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A few weeks have passed since the battle with Iris. The Ambrosia was completed, and having annulled her contract with the World's Eye, Ms. Naruse was set free. One could say that the threat Iris posed was essentially gone. But... the Sophie that appeared on that day wasn't really Sophie. Yoichi and Iris are still connected. Both of those facts meant that we likely still had battles to fight ahead of us. We would need to fight Yoichi, who was still lying in wait somewhere in this city. But now wasn't the time for that yet. We still have things to do. Haruka: "I-I feel like I stick out like a huge, sore thumb..." Kakeru: "...Same. I'm not used to places like this... I'm pretty nervous." Haruka and I anxiously look around the hall. We had Kujo pull all the strings she could to sneak us into this party. Not that we came here out of any desire to feel like celebs... Noa: "...I have a visual on the target." I hear Yuuki's voice from my small headset. I turn my eyes to the entrance at once. ... There. Haruka: "Target confirmed." Miyako: "I have her confirmed, too." Sora: "Heheh, this is cool. It's like we're spies. Love the atmosphere." Noa: "Stay focused, Sora." Sora: "Yeah, sorry." Miyako: "Ah, I'm losing her..." Kakeru: "Don't worry, I still see her." I casually keep the target in my field of vision. It's a female student who also happens to be the president of a company, and has recently become the talk of the town... We suspect her of misusing an Artifact's power to increase her company's influence. Kakeru: "...Haruka." Haruka: "Yes, I saw it." A Stigma appeared on the girl's hand as she shook hands with a middle-aged man. Kakeru: "She just used a power. She's a confirmed User." Noa: "Roger. Keep an eye on her for now." Kakeru: "Roger." Haruka: "I hope she can be reasoned with..." Kakeru: "Yeah... Except it doesn't look like she has any qualms about using her power." Haruka: "She used it on a person she shook hands with... Does that mean her power is based on mind control?" Kakeru: "Could be. She probably manipulates other people into making her deals successful, or something like that..." Haruka: "In a way, it's like a weaker version of my power... She uses her power to gain the upper hand, making negotiations easier." Kakeru: "I'd rather not inject her with the medicine forcefully. We'd definitely end up fighting afterwards." Haruka: "Yes, I agree... I hope we can finish this peacefully." Kakeru: "But she's using her power to make a profit, so I can't help but feel we'll end up fighting anyway." That concludes our idle chatter, though. The target is on the move. Kakeru: "The target's leaving the premises." Haruka: "Do we go after her?" Sora: "Ah, I'm tailing her already~" Miyako: "I'm there, too. Looks like... she's alone for now." Noa: "That's our chance. All right... Commence the mission." Kakeru: "Roger." Haruka: "Roger that." Haruka and I exchange glances and nod. Our job is to retrieve the Artifact. If she's using it prudently, that's fine. She would let us take custody of it for a short while in that case, too. But if she's using it for ill intentions... We can't leave her be. We'd have to retrieve that Artifact. All the Artifacts need to be collected if this town is to regain its peace. Our battle won't end until then. Kakeru: "Let's go, Haruka." Haruka: "Yes!" ???: "Ah, I finally connected with you." ???: "Well? Can you hear me?" ???: "..." ???: "Looks like reaching mutual understanding is gonna be difficult. Can you even see me, to begin with? I can't help but be a bit suspicious..." ???: "I can't see you either... I can make out your presence, but that's it. We're connected, but only just... That sums up our situation." ???: "Well, no matter. My voice seems to be reaching you, so I'll just talk away, if you don't mind." ???: "You probably already know, but I'll introduce myself. It is the first time I'm speaking to you directly, after all." Sophitia: "I am Sophitia. That's right, that Sophitia. And not an illusory body either, but the real thing." Sophitia: "Finding you took quite the effort. The world you're in is further away than I imagined." Sophitia: "But enough of that... Let's get to the main issue." Sophitia: "There's a great deal to touch on, but... Right, let's start with Iris." Sophitia: "There's something I haven't told Kakeru, but I'll tell you everything." Sophitia: "Iris was a researcher of magic. Not a mage, just a researcher. She didn't have any talent for magic, you see." Sophitia: "She loved magic more than anyone, and understood it better than everyone else, but her lack of talent meant she couldn't handle using it." Sophitia: "That's why her standing was so low, and as knowledgeable as she was, no one respected her for it. I'll even go so far as to say that she was loathed." Sophitia: "They forced her to take on the bothersome job of collecting the Artifacts that leaked out of our world, because they saw her as a useless lackey." Sophitia: "I'm sure you've asked yourself why Iris had to collect the Artifacts alone. Well, that's why." Sophitia: "No