with earlier.

     Shidou. Itsuka Shidou. The man who opened the lock of Mukuro's heart and introduced her to this magnificent multi-colored world.

     And of greater importance - he is his lover and also she is of him.

     "Mn, hn, cheerfully done. Having a lover in another love, has never hit me so joy as in days gone by. "

     Simply by the thought of Shidou, her maiden's heart floated gently with exuberant and excited happiness. So this feeling was what Shidou had talked about before.

     However, there was one more obstacle to cross.

     Mukuro's passionate lover was too tender, too kind.

     "Alas it will happen to Muku if nothing is done!"

     She smiled sweetly, if a little too much, and pulled a huge key into the void - <Michael>.

     Part 2

     Every day he was full of joy to the brim.

     After waking up in the morning, my father, my mother and Ane-sama said good morning to me.

     Back then, I did not know how nice it was to have my family by my side when I woke up.

     Leaving aside how blessed it was to just have breakfast together. However, above all that, there was one thing more valuable than joy.

     Ane-sama would tie my hair.

     "The hair of ...... ..is so pretty!"

     She had a habit of saying that many times while combing my hair.

     Being congratulated by my dear sister, I was very happy and proud. I always looked forward to this time of day with all my might.

     Before I knew it, Ane-sama's fingertips had intertwined my hair. In just a few minutes, the kitten, who had become a charming young lady, had become a charming girl. When I first experienced such a sensation, I even thought my sister was a mage.

     After telling my impressions in a cheerful and fortunate tone, she seemed rather surprised, just smiling from ear to ear - stroking my head once more with a sweetness that ripped the strings from my heart.

     After this, we would eat the delicious breakfast our mother made for us and then we would go to school after an exchange of greetings.

     "Let's go! Take care! "

     Once we got home, Mom came and received us without fail.

     "Welcome."

     Seeing the sky together on the rooftop with my sister who was star-loving after dinner was something I was sure to do every night.

     During the hot summer, we placed a plastic board so that we both lay down and looked at the starry sky.

     Ane-sama pointed to each of the bright spots in the sky one by one, mentioning the names of those stars as well as their origins.

     Although my childhood self could not understand it, I was pleased to see Ane-sama enthusiastically explaining those seemingly unreachable concepts to me, so I would usually return to the roof of the house when night came.

     Not long after drowsiness filled me and my consciousness became blurred, Ane-sama would surely force a smile as if apologizing and stroking my hair.

     "Sorry for letting me get carried away."

     I liked to fall asleep so peacefully, wrapped in that warmth.

     In what seemed an instant, I woke up - a new day began.

     To live this common and incomparable life was blissful and irresistible to me.

     Greeting my Father, Mother and Ane-sama again gave me an infinite joy.

     My family that only belonged to me, a space for me alone, there were people who loved me and people I loved.

     Times as happy as these, my childhood self would think they could always continue like this.

     However, the day the world came to an end came much faster than expected.

     Nothing drastic happened. It was not an unfortunate accident that sent everyone to another world, or a divorce that caused the family to crumble. It was not even the appearance of blood relatives who revoked my custody rights.

     -That day.

     I waited anxiously that day. After all, Ane-sama had promised to take me to the Tenguu Tower.

     However, that day, he had also brought friends from school. So is. That way.

     There was nothing else worth mentioning, just another page of everyday life. But it was unacceptable to me.

     That's because Ane-sama belonged only to me.

     Ane-sama should only love me. She should only love me.

     However, this sister, unknowingly, was having fun with a friend she did not know. That person was getting into the world between my sister and me.

     This thought only ripped my heart out. It was exhausting. It was unbearable. But I could not do anything.

     I gave my best to endure it, to endure and enjoy the day like everyone else.

     However, when I was looking at the distant landscape from the observation tower, Ane-sama's friend spoke to me.

     "Ne, - chan, your hair is really long. Would not it be better to make it a little shorter? Ne, - do not you think so? "

     Then, my sister, being sought for consent, she thought for a moment before turning to me and said,

     "A ...... It's true. Is not it a bit long? Should we cut it next time? "

     "It was not like they had any bad intentions.

     Ane-sama and his friend realized that my long hair tended to move from side to side whenever I walked, so they simply suggested it.

     But the impact these words struck in my heart was one that clung to her and threatened to collapse. I escaped from the Tenguu Tower as if my life depended on it.

     "I was helpless before my suffering. Ane-sama had said it was nice. Ane-sama had said she liked it.

     A simple observation of his friend had changed to Ane-sama.

     In other words, I valued that person more than I valued myself. If Annette was in a situation where she had to choose between her friend and me, she would choose that person without a doubt.

     These notions were similar to the inkblot of my attire, spreading to a rapid and unshakable rhythm.

     I had always assumed that my Father, Mother and Ane-sama loved me more.

     But these three people, before my appearance, had always lived in this world - each of them keeping hidden the interpersonal relationships of me.

     My father, also my mother, my Ane-sama had also done it, without knowing it, with people unknown to me, and socializing with strangers.

     "Ugh ...... Ah ..."

     Once I barely encountered this cruel fact, a feeling of vomit rose up my chest.

     My heart, having known how to love and be loved, understood at last that this emotion was sadness.

     So, that time ...

     Part 3

     "......... huh."

     He had spent one night since the meeting with Mukuro. Shidou had woken up earlier than usual.

     It was not as if he had anything peculiar to attend to or had woken up by the alarm clock. Last night, being plagued by the words that Mukuro left to his departure, Shidou had not been able to sleep well.

     On top of that, he had a terrible nightmare.

     Of the events that occurred after falling from heaven that day, it was a truly painful dream; A realistic vision that recounts what had once happened to him in such vivid detail.

     In the end, what Shidou had gotten in her new home was not a big sister, but a cute little sister.

     "... ..Hmm-"

     Lack of sleep had proved to be detrimental to Shidou's body condition. Even so, falling asleep just after waking up was quite demanding.

     Either way, if I could not sleep more, starting the breakfast preparations would be the best thing I could do. Shidou looked at the clock to confirm what time it was before he uttered a long yawn and crawled toward the bed.

     As he walked to the first floor, Shidou washed his face and prepared a change of clothes, then put on the combat uniform for the men. The Shidou, decorated with an apron, prepared the breakfast very well.

     Then, unaware of the passage of time, just as the delicious fragrance of the fish he was frying had spread, Shidou heard the sounds of footsteps coming from the second floor.

     It seemed that Kotori had risen from his sleep. He had been handling Mukuro's search and surveillance data last night, continuing his work on Fraxinus until very late at night. The still persistent fatigue in his body should have exceeded that of what he felt.

     Kotori rubbed his eyes as he slowly hobbled up the stairs like a zombie. Shidou forced a smile, waving his hand to greet her.

     "Good morning, Kotori."

     "A ...... the morning is good ......"

     Suddenly. Just as he finished his line, Kotori seemed to have noticed something, abruptly opening his eyes very well.

     "Kyaaaaaaaaaaa !?"

     An epic cry came out of his mouth.

     "...... Wh-What's happening ...... !?"

     Shidou could not help but cover his ears with his hands, casting a confused glance at his sister.

     "What is it, Kotori? Something happened?"

     However, as if refusing to answer, Kotori stared at Shidou with a sharp look.

     Then he uttered a warning voice.

     "Who the hell are you? Why are you in my house? "

     That statement far exceeded their expectations.

     "........................ Hah?"

     Shidou's eyes narrowed at two tiny points.

     However, that was natural, since such a question naturally baffled him. Why was he at home?

     That question takes the words away. No matter what, Shidou had lived in that house for over a decade. Although they were not related by blood, they were still brother and sister.

     "...... Guh, what are you saying, Kotori?"

     Shidou scratched his face and tried to approach her, only to provoke a scream from the girl as if he would reject it later.

     "Do not get close to me! I'm calling the police! "

     "Hey……"

     Astonished, Shidou wiped the sweat from his brow.

     What was Kotori doing? This went beyond a simple joke. In other words-Just as he was shaking his head, Kotori eagerly grabbed a random ornament that was nearby.

     "You ...... what are you standing there and stunned !? I told you to get out of here right now! "

     "Uwah !?"

     Kotori tossed the ornament in his hand to him mercilessly. Shidou hurried to move his body to avoid the attack.

     "H-Hey, that's dangerous-"

     "Shut up! Get away!"

     Kotori screamed in a fit of hysteria, grabbing another missile to launch.

     Though he had no idea of Kotori's actions, Shidou knew that his words would not come to him.

     In a blast, he took his backpack and jacket, fleeing the place.

     "Guh, hya!"

     "Ahh! Hey, hold still! "

     Earlier he ordered him out of his sight, now he was forbidding her to flee. That said now was not the time to point out that occasion without worries. Shidou grabbed her shoes from the porch, leaving the house barefoot.

     "Hah ...... Hah ...... Hah ..."

     After running for some time and confirming the absence of any pursuit by Kotori, Shidou was finally able to exhale a deep breath of relief. While steadying his breath and taking his apron, Shidou managed to put on the school uniform.

     "Seriously ... this is not necessary, even if she could not sleep. Your brother is going to cry! "

     Shidou rubbed his face as he spoke to himself, walking his usual route.

     It was the first month of the New Year. In fact, wearing a jacket made him feel dead from the cold. If conditions allowed, Shidou wanted to go home for the moment and wear his winter clothes to protect himself against the weather.

     Even so, since there was still the possibility that Kotori was furious, not going to the Itsuka residence for the time being was the best option. Assuming he would not call the police, his fits of anger would probably invoke some rumors and slander in the neighborhood.

     The gossip of the other people would last 75 days, but by the time Shidou was trapped in a vicious circle doomed to have evolved another gossip before that period ended. He hoped to avoid the spread of any mischievous criticism as much as possible,

     "I guess I can not do anything ... ..I could go to school for now."

     Shidou said his statements of abandonment, suffering from the chilling winds as he trembled as he walked the way to school.

     Then, after several sneezes and walking for a few minutes, Shidou finally arrived at Raizen High School.

     Shidou took off his shoes and replaced them with the ones inside. Going to his classroom, he placed his backpack on the top of his desk with movements he was accustomed to, and then retired his chair before taking a seat.

     "... Hmm?"

     Inhaling a great breath inside the warm room, Shidou felt a subtle premonition that something was wrong.

     To put it simply, it was as if he had entered a wrong class by mistake. His classmates again and again cast dark stares of misunderstanding in their direction, even arguing among themselves.

     "What's up……?"

     Shidou nodded, looking at his attire to see if something was wrong, whether he was dressed in his pajamas because he quickly left the house, or put his shoes upside down.

     However, while he was reviewing himself, none of his belongings were out of place. Just in case, Shidou touched his hair, only to find that there was no sign that he was disheveled by sleep.

     "Mmm ... .."

     Could it be that in this frigid climate, not putting on a coat and going to school while shaking was an uncommon practice? Shidou came to that conclusion for the moment, pulling out his cartridge and scrapbook from his purse.

     "Ho ~ Hoho ~ Hohoho! Hukeh ....... "

     And so, making a series of strange nasal sounds, a boy who arranged his hair with ointment entered the classroom. "He was one of Shidou's most evil friends: Tonomachi Hiroto.

     "Ooh, Tonomachi."

     "Hm? Aah, good morning classmate. "

     Shidou got up and called out his name, and Tonomachi responded with his always frivolous manner of speaking.

     Nevertheless.

     "Long time no see, huh? I wonder how long it has been ...... Ah, pardon me, I presumptuously addressed you. Sorry, but who are you? "

     The look on Tonomachi's face grew more and more anxious as she spoke until she lowered her head in apology. Shidou was speechless, opening both eyes very well.

     "Hah?"

     "Yah, I'm really sorry ...... Ah, did we met at a karaoke before? There were so many people that time, so I could not remember ... ".

     "...... No no no, what are you saying, Tonomachi? It's me, Itsuka Shidou. Have not we always been partners? "

     Shidou frowned, but now it was Tonomachi's turn to show an expression of perplexity.

     "Classmates From?"

     "Tonomachi ......?"

     Seeing the response of his friend, Shidou once again wrinkled his eyebrows. Of course, Tonomachi had sometimes made jokes that no one could have imagined in the past, but his current course produced an entirely different impression compared to the past. To put it bluntly, it was as if he had really forgotten Shidou.

     If Tonomachi's acting skills had exploded dramatically without Shidou knowing, that would have meant that ......

     Shidou looked around, calling classmates into the room.

     "Um, Yamabuki, Hazakura, Fujibakama."

     "Haeh?"

     "Hueh?"

     "Hoeh?"

     Reacting with Shidou's voice, the three girls chatting nearby raised their heads in an organized fashion: a tall, slender girl in a deliberately ragged school uniform, a medium-height girl whose particular distinction did not have any, along with a Small girl with glasses. They were the renowned Ai, Mai, and Mii the trio of class 2-4.

     "Tonomachi is still talking nonsense ... you three recognize me, right?"

     After Shidou asked them, the trio looked at each other from side to side with the appearance of doubt.

     "...... Ugh, who is he?"

     "Uwah, are you flirting with us? How boring……."

     "Spring is here - who do you aim for? Who?"

     Ai, Mai, and Mii suddenly got up, making all the fuss. But on the contrary, the whole color faded from Shidou's pale face.

     "Do not you ...... know me ......?"

     Emitting a dry, withered voice, Shidou glanced around. However, it was in vain, since there was not a single person begged to differ from Tonomachi and Ai, Mai and Mii the trio. Not only that, but the students also shot him looks of shock.

     This was obviously an abnormal situation in which he had been found. Shidou still did not wake up from a dream, or were all his classmates playing a joke? However, they would not have done that without any explanation. Shidou felt as if he had been lost in a place with which he had been very familiar.

     So-

     "Hoho, good morning everyone!"

     "Good Morning

     While Shidou was imprisoned in a confused prison, two girls entered the classroom. "It was Tohka and Origami.

     "......!"

     Shidou has just identified his figures and approached them, planning to seek help from both.

     "N-Ne! Tohka, Origami! "

     "Hoho !? What are you doing all of a sudden? Do not scare me like that. "

     "............"

     Tohka looked rather surprised, while Origami retained his original composure as he headed for Shidou.

     "A-Aah ...... I'm sorry. But listen to me. Everyone in the class is acting weird. No ...... not just that. Is Kotori doing the same thing? "

     "Muu ......?"

     Although Shidou was relieving his complaints, Tohka wrinkled his eyebrows with a confused expression in his place.

     That reaction made him feel an illusion as if his heart were dragged by force.

     Shidou's pulse began to throb faster and more ferociously as more of his suspicions proved to be true. The cold sweat was beading on the skin of his whole body. A sensation similar to dizziness invaded his body from head to toe, threatening to overwhelm the boy there and then.

     A terrible omen flooded Shidou's mind.

     However, Tohka and Origami did not perceive their current situation and simply resumed their speech without any hint of concern.

     "I'm sorry, but I do not understand what you're saying ..."

     "Who are you specifically?"

     "......... .."

     They both said those insensitive and harsh words.

     Shidou could only stand there, from beginning to end.

     Part 4

     It was now an hour after noon. The sun, which must have risen to the summit a long time ago, was wrapped in a thick layer of clouds, preventing the rays of light from heating the ground.

     The strong icy winds deprived Shidou of his body temperature little by little. He let out a big yawn, breathed a few times through his nose and shook his shoulders.

     Shidou was not currently in a Raizen High School classroom, but outside a certain apartment complex next to Itsuka residence - to be more precise, it was situated in a position across the road where he could clearly see the building . He hid his body from behind a power pole, gazing at the block of flats carefully.

     "......!"

     Without realizing how much time Shidou had spent wasted time, the doors of the apartment opened and two delicate girls came out. One of them was a docile girl wearing a cute hat on her head. She was dressed in a large coat and had a rabbit puppet placed in her left hand. The other was dressed in civilian clothes and had a scarf wrapped around her neck. This girl seemed to be in a rather unpleasant mood judging by his expression. "They were spirits who lived in that mansion, Yoshino and Natsumi.

     "...... Uh, I'm dying of cold. My breath is so white. "

     "Fuuu ...... it's true. He has-"

     "Jiji! <Breath White> "

     In response to Natsumi's words, Yoshino exhaled deep puffs of air and, with this, the Yoshinon rabbit puppet twisted his body. Yoshino laughed cheerfully.

     But instead, Natsumi's expression seemed more difficult to understand ...... Rather, it would be better to say that she was frowning over the discomfort.

     "...... Um, Yoshino? You did not have to come with me to buy it, you know? Not really a big problem, and if you were catching a cold ... .. "

     "That will not happen, do not worry. I can handle this cold quite well. Y-"

     Yoshino said that as he took Natsumi's hand, squeezing it in the bag of his clothes.

     "Hya?"

     Possibly because of Yoshino's startling reaction, Natsumi screamed in surprise.

     Yoshino blushed a little before saying timidly.

     "Uh ... ..it's hotter this way."

     "Um ...... yes ..."

     Natsumi hummed, his face a hundred times more agitated than Yoshino's expression. Whether the amount of sweat increased or not, Natsumi loosened his scarf a little with his free hand to allow the breeze to hit his neck.

     "……LOL."

     Looking at the scene that could produce a smile to someone many times, Shidou could only unroll the corners of his lips.

     But Shidou immediately remembered. It is true. Now was not the time to spy from afar.

     He braced himself as he grabbed his face, launched himself from behind the electric pole and jumped at the pair of girls.

     Then he stopped the disturbing discomfort in his heart and shouted.

     "Yoshino, Natsumi! And Yoshinon! "

     "Hey…?"

     "W-what happens suddenly ..."

     "Uwaha! You scared me!"

     Toward the abrupt appearance of Shidou, the two expressed astonished expressions. Shidou took a deep breath and continued.

     "About that, you two, do you still remember me?"

     He clenched his fist and asked her so seriously. Nevertheless--

     "Uh, that ... I'm sorry, but I do not know who you are."

     "…Me neither. Come on, Yoshino, Yoshinon. "

     "Ah-- sorry about that kid, look for someone else to ask, okay?"

     The result was indicated. After Yoshino and Natsumi had shown their disbelief, they both accelerated as they passed Shidou.

     "Ah ......"

     Shidou could not even reach out to them, dropping to his knees on the ground, motionless.

     "This must be a joke ... what about this ..."

     Amazed, he forced those words out.

     After realizing that Tohka and Origami were completely alien to him, the unknown despair and helplessness had assaulted Shidou's entire body as he rushed to question the other Spirits if they still remembered who he was.

     Kaguya and Yuzuru from the neighboring class 2-3 had matched Tohka's expression of surprise.

     Nia, who lived in a high-level apartment in the city, had regarded Shidou as a rude fan and slammed her in the face. On the other hand, Miku, once he heard his voice, shouted:

     "Kyaaaaaa!? A strange guy called ahhhhh! "No contact could be established later. Having tried what he could, with the last ounce of his remaining hope, Shidou came to look for Yoshino and Natsumi ... but the result was no different from the others.

     Shidou scratched her hair.

     Nothing had changed compared to yesterday. Everything was as it was supposed to be. The opinions that Shidou saw were not different from those of his memories.

     Except one thing. "The Spirits, along with their friends, had all forgotten Shidou. This single aspect instilled in him a certain sense of bewilderment as if he had been thrown into a parallel world.

     "Damn ... 'You do not know me.' What about this!? Someone, someone, does anyone recognize me ...? "

     Shidou propped his forehead with his hands as he watched as if his life depended on it.

     However, the only ones left were the worst Spirit, Tokisaki Kurumi, whose whereabouts were currently unknown; The enemies of Shidou, Westcott and Ellen of DEM; Along with the Spirit who had disappeared right in front of Shidou without a trace--

     "----"

     In that instant.

