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Kaito:  It was like a hollow vessel, with all the desolate solitude of everything having ended and the faint hope that something new would begin. It was a place truly deserving of the name “the World’s End.” And in that legendary land, Kaito Sena was currently freezing to death. “I’m s-so c-cold! Cold, cold, cold, cold, c-c-c-c-cold!”
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Hina:  “Please, Master Kaito, pull yourself together! Oh, if only my surface area were a hundred times larger!”
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Vlad:  “Hmm, I feel as though I just saw a vision of Kaito being fatally crushed.”
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Kaito:  Despite being wrapped in Hina’s tight embrace, Kaito was shivering. For the last little while, Hina had been laudably trying to warm him up with her own body. Just as she’d said, though, she lacked the surface area to cover him completely. Other than his face, which was buried in her opulent chest, Kaito was suffering an utter defeat at the hands of the cold.
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Elisabeth:  As she gazed at his frozen visage, Elisabeth nodded. “’Tis true, though. The temperature is such that no human would withstand it unprepared.”
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Jeanne:  “The World’s End is a place of purity. In other words, this ain’t no place for respectable creatures to try survivin’.”
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Kaito:  “H-h-how the hell are you two not cold in those r-r-ridiculous getups? !” Kaito couldn’t stop himself from crying out. Elisabeth and Jeanne, in stark defiance of what they’d just said, seemed to be perfectly fine. Vlad was a phantasm, and Hina was an automaton. It made sense for the two of them not to feel the cold. But the fact that Elisabeth and Jeanne seemed unaffected as well made no sense. After all, the amount of fabric comprising the Torture Princess’s bondage dresses barely even rose to the level of “sparse.”
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Jeanne:  Jeanne appeared dumbfounded by Kaito’s exclamation. She shrugged her exposed shoulders. “Allow me to pose you a question, mister. Why should any mage complain about the cold in a land as rich in mana as this? What, you think you classify as ‘respectable’?! You’re like some sorta masochist perv who owns clothes but walks around naked anyway!”
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Elisabeth:  “’Tis just as Jeanne says. Using your mana better would serve you well. Are you ready? Hold the sensation of a lit fire within the pit of your stomach. Then form a layer of warmth in the air around… Wait, no. Stop. You were just on the verge of immolation, no?”
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Kaito:  “Y-y-yeah, that’s right, I a-a-almost caught on fire! I’m bad at that f-f-fiddly magic stuff, okay, and I’m cold!” As smoke sputtered from the top of his head, Kaito continued shivering.
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Vlad:  Then Vlad returned, seemingly having grown bored of observing the scenery. He shook his head in exasperation. “I take it you intend to secede, then, my dear successor? It’s a pitiful way to die, to be certain, but it is what it is. Partings are always sudden and always sorrowful. As comical of a farewell as it is, perhaps that, too, lends it deeper significance.”
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Kaito:  “Listen here, you.