one cared whether they plunged other worlds into chaos. So they ordered a single, low-ranking researcher to retrieve the Artifacts." Sophitia: "Iris gained the Naruse family's assistance and retrieved the Artifacts. And that was her turning point." Sophitia: "To Iris, who couldn't use any magic, the Artifacts were an alluring tool." Sophitia: "And so she began to wonder. Did she really need to hand over the Artifacts she retrieved? Couldn't she make them her own?" Sophitia: "The mages didn't think this mission was of any importance, and so there was no one to monitor her. At that point, it was perfectly possible for her to obtain a large number of Artifacts." Sophitia: "And, well... you know the rest. Iris gave in to the temptation." Sophitia: "And..." Sophitia: "And I... the one who resists that temptation and retrieves the Artifacts..." Sophitia: "Yes... I, too, am Iris. The same Iris as that woman." Sophitia: "The Iris who submitted to that temptation then caused chaos to break loose in the world in order to obtain all the Artifacts." Sophitia: "And the Iris who managed to withstand that temptation, founded Sephirot to protect the world, and strictly safeguarded the Artifacts." Sophitia: "My choice made the world branch off. Split off into so many branches that we can no longer interfere with one another." Sophitia: "The witch who destroys the world, Iris. The saint who protects the world, Iris. Both of them exist within 'me'." Sophitia: "But since I'm nowhere near lovely enough to be called a saint, I call myself Sophitia now. That's what it means." Sophitia: "Iris wasn't pretending to be me. She wasn't imitating my voice or my illusory form." Sophitia: "We were one and the same to begin with, and so we look and sound the same. That's all there is to it." Sophitia: "Through the World's Eye, we could perceive that another version of ourselves exists. But we could only perceive it, not interfere with one another." Sophitia: "But since the door to this world opened, things have changed. I never imagined... I would cross paths with my other self in another world." Sophitia: "That I would finally... get a chance to correct my mistakes." Sophitia: "There's something I must ask of you. I want you to destroy that witch, Iris." Sophitia: "I would have preferred to do it myself... But like I've told you, I'm only a researcher, and I only possess a precious few Artifacts." Sophitia: "I don't have the vast power that witch does. In other words... I'm weak. I can't destroy her on my own." Sophitia: "So I have no other recourse but to rely on you." Sophitia: "As for a method of destroying her... I'm sorry. I haven't found it yet. But I'm sure you'll be able to defeat her." Sophitia: "The key lies in the nine Users." Sophitia: "Kakeru." Sophitia: "Miyako." Sophitia: "Sora." Sophitia: "Haruka." Sophitia: "Noa." Sophitia: "Satsuki." Sophitia: "Yoichi." Sophitia: "Renya." Sophitia: "And..." Sophitia: "You." Sophitia: "Aah... I can faintly feel your emotions. This feeling is confusion, correct?" Sophitia: "You don't understand your power yet, after all... Fret not. I shall explain it to you." Sophitia: "I do feel bad for Kakeru, but... he's not the User of Overlord." Sophitia: "Kakeru's Artifact is a fragment of the World's Eye. He took it into his body when he was injured. That's the truth of it, it seems." Sophitia: "Since it's but a fragment, it lacks the power to observe other branches, but it does manifest a different power." Sophitia: "The power to open doors to other worlds." Sophitia: "That's right. Kakeru possesses a gate of his own. And through that power, he connected to you—the ninth." Sophitia: "I believe that at this point, it's all clicking into place for you. That's right, you're the ninth one... The Kakeru of another world. An identical existence to Kakeru, who shares the same soul as him." Sophitia: "Using the Gate, you connected to Kakeru. And from within Kakeru, you observed the world and interfered with it." Sophitia: "In other words... It is you who possesses Overlord." Sophitia: "Overlord crossed through Kakeru's Gate, and came into the possession of the ninth one—your possession." Sophitia: "I know not with what form it reached you, but you used its power to resonate with Kakeru and change fate." Sophitia: "You guided fate to a better conclusion. And so, I believe you will be able to grasp a future where the witch can be defeated." Sophitia: "A ruler of the world, like you, can surely do it." Sophitia: "..." Sophitia: "Your reaction to this is so apathetic I have to wonder how much you truly understand... But whatever the case, I put my hopes in you. I hope you understand that much." Sophitia: "That is all. I hope you will meet my expectations." Sophitia: "...Oh, yes, one more thing. Calling you 'the ninth' all the time feels a bit tasteless. May I christen you?" Sophitia: "I came up with it on the spot, and I know not how it sounds in your world's tongue, so don't come to me with complaints if it's not to your liking." Sophitia: "Now then, this time our conversation is truly over. I'm counting on you..." Sophitia: "Nine."