     Shidou held his breath a little.

     He spoke with his trembling lips the name that came into his mind.

     "Mu ... kuro ......"

     Exactly. Mukuro. Hoshimiya Mukuro. The Spirit that possessed the angel in the form of a key

     <Miguel> that was able to seal almost anything in existence.

     His powers exceeded what the naked eye could discern by much. In fact, Mukuro had used this ability to seal his own heart.

     That was the reason Shidou had called his name, not for the possibility that he could still have it in his memory.

     "Muku predicts. Nushi-sama does not need to utter another word. To entrust everything to Muku will suffice. "

     The phrases he had left behind as they were about to separate yesterday reverberated into the depths of Shidou's consciousness.

     At that moment, Shidou had not been aware of the meaning behind those words, and now the irregular phenomenon that had happened to him was intertwined perfectly with that fragment in his mind.

     Simply by placing an invisible lock on the heart, the angel <Miguel>, in the form of a key, could seal the emotions of the target.

     Shidou wondered if this ability extended to even meddling with a person's memories.

     "Could ... this be all your fault, Mukuro ...... !?"

     Shidou pressed his mouth, his expression was slowly infiltrated by a shudder.

     Of course, this was just a guess. There was no concrete evidence and no basis for their speculation; Was simply an assumption within the reach of Shidou's imagination.

     However, such abnormal circumstances would not have occurred out of nowhere. If one were to consider that there was a Spirit pulling the ropes from the shadows, Mukuro's name would undoubtedly be mentioned.

     "............"

     Shidou raised his head silently. He reached for the wall, placing his body upright and sighing in a low whisper.

     In fact, Shidou found himself in a labyrinthine situation, as if he had been lost. Despite wanting to consult his complaints with someone, he could only discover that the worst scenario had kissed him in such a way that nobody remembered him. Actually, I was in a dead end.

     However, a hypothesis emerged in his mind that allowed him to regain his resolve.

     Needless to say, Mukuro's capabilities were overwhelming. However, leaving it to one side in this utterly strange singularity, it was only worlds apart from being able to infer approximately who was the culprit that precipitated it.

     It is true. If Mukuro had undoubtedly enclosed all the memories with the power of <Miguel> -

     "- <Haniel>!"

     Shidou made a quick scan of his surroundings to make sure there were no spectators and, with his eyes closed, shouted the name of an angel afterwards.

     In concert with his call, an angel in the form of a broom manifested in front of his hand. Shidou quickly inhaled a breath, gathered courage, and once again verbalized.

     "<Kaleidoscope> ......!"

     As if responding to Shidou's voice, <Haniel> emitted a pale silver light, whose appearance was incessantly transformed into clay.

     After a few seconds, an immense cane in the shape of a key materialized.

     Right. Shidou had duplicated in the past <Miguel> and, with it, unlocked the previously sealed heart and soul of Mukuro.

     An angel responds to the wishes of his guest. If the forgetting of the Spirits on Shidou was a branch of <Miguel>, would unlocking their memories identically have the same effect?

     --Nevertheless.

     "Hey…?"

     While Shidou maintained the position of holding <Miguel>, his whole body froze and became inflexible, releasing an abrupt voice.

     However, it was to be expected.

     Right on the side of the pseudo- <Miguel> gripped in his hands, a miniature door began to take shape as the front end of a huge key popped through there, piercing the fake <Miguel>.

     "E-This is-"

     "- <Lock-Segva>!"

     Shidou opened his eyes in astonishment. Then a sound he felt as if he had heard it somewhere reverberated, and, with a clank, the huge key retracted inside.

     In the twinkling of an eye, the pseudo- <Miguel> that Shidou had kept grasping was gently discharged. It began to glow undulating as it returned to its original form, <Haniel> before finally dispersing itself into particles of light that faded into nothingness.

     "Ah--"

     Shidou stared at his now empty hands with widened eyes.

     Then he cast his line of vision to the front end of the key floating in the air, emitting a trembling voice.

     "Mi- <Miguel> ......"

     As if responding to his voice, the "door" that had broken the space began to expand gradually-Following closely, a girl flew out of the crack.

     With blond hair with the Golden Fleece wrapped around her neck and adorned with fabrics of a design identical to that of Kotori, she was a young woman of small stature.

     "Hoshimiya Mukuro had appeared.

     "Mukuro ......"

     "Muahaha, a convenient resource for someone as prestigious as Nushi-sama, for whom Muku's heart was unleashed. It is worthy of your name, Nushi-sama. "

     

     The girl gave a slight smile. Shidou could only reflect on his words as he shuddered.

     To put it briefly, Mukuro had explained the possibility of Shidou transforming <Haniel> into

     <Miguel> and making a move to unlock the memories of all.

     And at that moment in time, he had sealed the powers of his false <Miguel> with the authentic.

     There was no need to think about reason. It was to seal the liberated powers that Shidou possessed so as not to let him open the lock of memories of the other Spirits again.

     Mukuro's statements and deeds had perfectly verified Shidou's hypothesis.

     "Mukuro ...... So you're the one who altered everyone's memories!"

     "Hm, really. Excellent, huh?

     Mukuro stood proudly with his arms down, causing Shidou to frown and scream.

     "Why! Why did you do something like that? "

     "Why? Hueh. What an aberrant investigation. "

     His face told all about his ignorance when a carefree smile came.

     "With this, Muku and Nushi-sama can kidnap one another. Nushi-sama need not worry any more. Loving only Muku without an escort to satisfy the greed will suffice in its place. "

     "What……!?"

     Shidou was astonished, unable to breathe.

     The girl's declarations before his eyes and the adorable disguise on his face created a prominent and unmistakable incongruity, throwing Shidou into disorder instantly.

     Shidou was a man who had sealed many Spirits in the past as well. To this day, he had encountered numerous bitter crises and complex relationships, having even experienced the formidable and terrifying wickedness of his enemies.

     But this time it was different.

     The girl in front of him was a completely different being compared to the spirits and the people he had encountered so far.

     The worst spirit, Tokisaki Kurumi, evoked fear in people's hearts. In view of his inexhaustible thirst for blood and vanity, Shidou could only remain paralyzed.

     Similarly, when he faced Westcott and Ellen of DEM Industries, Shidou also felt a sense of dread. Faced with inhuman and overwhelming animosity, Shidou was petrified instead.

     However, Mukuro had neither a thirst for blood nor ill will.

     By his expression - it was pure, unadulterated benevolence; and love.

     "Lo, Nushi-sama."

     Mukuro revealed a balanced smile, his lips began to move.

     "Do you love Muku?"

     He uttered exceedingly beautiful but innocent words. But Shidou did not know what to say.

     "A-Angh! It really has been a while, todooooos! Since we separated, I could not stop thinking about the whole world! "

     It was around noon on a day of rest. Tap tap tap tap ...... Just as the drumming of steps in the hall had resonated, the greeting had already reverberated in advance. Miku rose in the hall of Itsuka residence.

     "Ugh ... -"

     His appearance on the scene sent a chill down Natsumi's spine, catapulting the elven girl from the couch as she ran to locate a hidden hiding place.

     To Natsumi's displeasure, however, his quick maneuvers were sniffed by Miku, who, like a cat tied to a mouse, lunged at her.

     "Yaa!"

     "Kyaa!"

     Being embraced by Miku's intense passion, along with his fervent statements, Natsumi fought frantically in his grip.

     Seeing the situation, the owner of the house, Kotori, let out a sigh.

     "What am I going to do with you, always making a loud roar? Speaking of goodbye, did not we see each other yesterday? "

     "Fu fu, dihkrishing stress [1] haha houhohohoho ah nutrients."

     "...... I have no idea what you are saying. Take your face first out of Natsumi's belly and then speak. "

     Kotori gave him a half look. Miku raised his head with satisfaction with a 'Pfha!'

     "Full Recharge ---! The tiredness of today has been eliminated ...! "

     Maybe it was a fiction of the imagination, but Miku's skin looked softer than before. On the other hand, Natsumi, whose stomach had been marked by considerable cosiness, escaped completely. How awful!

     A vampire had popped up unexpectedly in the residential area of the city of Tenguu!

     Kotori could only shrug as he looked around the room.

     The Spirits are currently inside the living room of Itsuka Residence. Tohka and Origami sat on the couch while the Yamai sisters were engrossed in playing video games on television. Yoshino embraced the lethargic and traumatized Natsumi, whose vitality had been completely drained by Miku. The dining room table was occupied by Nia, who scratched her head while looking at a white notebook. It seemed that he was tormenting his brain by the script of a manga.

     Although there was no special occasion for them all to gather together, perhaps they simply felt happy, so they all naturally gathered in that house.

     Then a very loud sound could be heard coming from the television. It would seem that the outcome of the battle between the Yamai twins had just been determined. Kaguya clung to his head as Yuzuru proudly swelled his chest.

     "Ah ...! Almost-! There!? Ah ...! "

     "Victory. Despite the small danger, this is Yuzuru's victory. The side dishes for lunch are now mine. "

     "Ugh!"

     It looked like they had a bet. Kaguya hit the floor with dissatisfaction. Kotori sighed again.

     "I'm not against your competition, but keep in mind a balanced diet."

     After finishing speaking, Kotori glimpsed the clock. Twelve. As they had both said, it was time for lunch.

     "...... Hmm?"

     A puzzled sensation came into her as she thought about that. Usually in the past, food was supposed to have been laid out abundantly on the dining table ... But today, any preparation for lunch had not even begun yet.

     "A-ré? That's weird, how did I ... Uh, by the way, was I supposed to make the food? "

     A certain misunderstanding made Kotori's eyebrows knit. At that moment, Yoshino pulled his head behind Natsumi, looking at Kotori with concern.

     "What is it, Kotori-san?"

     "Hey? Ah, it's nothing. I was just hungry, so let's have some pizza today. "

     With the intention of passing by superficially, Kotori pronounced thus, only so that the sisters Yamai were electrified with emotion suddenly.

     "Truly!? Then I expect a great feast of half-dead poultry! "

     "Explanation. Kaguya wants to eat a roast chicken pizza. "

     "Exactly that! Fufu - and pizza has no side dish--! What a pity, Yuzuru! "

     "Denial. The authority on the side dishes remains valid. Swap the Kaguya pizza toppings with Yuzuru's pizza crust. "

     "Pizza crust !?"

     "Mercy. Here is some pity: not crisp and brittle pieces, but bread with a soft texture. "

     Yuzuru comforted her with a fake tender voice, causing Kaguya to scream.

     "You're not human ...!"

     "Obviously. I am a Spirit. "

     Well, Yuzuru, after observing the depressed mode of Kaguya, would have happily resolved his bet and would allow him to eat the tasty parts of his pizza. Kotori shrugged once more, reaching for the phone to order takeout.

     "......?"

     At that moment, an impression as if something out of place emerged through her as she stared at the sofa where Tohka was sitting.

     Be that as it may, Tohka did nothing, just hugging his arms with an intricate expression painted on his face.

     However, that was the reason why it was unusual. -It is true. There had undoubtedly been a chat to put an order for pizza, even so Tohka, much less ask, had not gotten up in a noisy joy.

     "Uh, Tohka. What's up? You can lie down if you're uncomfortable, okay? "

     "...... -No?"

     At Kotori's question, Tohka was discouraged for a few seconds, followed by an abrupt movement of her eyebrows.

     "Ahh ... I'm sorry. I was just thinking. "

     "Chewing something ...? What Tohka? More important than pizza? ...... No, I did not say it that way. "

     He had involuntarily said something offensive, correcting himself in a hurry.

     But Tohka did not take it seriously-it would be better to say that his mind was being occupied by a matter of greater urgency, which made him ponder aloud instead.

     "Something happened? So you go so far ... "

     "Muu ...... Not much, it's just that I met some weird kid at school yesterday."

     "A weird kid?"

     "Umu. A boy I do not know entered my classroom, and even called Origami and my name. But after we told him we did not know him, he had a wounded look and came out ...... "

     "Who is it supposed to be? An admirer of yours? Although it's pretty weird, do you really have to be so upset ......? "

     When he reached that point, Kotori suddenly shook his eyebrows as he exclaimed an 'Ah'.

     "About the boy Tohka had described, Kotori was also very conscious.

     "Something happens-?"

     Noticing a change in Kotori's behavior, Miku hesitated. With one hand resting on his lower jaw, Kotori responded.

     "...... Now that you mention it, I also met a similar guy yesterday. When I woke up in the morning, I saw a boy I had never seen before eating breakfast in the kitchen. "

     "Ehh !? How did that happen! A terror movie-! E-You're good, Kotori-san! "

     "A-Oh, I immediately ordered him to leave. I even asked Fraxinus to consolidate his safety, so things should be fine, I guess ...... "

     Just when Kotori's speech was over, it was then that Miku exclaimed 'Ahh' with an applause from his hands.

     "What is it, Miku?"

     "A-Now that I think about it, I had a meeting too! Yesterday, an unexpected call arrived! Then some kind of suddenly started talking. It frightened me! And when I looked at the contact screen, it even showed 'Darling'!? I have no memory of having recorded it, so I was scared to death! "

     As the Spirits listened to these stories, each of them seemed to have remembered something, their hesitant expressions.

     "Ne, Yuzuru, about that, is not he that person?"

     "Memory. We have also come into contact. A man had rushed into our classroom before the class began and interrogated us fiercely, 'Do you still remember me?' "

     "...... Ah - It feels like I'm in the same boat. At that time, I was pulling a night to work, then the sound of the bell * dingdong * * dingdong * arrived. However, I took him away. "

     "N-Natsumi-san and me too! Before we left yesterday, a strange boy wanted to talk to us ... "

     "...... Ah-, hm, that's true. We were even followed. I do not know what it is. It's horrible when I think about that ... "

     Natsumi, who was embraced by Yoshino, was finally able to mutter a response with a closed eye.

     Kotori could not avoid wrinkling his eyebrows while taking into account the testimonies of all.

     "A boy who's met with all of us, huh ...? No, they do not necessarily know the same person ...

     but we can not ignore it and be too optimistic. "

     There was, of course, the possibility that he was just a random pervert, although the same could be said of one of the DEM staff members.

     Despite not knowing the exact purpose of that boy, everyone present here was a Spirit that possesses cataclysmic level skills. A precaution was better than none.

     "For the moment, we will all be on alert just in case. If something happened, please let me know right away. "

     "Ya-ya see ..."

     "It is understood-! We'll always keep in touch! "

     "...... Ah, even if a guard did not hurt, could you give me a capable baby? I'm so tired now.

     Especially ... if you could only give me a child who is capable, he has a small figure and a name that begins with 'Nia'. "

     "... Um, Kotori, I would like a name change, what should I do?"

     The Spirits nodded enthusiastically. ...... Well, despite having discerned a strange demand from a certain someone, Kotori ignored that for the moment.

     However, there was only one girl who did not respond.

     "It was Origami.

     Changing from then on, she went through being silent until the end, while she absorbed herself in a quiz contest with the floor. Although not one for words in general, Origami's current behavior seemed somewhat different from anything in the past. Kotori glanced at his expression and vocalized.

     "Origami, are you feeling okay?"

     "……No problem. Just a little headache. "

     "It's not a problem ...... Do not force yourself. If you feel tired, I'll take you home. "

     "……Apology for the inconvenience."

     Origami answered in a weak and fragile tone, which was rarely seen in her. The worried Kotori walked to the side of Origami, allowing the girl a shoulder to lean on.

     "You can stand up?"

     "……There is no pro---"

     In an attempt to get up, Origami hung his arm over Kotori's shoulder. But at that moment, Origami's body abruptly lost any rigidity and seemed as if it were about to collapse on the ground.

     "Origami!?"

     "What……!"

     "Do you feel okay?"

     Suddenly, the spirits gathered in the room emitted shocked voices. However, that was to be expected. After all, the one that had collapsed was none other than the burly Origami girl.

     "Guh--"

     When Kotori took a deep breath, he was about to call Fraxinus with his phone for help. You could not tell where the current Origami situation was, so taking her to the medical clinic aboard the ship would be much faster than sending an ambulance.

     However, the moment before Kotori could even press the dial button, he stopped.

     "............"

     The reason was simple. Origami, which had just fallen on the floor, rose as if nothing had happened.

     "Origami……? Do not stand up when you do not feel so good. If something happened to you! "

     Kotori shouted to Origami in a burst, however, only shook his head as if everything that happened at that time was just a joke.

     Then he looked directly into Kotori's eyes and spoke. "

     It's nothing - I'm fine. Sorry to have worried you. "

     His manner of speaking, for some reason, seemed to carry a striking difference unlike any other.

     "............"

     Cold sweat gleamed on Kotori's cheeks as he listened.

     "O-Origami?"

     "Here. What is it?"

     "That, let me ask you, are you Origami?"

     "Hey? Yes I am. What are you talking about?"

     Splintering, Origami smiled wryly. Such an expression impregnated with vim and vigor shook the Spirits.

     "H-hello ......!"

     "Stunned. Fever? Rather, Master Origami, your brain ...... "

     "Someone-! Origami-san-! Save Origamiiiiii! "

     "Uh, is that how they think of me ......?"

     Seeing the messy reactions of all, Origami could only laugh.

     That said, as if something had hit the mind of Origami immediately, his expression had a steep decline. He watched them all and opened his mouth.

     "Well, forget it. More importantly, were the previous words from all over the world serious?

     Has everyone really forgotten? "

     "Hey…?"

     Origami's words caused a tick in Kotori's eyebrows.

     "'He' ... Do not tell me, do you mean the enigma of a boy who had appeared before us?"

     Only that person could be thought of when he conjured "he" in the matter. Kotori fumbled for his lower chin and said so.

     Origami then nodded dynamically.

     "Seeing it like this, they really have forgotten it. As expected, this must be the work of Mukuro-san ...... "

     "Mukuro?"

     Kotori inclined his head to the name that came out of Origami's mouth. It was a name that did not have an impression.

     "Well, I never ... did you forget it too? She is the Spirit who inhabited the cosmos! Did not they all face her before? "

     "Q-What are you saying, Origami ......"

     Seeing the look of astonishment on Kotori's face, Origami let out a despondent look as if he understood everything.

     "...... Then that's how it is. Fast work. Not only about him, but the memories of herself were

     "sealed" as well. With this, in fact he would have escaped detection ... "

     "About that, Natsumi-san. I have a favor to ask ... Is it possible for Natsumi-san <Haniel> to produce a copy of <Miguel>? "

     "Hey……? Um, that thing called <Miguel>, what is it supposed to be? An angel?"

     "That's right. It's an angel in the form of a key that has the ability to unlock or block the functions of just about anything. "

     Origami turned his gaze to Natsumi after speaking. The smaller girl answered as she averted her gaze to protect herself from her powerful scrutiny.

     "...... No, that's impossible. If you do not understand how it works, making a forgery without a model is a waste of time. "

     "I see……"

     With brows furrowed and a frown, Origami stroked the corners of her lips, murmuring something to herself.

     "... I did not expect the method of using <Haniel> to be out of reach either. Now that things are like this ...... what should be done ...... "

     "Wait a minute. I do not understand anything. Origami, what the hell did you get yourself into?

     Who is Mukuro? And the 'he' you said ... Do you know the boy by any chance? "

     Hesitantly, Kotori shed his doubts. Therefore, Origami looked intently into his eyes and made a gesture.

     "Yes. Everyone should be familiar with it. Everyone - not each of us - was saved by Itsuka Shidou. "

     "Shidou ......"

     The name that Origami had just enunciated kindled a slight furrow in Kotori's eyebrows. ......

     produced a nostalgic feeling of having heard it somewhere, but at the same time also unheard of before. It was a completely subtle sensation. The other Spirits developed similar reciprocities to Kotori's reaction.