Sophitia: "Why, good afternoon. Or perhaps, good evening?" Sophitia: "I suppose it's Kakeru's World's Eye being imperfect that's to blame. It's quite hard trying to find you. I'm glad that I was able to safely open a connection again." Sophitia: "Just a moment ago—well, it might not be a moment ago to you, but... Oh well, the minor details aren't really important." Sophitia: "I know I said our conversation was over, but before you leap headlong into meddling with fate, there is something that I need to confirm with you." Sophitia: "I'll come right out and ask. You haven't been able to master Overlord, have you?" Sophitia: "..." Sophitia: "Just as unresponsive as ever, I see. Though I do detect a hint of hesitation..." Sophitia: "Anyway, I don't really need you to confirm it. If you had completely mastered Overlord, then you wouldn't be so troubled at my bringing up the subject." Sophitia: "Judging from your methods of intervening thus far, I assume that you are unable to freely observe the infinite number of branches, as well?" Sophitia: "..." Sophitia: "...No point in asking questions here, I see. It is obvious that you haven't mastered it yet, since you're not even able to communicate with me." Sophitia: "If Overlord has the specs that legend states, then it's a complete upgrade to the World's Eye." Sophitia: "In other words, whatever I can do, you should be able to do. No, it is what you need to able to do. After all, you'd be the ruler of the world." Sophitia: "I'll be personally disappointed if the User of Overlord persists in being pathetic." Sophitia: "Which is why you need to raise your proficiency. I will assist you in that." Sophitia: "As for the communication issue, whatever. It's not terribly important anyway." Sophitia: "Your issue is not being able to freely observe and interfere." Sophitia: "I'll convey the image I have when I recognize other branches." Sophitia: "Concentrate. Here it comes."
Noa: "The strategy?" Kakeru: "Use Sora's ability to lay an ambush on the shrine grounds. When the three appear, Miyako reads their minds with her ability." Miyako: "Once I can confirm the culprit, I take their Artifact and nullify it, right?" Kakeru: "Yeah, and if we get found out..." Noa: "It will be my turn, yes?" Kakeru: "Yeah, I'm counting on you if that happens. Let's have Sora use her ability and wait in the shrine grounds for them." Sora: "Um, so, as much as I want to form a defensive line..." Kakeru: "What's wrong?" Sora: "There's something I noticed this morning. I think that the more people there are, the more diluted the effects of my power become." Miyako: "We have four here. Is that too rough on you?" Sora: "I don't think that it means there won't be any effect at all, but I do think it gets way weaker than when it's on one or two people." Noa: "A support Enchant. The bigger the area of effect, the weaker it gets." Sora: "Right, something like that. So, what I'm saying is, don't assume that my power is covering you at all times, because you might get easily spotted." Kakeru: "Ah, now I see your point." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "If things go south, then prioritize yourself and Miyako." Sora: "What 'bout you, broski?" Kakeru: "Cancel your power's effects on me. I'm a man, so I can manage. Yuuki is strong, too. Right?" Noa: "...Yes, I'll be fine." Kakeru: "Then let's go. Counting on you, too, Miyako." Miyako: "Yeah, I'll do my best." We start walking into the shrine grounds. We only get a few steps in before realizing that Yuuki isn't budging from where she stands, so we turn around. Kakeru: "What's wrong?" Noa: "One thing." Kakeru: "Yeah?" Noa: "...I don't plan on acting as a shield for Kujo-san." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "The fact that you trusted me without confirming my ability was simply because you wanted a decoy." Noa: "You were never depending on my power from the start. Isn't that right?"