     Nevertheless---

     "Ugh ...... guh ......?"

     Among the Spirits, one of them reflected how Origami had been a few moments ago, pressing his head with his hand and falling on his knees.

     (I.e.

     "Hmhmhm, truly blissful. Ne, is not it, Nushi-sama? "

     "...... Ahh, it's blissful Mukuro."

     "Fufu, go to, go to."

     At Shidou's reply, Mukuro offered a sincere smile from the bottom of his heart, swinging back and forth with the hand that was attached to Shidou's.

     "Ne, Nushi-sama. Do you love Muku? "

     "Of course, lots of love."

     "With Muku. Fufu ...... It is pure happiness. "

     His cheeks slightly reddened, the smile on Mukuro's face intensified.

     "............"

     Seeing his pristine expression of joy, Shidou could only grit his teeth.

     He was holding hands with Mukuro, walking along one of the main roads of the city of Tenguu at a leisurely pace. It seemed that his previous appointment had given him considerable enjoyment. Therefore, he proposed that they both take another walk together.

     "Ne, what is that?"

     Every object in sight struck Mukuro as strange and new, her eyes glowing with a curious glow every few steps she took while entering into a conversation with Shidou. On each occasion, the boy was kind enough to respond.

     Despite that, Shidou was far from scoring with her.

     Some time ago, after <Haniel> had become ineffective, Shidou did his best to convince Mukuro.

     Although he really loved her, he also considered them all equally important. Shidou tried to persuade her to return everyone to her former states.

     However, Mukuro made no effort to respond. Besides, it did not harbor malice. Precisely because of Shidou's love for Mukuro, other women were supposed to be unnecessary. In addition, Shidou could not air their complaints without undermining their words precisely because of the presence of other women. It is not in the least skeptical, retained such a system of values.

     It is true. Mukuro was pure of heart. However, this will of her was contrary to the aspirations of Shidou.

     "............"

     But Shidou could not give up hope simply because of that.

     In truth, the situation was not even optimistic. In fact, Shidou did not even have a single comrade, and the tool capable of breaking the status quo, <Haniel>, had been sealed by Mukuro.

     However, he only possessed a method to find a way out of this stagnation. Shidou silently touched his lips.

     --- Through a kiss could seal the power of a Spirit.

     Using this mysteriously extraordinary skill that only Shidou could handle secured the means to an end.

     Through opening her heart, making her fall in love and kiss her; Doing so would seal the power of Mukuro and later return the memories sealed by <Miguel> to their original state.

     Even so, this strategy was not free of defects.

     In the first place, Mukuro's level of happiness played an important role. He seemed to like Shidou very much; However, for someone who has been deprived of any support from Ratatoskr, Shidou had no way of determining if his level of happiness had crossed the threshold of being Sealable. If so, he would be unable to act carelessly at will. Mukuro owned <Miguel>.

     Assuming she discovered Shidou's intentions, even her ability to seal spiritual power could very well be, in turn, sealed as <Haniel>.

     The angel able to seal all the existences of creation against the ability capable of sealing the power of a Spirit. Shidou had no idea which side would triumph over the other. If the worst happened to him, Shidou would be out of possible moves. He could not take hasty measures.

     Further--

     "...... Mukuro. Why, you should ...... "

     The impetus behind Mukuro's irregular monopolization of Shidou, as well as why he had closed his own heart first, along with determination to remain in the lifeless void of space.

     Shidou believed that, in circumstances where those reasons remained undefined, even if their powers were successfully sealed, the source of the dilemma would not be resolved.

     "Hn?"

     The words about to come out of Shidou's mouth made Mukuro tilt his head a little.

     "Why, should you do something like that? ...... Tell me, I am, for you, 'intimate', right? What do you think that means? "

     "Muku said earlier. Such words are nailed without veils. ...... Well, if they are bound. "

     Mukuro stood, pressing his jaw against his fingers.

     "After the descent of Muku to the ground in the bosom of Nushi-sama, Muku came by an aberration of a vision. Within that weak vision refers to Muku Nushi-sama. "

     "A dream?"

     "Mn. ...... However, Nushi-sama did not take part in such a vision. It was painful in that. From an incipient young man abandoned in loneliness by the clinging, engaging with a family. "

     "Hey--"

     Mukuro's confused elaboration made Shidou's eyebrows wrinkle. It was to anticipate. After all, that dream was ...

     "Itsuka-kun!"

     In that brief moment, as if to stop Shidou's thought in the blink of an eye, a voice calling his name echoed from behind.

     "……Hey!?"

     Shidou opened his eyes in surprise, looking back in astonishment.

     There were a couple of reasons for his fear. The first was simple: since the day before, Shidou had not been run under his own name by anyone other than Mukuro. Each and every one of his acquaintances and friends had been deprived of their respective memories, with the perpetrator being none other than Mukuro. Therefore, it was no longer unorthodox for him not to be recognized by all.

     The alternative reason was that - the quality of the voice had sounded exceptionally familiar.

     "O-Origami !?"

     Turning her head back to catch a glimpse of the girl standing there, Shidou could not stop screaming. That's right. The person who had called the name of Shidou out of nowhere was his classmate, the Tobiichi Origami Spirit.

     However, Origami had settled for the behavior of everyone else during their meeting yesterday.

     What exactly had he done to escape the clutches of Michael's ability?

     "Uh, ah ..."

     In the midst of his grave reflection, Shidou noticed at the end.

     Origami had addressed him not as "Shidou", but as "Itsuka-kun".

     To begin with, the aura the girl before her eyes had been emitting was immeasurably softer than that of the usual Tobiichi Origami.

     "N-Do not tell me ... are you the Origami of 'this world'?"

     Shidou's eyes rounded like full moons as he said it.

     "Oh, um ... Long time no see - saying that would be a little weird. After all, I've often come face to face with Itsuka-kun. "

     Origami forced an ahaha laugh.

     In his sight, the totally unusual smile of Origami firmly convinced Shidou. "The girl now before her eyes was Origami at the same time, but neither was Origami.

     Shidou had borrowed the power of the time angel and traveled through time, thus rewriting the story.

     Within the body of Origami, there was both the Origami of the previous world and the Origami of the new world at the same time.

     In spite of that, instead of affirming that the two divided personalities were very well divided, it would be better to say that both individualities had been mixed in a new Origami ......

     However, it was very clear that this person was the Origami of the world after having been altered.

     However, another issue entered his mind today. Shidou questioned, restraining his urgent delirium.

     "Origami ...... You, you still remember me !?"

     "Of course. "Though the me on the surface seems to have his memories locked up. No, to be exact, those memories were taken from him, right? "

     "......!"

     Origami's words suppressed Shidou's breath.

     But this was pure luck. When Shidou had been isolated and unaided, a friend appeared in sight.

     This fact had become something like a heart stimulant towards the Shidou wrapped in apprehension.

     Of course - the current state of affairs would not change so easily.

     "...... Hueh?"

     Beside him, Mukuro looked at Origami's face with a look of disbelief.

     "You are ...... a leader of Shidou. A branch indeed, your memories must have been made quickly. "

     Mukuro sighed in disgust, stretching his right hand forward.

     "" Well, it does not matter. As long as the <Miguel> open latch remains unknown, however, a spare lock will do.

     Then, in the air, a brilliant key person manifested itself.

     "......! Mukuro! "

     Shidou could not help shouting at the top of his voice. His actions were to be expected. His newly made partner, being sealed again would be totally unacceptable.

     Nevertheless---

     "That will not do!"

     For some reason, Origami had shouted first, out of Shidou's expectations.

     "If an angel manifests here and now - it will be detected! For that person ......! "

     "Who?"

     "That person……?"

     Origami's statements made the heads of Mukuro and Shidou crooked. Then in the next split second.

     "" Huh. "

     Shidou's eardrums perceived a metallic sound that was transmitted from above.

     As if attracted and hypnotized by that noise, Shidou lifted his head up.

     Then she saw that what was standing on a street lamp was a girl with her hands folded.

     Her long, charming, wind-lashed hair was the color of the Delphic night. His crystalline, diamond-studded pair of twinkling eyes, which possessed a dreamy glow, looked quietly at Shidou. A black astral dress that resembled almost the darkness itself condensed into matter, writhing around her body. If it were now night, his appearance would unite seamlessly in the sky.

     "What--?"

     Looking back at the girl who seemed to exude magnificent rays like the Sun, Shidou was unable to avoid widening her eyes even more.

     "This girl had an impression of her.

     "I found you, wench. ……A? Together with other strange people. Towards the spirits - Hmph, the man of that time. Perfect, just burn in ashes together. "

     Exposing a solemn and severe expression as cold as ice, Tohka declared it in a sulky tone that echoed a death sentence.

     [1] No idea what this is, does anyone know?

     Chapter 9: Forgetting the Exterior

     The innumerable myriad mysteries continue to obscure the phenomenon known as Investment.

     Kotori had told Shidou when he found an inverse shape in the past for the first time.

     It was an attributed metamorphosis when the crystal Sephira of a Spirit is pushed on the edge of despair; An unparalleled event in which the added power of one Spirit collapsed to a negative number and transformed into energy of a different nature.

     Shidou only knew three spirits that such an occurrence had occurred to them.

     The first was Origami. The girl had sworn once during her childhood to seek revenge against the enemy of her parents. As a result of realizing that it had actually been a future version of itself that traveled in time, it had been reversed due to the overwhelming trauma.

     Another was Nia. After being immersed in DEM for an extended period, enduring unimaginably atrocious torture and interrogations, she had reversed herself after those memories were awakened by force.

     Then - there was one more.

     He was none other than the person standing before Shidou.

     - Toh ...... Ka.

     He called the name of that girl, who remained oblivious to the gravity of his gesture.

     He showed no sign of recognizing that name to be his.

     In August of last year, during the battle at the DEM Industries Japan branch, Shidou had suffered a life-threatening injury from the wizard Ellen Mathers.

     Though his life had finally been saved by the healing flames of Kotori, Tohka, having witnessed that horrible scene before his very eyes, had fallen into such deep-rooted anguish that his crystal Sephira had reversed.

     The one who appeared then was exactly the same person who now looked at them from the top of the street lamp: "Dark Tohka [1]".

     Despite having the same look and voice as Tohka - it was an existence that was not Tohka.

     An Inverse Spirit bragging the giant power of Demon King was currently there.

     - Why did Tohka have reversed ......?

     Although his course of thought derailed in a volatile and chaotic whirlwind, Shidou still reluctantly managed to squeeze that phrase.

     Being in her reverse form indicated that she had suffered a depressing experience similar to when she witnessed Shidou's murder. Exactly what had happened to him during the course of Shidou's absence--

     However, his reflection was interrupted then and there.

     The reason was very simple. As Tohka stood at the top of the lamppost, his left hand seemed to lift something as particles of coal light merged and converged on a sword.

     

     - Nahemah?

     Shidou stopped his breath. The Demon King <Nahemah>. As the counterpart of <Sandalphon>, it was a swordfish endowed with an unprecedented destructive power.

     If such a thing were to be wielded in this small town, who knows how massive collateral damage would be. Shidou uttered a cry of misery.

     - Stop, Tohka! If you do that here--

     - Shut up. Get out.

     Tohka deafened his ears to alien words, narrowing his eyes wistfully and moving << Nahemah

     >> toward them.

     A cut describable only as black light drew in the shape of a crescent moon as it quickly advanced closer to the direction of Shidou.

     - U-Uwha !?

     The sudden attack made Shidou shudder. However, at that time.

     --- <Unlock-Rātaibu>.

     Mukuro, who was next to Shidou, lifted <Michael> to debunk a gigantic door in the air that swallowed the cut approaching her and Shidou. The impact associated with the cut, which was not captured within the effective range of the door, cracked the ground and left a huge scar on paved pavement pavement.

     - Wah !?

     "W-What was that right now?"

     The sound of the abrupt eruption caused a clamor of astonishment among the pedestrians in the vicinity.

     But the current Tohka did not seem to pay attention to these peripheral people, simply casting a penetrating glance at Mukuro, who had nullified his previous attack.

     - You bitch. It is better that you have said your prayers after blocking that attack of mine.

     - Muku will speak, but like this. What is the purpose of your coming? The memories of you have been sealed by <Michael>, for which you must try to annoy Muku and Nushi-sama, Muku will not forgive another pardon for you.

     Mukuro looked not so happy. There was a small movement in Tohka's eyebrows.

     "Just as I intended, I'll make you regret not dying in that last attack."

     When he stated that, Tohka jumped off the lamppost and touched the surface of the floor, carefully holding <Nahemah> in his hand as he moved toward Shidou.

     Muu ......

     Mukuro should have also perceived the threat of the Inverted Spirit approaching.

     Simultaneously, giving an undisguised look, he lowered his center of gravity and materialized to

     <Michael> in his cane form.

     This was the so-called explosive situation. An annoying aura of urgency settled between the two, causing Shidou to step back unconsciously.

     - Ugh ......

     However, he could not leave them alone and unattended. If there were a large-scale duel between Tohka and Mukuro, the whole street would be devastated by the scorched earth.

     However, the hostile tension built between the pair of Spirits on the brink of war was rejecting any outside influence such as a brick wall. Although it was fundamentally dimensions apart from a barrier like the Territory of a Magician, when they were in the middle of the two, insignificant existences like humans would be effortlessly erased. That instinctive fear caused Shidou to stop.

     An ordinary person would be totally incapable of putting an end to the fierce confrontation between them, much less intervene.

     However, a direct approach to their conflict would not suffice either. Shidou set out to take the first step.

     However, just then, a hand was placed on his shoulder to prevent his advance.

     - It was Origami.

     - Itsuka-kun, leave me this for me. I have a plan.

     - Eh ...? P-But ...

     Even if Shidou wanted to say more, Origami's willpower seemed to be absolutely firm.

     - Please, wait a moment!

     - What's going on?

     - Are you going to get in my way?

     - Uhh ......!

     Looked at by Mukuro and Tohka, Origami's eyes begged as his shoulders trembled as if all his previous courage had been a pretense.

     However, it seemed to have regained its self-control at last, Origami spoke in a weak tone almost faltering.

     - S-About that; Please calm down and listen to me -Mukuro-chan.

     Hueh

     Origami's voice made Mukuro wrinkle his eyebrows in amazement. Signing her resolve, Origami looked into her eyes and continued.

     "M-Mukuro-chan, you love Itsuka-kun, right? That's why you can not forgive Tohka-san for taking Shidou.

     - Muu. Unfortunately, that's the summary. Besides, you're another.

     After it was over, Mukuro grabbed <Michael> with a sound, only to make Origami dissuade him from doing so.

     - That will not do! Itsuka-kun hates things like fighting! And-And I think there are other methods to win the heart of Itsuka-kun ......!

     - Hueh?

     Mukuro gave a stunned expression as he bowed slightly. Then it was Tohka's turn, already impatient, to restart his previously suspended steps.

     Origami held her breath, running towards Tohka.

     - T-Tohka-san, please, take it easy too! What is the reason for Tohka-san ......?

     - Tohka-- you mean me? ……Forget this. I do not know why or what. That man; That bastard made me go through a lot of misery. I will be damned if I can not avenge that absolute misfortune. You could not care less or the Key Spirit, but if you bother me again, I will not forgive you once more.

     These were pronouncements from the intense intention to kill that emanated from her, causing drops of sweat on the forehead of Origami. However, among those statements, there was a particularly disturbing point that made his mind scream out loud.

     - Because Itsuka-kun put you through misery ... Was that when she appeared at DEM

     headquarters ...?

     - I do not know the whereabouts. But the memory of that humiliation remains as clear as ever.

     - ...... Though I've only heard of it, I know it's in the past. In fact, you were defeated by Itsuka-kun at that time--

     Halfway through the Origami speech, Tohka raised <Nahemah>. The black jet-black body brushed against Origami's cheek, creating a slight wound on the surface Hi!

     - Watch your mouth. Who was, by whom, defeated?

     - L-sorry, my mistake ......! When Tohka-san and Itsuka-kun fought before, even if it was purely accidental and out of their hands, maybe some pretty nasty memories were left behind ...

     - ...... Hmph.

     Tohka looked rather disgruntled and snorted. Be that as it may, your behavior on this occasion could be considered as safe boundaries. Therefore, Origami put his mind at rest and resumed speaking.

     - If you wanted to remember the event, then did Itsuka-kun swing his sword at you then? Did you surrender to his power?

     - Stop joking. There is no way that this one ever happened.

     Tohka's behavior stiffened suddenly, alarmed by consternation. Origami then reached out to comfort Tohka and pronounced.

     "E-Exactly!" Exactly!

     - ……What did you say?

     - If we compare Itsuka-kun's real strength, it could never match Tohka-san! However, the result was not that ......! So, if you defeat Itsuka-kun here and now with all your power, will you really feel as if you had won ...... !? Moreover, if you do not solve it here, you may never have another chance to end your dishonor!

     (I.e.

     Origami's eloquent prayer caused Tohka to narrow his eyes and sink into deep thought.

     "For all this, how shall I be cleansed of the mortification of that man?"

     - It's ... through-feelings! Not by brute force, but by making him surrender his heart can be counted as a true victory!

     - ...... H-Hey, Origami.

     Origami looked like he was trying to devise a method to persuade the two, though it seemed that his course of thought gradually leaned toward an uncomfortable route. Shidou made a few sounds of uneasiness.

     However, Origami, being held between two spirits on the brink of battle, seemed to have failed to respond to Shidou's scruples. With sweat soaking in his face, he eagerly watched the couple's reactions.

     Mukuro and Tohka almost simultaneously bowed their heads while questioning Origami.

     - That is, why measures should this imperious perversity be worse and the sought-after love of Nushi-sama.

     - Answer to me. How can I make that man's heart give way?

     - Yes. There is a method to achieve your goal and decide the result.

     - Hueh?

     - Oh?

     The two responded with their interests chopped.

     Origami exaggeratedly raised a hand and pointed in the direction of Shidou.

     - Whoever reaps Itsuka-kun's lips wins ...... How does that sound?

     Having reached a dead end, Origami let that slip.

     - ............ Eh !?

     After a few seconds, Shidou suddenly screamed loudly.

     Of course, his cry was not the end. Tohka shot his amazing line of sight back into Origami.

     - What is that supposed to mean? Are you kidding?

     - P-Of course not ...... Or could you be afraid? As a Spirit, hh-hyaa!?

     Halfway through, Origami's words distorted uncontrollably.

     The reason was simple. Tohka had balanced <Nahemah>, rubbing it with the width of a hair beyond the tip of the nose of Origami.

     - Think very carefully if some words should be said.

     Okay.

     Origami replied as her legs trembled and hesitated.

     However, after repudiating <Nahemah>, for some reason, Tohka buried his chin in his palm as if deliberating in silence.

     - Hmph. "But when I got here, that man did the same to me, too." "Actually, I was accepted.

     ...... An opportunity for retaliation could also be a delight.

     - ... Eh?

     Mukuro could not help reducing his pupils in two tiny points by Tohka's words, pouting with resentment later.

     - Wait. Where does your rule come from? The lips of Nushi-sama ... you say? How can that be lawful for the outcome?

     - It's okay. Precisely, Tohka-san's goal is to make Itsuka-kun's heart subdue. Since the link between Mukuro-chan and Itsuka-kun is very strong, there would be no problem ...... Or could it be that you do not have the confidence to win? That Itsuka-kun prefers Tohka-san instead of Mukuro-chan?

     - Hueh?

     Mukuro directed the front tip of <Michael> into Origami's abdomen ... and impaled him, causing Origami to scream.

     - W-What is this !? Even though it does not hurt, what in the world is this !!

     - Squeeze your mouth or Muku will do this ...... Acquiring the lips of Nushi-sama first of all ......

     Hueh, maybe it is a true stratagem to make clear the true distinction to this slut.

     Mukuro removed the key from Origami's stomach as he murmured.

     - H-Hah !?

     The pair came to unscheduled conclusions, forcing a shadow of absolute disbelief on Shidou's face. I would never have thought that the two would be totally deceived and persuaded by the flourishing and flattering rhetoric of Origami.

     Shidou pointed with an impotent look like saying "What should I do ......?" To Origami. She then gave a thumbs up and articulated, "Is not it great, Itsuka-kun?" Then, she searched with her own lips, pounding at his chest like some gesture.

     - What ... ugh, ah ...

     Only then Shidou recognized what Origami had been hinting at.

     Exactly. She had not been indicating the deception of the self-injury or the hope that Shidou would become a sacrifice pawn.

     With the kiss of Shidou - in other words, through sealing the spiritual power of Mukuro or awakening the original Tohka - the status quo could be contravened. Shidou was amazed at the sudden proposal, however, this sure-fire method--

     But.

     - ¡! !?

     In a fraction of a second, Shidou's contemplation was abruptly cut off.

     It had been a little too late when his brain finally understood the circumstances. A scene he had witnessed before happened again. Tohka had stepped on the floor with his foot. A shadow had appeared before his eyes, and then - the vast sky could be seen.

     It is right. Tohka had immediately closed the distance between Shidou and her, grabbing him and dragging him down unreservedly.

     - Hey! Ah !? Wait-

     - Shut up. It will be over soon.

     After the hysteric struck by Shidou's panic, Tohka spoke an overly imperturbable line as he exerted his strength to lift it.

     Then he looked at Shidou with a somber gesture, his lips moving closer and closer to his. Being mugged like this; Shidou could only let him do what he wanted.

     However, the lips of Shidou and Tohka could not kiss.

     A second before the couple's lips had touched; Tohka's head had been pushed by the tip of a huge key.

     - Rejected!

     Mukuro looked at Tohka with a piercing suspicion.

     - Hem.

     Tohka straightened his stance, dodged the threat, and cast a look into Mukuro's eyes. Then he clung to Shidou's neck with one hand, knocking down Nahemah with the other.

     A shade without sun arose from <Nahemah>, deeply cupping the earth. However, Mukuro evaded that attack with a twist of his body with minimal effort, lifting <Michael> against Tohka once more.

     <Nahemah> was able to tear an Astral Dress with a single blow, while <Michael> could seal the power of his opponent with the slightest touch. A Demon King and Angel, each with its own annihilating force, collided at an undecipherable speed with the naked eye.

     Undoubtedly, all this happened just in front of Shidou, whose neck was still being caught by Tohka.

     - H-Hyaaaaa !?

     A few millimeters away in front of the tip of Shidou's nose, the sword and the key wrapped in the power of the spirit flew between them in succession.

     Since Tohka's left hand had tightly locked his neck in place, Shidou was unable to move a muscle, even if he had wanted to. Rather - if he got as far as twisting his arm, perhaps there would be a huge hole in the top of his head.

     - ----!

     - Huh--

     In addition, in the midst of a tempest of sword and cane, Tohka and Mukuro remained inflexible towards the target of the lips of Shidou. Inevitably, Shidou's body and neck were at their breaking point, moving back and forth like the motion of a nunchakus from an action movie star. The powerful G force gradually brought him out of his consciousness.

     - Wait ... stop! Stop, you two!

     Before Shidou fainted, Origami's voice echoed once more.

     - C-As I said, not that way! Since your goal is a kiss, it's different from brute force!

     Muu?

     - Hueh?

     Origami's statement caused Tohka and Mukuro to frown in bewilderment. Thus, the stagnation of the offense and the defense between them stopped when Shidou's body fell to the ground with a thud.

     - Guh!

     A painful moan came from his throat. Origami showed genuine concern for the boy, while the other two voiced intentional and weak voices.

     However, as indifferent to the fact that he had just clung to Shidou's neck, Tohka turned his vision to Origami.

     - So, what should be done?

     Tohka asked Origami, staring at her.

     Hmm

     Mukuro seemed tormented by that too. She exhibited a sharper look than the one that Tohka aimed right at Origami's direction.

     Under the attentive scrutiny of the two spirits, Origami appeared to remove his head and order his prayers, albeit tortuously, while beads of sweat appeared on his face.

     -Hey? Uh, for ...... for example ......

     ● ●

     - After an hour had elapsed.

     - I'll feed you. Open the mouth. Or I'll punch a hole in your face.

     - You do not need to pick up the words of this vexatious wench, Nushi-sama. Understanding its behavior, it adheres to a malformed pate. And most important, come, come here next to Muku.

     - What, bitch!

     - On what bases?

     - ……About it.

     An overwhelming pressure, unlike before, had struck from both sides again.

     The place was a cafe away from the main street where the couple had caused quite a fortuitous discussion. That was to be expected. Having created a disturbance of such a degree, there was no way that there was a place that would be near; In which they could drink the tea.

     No - describing it as "quiet" would be misleading. After all, Shidou was being caught in a pincer movement between Tohka on his left and Mukuro on his right, the two were trying to stick a strawberry in his mouth with forks.

     Tohka had been persuaded, albeit with great effort, to change her Astral Dress by ordinary clothes for the moment. That said, the overwhelming movement of arms emanating from her had shown no signs of decline.

     On the other hand ...... how to put it. The cafeteria where Origami had taken them felt somewhat different from an ordinary cafeteria.

     - Welcome back, Goshujin-sama [2] ~!

     - Have a safe trip, Goshujin-sama ~!

     There was the lovely staff of the store with pleated aprons, welcoming the guests inside or seeing them.

     Yes, this was where the girls served the customers as attendees: the reputed cafeteria. ......

     Shidou had walked passively into this small restaurant in the past due to particular circumstances, so he was very aware of the business model here.

     - ...... Ne, Origami. Why did we come to this type of store?

     - ...... L-Sorry I thought I would not draw much attention here ...

     As Shidou asked in a low voice, Origami, who was sitting in a seat in front of his, responded by apologizing.

     Exactly. Origami was the one that had selected their current position ...... Or it could be expressed that the cause that had brought them to their situation was Origami.

     The reason was simple. She, previously coerced by Tohka and Mukuro, had said it in her disorder:

     [A kiss should come from getting intimate on a date, right ......]

     [As I said, tell me specifically about the details of the method. ]

     [Y-I do not know either ...... Um, how about feeding him and such ......?]

     [Hah. So be it. Muku should try.]

     Just like this, Shidou was being overwhelmed by two spirits who possessed calamitous powers, waiting for their incessant advance to a metronome rhythm.

     But for some reason ...... perhaps it would be better to say that the two had not given up their mourning yet, apparently not having understood the words of Origami either.

     In addition, Shidou was still unable to comprehend it. While his mouth was forced by forks on both sides at the same time, Shidou asked Origami, which seemed slightly different compared to usual.

     - ...... Ne, Origami. Why did Tohka reverse ......? And you too……

     - Uh ...... My situation is that, because Mukuro-chan blocked my memories, only the section that can link memories is left - the self, which almost never comes out in normal circumstances has manifested. As a result……

     Origami verbalized as he looked in the direction of Tohka with his heart in his mouth.

     - Tohka-san's condition is that I believe ... because his memory frequency is sealed and subconsciously accumulating the feeling of losing Itsuka-kun. I can not think of another way that Tohka-san could have fallen into despair, eh?

     "Really.

     What could have made Tohka fall into despair. "It seemed like nothing had happened to Kotori and the others. Although not even the exhaustive hold of the state of things would placate his mind, Shidou let out a sigh of relief.

     However, possibly concerned about the state of Shidou, Tohka to his left abruptly snatched his head impatiently.

     - What nonsense have you been saying for a moment? Just look at me.

     - Guh-hya!

     Shidou's neck was forced to turn, his throat emitting an anguished lament.

     But Tohka did not care about him at all, as if it were a natural matter, to see Shidou's lips to which she held out her fork with a strawberry stuck in it.

     However, in the next instant, a small "door" opened just in front of his mouth, wrapping the entire Tohka fork.

     - What……!?

     - Ahh--

     Then such a tone could be heard from Mukuro. Shidou rolled his eyes at her, and the fork extended through a door in front of Mukuro, who ate the strawberry in one bite.

     It seemed that just as the strawberry Tohka was about to seep into Shidou's mouth, Mukuro had opened another miniature door, causing the fork to move toward his mouth instead.

     Chewing the fruit and swallowing it, Mukuro made a bold smile towards Tohka.

     - What's up? You could have induced them to be Nushi-sama's food, even if it was Muku's. Why is your grail Muku's lip?

     (I.e.

     Tohka wrinkled his eyebrows tersely, and the next moment, he tossed his fork at an unstoppable speed.

     While a sharp "ping" sound rang, the strawberry Mukuro had held, along with the front tip of his own fork, was sent flying.

     - Hn?

     Mukuro, lagging behind a beat, turned his head as Tohka opened his mouth, pressing closer to the parabolic path traced by the falling strawberry.

     After chewing the red fruit, Tohka spit the front end of the fork into the ground. The stainless steel cutlery piece landed with a clang.

     - I could say the same about you. The fishing of that wafer fruit before me without even the slightest precaution and more, offering it to me does not make any difference.

     - What do you say……?

     Mukuro cast a disdainful look at Tohka.

     Just when the circumstances had deteriorated to such an extent ...

     - Ahh! That will not do, Ojou-samas.

     As if sensing the tumult that was constantly spreading in the corner seats, a maiden had appeared at the scene to handle the complications at Shidou's table.

     - ...... What do you want, miserable?

     - ...... Hueh, what an excess of silly dresses.

     The two Spirits put on nonchalant expressions as they watched the maid. There was a moment of contraction in the eyebrows for a fraction of a second, but precisely since she was a pro, the maid's behavior quickly returned to her smiling campaigning face, lingering with her lovable appearance.

     "If you're still so rude, it's no wonder Goshujin-sama has six and sevens." Why do not you try to feed him more deliciously?

     "What advice do you give Muku?"

     In Mukuro's question, Maid-san's radiant smile intensified.

     "If you wanted Goshujin-sama to eat cake, let me let you in on a secret spell." Put your hands together in heart shape and--

     - ...... Like this?

     - Hueh.

     In the course of learning, Mukuro and Tohka framed their hands in a heart. Origami, which had been glimpsed by the maid, also imitated the example.

     - Okay, are you ready ...? Repeat after me. Be delicious, Moe Moe Kyun.

     Be delicious.

     - Moe Moe Kyun.

     Tohka remained impassive, whereas Mukuro seemed a little baffled when imitating the gestures and the speech of Maid-san. ... .. In fullness, gave an impression of surrealism.

     - Good! It's done! Now, Goshujin-sama would really want to eat cake, right?

     - Huh? And me?

     - Really - wants - to eat - the - cake - right?

     As that phrase was thrown out of nowhere, Shidou was at the end of his wits as the Maid-san confirmed it as it skirted near his face.

     Even though she was carrying her business model smile, how did Shidou react? He was oozing a kind of intimidating pressure that said, "Do not make another fuss. These are surely your women. Be sure to keep a strap on them. "

     - ...... Of course! I absolutely adore the most cakes!

     - Very good! You won a golden star!

     With a soft chuckle, Maid-san withdrew from the table.

     --I see. Just listen to it.

     Tohka followed the maid's figure with her eyes, moaning with her nose. Then he picked up one of the dishes from the table with the remaining cake and placed it on the floor.

     (I.e. There is something wrong?

     Unable to make sense of Tohka's behavior, Shidou expressed it with perplexity.

     Then he clasped his hands together in the shape of a heart, pointing at the plate on the floor.

     Be delicious. Moe moe kyun!

     After throwing the spell on the cake, Tohka grabbed Shidou's shirt and pulled hard.

     W-Wah!

     His fierce wrist strength threw Shidou to the ground, putting him in a position crawling with both hands on the ground.

     - Alright then.

     Tohka nodded with satisfaction, releasing Shidou's shirt.

     Then he rose from his chair and sat on Shidou's back. The soft tactile impression, the moderate weight and, more importantly, the posture, engendered an ineffable tingling in Shidou, reddening his cheeks.

     - Wait……!? What are you doing, Tohka?

     - This spell will make you want to eat that. A cure like you can only crawl and shovel what's on the plate.

     - No, t-you ...

     "Have I allowed you to speak with that mouth of yours?"

     - Ah!

     Tohka slapped Shidou's ass. The sharp pain made him utter a loud cry.

     - Now, eat like the dog you are.

     As he commanded, Tohka pressed Shidou's head.

     As if agreeing with her, Mukuro rose from his chair to the right of Shidou and crouched down in front of his face.

     - What a damn girl! Nushi-sama, allow Muku to serve you.

     Having said this, Mukuro took a new fork, gave him a piece of cake in his mouth, and just then pinched Shidou's cheeks with his hands, sticking his lips over hers.

     - H-Hey, Mukuro ?!

     Realizing what he was trying to do, Shidou could only let out his voice.

     However, the next instant, Shidou's head was abruptly pulled upward, which led Mukuro's lips to deviate from the course and to contact the edge of his lower jaw.

     Shidou was not the one who had turned his head away, but Tohka, who had sensed Mukuro's ulterior motive and pulled Shidou's hair.

     - What are you doing? Do not be annoying.

     - …Give me a break. You were planning to kiss him, were not you?

     - Hueh? Like now? Muku is feeding Nushi-sama.

     - Very good. Since you have not complied with the agreement, it will be easier to handle. Killing him and having this man surrender will also serve.

     - Your? Kill Muku? Nothing but wandering nonsense. It seems that you have enough skill to play as a jester.

     - You bitch!

     The murderous glances of Tohka and Mukuro connected, and the invisible sparks lighted vigorously in mid-air.

     - Ojou-samas, for your information, this is a service cafeteria! Why are you sitting in Goshujin-sama?

     Having heard some commotion, the Maid-san before them came again.

     - What's up, you bastard? Do you want to be shot down too?

     - Tohka ...... !?

     Shidou and Origami apologized several times with their heads bowed as they quickly dragged Tohka and Mukuro from the cafeteria.

     ● ●

     - Are the coordinates of Tohka and Origami unknown?

     Fifteen thousand meters above the town of Tenguu, the Fraxinus ship floated in the sky while Kotori, seated in the captain's seat, interrogated the crew members.

     - Yes ...... You can not see anything east of the city of Tenguu.

     - Because I did not bring my mobile phone, I can not use the GPS to locate them ......

     The staff at the bottom of the bridge responded while operating their respective consoles.

     Kotori could only grit his teeth.

     - Kuh ......!

     Since Tohka and Origami had disappeared from Itsuka's residence, it had been about two hours.

     Within that period of time, despite a meticulous search that has been carried out, the whereabouts of the two have yet to be identified.

     - What could have happened to those two ......!

     Kotori recited in a low tone.

     Of course, for Kotori, if the two had just left for the moment, such an exaggerated recognition would not have been necessary. However, Kotori's consternation was not without reason. The logical basis.

     First, there had been a change in Origami's behavior.

     At that moment, his character seemed to undergo a tremendous reorientation, which caused some knots of disbelief between Kotori and the other Spirits.

     ... Recalling exhaustively, Kotori should have known this Origami.

     Exactly, that was the personality of the Origami that belonged to this world, the world after the alteration. Although the cause remains unknown, the personality that had merged with that of the previous world had suddenly manifested itself.

     - Ch ......!

     As he watched, Kotori felt a sharp pain in his head, quickly using his palm to suppress his side.

     The change in the world, even if it was a matter of serious gravity, that perpetrated it exactly and why, Kotori believed that the case was a literal fact without hesitation in the slightest was not defined in his mind.

     - Is this all related to that guy?

     Kotori lifted his head with a contorted face, murmuring.

     The name Origami mentioned, Itsuka Shidou, had the same name as Kotori's own name.

     At that moment, only Origami had known the identity of the boy who had appeared before the world.

     Next to Mukuro, a Spirit who supposedly lived in the cosmos, while wielding an angel in the form of a key.

     Neither Kotori nor everyone had any recognition of that person or Mukuro, none could be remembered. The Fraxinus staff also had no idea, and when they asked Artificial Intelligence MARIA, she simply replied, "Data not found."

     However, in those circumstances, only Tohka had pressed her head with a wince of pain - like Origami, she had shown unprecedented behavior, slowly raising her skull.

     Then, Tohka scanned his environment and pointed his line of vision to Origami, asking where they were, then materializing a black sword and leaving once it destroyed Itsuka's house.

     Exactly. She had reversed herself.

     Although the cause was unknown at this time, the crystal Sephira of Tohka had undergone a transformation in its cardinal nature.

     Due to the phenomenon that occurred in a situation in which no warning had been issued, the Inverse Spirit had been allowed to roam freely outside. However, what this implied was precisely nothing more than space science; Kotori was more concerned that Origami and Tohka were back to normal. On the other hand, the key to unraveling this issue was perhaps in the hands of the name Origami had mentioned--

     - ......! Commander!

     Kotori's train of thought stopped abruptly when his voice from the crewman <Nail Knocker> Shiizaki echoed from the lower bridge.

     - Their activity has been detected!

     - For real? Can you provide a visual !?

     - Affirmative! Currently instructing the autonomous chambers once ......

     Before Shiizaki could even finish speaking, the pixels on the monitor's main screen had already focused on a discernible image.

     It seemed to represent a service cafe located within the city. In one corner of the tent, the silhouettes of Tohka and Origami, which had disappeared from Itsuka's residence, could undoubtedly be confirmed.

     No - to be exact.

     - That guy is ...... and that girl is ......

     Kotori frowned. Apart from the two, the guy who had met the previous day was present along with the figure of a girl never seen before.

     Other than that, the loudspeakers inside the bridge immediately sounded an alarm afterwards.

     - What ... what is this time !?

     As if it intended to respond to Kotori, the string 'MARIA' was emitted on the auxiliary monitor.

     - ... The spiritual waves were identified. Tohka inherently emits such waves, while abnormally exorbitant waves have been observed in the female at his side.

     - What did you say……?

     A look of wonder appeared on Kotori's face as he watched the girl on the screen. She was a delicate girl, with blond hair and golden eyes. Unconscious of why, when Kotori looked at his physique-his particular breast region-he was enveloped by a sensation similar to remembering

     some mortifying shame that occurred in the distant past ... possibly a chance encounter of another life.

     Even so, now was not the time to think about such matters. Since the spiritual waves have been perceived from it, then so be it.

     - A spirit? Could it be the Mukuro that Origami was talking about?

     - Such a hypothesis is appropriate. In addition, the fluctuations of the Spirit of a tiny wavelength have also been distinguished emanating from that boy.

     - Huh ...... !?

     The monotonous ones of Maria caused a gasp of Kotori.

     - Wait right there. That guy is a spirit too !?

     - I am unable to confirm, it seems that there are slight deviations from the standard Spiritual wavelengths coming from a normal spirit.

     He explained inexplicably, but meaningfully, MARIA.

     - What the hell happened?

     While Kotori's face was tinged with apprehension, he saw the screen again.

     On the monitor was a young male - Shidou, who crawls on the floor while Tohka sat on him and I feel fed up mouth to mouth at the same time by an unknown girl - Mukuro.

     - ...... Seriously, what the hell ......

     Kotori murmured in a choked voice as he put his hand on his forehead.

     At this time, a sinister environment was brewing between Tohka and Mukuro, on the brink of eruption.

     Then, Origami tenaciously interposed between them as Shidou tried to convince the two with all their strength. Subsequently, they left the cafeteria and headed for a different place.