Noa: "...Right on time." Kakeru: "Whoa!" A murmur comes from behind me. I turn around to see Yuuki step out from behind a tree. What's with that weird entrance? And what does she mean by "right on time"? We never agreed on a time to meet. I guess she's already gotten into her chuuni persona. Noa: "Don't turn around. Keep your eyes forward." Kakeru: "Huh? Why?" Noa: "There's no telling if our enemies are watching. It would be prudent not to let them know we're working together." Kakeru: "Uhh. Okay." You do realize anyone walking by can see you there, right? In fact, even if I don't turn around it's gonna be obvious to anybody who sees us that the two of us are talking. But if I point that stuff out, she'll probably just do something even crazier, so I play along. Noa: "You're meeting with the girl we met last night, correct? Empress." Kakeru: "Huh? Yeah, my sister is. Kujo's there for support, too." Noa: "To what end?" Kakeru: "Huh? Sorry, didn't hear you." Noa: "To what end." Kakeru: "Oh. No clue. She just said she wanted to be friends with Sora." Noa: "Friends? For a woman called Empress, she's surprisingly easygoing." Kakeru: "Umm, sorry, but..." Noa: "Yes?" Kakeru: "You're so quiet I can't hear you." Noa: "Haahh..." Sighing, Yuuki walks over and sits beside me. Yeah, you don't actually care if people see us talking, do you? Knew it. Noa: "You say she's uncomfortable around men." Kakeru: "Yeah, that's what her message said." Noa: "Are you sure she didn't simply say that to remove you from the game?" Kakeru: "It's possible. But there'll be a crowd at Nine Ball, so I don't think she'll try anything funny there." Noa: "I suppose we'll see." Kakeru: "If anything happens I'll rush over." Noa: "How dedicated. In that case, I shall conclude my business quickly." She takes out her phone and fiddles with it for a bit. A second later, my phone buzzes. Noa: "I've forwarded you the data. Please confirm the information." I obediently take out my smartphone and look at her message. Oh, nice. Kakeru: "You got a picture of them." Noa: "Indeed. I took it while you were arguing. Unfortunately, it's rather blurry." Kakeru: "It was pretty dark out, so I can't blame you. Thanks, though. This'll make it easier to look for them." Noa: "Can I take that to mean you have yet to discover their identities, aside from Empress?" Kakeru: "Yeah. I'm thinking they're third-years, but..." Noa: "I see. I did some investigating on the hooded woman. I can say with some confidence that she's unlikely to be in my year at Kuho." Noa: "It's possible she's a student there, but I cannot say for certain. Her face was half-covered, so I don't have enough information to work with." Kakeru: "I'll keep digging into the girl, but my priority is figuring out who Commander is." Noa: "Very well. If we're able to discern his name and address, then we will be able to negotiate from a position of strength." Kakeru: "It'd be nice if they're the kind of guys who get spooked just 'cause we learn their identity." Noa: "The fact that they are hiding their identities is proof of their guilty conscience. If their personal information will deter them from their evil ways, then we should use it without hesitation." With that, Yuuki gets to her feet. Kakeru: "Going already?" Noa: "Indeed. That was all I had to say."