     - A- Although we have not yet realized their motives, we can not leave them in peace. Simply put, keep a close eye on them! Set the alert level to the highest possible! Get ready to move at any time!

     - It is understood!!

     All the staff shouted in unison.

     ● ●

     - ............... Hn.

     In the street, Mukuro gave a low sigh.

     "For a moment, in his mind, he had kept the sensation like a pincushion pinning stirring pegs over and over again.

     But that was a matter of routine. Ultimately, two girls whose memories should have been sealed by Mukuro in order to be alone with Shidou had appeared.

     What could be the root of all this? The power <Miguel> was absolute. Tohka and Origami should not even be able to remember Shidou.

     However, in reality, Tohka and Origami had appeared before Mukuro, frustrating their meeting with Shidou. He did not blame her for the development of unbearable gloom.

     After leaving the coffee shop, Mukuro and the others had strolled for a period of time under the guidance of Origami in the direction of their next appointment site.

     Whether it's movies, electronic games, or department stores ...... regardless of where, Tohka continued to intervene in Mukuro's repetitive efforts to steal a kiss from Shidou's lips. Both sides were locked in a deadlock.

     If there was something exasperating, it would be the fact that she was unable to delight in the briefest amounts of time alone with Shidou.

     And because of the presence of Tohka and Origami, Mukuro's time with Shidou was being cut off little by little, which is an important part of his mental tension.

     Shidou belonged only to Mukuro. He only loved Mukuro. Only Mukuro could love him. These two strangers had set their feet and rebelled in their territory. It was truly unforgivable.

     Mukuro had no intention of being detested by Tohka and Origami, and therefore acted that way.

     Due to the existence of the two, more and more of Shidou of their time together and was being wasted.

     Shidou had associated with, responded to, and smiled at people who are not Mukuro.

     The voice, words and expressions are supposed to be only for Mukuro. However, he had been snatched by others.

     At this point, Mukuro felt a strong impulse to scrape his own skin.

     - ...... What happened ...

     Whispering in an inaudible weak voice to everyone, he crossed the tips of his thumbs.

     In the first case, Mukuro must have immediately inserted his brains with <Miguel> and locked his memories.

     However, Origami pleaded not guilty and Tohka was constantly on the lookout for Mukuro.

     Things would not go so well. In addition, the reason why both could be exempted from

     <Miguel> ability remained in doubt. As a consequence, even if it were to seal their memories for the second time, there was no guarantee that they would remain in such a state, and would not meddle in their opinion once again.

     Perhaps, similar to what Shidou did in outer space, another angel prevailed that could replicate the powers of <Michael>. If this were the case, the fact that they were able to remember Shidou would be explicable and within the limits of probability.

     However, for the same reason, the appearance in which the memories of the other girls remained sealed became dubious. No, there was a possibility that everyone had already recovered their memories and conspired on a diagram to take Shidou away from Mukuro ......

     "Er-Erm, our next destination is here.

     In the midst of Mukuro's thought process, Origami, who led the group, had halted his steps and articulated it that way.

     It seemed that they had reached the next battlefield for Tohka and Mukuro's fight for Shidou.

     Mukuro, a handful of nerves, frowned and turned his gaze in the direction Origami was pointing.

     - ...... Hm.

     Mukuro could not help but hold his breath.

     Thump. Her heart raced hard, and her breathing began to grow erratic.

     Why did he turn this way? Even Mukuro himself did not know. However, the moment when this object that rose in the air entered its sight imminently, a peculiar palpitation assaulted her.

     There it was - a monumental building with the exterior of a skyscraper peak.

     - ...... Well, this looks like a suitable place for a date.

     Having time out of the cafe, Shidou remarked as he looked in the direction indicated by Origami.

     Before the group was a steeple rising high in the clouds - predominantly known as the Tenguu Tower. It was a ubiquitous radio tower that was rebuilt after the great Space Earthquake in the South Kanto region three years earlier.

     There was an observation tower inside, while the periphery of the structure consists of a variety of business facilities. This site was commonly regarded as a tourist attraction, and many couples as families often visited the lively place.

     - ...... Speaking of that; Now that I think about it, the Tenguu Tower has really gone through a lot of things.

     - One, was completely destroyed in the great Space Earthquake three years ago ...... A lot of new centers were built later.

     Origami said in acknowledgment.

     Tohka, who had been crossing his hands, has since tapped the railing while shifting his vision.

     - In that case, what about this tower?

     - Ah ...... about that, lovers who kiss at the top of the watch tower are blessed with good luck, or rather, it is said to be blessed according to an urban legend ...... Well paired with the Contest, do not you think?

     - Fool.

     Almost as if he spat the word, Tohka sighed and looked up at the tower.

     "Whatever, the hell with him, whenever he can crush the heart of this man, the place does not matter. Choose a place where I can worship while you're at it.

     ...... It looked like it was quite off point again. Shidou and Origami shared a look, each of their faces dripping with sweat.

     At that moment, Tohka strode forward on her own. Letting her wander alone in this condition would prove to be very precarious; As a result, Shidou and Origami rushed to stand next to her.

     - Hm ......?

     Shidou turned.

     The cause was obvious. Mukuro, who had been walking along with Shidou so far, had come to a standstill.

     - Mukuro? What's up?

     - ............... ..Nay.

     - Huh?

     Mukuro's voice was husky, decrepit, making Shidou bow his head.

     - ……Do not. I will not go. From here ...... I will not go.

     - Mukuro ......?

     Shidou could not help wincing in his extravagant air.

     So far - Mukuro, who had never hesitated since the appearance of Origami and Tohka, was now showing signs of obvious discontinuity. No, not only that, but also, perhaps, foreboding.

     "H-Hey, are you okay, Mukuro?"

     Worried, Shidou looked closely at his face. Realizing the circumstances, Tohka and Origami also stopped their steps and approached them.

     - Now what.

     - M-Mukuro-chan?

     Shidou placed his hand on Mukuro's shoulder delicately shaking, and looked at Origami and Tohka.

     - Although I do not know what exactly is happening, it seems that Mukuro does not like this place. Should we go somewhere else?

     - For real? So, let's find another-

     - In other words, she admits defeat.

     Tohka's icy tone punctuated Origami's words. Shidou's hand on Mukuro's shoulder shrank slightly.

     - I'm indifferent. This confrontation with you is more than a complement. You can just sit there and see me humiliate that guy.

     - ...... Ugh, keep your jokes ...... to yourself.

     Mukuro focused his field of vision, staring at Tohka. Then she walked slowly forward with slow steps.

     "H-Hey, Mukuro, you do not have to make an effort, you know?

     - ……Do not worry. Muku will never be granted Nushi-sama to the girl.

     Despite his pale, cadaverous complexion, Mukuro held his ground and insisted.

     Faces of discomfort began to betray Shidou and Origami, while giving a quick glance, but to dissuade Mukuro was already beyond the question. Together, they then hurried to keep up with Tohka.

     After buying entry tickets at the base of the premises, they ascended to the surveillance post using the elevator.

     Throughout this period, Mukuro's expression had taken no turn for the better.

     Shortly thereafter, the elevator stopped as it reached its stop. Upon landing, Shidou pulled Mukuro, whose feet were still loaded with clumsiness.

     The observation tower was built in such a way that it comfortably circled the elevator in the center and was surrounded by glass windows. Inside were shops with local specialties in shop windows, a modest cafeteria, and even simplistic shrines where people could give offerings to the deities of love.

     Despite being called a watchtower, this was no more than a place for sightseeing.

     - Hehe.

     Tohka commented quietly as he walked to the window that reflects the cityscape. Origami ran to his side in a blast.

     On the other hand, Mukuro's condition seemed to deteriorate.

     - Mukuro, are you okay?

     - ...... Hn, Muku is unharmed.

     With a considerable inclination, Mukuro straightened his stance and began to walk painfully forward. However, no matter how he was seen, it was palpably an empty spectacle of its dwindling strength.

     - Um, Mukuro, what really bothers you? Are you afraid of heights?

     Shidou questioned anxiously. For a Spirit who had moved through the cosmos, having acrophobia would be very unlikely. Although Shidou considered it so, the Mukuro at that time had basically sealed his own heart. The actual Mukuro could very well fear a completely different thing altogether.

     However, she slowly swayed her head from side to side.

     -……Do not. Just ...... for nothing, Muku would simply look here.

     - You hate this ... huh. Mukuro, could it be that you came here before?

     - Hm .......

     When Shidou asked, Mukuro's shoulders trembled.

     - It's blurry. Muku does not know.

     - Is it like this ......?

     In that instant.

     --I see. This feels deliciously different compared to flying in the sky. Hmph.

     Tohka, who had been leaning against a glass panel, reversed her bearing and proceeded toward the others.

     - Well, then, let the crash begin once more. We will see which of the two manages to steal the lips of this man first.

     "S-About that, Tohka-san. I hope you are aware, as I said before ......

     - I know. Cheating and earning it will do.

     - You do not understand at all !?

     - It's a joke. - All right, get ready, Spirit key. I'll make that calm face of you in pieces.

     Tohka stated without discouragement, both of his hands moving to the previously learned heart-shaped gesture ...... How to put it, he seemed to have confused this pose of victory with some killer movement.

     Mukuro, who was in an almost limp state, stepped forward as if in opposition.

     - ...... Refuse yourself. You will realize that there is no room for maneuver in order to entrench you between Muku and Nushi-sama-- ...... Guh.

     Suddenly, Mukuro was struck by dizziness and a vomit reflex at high speed, forcing the girl to suppress her stomach and mouth, putting her posture in a curve.

     - M-Mukuro !? "

     - Mukuro-chan !? "

     In the thick of the tonality and the cry of surrounding visitors, Shidou and Origami ran towards her.

     ● ●

     "Are you all right, Mukuro-chan?"

     - ...... Hueh.

     Inside the women's room, Origami stroked Mukuro's back as she responded.

     The head still staggered as it gnawed, its body, which had been distressed as if a wrecking ball had smashed into its belly a moment ago, began its ascent from the bottom of the rock when the inclination to vomit was mitigated. Mukuro erected his posture in an attempt to modulate his breathing by inhaling voluminous swallows of air.

     ...... The origin of why she was in such a repudiation of reparation and the disgust of this probable location dwelt in the forgotten lapses of her memory.

     Although the hypothesis of the area being under some form of preternatural enchantment or the influence of some particular material could be postulated, an assumption of that caliber should have an impact on other people. Because only Mukuro was affected ......

     (-Mukuro, is it possible that you had been here before?)

     Then, Shidou's fleeting suggestion came through Mukuro's mind.

     Maybe her own memories had been sealed to themselves, which made her unable to remember past events, and indeed she had once come to this place before. And in turn, a rather unpleasant incident could have happened here.

     Unsurprisingly, the ability of <Michael> was infallible. However, when the padlock to Mukuro's heart had been unlocked by Shidou, perhaps a lesser slip had fallen on her account, thus creating the unanticipated possibility of chemistry between her memory and the present.

     Provided with that, then unlocking your memories through <Michael> would instantly shed light on your present enigma along with the solution to-

     (I.e.

     However, as he reached out to summon his angel, Mukuro firmly restrained his breath.

     For some reason, a resolution with dissident hardness strangled his whole body.

     If it opened up, the scandalous lack of certainty that his heart might fall apart into depravity, it bothered Mukuro with no visible end. This important prediction was transformed into a perception of an absolute taboo, freezing his hand in its place.

     Mukuro-chan?

     Stunned by Mukuro's condition, Origami asked nervously. Mukuro breathed again before answering.

     - …… What's up?

     - U-Um, are you okay?

     - Really ...... Do we make progress towards there Nushi-sama?

     - Ah, a ......

     Mukuro's rhythm resembled the sick, dilapidated and slow. Origami followed with persistent concern.

     (I.e.

     At the notion of that gentle caress, Mukuro stopped abruptly.

     - ...... You're smart Origami, huh?

     - Um, yeah.

     - When time dictates that your memories be sealed, Muku will show you mercy of spare that twilight girl.

     - Huh?

     Mukuro's verses extorted a whimsical cry from Origami.

     - U-Uh, should I be ...... thanking you for that?

     Hmm

     Mukuro hummed slightly and turned to leave the lavatory.

     - What's wrong with Mukuro?

     At the observation post of the Tenguu Tower, Shidou thought aloud with a face full of convulsions.

     That was, but of course. Mukuro, having been born a phlegmatic disposition just until a few moments ago, had collapsed just after entering the Tenguu Tower and was affected by the echoes of a surreptitious trauma.

     Of course she was an evil spirit who had locked in the memories of everyone else, the fact that she was still a person who needed protection remained unchanged. Shidou was anguished to extremes.

     Y-

     (I.e.

     Shidou's eyes darted to the side, only to meet Tohka, arms crossed and unhappy.

     - What is your fucking problem?

     Tohka gave him a menacing look. Shidou's body shrank.

     - ......! N-nothing ...

     It is true. Since Origami had accompanied Mukuro to the bathroom, such a situation was bound to happen. To be honest, the tense atmosphere had been overflowing ever since.

     Perhaps tentatively for the sake of a fair fight, Tohka had been waiting patiently. However, if she were to blow a fuse and take it at her heels, there would be no restriction. To feel such uneasiness was nothing short of inevitable.

     (I.e.

     Be that as it may, with just a careful second thought, being able to converse face-to-face with an inverted Spirit was already exaggerated. Shidou up to the present met with three inverse

     spirits including Tohka. Because they can very well attack indiscriminately without rhyme or reason, if the truth is told, Shidou himself had little or no experience in talking to them.

     - Hears.

     In the middle of Shidou's reflection, Tohka suddenly spoke.

     "Wh-What's wrong?"

     - Ever since - I've been wondering, ever since. The Tohka that keeps coming out of that mouth of yours is supposed to be my name?

     Tohka looked at him with an impersonal look.

     Eyes widening, mouth open and head wiggling was the only feedback that Shidou could gather-instead of the content of his consultation, the fact that Tohka would be the one to start a conversation with him, surprised even more to Shidou.

     - Ah ... that's true.

     "Was I ... no, the me on this side who came up with that?"

     - Not really ... it was me.

     (I.e.

     Shidou answered honestly, whereafter Tohka lifted his foot and trampled on his.

     - Uwah! Q-What are you doing all of a sudden ......?

     - He moved by himself.

     Oh ......

     Shidou raised his head miserably.

     - ...... Do you have another name?

     - No, so despite my reluctance, do not hesitate to call me using the name of Tohka. "

     - I see. - Then Tohka.

     His foot fell again on hers in the same murmur of that name.

     - Now what ...

     - He moved on his own.

     - ...

     As if to revive, Shidou let out a small cough.

     - ...... Um, Tohka. Who are you really? What does investing mean? First, what is a Spirit ......

     - Invest, huh? Is that supposed to be what you call the self on this side when it becomes me

     - A ... yeah ... I guess so.

     Tohka provided a humph and continued.

     "I hate that terminology of yours." Speaking of which, I am the genuine incarnation of the crystal Sephira - a Spirit in itself.

     - Hey, what does that mean?

     The bewilderment struck Shidou's face as he asked.

     Before Tohka's investment, Shidou had once heard an explanation of the Kotori phenomenon.

     However, even Fraxinus had not acquired full knowledge of the transformation, and Kotori had to delineate speculation based on bits and pieces of information.

     Harta, Tohka pinched his eyebrows.

     - When the First Spirit divided its own power and created the Sephira crystals, its nature par excellence is what they call inverse. In spite of everything, the First Spirit transformed him into what he is now. In other words, it is exactly the opposite of his assumption.

     - Wait, why ...?

     "Maybe it was to be more capable of adapting to the humans of this world." The Sephira crystals were not things of this kingdom to begin with. Preserving such a state would erode the human body to a great extent.

     "He has……?"

     The indifferent tone of Tohka simply translated into stupefaction in Shidou.

     - Wait a minute. I'm not following you. Did the First Spirit want to make the crystals of Sephira more suitable for people ......? What is that supposed to mean!?

     Shidou could not help but rise and grab his shoulders, reiterating his question With an enraged expression, Tohka grabbed the collar of Shidou's shirt and lifted it.

     - Guh ... Ack ... !?

     - Do not lose your sense of measure, miserable human. My statements do not come from your request, but from a simple whim.

     His gaze locked on him and the grip on Shidou's shirt hardened incessantly.

     - Hmph, you bastard. If I'm going to do it anyway, why do not I steal your lips right here right now? That bitch. This would be the quickest way to end things.

     Tohka took his chin with his other hand, taking his time closer and closer.

     - H-Hey, Tohka ...... !?

     Shidou yelled demanding.

     Tohka then blew out a breath of air, quickly turning her face.

     "Of course, asshole. Something of this useless kind will not make your heart give up.

     But in that moment.

     - Haaaah!

     There was a gleam in the corner of Shidou's eyes. At that moment, Tohka released his firm grip, and Shidou's body fell to the ground as a result.

     - Cough! Cough, cough ......

     Shidou struggled to sigh as he lifted his head, only to find Mukuro presently standing before him. His expression vehemently bloodthirsty, he tightly clasped the key angel <Michael> in his hands.

     - Fie! How dare you put your dirty hands on Nushi-sama ......?

     - ...... Hmph, it has nothing to do with you.

     With a sombre reply, Tohka stared at Mukuro with a grave look.

     - What do you say?

     But Mukuro did not show even the slightest bit of shyness. It would be more accurate to illustrate it as if it had been lit, her face tinged with shadows darker than indignant wrath. He grabbed Tohka like Shidou by the front of his shirt.

     - E-Wait, Mukuro! I'm fine, so ...

     Shidou took care to avoid the disaster immediately. However, all was soon lost on the part of Mukuro and dislodged by an overflowing blaze with intent of unshakable slaughter towards Tohka.

     "Are you plotting to steal Nushi-sama from Muku's side?" To deprive Muku of the one who loves Muku, who loves Muku?

     - Like I do not give a shit, girl annoying. Let go of me, miserable.

     Tohka screamed unpleasantly as he cut with his right hand.

     A small cut appeared on Mukuro's face, the broken pinch of his skin rising through the air.

     - .........

     Mukuro's breath froze as the girl's grip on Tohka's shirt loosened.

     Even so, this did not imply that she was petrified by Tohka's act of aggression. He made no effort to wipe the blood from his cheek, simply watching the few strands of golden hair cascading down the floor in a false stupor.

     - Ah - ah.

     Mukuro opened his eyes and shouted. So.

     - You ...... You miserable ----!

     The next fraction of a second, Shidou's vision brightened beyond comprehension. Tohka's body was blown away, being shipped out of the glass windows of the lookout tower and in the middle of the air.

     - ...... Huh! Uh ...... !?

     Against the jagged fragments of the shattered window, Shidou could only bend his body in circumvention, but soon he raised his head again.

     ... The observation post was in the blink of an eye, thrown into utter chaos and disorder in every respect. All visitors to the area screamed and cried, advancing toward the central elevator in a frenzy.

     However, this was to be expected. After all, the fragile glassware had been demolished that way, and a girl had been sent flying-On top of that, the girl herself and the other girl who had sent her flying were currently standing on the outer wall of the tower, unperturbed.

     - You bitch.

     - -In-forgivable ...... unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable ......

     Mukuro, who had already appeared some time ago, and Tohka, faced the outer structure of the building.

     Both sides defied gravity, placed exactly perpendicular to the vertical plane of the wall.

     Of course, they themselves felt no ounce of incoherence in their aberrant feat. Both emanated murderous intentions.

     - Cut Muku's hair. Nushi-sama - exalted by Nushi-sama ...... Muku hair ...

     As Mukuro punched Tohka, he seemed to be singing something His body was wrapped in bright particles of light that mingled with an outer garment that bifurcated a gently undulating glow.

     - Astral dress: the absolute armor of a Spirit.

     - ......! Mukuro! For! Tohka did not want ...

     Shidou screamed in vain when Mukuro had completely deafened his ears to any outside noise.

     He applied force to the hand holding <Michael>.

     Then she transfigured her own breast with the front end of Michael.

     - What……!?"

     - <Michael> - <Release-Shifuru>.

     Mukuro turned the key.

     At that moment, his Astral Dress spread a blinding radiation - and its external form underwent a transmutation. His graceful and graceful appearance twisted deeply, becoming a mirror of his furious indignation and indignation.

     Simultaneously, the <Michael> in his hand was also transfigured. The angel in the shape of a key was reformed into an extended halberd.

     If her former Astral Gown and Angel were those of a goddess, then her present attire would resemble that of a wild warrior.

     This was not at all a Sephira crystal investment. However, from the moment Mukuro became that form, the concentrated and murky reiryoku that dissipated from it had begun to ripple the surrounding air.

     - E-This is ...... !?

     - Mukuro-chan!?

     The voices of Shidou and Origami overlapped.

     - Hoho?

     But there was one among them that filled with intrigue and narrowed his eyes - Tohka.

     - …Very good. The fight for the kiss ends here. Doing it this way is much clearer and simpler.

     Subsequently, a black Astral gown of charcoal emblazoned the figure of Tohka, and the Demon King <Nahemah> materialized in his hand.

     - Painful, painful, unforgivable! Come back to nothing!

     - Well then. Ahead. I will personally cut off that head of yours.

     Mukuro against Tohka.

     A Spirit possessing cosmic power opposes the Inverse Spirit.

     References

     [1] I left it in English because I think it looks better

     [2] The word し ゅ じ ん さ ま ま (Goshujin-sama) can be used in a similar way as the word

     "master" in English. For example, when a lady addresses the owner of a large mansion or a castle, he / she can be referred to as し ゅ じ ん さ ま ま.

     Chapter 10: The Key and the Sword

     Aboard the bridge of the Fraxinus ship, the main monitor showed a view of the guard post at the top of the Tenguu Tower, with fragments of glass flying everywhere. At the same time, a violent alarm came from the loudspeakers.

     - ...... !? This is-

     - Two strong spiritual waveforms have been detected! One of them shows values of category E!

     - What……!?

     After hearing Minowa's words, Kotori frowned.

     In other words, rather than a normal reading of the Spirit, an entity endowed with the spiritual power of an Inverse Spirit had appeared.

     Despite this, the current situation was not completely unexpected. After all, Tohka, who had invested himself, should now be at the observatory.

     No - the use of the preposition would have been inadequate.

     On the main screen, two spirits stood quietly against the glass curtain wall, their long wind-blown hair dancing in the breeze.

     - ......!

     As Kotori's attention was focused on the monitor, another loud noise reverberated on the bridge once more.

     It was the echo of a piercing siren, blood-stained.

     However, it did not originate on the ship itself. The earthquake alarm was issued only after observing the power of the spirits of the two.

     Usually, the earthquake alarm arose by observing the spatial fluctuations that occur when spirits of the neighboring world appear in this world.

     Of course, in this country, the AST would not allow these abnormal readings of the spiritual wave to go unnoticed.

     The crowd in the street immediately dispersed. Everyone was in a hurry to evacuate the nearby shelter.

     - Kuh ......

     Kotori glimpsed the scene reflected on the main screen before making a frustrated face as he clenched his fist.

     <Ratatoskr> was an organization aimed at saving spirits. They could not just sit back and watch this emergency unfold.

     However, nothing came to Kotori's mind when he tried to invent a specific method to solve the current situation. The use of Fraxinus weapons and CR units might be able to suppress fugitive spirits, but it would be no different from the deplorable methods of DEM and AST. Then, unless they were able to manually handle the power of the Spirits, the problem would drag on even more.

     However, it was impossible to seal the spiritual power of the Spirit, no matter how they used the capabilities of Realizer devices. If so, Kotori and the others had so far -

     - Good….

     - There was something missing. Kotori frowned at the pain that suddenly hit his head.

     It looked like a very complex puzzle that lacked a vital component. Without that missing part, it would be very difficult to assemble.

     - Commander!

     While Kotori was thinking of a circle, it returned to reality after one of the crew members called her.

     On the deck of the lookout, the battle between the pair began when they both pulled the ground-no; Rather, it was when they stepped on the wall. The two had already been ignoring the gravitational force the moment they started fighting.

     One of them wore a dark astral dress and held a single-edged sword: the Inverted Spirit, Tohka.

     The other person had a floating blond hair, a Spirit that clung to a halberd in the form of a key -

     if one listened to the words of Origami, then that person would seem to be Mukuro.

     Both sides ran on the wall as they dispersed abnormal levels of spiritual power. With each change of their weapons, the layers of glass covering the observation platform would be destroyed one after another by the consequences of their spiritual power, while foamy fragments dispersed in the sky.

     - ... Anyway, we can not just wait and see ... At least the damage to the environment can be ...

     Kotori was about to instruct the crew, but suddenly he interrupted her.

     The sound sounded indicating communication from the outside line.

     - Communication ... Where did you come from?

     - A general line - It comes from the Origami mobile phone!

     - What was that……? Hurry up and put us through!

     When Kotori issued the command, the sound of Origami's voice echoed in the loudspeaker after a whisper of static noise.

     - Kotori-chan .... It's Origami.

     - Origami! What have you been doing!? Tohka and ... who is that other Spirit !?

     "I'm sorry, I'll explain later ...! The time is finishing! Quick, help me! To continue like this will not work. Can you stop their movements with the territory of Fraxinus? "

     "That is ... manageable, but it is impossible to completely suppress a Spirit of such force. At best it will only make them feel that their body has become heavier ... "

     While Kotori was talking, another voice echoed through the speaker.

     The voice did not come from Origami, but it sounded quite distinctly masculine.

     "After that, leave it to me ...!"

     "What……"

     Kotori opened his eyes in amazement.

     The man's voice unexpectedly originated on Origami's phone, and yet Kotori was surprised by the quiet feeling at that voice.

     - You, what are you talking about? Saying that I leave it at the end ...

     - There is no time to explain all the details, I have a way to stop them, so please, believe me.

     Can you help me?

     (I.e.

     That serious voice made Kotori pause for a moment. But then.

     - ... Expand the territory to the area where Tohka and Mukuro are fighting! At the same time, deploy <Yggdrafolium> to minimize damage to your surroundings!

     - Commander !?

     The crew members were astonished. After all, although it was also part of Origami's request, but for Kotori to really listen to the words of a strange man ...

     However, for some reason, even after Kotori had made the decision, there was a subtle sense that it was positively adequate. It was as if they had done it before; As if there had been several times when this boy had made the same request; Just as there had been some occasions - with their irrationality.

     Kotori pulled out his Chupa Chups and returned his jacket before speaking.

     - Enough, run it right away. This war belongs to us.

     "C-How are you, Itsuka-kun?"

     Origami turned to Shidou with an uncomfortable expression. He nodded and handed her the cell phone.

     - Well, they're willing to help us.

     - Really, that's great ...

     - Well ... It is true that having Origami to act as an intermediary was a great help.

     After Shidou said it, Origami shook his head in response to a fufu sound.

     - That's wrong. Itsuka-kun was the one who transmitted those words.

     "No, Kotori does not remember me at the moment.

     Origami shook his head again to refute his claim.

     - Maybe that's not wrong, but surely it's not just that in this case. This time you naturally understood your words because you two are brother and sister.

     - Is that so…

     Shidou scratched his face after giving a wry smile. Then he took a deep breath and hit his face to regain his concentration.

     "But we're finally on the starting line. We must find a way to stop Mukuro and Tohka. At this point, we do not even know how Mukuro's relationship levels are, let alone if the establishment of the seal through a kiss with memories still sealed will restore Tohka back to normal ...

     Anyway, sink or swim , We can only bet everything in a single opportunity. "

     Shidou clenched his fist and looked at Origami.

     - ...... Please, I can not stop both of them by myself ... Can you lend me a hand too?

     - Itsuka-kun ......

     Origami smiled slightly, making a promise of his own.

     - Of course, if I let Itsuka-kun go by himself, I will definitely disagree with myself later.

     Origami exclaimed, spreading his fingers and turning the body to continue-

     - And besides ... I'm very happy that you want to trust me. Being able to accompany Itsuka-kun -

     Girls are not content just to be protected, you know.

     - Origami ......

     As Shidou uttered his name, Origami looked over his shoulder before giving a mischievous smile to Shidou. Then she pulled out something that looked like a silver dog tag from her pocket and held it over her forehead as she squealed a confirmation whistle.

     - Approval, Tobiichi Origami. - <Brynhildr> deployed.

     The next instant, a slight light surrounded Origami's body, and the elegant silhouette of the metal armor enclosed its frame.

     The CR units were the technological culmination of the miraculous invention known as Realizers. It was the only instrument that allowed humans to fight on equal terms against Spirits.

     Not only was she prepared, but Origami had also superimposed the unit CR <Brynhildr> with a pure white astral dress that looked like a wedding dress.

     - This is-

     -Fufu. Have you fallen in love, Itsuka-kun?

     Even as Origami jokingly responded, her cheeks glowed reddishly as if she were somewhat embarrassed by her own words.

     - Well, uh, I did not mean that.

     - Hey, haha ...

     After Shidou slowly loosened his mouth in reaction to the embarrassing response, he quickly regained his composure by sharpening his gaze.

     - Come on, Origami.

     - Yes ... Itsuka-kun.

     As they both said it, they entered the battlefield simultaneously.

     ● ●

     ... The streets resounded with the hustle and bustle of a turbulent siren.

     As he watched the waves of people rushing toward the shelter, Natsumi wrinkled his confused eyebrows.

     - ...... The earthquake alarm? That means……

     - Could it be that ...... are in trouble because of Tohka-san ......?

     As if to answer Natsumi's statement, Yoshino replied in an anxious voice.

     Although they had no inclination to think so, the possibility was very high. She nodded her head in agreement.

     After what had happened, Natsumi was now looking for Tohka and Origami, which suddenly showed drastic changes in their respective personalities. Although Kotori said to leave everything to her, not one of the Spirits could obediently remain silent and wait.

     Although they knew practically nothing of what happened to these two, it was obvious that the complication did not include at all an ordinary and trivial matter.

     The issue not only focused around Origami acting more frank and sincere than usual. Instead, the main dilemma was Tohka, who, after collapsing from a violent headache, emitted a violent aura as he lifted his head.

     Despite the resemblance to the time Nia had invested, they still did not know the reason behind it. But that was ...

     - Yosshi! Nattsun!

     When she lost herself in her thoughts, Natsumi came back to reality when she heard someone calling her.

     Granting a special and unique nickname was a typical feature of Nia.

     Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw Nia and the other Spirits, who had also been in search of Tohka. It seems that everyone had gathered before coming here.

     - What happened, you found it?

     - No, but it looks like something happened on the other side of the Tenguu Tower. We should go there to check it out!

     Nia pointed in the opposite direction from which the flow of people emerged.

     Natsumi and Yoshino, after exchanging looks, nodded.

     ● ●

     - Haaaaah!

     - Just insignificant gestures!

     The Angel in the shape of a key and the Sword of the Demon King faced countless times.

     At the same time, the discharge of spiritual power behind each impact formed a compact explosion that instantly dilated, producing dazzling light and deafening shockwaves that spread in all directions.

     To boot, the angel in the form of a key, <Michael>, after having changed its appearance from a key to that of a halberd, was creating numerous miniature doors at irregular intervals, launching attacks to point to the blind spots of Tohka.

     For an ordinary person, it would be unfeasible to catch a glimpse of the flash of a swift blow of the sword. No - not even a Spirit should be able to deflect the cut. In this sense, both parties

     were locked in a mutual stagnation. Seeing this, Tohka issued a statement of slight praise to his opponent.

     Since <Michael> could seal the power of the Spirit, it was only temporarily because the other side boasted of the potential to open the seal. It seemed to resemble the sublime beauty of a blossoming bud. The consolidated murderous intention and hostility were directed towards the destruction of the halberd.

     The observation deck crystals that Tohka and Mukuro used as points of support as they fought flew piece by piece after their battle.

     Tohka turned and jumped to the top of the observation deck, advancing toward the iron section of the tower.

     "Do you want to strip Muku of company?" To incite loneliness in Muku?

     Mukuro made a short wailing groan as he prepared to begin another quick assault, not a second later.

     - To kill. To kill. Muku will kill anyone who dares to take Nushi-sama from her.

     - Humph! Not just thieves and not bites. Try to punch me with that key, woman. If you can do it, just try.

     - Your comments are incorrect ...!

     In response to Tohka's mockery, Mukuro prepared to use <Michael>.

     As in response to that action, Tohka felt a strange sensation scattering through his body.

     It was as if she had been swallowed by an invisible, viscous liquid. The weight of his body felt heavier, and it became more and more annoying to move his limbs.

     - …… What is this?

     For a moment, he thought it was Mukuro's job. No. Mukuro also showed the same sense of immobility. He directed his line of vision toward Tohka with an expression asking, "What did you just do?"

     It seems that none of them was to blame. Perhaps the ones behind this were the humans Shidou and Origami ...... or one of his collaborators.

     However, such annoyance would not change anything for Tohka. The enemy must be annihilated, nothing more.

     - Take that!

     It seemed that Mukuro had the same idea as Tohka. She kicked upward to accelerate into the sky and used <Michael> to send an endless avalanche of continuous, dense offensives.

     Tohka inhaled a small breath and prepared to aim a penetrating blow directed at the handle of

     <Michael> to reject the assault.

     Hmm?

     Possibly due to being faced with such offense and defense, Tohka frowned slightly.

     There was no doubt that each of Mukuro's blows was stained with a power that might deserve to be a lethal blow.

     However, what was the best way to describe it. Tohka's intuition told him that Mukuro would not use this attack to decide the outcome of the battle there and then.

     Any action taken by the other party should also be hampered by invisible force, and it was not as if Mukuro had no intention of killing Tohka.

     It was difficult to say, but yes, it seemed that it was preparing the way for the final blow.

     As Tohka was thinking, Mukuro made a discreet move. Using a Herculean effort to move

     <Michael>, he aimed to destroy it with a penetrating attack.

     However, as a result he had lost Tohka taking precaution, within the thin time difference, turning his body to avoid attack.

     But, in the next moment.

     - <Michael> - <Unlock -Rātaibu>.

     After Tohka turned his body to avoid <Michael>, Mukuro used his angel to open a door behind Tohka.

     --Tsk.

     For an instant, he thought an attack would break through that door, but it was not.

     The door began to breathe as it sucked in the surrounding air.

     Tohka, who was standing near the steel tower, was thrown into the sky. Perhaps the other side of the "door" was connected to a space with a large pressure difference.

     Although Mukuro predicted that this would not be enough to trash Tohka in its entirety, it presented nothing more than an opportunity to attack a vulnerable opening.

     - <Unlock -Rātaibu>!

     Listening to Mukuro's cry interrupted Tohka's thought process.

     The huge door that had opened in front of Tohka must have been at least a hundred meters in diameter. It swallowed all the nearby lumps of iron, stone, wood, along with any other polymer that made up the structure.

     - Chi ---

     Perhaps the gravitational well was strong enough to attract even a massive building. Tohka set his posture holding <Nahemah> and directed his blade toward the building.

     In one cut, the sword cut the building just like a line. The two halves avoided Tohka and fell to the ground.

     But in that moment.

     - <Michael> - <Solution -Jerez>!

     Just after realizing the door between the large sliced buildings that Tohka had recently precipitated, a key-shaped halberd stabbed out from within.

     (I.e.

     Having already prepared for another sword stance, even if she had turned around, it would be too late.

     When the end of <Michael>'s spear was about to impale Tohka, he passed through a wedge of the falling building.

     So--

     - What……?

     Tohka frowned instinctively.

     The enormous constructions surrounding Mukuro, as well as the Tohka Astral Dress, were instantly annihilated.

     Although it had been torn, it was not engulfed by the door - it only faded in the air from the point.

     However, time did not wait for consideration. As the door continued to expand, thereafter, Mukuro continued to launch an incessant attack using <Michael>.

     - Hah!

     - These useless acts of yours ...!

     Tohka defended himself against Michael's attack as he moved out of the way using momentum.

     After landing on the ground, he summoned again the Astral Gown that had been completely erased a few moments ago.

     Having said that, the Astral Gown had not yet been completely restored to its original state.

     Even for one Spirit, the creation of an Astral Gown that served as an absolute strength required a considerable amount of spiritual power. The fact that the Astral Gown was lost without lowering the entry power meant that the added quantity had been cut off.

     - .........

     While Tohka was monitoring Mukuro's movements without hesitation, she felt the remnants of spiritual particles in her surroundings.

     - The spiritual power that constituted my Astral Gown remains in the air - this is not total destruction. It seems to me that the key can disintegrate molecules and spiritual particles. I see, so this is your triumph letter.

     - .........

     Mukuro did not respond but he matched his field of vision with Tohka's on the floor.

     In response, Tohka took a stance to use <Nahemah> in a superficial way.

     In front of her was a worthy opponent.

     Even though her emotions were overlaid with killer notions, Tohka could still stare calmly at her opponent's breach - That's right, it was horrifying because she was so calm.

     Humph. You're a decent fighter, even with your childish face.

     After giving a thin smile, Tohka turned <Nahemah> to aim at his beautifully worthy rival.

     However, just before the two were about to cross the guns again.

     - Wait, girls!

     - Please, you two, easy!

     Shidou and Origami appeared among them.

     Tohka pursed his lips in disgust as he picked up the grip of <Nahemah> again.

     "Have you come to block my way?" ...... Well, whatever, I already intended to defeat everyone!

     Tohka made a loud roar as he lowered the black sword that projected a crescent-shaped bow toward Mukuro and the two people who had come to interfere.

     However, Origami, who wore metallic armor and his limited Astral Gown, gathered the power of the black spirit to the point of his spear before dispelling Tohka's attack.

     - …… What?

     Tohka narrowed his eyes at the unexpected phenomenon.

     It was not surprising that Origami could deflect that blow. At this moment, Tohka's movements were constrained by some mysterious power; So naturally, it was not a serious release from his sword swing. Also, if Origami had been using the power of a Spirit, it would not have been strange for her to be able to block the attack.

     However, it was obvious that Origami wore the same kind of fragrance as Tohka - in other words, the so-called inverse spirit power.

     The sensation that Origami exuded was similar to the spiritual power surrounding Tohka at this time.

     Perhaps the tip of the spear could accumulate the spiritual pressure that drifts around the surroundings. After all, the high performance should be reasonable because of the abundant amount of spiritual particles that made up his Astral Gown, which had been broken down by Mukuro.

     - Hmm ... this is good, that too--

     Tohka sharpened his range of vision as he threw <Nahemah> over his head. Then she kicked the ground to jump into the air.

     - ... .. You can keep me entertained!

     - ......! She comes! Itsuka-kun, I'll let you deal with Mukuro-chan!

     As Origami shouted, the dark spiritual power that surrounded the tip of his spear formed a barrier to protect Shidou from Tohka's attacks.

     Tohka, who was adorned with a black Astral Dress, and Origami, who became a white, both flew to high altitude as they exchanged mutually interlacing blows.

     Looking at the scene from the ground, Mukuro murmured something in a subtle voice.

     - Kill ... Kill. Someone, who would harm Nushi-sama, is an adversary. Muku ... Muku despises ...

     the loneliness.

     - Mukuro!

     - ......!

     After suddenly hearing that his name was mentioned, Mukuro turned his eyes towards the direction of the voice.

     -Nushi-sama.

     Exactly. In front of Mukuro was none other than Itsuka Shidou.

     - O-Oh ...... Nushi-sama, Nushi-sama. Stay safe, because Muku will return that girl to nothing.

     Thereafter-

     - Mukuro!

     To interrupt her, Shidou grabbed Mukuro by the shoulders and shouted his name again.

     Mukuro could not help but fear after seeing such a desperate look.

     "What is it, Nushi-sama?" Trust everything to Mukuro.

     - That's not right ...... It should not be like this, Mukuro ......! For this. I do not want Tohka to disappear or that Origami will forget me. I would really hate that ......! Both are ... .. No, everyone is precious to me!

     (I.e.

     Hearing the words of Shidou, Mukuro's body convulsed as if he had just drowned with his breath.

     However, Shidou resumed without realizing Mukuro's condition.

     - Why why? Please tell me, Mukuro. Why are you trying to eliminate everyone?

     Shidou commented at the end of his pull as he begged. Mukuro responded with a trembling voice in his throat. "--Why."

     - Huh?

     - Why does Nushi-sama speak such words? Love ...... Nushi-sama to Muku, right? Muku loves Nushi-sama. That's not enough? However, why? Why!!

     Mukuro paid no attention to the tears streaming from his eyes.

     "Muku hates this, Muku wants to not be alone ...! Either Nushi-sama or anyone ...

     -Tohka-san! Origami-san!

     At that moment, as if to interrupt Mukuro, a voice appeared from an unknown place.

     - P-Why the two are fighting each other ......?

     - Kya! What a mess-!

     - ..........

     Six girls appeared unexpectedly.

     They were the spirits whose memories should have been blocked by Mukuro using his angel.

     With a confused face, they all looked up at the sky, watching the fight between Tohka and Origami.

     - What-

     Looking at these girls, Mukuro felt as if his heart had barely contracted.

     - All of you ... Have you come to snatch Nushi-sama away from Muku? Unforgivable.

     Unforgivable! No more--

     His head whirled around, a sense of nausea spreading through his body.

     Mukuro put both his hands on <Michael> while turning his tip-

     - <Michael> - <Lock-Segva>

     Toward the ground - no, she inserted the key to the Earth and turned it.

     At that time, with that location as the epicenter, vigorous earthquakes began to spread through the periphery.

     For the people who were there, it seemed to be near an industrial scale drilling machine.

     It was as if the Earth had been transformed into a kind of planetary creature that was beating.

     The earthquakes began to encompass the surroundings.

     - ... Tsk !? W-What?

     - ...... Q-What's happening !?

     - Preaching. Is it an earthquake?

     Shidou and the Spirits were astonished at the loud noise that echoed in their eardrums. Mukuro gave a soft smile as he stroked Shidou's face with his hand.

     - You do not need to worry anymore. With this ... nobody will bother us.

     - Mukuro ......? What did you just do?

     "For this Earth, Lock has been launched. With all that, a few ticks of the clock seem to be of necessity due to its immensity, although of ultimatum, this celestial body will cease all movement.

     - What?

     Shidou was momentarily stunned when he stumbled over his words. However, Mukuro did not seem to notice Shidou's expression, his smile becoming more disconcerting as he continued to speak.

     - Thus, all beings that hinder will perish. Nushi-sama with the bear company Muku in the cosmos for himself. Hehe ...... What greed.

     - What are you saying-

     The color of Shidou's facial expression was one of complete discomfiture.

     Mukuro did not care about his facial expression - that is, there was one more enemy that could not allow anyone to defeat.

     - Hey, Mukuro! Wait!

     As he listened to Shidou's voice from his back, Mukuro looked up at the black shadow in the sky and kicked the trembling ground.

     - Kya! It's an earthquake! I'm scared-! Shield Natsumi activated--

     - Still can not summarize the situation calmly ......?

     

     Natsumi pushed Miku, who was using the seismic episode as an excuse to embrace her ...

     Needless to say, the differences in physical and mental strength made any resistance unnecessary.

     However, now was not the time to worry about that event. After all, Origami and Tohka were fighting an intense battle in the sky; The earthquake alarm was ringing incessantly; And there was the mysterious trembling of the earth. They did not even know what to do first in this situation.

     - What should we do ...?

     - Well ... although I'm not really on top of things, right now it's not right not to stop Orimin from fighting Toka.

     - If this continues, it will be noticed by AST and DEM-

     - --All!

     At that moment, they all suddenly heard a distant voice. The Spirits looked in the direction of that voice.

     - ... Huh?

     After looking at the figure of the person who was there, they all looked at it unexpectedly.

     It was a natural reaction. After all, it was the strange boy he'd shouted yesterday.

     - You ... are you the person of yesterday ...?

     "... Eh, in order to harass us even when the earthquake alarm goes off, some people would be shocked. Ah, but I will not feel touched by it.

     Natsumi replied with narrowed eyes as a child ran towards the group in a state of panic.

     Feeling the alarm in everyone's eyes, the boy lowered his head.

     - All ... please! Please, grant me your power!

     - ….. He has? Eh what…?

     At the sudden request, the Spirits formed perplexed expressions on their faces.

     - Er ...... What happened?

     Despite a confused look, Yoshino still felt the need to say that. In truth, she had to be a goddess with a heart full of affection to be so gentle toward a complete stranger.

     Then the boy lifted his face.

     - Mukuro - that Spirit who turned his key to the earth. If this continues, it will become a huge disaster! Please ... all ... give me your strength!

     Just like that, the young man continued his desperate plea.

     But ...... Natsumi frowned in response. It is right. First, the meaning of the boy's words were still unknown. Apparently, he knew the Spirits well, but this fact only made him sound even more suspicious.

     ….Nevertheless.

     - ...... I understand if you can not believe me.

     After a little hesitation, Yoshino nodded. Natsumi opened his eyes and glanced at that direction.

     - Y-Yoshino? Would not it be better to approach with more consideration? I guess it's just as suspicious as this ...

     - Yes ... but he does not look like a bad person. Although I'm not sure how to put it, I, uh ... I want to be able to become the force of this person.

     Yoshino's eyes were full of determination as he shook his head. Then the other Spirits began to agree one by one as well.

     - Kaka so that's it. Unless he seems to apprehend the least amount of manners.

     - Approval. For some reason, I guess this has happened before. "

     - Mu ...... Well, if everyone says that ...... A guy is a boy, but when they cut him a little he will look pretty cute.

     - Ah - did not work in the end? Something like this really makes you shoot the blood up.

     - All……

     The boy wiped his damp eyes.

     Natsumi seemed to feel slightly embarrassed, taking a deep breath.

     - ……What. Does this make me look the only bad guy here? I get it; I will follow him too. What are we supposed to do first?

     When Natsumi finished, a jubilant expression appeared on the boy's face - then, suddenly, his body stopped moving.

     - Well, that is-

     Apparently, he had not even thought about what to do first. Natsumi sighed again.

     At that moment…

     - Really, what are you doing?

     Although they could not verify the source, they had all heard the voice of Kotori.

     - ...! Kotori-san!

     - Hey, from where?

     - I am transmitting my voice through the Fraxinus territory system. - Like the boy said, the ground is being corroded by spiritual power. Although we do not know what will happen to Earth, we can not just let it be. - For now, we have designated six different places as the starting

     points with the <Yggdrafolium>. If you start sending your Reiryoku to those points, we can delay the corrosion of the soil for a while.

     - Hey, I see, that's incredible, Kotori, be my family.

     - That will not be necessary - You will only be able to delay it for a while. Unless we do something about the Spirit and Angel that caused this, the problem will still persist - Can we really leave it in your hands, Itsuka Shidou?

     After Kotori finished his question, the young man nodded in confirmation.

     - Ah ... Many thanks to all, I am very grateful.

     After finishing, the boy turned his back on everyone and started to leave. Seeing this action, Natsumi asked another question.

     - …… Where are you going?

     Without looking back, the boy answered.

     - To that place, where a girl is waiting for my hand.

     ● ●

     On the floor it kept vibrating slightly.

     - Nushi-sama-Muku will not grant.

     Mukuro sharpened his range of vision as he looked at Origami and Tohka exchanging mutual blows in the sky.

     Toward Tohka, who was currently worried about fighting Origami, it was certainly possible for Mukuro to take advantage of the situation to launch a successful attack from behind.

     - <Michael> - <Unlock -Rātaibu>!

     When Mukuro screamed, he used his hands to turn <Michael>. At that moment, a "door"

     appeared, in which the front tip of Michael could barely fit.

     Of course, the other side of the door was connected to a blind spot in Tohka. "There, <Michael> would go through and turn. In that case, it would all be over. <Solution- Jerez>, the secret ability of <Michael> to guarantee the total decomposition of any material. In the face of this unequaled power, all things in this world would return to nothingness. At this point, even Tohka should not be an exception.

     - <Solution -Jerez> ......!

     After Mukuro saw the moment when Tohka and Origami were distracted by their shock, a little angel shaped like a key could protrude into the space of a door.

     Nevertheless-

     - Do not do it! Mukuro!

     Just as <Michael> was about to walk through the door, Shidou got up and spread his hands out in front of Mukuro.

     - ...!?

     Due to the unexpected action of Shidou, Mukuro stared with his eyes as his body began to tremble.

     But it was too late. Through the wrist's reflexes, <Michael> slightly deviated from his target as it pierced Shidou's shoulder.

     - Kuh ...... !?

     Shidou's face was distorted by the pain. In response, Mukuro quickly used his arms to stop the influx of energy that was unleashed by <Michael>.

     But.

     - ... .Eh?

     In the next instant, as if struck by a strange sensation, Mukuro let out a stunned voice.

     By piercing Shidou with the halberd, ghostly images began to manifest, with undiluted feelings of rage flowing. No, to be more precise, there was also something flowing from one side of Mukuro.

     Although they did not know what it was in the end; However, it seemed that the feelings between Mukuro and Shidou were being intermingled. It was like the sensation of shaking two different liquids inside a bottle together.

     Ah - but it was not the first time he encountered this feeling. Exactly. At that time in outer space, the same feelings worked out when Shidou had used his fake <Michael> to pierce it.

     (I.e.

     ............ .. It's true, at that moment.

     That cold winter day.

     In the face of my own frustration, a certain existence appeared.

     It bore a resemblance to someone who was completely submerged in water, or a strange figure wrapped in mosaics.

     And that someone had given me something resembling a gemstone with a brilliant golden hue.

     From that moment on, I, -Hoshimiya Mukuro, became a Spirit. However, I felt doubts or fears.

     No, rather it would be more appropriate to say that I felt a greater sense of joy.

     He had received <Michael>, an angel in the form of a key that could close any object-even invisible things like human memories could be blocked.

     Using this power, I could certainly make sister, father, and mother just love me.

     So, immediately, and gladly, use this power. I opened a door into space, I used <Michael> to close the memory of my family of all acquaintances, or almost anyone who recognized my sister and parents for the case.

     "But in the end, things did not go as planned.

     After returning home, my family's reactions were full of confusion. The unusual situation of having no one to remember them left them with a feeling of overwhelming bewilderment; Nobody was worried about Mukuro.

     I believed that if all the people around them forgot about them, they would all love me again.

     However, the reaction of my family after discovering that it had been the cause of the situation was far from being love or affection.

     Astonishment and anger; Consternation and agitation; And also - rejection.

     Father, mother, sister and all were afraid of how I got such unfathomable power and after that they turned me away.

     Not much was to be reminded of what they had said later. Despite being able to recall the scene as vividly as it had happened, only fragmented words came and went.

     "Monster," "Ah, what did you do?" "Do not kill," "Sal," "You're not our family."

     Evidently, perhaps the brain had judged that my heart would be unable to bear the weight of all those memories, so they were specifically frayed and shattered this way.

     Despite this, I could clearly remember the painful knot in my chest at that time.

     Uncomfortable, sad, painful and lonely, -these feelings were constantly turning in my head. And so, I went to father, mother, and sister, using <Michael> to block each and every memory of myself.

     "Because it seemed as if something had happened if those words had plagued me any longer.

     And therefore, I was alone again.

     Although it was not the same at all - I returned to solitude after having experienced the warmth of a family. It cruelly reflected hunger to a man who had known satisfaction too well.

     In hindsight, he probably did not qualify to love anything in the first place.

     The fact of being born without love, I did not realize how his form had disengaged. If you love, you must also be loved.

     If you love, you must look within yourself only. Therefore, Mukuro closed the lock.

     To my memories. To my heart.

     In order not to remember the warmth of a family after having felt it once.

     -In order not to love something new.

     ----

     - Ah ....

     In front of the open door into space, Shidou let out a small voice that seemed unusual from someone who just had <Michael> nailed to the shoulder.

     Surprisingly, it was not so painful. On the contrary, through <Michael>, the memory of a girl came flowing towards him.

     It was the dream Shidou had been watching over the past few days.

     And - it was probably the memories that Mukuro had sealed.

     Thinking about it, Shidou had only dreamed about it after he had used his fake <Michael> to open the lock on Mukuro's heart in outer space.

     Although he was aware of his specific principles, but perhaps at that time, the seal blocking memories of Mukuro collapsed, which allowed his memories to be retransmitted through

     <Michael> and into Shidou.

     Then, again through <Michael>, memory was shared between the two.

     - Mukuro ...... you are, no, you are also ...

     Shidou gives a voice as he shakes and reaches Mukuro. But the next moment.

     - Oh, gah ...... !?

     Shidou now sensed intense pain in the region where <Michael> had struck. From the shoulder to the wrist, everything was broken and bounced like a bullet.

     - Uh ... huh, gaaaaaaaah ??

     As a result of the pain of the commotion, Shidou screamed as if his throat had been crushed.

     It was a completely different feeling compared to having his hand cut off. His shoulder disappeared as if denying that he had ever been there. What was left of his wrist fell to the ground on a great pool of blood.

     - Ga ... ah, aaaaaah!

     Shidou reflexively used the Angel of Music, <Gabriel>. He used the power of the spirit in his voice to increase his stamina in order to resist bleeding and torment.

     At the same time, Shidou called <Haniel>, although he was at a regrettable level, to close the wound .... If Mukuro used <Michael> to seal his ability to use <Haniel>, he would have been unable to do anything. Fortunately, it seemed that only Haniel's ability to become Michael had been closed.

     Of course, despite giving the impression of water on the rocks, it only had a minor effect - at least it prevented him from going crazy due to anguish or loss of consciousness.

     Even with the healing flames of <Camael> that generated smoke in the wound, it was uncertain if he could heal a trauma of such magnitude. It would take more time if it were possible, since even now the effect had not yet come.

     Shidou's face was covered with sweat as he looked at Mukuro.

     - Mu- ... -kuro-

     - Ah ... A-Ah - Nushi-sama, no ...! Muku, Muku wished not to kill Nushi-sama.

     But looking at the sky with empty eyes, Mukuro's body began to tremble with fear. He dropped

     <Michael> from his arms and began to speak in incoherent words.

     - Nay ...... Forgive Muku no ...... aaa-ah, Nushi-sama, Ane-sama ...... Muku, Muku ...............

     Like a dream, memories and reality began to blend into his mind. Mukuro held his head in confusion.

     The next moment tears welled up in Mukuro's eyes. A torrent of spiritual power of a muddy color began to emanate from his body.

     - Ugh ... aaaaaaaaaargh!

     - This is……

     Shidou exhaled a hoarse voice.

     He was no stranger to this phenomenon. -Investment.

     The fact that she, by her own hand, caused a mortal injury to Shidou, and simultaneously recovered the memories that she closed in her mind.

     Certainly, these factors were enough to engulf Mukuro's heart in an abyss of despair.

     The crimson cracks appeared in the elegant and brave Spirit, assuming a color that embodied the chaos itself. The fluid tears transformed into black darkness, and <Michael>, which had fallen to the ground, dissipated in dust. Then, a great demonic key began to appear behind Mukuro.

     - No, please ... Stop, Mukuro!

     If this subsisted more, Mukuro would really be reversed. Shidou slowly stepped forward with staggering steps.

     However, Mukuro's body was at the center of a powerful vortex of spiritual power that stopped Shidou's advance and pushed him back.

     - Guh ...!

     In its current condition, it was hard to avoid the attack. Somehow, he managed to withstand the blow by concentrating all his strength on his feet.

     In the next moment, a tremendous bar fell from above, dissipating the power of the spirit in front of Shidou like mist fog.

     - Eh ...?

     Shidou stared blankly at him. At first he thought it was the help provided by Fraxinus, but that was wrong. This was from <Nahemah>.

     - Humph.

     As he thought, Shidou heard a voice coming from the sky.

     - Do not misunderstand. As for why I humbled myself for a bastard like you, such an easy death would be inappropriate even for people like you.

     Tohka uttered an annoying expression before returning to face Origami in the sky.

     - Tohka ...

     Shidou whispered for a moment before turning to Mukuro.

     Tohka's words probably did not contain any special implication. But it was an indisputable fact that his blow had paved the way. Shidou could not save her for himself, so he thanked Tohka For giving you the opportunity to reach Mukuro. As he took small steps, he extended his remaining hand to support Mukuro.

     His body could gather only a little more power. It would be more accurate to say that he leaned forward rather than embraced her. - But that did not matter. Shidou gathered strength in his throat to say something.

     - Mukuro! Mukuro! Returns! No, you can not go there!

     Shidou was using the last ounce of force on his body to talk to Mukuro.

     "Shidou had not understood before.

     The reason why Mukuro wanted to exclude everyone and monopolize Shidou.

     In fact, jealousy, along with the desire to keep someone to oneself, was a feeling that everyone had. However, in Mukuro's case, the scope was far beyond the ordinary level.

     However, speaking of the present.

     Through the memories of Mukuro that were shared by Michael, Shidou now understood.

     Why-

     - Mukuro ... you are - me.

     Shidou continued talking to Mukuro, who was wrapped in darkness.

     Yes, Mukuro and Shidou were extremely similar to each other. That is why Shidou had first thought that the dream of Mukuro's past was rather his past.

     In the past, Shidou had been abandoned by his mother and had been trapped in solitude.

     However, when adopted by the family Itsuka - father, mother, a little sister - for the first time, also understood the warmth of a family.

     Therefore, he could understand.

     - Mukuro ...... You were really worried inside. You were distressed, but you did not know what to do, did you?

     Mukuro's shoulders began to convulse after hearing the husky voice of Shidou. Precisely, Mukuro felt uncomfortable.

     Because at the beginning of his memory, the existence called 'love' was absent.

     One day, suddenly, it gave him a warm and tender feeling that was comfortable and dazzling, not knowing how to cling to it.

     He really emitted the sensation of an ethereal existence of dream, instigating, unknowingly, the fear of losing everything when the dreamer really woke up.

     Even when immersed in happiness, there would always be a trace of anxiety within oneself.

     Therefore, if one's family was associated with someone other than one, one would learn that they belonged to an unknown world. Undoubtedly, the feeling that the heart was hardening would go on.

     After all, there was the idea that he was a human grafted into their lives; There may be other things that those people consider more valuable.

     Although not as excessive as Mukuro's example, this sentiment also existed within Shidou's own heart.

     - But, Mukuro ...... Do not worry about that.

     With a blurred vision, Shidou continued to speak as he stroked Mukuro's head.

     - You do not have to worry about that. Father, mother, brothers and sisters, regardless of distance, will always be united to each other. Because - that's what family is.

     Yes, they taught Kotori and his parents.

     But if Shidou was given the same power as Mukuro, he would not know what he could have done.

     Uh

     As a result of what Shidou said, Mukuro exhaled a small breath.

     - But ... Muku ... to Muku ... no ...

     - ...... You'll still have me!

     To respond to Mukuro's feeble consciousness, which seemed to disappear at any moment, Shidou raised his voice.

     - I will be ... your family, so you will not have to worry anymore. No matter what, I will never forget you. No matter what you do, I will never hate you ...

     Despite the cough and blood coming out of his mouth, Shidou did not care and kept talking.

     - Ah ... that's not all, Mukuro, you too ... Promise me ... There is no sense in one-way love ...

     because we are ... a family.

     - ......! Nushi-sama, Muku ...

     Muku replied with his slightly shaky lips.

     Then, at that moment, the tears, which were as muddy as mud, returned to their original transparency.

     However, it was not over yet. The power of the spirit around them increased in momentum.

     Now was the critical juncture to determine if Mukuro could return entirely to his side.

     - Mukuro--

     He did not know if Mukuro had accepted his words. However, there was no time to lose. Shidou used the last fragment of his energy to lift his face-

     What

     (I.e.

     His lips touched Mukuro's for an ephemeral moment.

     It was a kiss soaked with blood with a smell like metallic iron. After giving a small prayer, Shidou closed his eyes tightly.

     It was a feeling he had experienced many times before. In establishing the seal, spiritual power flowed from Mukuro's body and into Shidou.

     Simultaneously, the Astral Dress that Mukuro wore and the Demon King in the form of a key lost its radiation, melting and disappearing in the air.

     - Mukuro!

     - Oh ...... um ......

     Remaining completely naked, Mukuro bowed abruptly.

     However, to Shidou, who had exceeded his limit, Mukuro leaned in his stance when he collapsed backwards.

     - Gua-yah ...... !?

     He stroked the back of his head hard, giving a miserable cry.

     But if one asked for the root of the squeal, it would be mainly due to the clash of his previous wounds.

     Despite using a combination of abilities of <Gabriel>, <Haniel>, as well as <Camael>, for emergency treatment, under normal circumstances this would undoubtedly have been a fatal injury - Even death would not prove to be unlikely Of such affliction. Rather, it must be said that his reaction to the fall was commendable, given his condition.

     (I.e.

     Maybe tired of crying or exhausted all her resistance, Mukuro sent a yawn longing to sleep, while his chest was still soaked with the blood of Shidou.

     Shidou heaved a deep sigh of relief.

     - Mukuro ... thank you for believing in me ......

     Shidou loosened his neck as he stroked Mukuro's head as he looked up at the sky.

     ...... But how would I describe it? Shidou then discerned a kind of indescribably bad feeling.

     Obviously, he had just completed a super difficult task, but it was the kind of feeling of forgetting something very important.

     At that moment, as if to verify what Shidou was thinking, something from the sky came up to his sight at a tremendous speed.

     - What……!?

     Shidou opened his eyes in astonishment.

     As the flying object approached them, it quickly slowed down to land next to Shidou's head quietly.

     A dark skirt fluttered in the wind and embraced Shidou's gaze. It is true. He appeared there.

     - Pfft. I thought there was something to see, but in the end, this is the result, woman.

     The voice came from the Inverted Spirit Tohka, who should have been in the middle of an aerial battle against Origami.

     - To ... hka ...!

     Shidou held his breath as he moved to protect Mukuro, who slept on his chest.

     - ……Thank you. Thank you ... I ... I could ... stop ... Mukuro ......

     - Hmm, I do not care about that. Anyway, I can now kill two birds with a stone.

     Shidou was unable to look back as Tohka looked at them with murderous eyes.

     Mukuro's spiritual power was sealed and she had already lost consciousness. Likewise, it would be a mistake to assume that Shidou was in any reasonable condition to fight. Both were impotent against Tohka.

     - Uck-- Are you okay?

     Falling a few seconds behind Tohka, Origami came to a position a little far.

     However, both her limited astral clothing and her CR unit showed signs of damage. It seemed to be a conflict for even Origami to fight the inverted Tohka.

     - .........

     Tohka looked at Origami for a second before turning his attention to Shidou and Mukuro.

     Shidou could see himself exuding cold sweat.

     It is true; The supposed previous help was simply one of Tohka's fleeting whims. Only another could save them now. If he felt that way, Shidou and even Mukuro, as well as Origami, would all be killed.

     - Kuh ......

     Shidou placed Mukuro's body on the floor as gently as possible, before fighting the nauseous pain of standing up.

     The state of his body was beyond being considered bad. If one had to choose between a human and a zombie, it now looked more like the last.

     However, to return to Tohka to normal, Shidou summoned his strength and slowly raised his body, with one knee still on the ground.

     - Guh ...... ah, ugh ...

     - ...... Hmph.

     Tohka lowered his eyes condescendingly to Shidou as he looked with a cold glance. Then she grabbed him by the neck.

     - Guaa ...... !?

     - Itsuka-kun!

     Origami screamed as he prepared to attack Tohka.

     However, when Tohka glared at her, Origami stopped in his place without warning. At that distance, if Origami acted hastily against Tohka, Shidou's head would be the first to fly.

     (I.e.

     When Tohka looked at Shidou, whose face showed a grimace of suffering, slowly lifted Shidou's body up.

     Then he looked at Mukuro, who was sleeping on the floor, before saying something in a cold voice.

     - ... You have made a warrior so competent in a girl.

     - Guh ......

     Shidou saw that there was a flash of anger in his eyes that was stabbing daggers at him.

     However, the next moment, Tohka just glanced over and uttered something with an air of loneliness.

     - ...... My interest is gone.

     - Huh -

     After hearing the tone of Tohka's inverse voice, Shidou could not help but wonder in reply.

     However, that surprise was then overcome by an even greater bewilderment.

     Tohka, as she pressed into Shidou's neck, pressed her lips against Shidou's without any hesitation.

     - Uhmmm ... !?

     - Kya- !?

     The voices of Shidou and Origami overlapped as they both uttered exclamations of surprise at the same time.

     However, Tohka showed no sign of shame as he released the hand that clutched Shidou's neck.

     - .... ... Ow!

     As Shidou once more fell to the ground on his butt, the subsequent vibrations spread the pain through all of his body.

     Even as his face twisted in pain, Shidou did not take his eyes off Tohka.

     ... The black Astral dress of Tohka disintegrated into particles of light that were swept away by the wind.

     Tohka, who seemed as cold as ever, had a mysterious look in his eyes as he stared at Shidou before muttering something.

     - Do not leave Me…..

     - Huh ......?

     - Do not let Tohka feel sad.

     Suddenly he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

     - T-Tohka !?

     Shidou panicked when he saw Tohka's face as he collapsed.

     - Muu .........

     It was a very firm and soft sleeping face.

     Her facial features had changed again in her everyday expression. Feeling that the tension had left the atmosphere, Shidou breathed a sigh of relief before slipping limply over his head and knees.

     - Itsuka-kun, are you okay?

     Having been observing what had happened, Origami quickly approached him. Shidou grinned awkwardly as he waved his hand weakly.

     - At last ...... ah, no, as expected, things have finally settled.

     - Yes, that's ah! Such strong injuries ... We must treat you at the medical Realizer as soon as possible!

     - Ah ... that's true. Have Kotori and the others recovered their memories? We can not leave Mukuro and Tohka naked here. <Fraxinus> should come quickly from above ......

     So.

     Shidou stopped talking.

     No, it was semi-obligatory to stop halfway.

     ...... .Mukuro had unexpectedly pressed his lips against hers on the spot.

     - Pffuu ... Mu-Mukuro !?

     - ...... Hehe, in the bad precaution is man's greatest enemy, Nushi-sama.

     As Shidou's face flushed with embarrassment, Mukuro staggered as he displayed a bold smile.

     - W-What are you saying ...?

     "Did not you have a kiss on Tohka's lips before?"

     - Uhh ...

     Hearing what Mukuro had said, Shidou slightly frowned.

     He had even thought that Mukuro would have accepted his words. Contrary to expectations, he had not yet given up on monopolizing Shidou ....

     Mukuro, who had probably read his thoughts, giggled.

     Rest satisfied. You need not ... worry any more. Whatever Shidou aspires at, Muku will not be in discomfort. All together ...... we are a family.

     By saying that, her face had a reddish hue as if it were a bit timid.

     Seeing this, Shidou let out a brief sigh as he loosened his cheeks.

     - Mukuro ......

     - Nevertheless.

     Mukuro interrupted Shidou by putting his finger to his lips.

     "That fur ship is truly beautiful, is not it?" We are a family, anyway.

     She responded with a mischievous grin.

     - U ...

     - ...... The family is ... that kind of family ...

     Shidou began to worry about whether he could take responsibility for his pronouncements.

     Epilogue: Time to re-encounter.

     Although it was often said that the starry heavens had an unreachable kingdom. Shidou had actually wandered into outer space. In other words, it felt as if his body was falling into a shower of meteorites. Even if it was by mistake, he still did not think about capturing it in his palm.

     After all, the stars were beautiful because they were far away. As he stared up at the night sky full of stars stretching out into view, Shidou let out a slight sigh.

     A few days after sealing Mukuro's spiritual power, Shidou was on the roof of the House of Spirits next to Itsuka's residence, staring at the night sky.

     The reason was simple - next to Shidou was a sleeping girl who had really wanted this.

     -Mukuro.

     As Shidou shouted his name in a soft voice, Mukuro used his fingertips to move his long hair before he could see it in his line of sight.

     "Um, what is it, Nushi-sama?"

     - Is this really okay? If you want to see the stars, Kotori can prepare a better point of view for us

     ...

     - No need, Muku from now on will live here, right? Unfortunately, I will adapt here.

     - I see.

     As Shidou answered briefly, she slowly loosened her mouth and looked again at the stellar vaults of the sky.

     Then, looking at the twinkling stars, Shidou reached out his right hand and tried to open and close the palm of his hand several times.

     This was not to poetically grasp the stars inside his own hand, but simply to confirm whether the physical abilities of his right hand had returned to normal.

     Although Shidou's right hand had been, in a sense, destroyed on the battlefield, he was finally at the level of his previous dexterity after regeneration was completed.

     Well, that was to be expected. In order to quickly restore the part that had been lost to such an extent, there was no other option than to borrow the power of Camael and the medical device Realizer.

     However, treatment acclimatization, as well as Mukuro's concealment, was also performed as quickly as possible. It was thanks to the efforts of those who had regained their memories of Shidou after being sealed by.

     If one should say, after seeing his wounds, the Spirits thought, "If we had not forgotten Shidou, then this would never have happened." And so she had difficulty reassuring the spirits who blamed themselves for letting it happen in the first place.

     Instead, Mukuro's current status seemed almost deceptively cute, since he had heard Kotori's orders and had undergone several medical examinations.

     After his treatment and inspection were over today, Shidou saw Mukuro for the first time in a long time when she asked him to see the stars together.

     - In the old times"

     - Huh?

     As he explored the astronomical empyrean above, Mukuro murmured something almost inaudible, causing Shidou to turn his attention to her.

     - Muku often looked at the sky next to Ane-sama. Muku ...... really loves those moments.

     - Oh I see.

     Shidou was probably thinking the same thing as he answered in a low voice.

     That is to say, Shidou knew that using had created a pseudo bond between the two, allowing his memories to become tangled, what he had seen during a dream.

     In that dream, Shidou saw a sense of relief and happiness from the depths of his heart. Surely it must have been the emotions that Mukuro had memorized at the time.

     - Why ... ... at that time Muku did not perceive it? Ane-sama, my father and mother had loved Muku.

     - ... Mukuro.

     Shidou swung her neck from side to side before continuing.

     - You can not do anything about it, nobody wants to be alone, it's natural that we try to preserve our own place in some way ... ..I know you made a small mistake.

     - Nushi-sama ......

     Mukuro looked at Shidou before slowly lowering his eyes.

     - Yep ...... I have confidence that Nushi-sama resembles Muku. Maybe that's why ...... Muku is relieved when he is next to Nushi-sama.

     Mukuro's expression relaxed after finishing the sentence.

     Having said that, similar to how she had seen Mukuro's past sharing the same dream, it naturally meant that she had also seen her memories. It was then that Shidou felt rather shy, his cheeks flushed.

     - Hm, say, between those visions Muku finds an incomprehensible vision. "

     - Hey, what is it?

     - Why you, when you are alone in your home, you support your arms against your waist and say

     'Ougi Roaring Flash Blast Wave'.

     - Ahh, that has nothing to do with me. I bet you just dreamed of yourself.

     Shidou gave an indifferent reply as to protect himself from Mukuro's words. Mukuro, feeling strange, moved his neck thoughtfully.

     - Hmm ... seriously? ... Well.

     While she looked as if she was not entirely convinced, Mukuro looked back up at the sky.

     After a period of time, the two returned silently to their observation of stars.

     Ignoring how much time had passed, Mukuro uttered in a murmur.

     - Ne, Nushi sama.

     - Um, what's up?

     - Muku's hair ...... Would you help me cut it out?

     - Huh?

     In response to Mukuro's words, Shidou widened his eyes.

     When Shidou had previously offered to cut him ...... Mukuro had shown a strong feeling of rejection. In addition, the fight against Inverse Tohka had occurred precisely since she had accidentally cut off some strands of her hair.

     - Are you all right, Mukuro?

     - Um ... ..Muku prefers a new look.

     Mukuro seemed to reveal a sad smile as his fingers rolled his long hair forward.

     - Needless to say, Nushi-sama will cut it out for Muku, Ay? Except for the family, no one can put a finger on this hair.

     Then he said that in a joking tone.

     Shidou was stunned for a moment, then answered.

     "Ah, let me take care of that!"

     After nodding, Shidou gently touched Mukuro's head.

     

     Part 2

     The sound of the bell to which everyone was accustomed began to ring all over the school grounds. In the hallways of Raizen High School, students who had been talking to friends began to prepare for the class and head toward their respective classes.

     - Oh, it's time to go to the classroom. If we do not hurry, we will not.

     Almost late, Shidou entered the room as she gasped. He took off his scarf and used it to ventilate. The usual route to the school was frigid as always, but because of having entered a race halfway, Shidou was sweating a little.

     - Umu, it was dangerous because Origami wanted to get into Shidou's jacket in the middle of the road!

     - I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed and I have no words, I'd like to get into a hole if possible.

     After arriving at school, Tohka replied with folded arms. Origami, in a rare display of remorse, decided to tilt his head down. However, the next moment, he tucked his head into the hem of Shidou's jacket.

     - Uwah !?

     "O-Hey, you do not regret anything, do you?"

     - I just tried to get in because there was a hole, there's nothing wrong.

     - Many things are wrong!

     Once again, Tohka and Origami began to argue and fight. Shidou sighed a little and tried to persuade them to stop.

     A month had passed since the end of that event. The remains of the previous battle had been completely repaired, and the city of Tenguu also returned to its old and habitual days.

     The mental states of Tohka and Origami have stabilized again.

     Of course, that he had lost his base, he was looking to rebuild his headquarters. Likewise, the goal of DEM to catch the Spirits had not changed at all.

     But in this way, the city was restored to a quiet state to the point that it could enjoy its daily life once more.

     There were concerns as to whether everyone could get along with Mukuro and if she still had any discomfort. However, Mukuro soon received a:

     - Ahhh! So cute, so cute, so cute ahh! Small and soft, a guy who has not appeared until now.

     Ahhhh! - From Miku.

     His habits of familiarizing himself with the other Spirits occurred faster than expected. Rather, it would be better to say that she was subjected to a solidarity response ... which probably came from being the same victims of the same treatment. Well, it seemed he was now keeping a watchful eye on Miku.

     - Okay, okay, calm down. It's time to go to the classroom. Even though we run here, we will still be late.

     - Muu ... Good. Do not make any more trouble for Shidou. "

     - It is understood.

     Shidou stood between them and tried to appease the conflict. Hearing their words, Origami and Tohka obediently accepted a truce. Rather, Shidou believed from the bottom of his heart that they became so because of being on opposite sides.

     At that time - the arrival of Tohka had been accompanied by earthquakes and Origami had fought to repel it along with the AST. If one looked from that perspective, then things have not really changed.

     Mukuro too - no, each Spirit must be able to understand each other. However, looking at Tohka and Origami, it seemed somewhat moral that Shidou pulled out of a dream instead of being a real idea.

     - Mu? What is it, Shidou?

     - Are not you going to enter the classroom?

     - Huh? Oh, it's okay, we have to hurry.

     After listening to his two words, Shidou smirked as he murmured.

     Shidou rolled up his scarf and walked through the door in room 2-4. Then he sat down in his usual seat.

     ….But then.

     - ... Huh?

     Shidou unconsciously paused.

     He seemed to be wrapped in an atmosphere that was far above the usual.

     How could I describe it? She was annoyed and uneasy about not paying attention to anything.

     As for why, the immediate cause soon became prevalent.

     There was a girl sitting right in front of Shidou.

     - What…

     When she paused for a moment to breathe, the girl seemed to notice that Shidou had discovered her presence. His eyes and lips rose pleasantly to a slight degree.

     Dark lacquered black hair and a perfect ceramic skin. This was not a form of speech, that is, in these words he described a lovely and beautiful girl.

     - You are……

     When Shidou emitted a nervous voice, the cherry lips of the girl turned into a smile and they moved.

     - Fufufu. Good morning, Shidou-san. I've been waiting a long time. "

     - What….?

     - Shidou.

     Tohka and Origami immediately responded as if to prevent Shidou from advancing.

     However, instead of being wary of Tohka and Origami, the girl simply laughed cheerfully.

     - Wow, what's the problem? Class time is about to begin.

     - Do not mess with us! What are you planning?

     - Why are you here?

     Tohka and Origami looked at the girl without letting her guards down. The girl looked at Shidou as she made strange movements with her hands as if she were calling.

     - Ufufu. I have decided to return to school today. Please take care of me again. Tohka-san, Origami-san and -Shidou-san.

     The worst Spirit, Torisaki Kurumi, said it with a smile so gentle and at the same time radiating madness.

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     Words of the Author.

     It is a pleasure to be back after a long time. I am Tachibana Koushi. This time, I introduce you to Date a Live - Volume 15 Mukuro Family; How are you? I would love to have it to your liking.

     With this, the last bow of Mukuro has concluded. Not only that, but a lot of things I always wanted to do were achieved and collected. To be specific, the Origami Combat Realizer unit +

     Limited Astral Dress, as well as Mukuro's inversion. I am extremely happy to have written these two aspects of the story. Apart from those that comprise some extra lines like the chest pain of Mukuro.

     So why on the cover of this volume is Inverse Tohka?

     Originally, he had planned Mukuro's inverted appearance to be on deck, but for the purpose of giving a surprise effect, the current deck was taken instead. And, somehow, it emits an inexplicable moe sense - "Thank you for knowing" - a very nice attitude.

     I would also like to point out that the cafeteria billboard service in the background, though out of sight on the cover, said, 'The recent popular soy desserts made by the maids are an unlimited edition just this week ♡' ...... Maybe Shingen mochi? It seems that the culture of soy paste in the city of Tenguu has touched the hearts of its people.

     The publication of this book has been a great success in every way because of the combined efforts of many parties.

     I am very grateful to illustrator Tsunako-sensei for drawing such adorable illustrations in every publication. Inverse Tohka casual clothing is so adorable. Editor-sama too, thanks for your hard work. For the designer Kusano-san, everyone in the publishing and business department, the logistics division and the retail sector, together with you holding this book at this time, all who have contributed to this title, I would like to extend My sincere gratitude.

     The next release will be in December - Date A Live - Encore 6.

     Since the one that intrigues everyone has made its appearance in the epilogue, I hope that the sixteenth volume can also be published soon. Jijiji.

     As for your arrival, which way will Shidou take? Please wait and see.

     Well then, I look forward to our next meeting. August 2016, Tachibana Koushi.