It's been about forty minutes or so since they left. Just as the sky turns totally dark, Kosaka-senpai and Yuuki return to my place ahead of the others. They plop down a bag filled with an assortment of snacks and drinks. Kakeru: "Where's Sora and Kujo?" Noa: "They said the meat was too expensive." Kakeru: "Huh? Meat?" Haruka: "They went to check another store to see if it's cheaper there..." Noa: "So the two of us decided to head back first." Kakeru: "Ahhh... That makes sense, considering Kujo's the one in charge of the shopping..." Noa: "Is she always like that?" Kakeru: "Yep, she's the frugal type." Noa: "I would have never guessed... Isn't she the daughter of the head of the Corona Group?" Haruka: "She seems like she'd make a great wife..." Kakeru: "Haha, maybe." Haruka: "..." Haruka: "N-Niimi-san, are girls like Kujo-san...?" Kakeru: "...?" Haruka: "Uh, n-no, err... Ah, could I use your bathroom...?" Kakeru: "Ahh, sure. Go ahead." Haruka: "Thank... you..." Senpai exits the living room, and Yuuki sits down right across from me. Noa: "So... When are the pizzas getting here?" Kakeru: "Maybe another fifteen minutes? I just ordered them. Didn't want them to get here too soon or they'd get cold." Noa: "I see." Noa: "..." Noa: "On the way back here..." Kakeru: "Mm?" Noa: "Haruka... asked me about some stuff." Kakeru: "What'd she—Oh wait, guess I shouldn't pry." Noa: "I won't go into detail, but..." Noa: "..." Noa: "Haruka might not be an asset to us." Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "She's afraid. Afraid of her own power." Kakeru: "What? Why?" Noa: "..." Noa: "Never mind, forget I said anything. I shouldn't have stuck my nose in her business." Noa: "Just... considering this is a mission where failure is not an option, I do not think Haruka ought to be on the roster." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Did she say that to you?" Noa: "No." Kakeru: "Then I'm going to pretend this conversation never happened, like you suggested." Noa: "...Very well." Kakeru: "Not happy with that?" Noa: "I would have been disappointed in you, had you agreed." Kakeru: "So you were testing me?" Noa: "Maybe? Who's to say?" Yuuki chuckles nonchalantly. Normally, I would have given up on trying to deal with her and just awkwardly laughed back, but—
Sophitia : "I see you've returned. Welcome back." Sophitia : "It's great that we can accurately share information thanks to the new branch being opened. I may have said that I would be keeping an eye on Kakeru, but it seems the surveillance is actually pretty lax." Sophitia : "It wasn't as though I was slacking either. It's because I already knew that he wasn't a bad person, so I decided it wasn't necessary to keep my eyes on him around the clock." Sophitia : "But I'm covering all my bases. I am recording everything he does." Sophitia : "Basically, I have a firm grasp on how you've intervened, as well." Sophitia : "Since establishing mutual communication is hard, I'm going to try to back you up the best I possibly can." Sophitia : "Well, boasting to someone who doesn't really react just feels hollow..." Sophitia : "Are you actually able to hear my voice in the first place? If I find out that you can't hear me and I've been talking to myself, it's going to bring me to tears." Sophitia : "Well, whatever. I see that you've tried multiple avenues, but you still haven't been able to solve the Noa problem." Sophitia : "Getting to a path of fate where they defeat Iris with minimal intervention would be the best possible outcome, but this isn't the time to skimp on our efforts." Sophitia : "Seems you'll have to take your time and confront Noa the old-fashioned way. Either that, or search for a different way to defeat Iris." Sophitia : "That is about all I can suggest. Per usual, I'll leave the method up to you." Sophitia : "That is all. Keep up the good work, Nine."
Sora: "Jeez, about time you got here!" Going against the flow of students heading towards school, Sora approaches me. Sora: "Boy, you're a slowpoke. Try getting here faster. What, did you stop at the convenience store?" Kakeru: "Yeah, I bought my lunch." Sora: "You're breaking my heart. Here I am with Mom's homemade lunch, and my dear brother is stuck with a cheap sandwich off a store shelf." Kakeru: "You know, I haven't had Mom's food in a good while." Sora: "You should just visit home. You're close enough." Kakeru: "Ahh, that's true. If I felt so inclined." Sora: "...?" Kakeru: "What's wrong?" Sora: "Y'know, broman... Hmm..." Kakeru: "What?" Sora: "Is something up?" Kakeru: "'Something' like what?" Sora: "No, wait, I'm the one asking the question here." Kakeru: "And I asked YOU what was up before that." Sora: "Well, if you must know, there's something kinda strange about how you're acting..." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Hm? Why did you just make a face?" Kakeru: "I didn't make a face." Sora: "Don't lie! You DID make a face!" Kakeru: "Quit yelling. Man, dealing with you this early in the morning is really exhausting." Sora: "Hey, enough with those remarks in that dire tone. Words hurt and my feelings bruise really easy!" Kakeru: "Just shut up already." Sora: "God, you're a jerk!" I proceed along my way, halfheartedly handling Sora all the while, until— Haruka: "U-Um, no, I... I apologize... Please, would you mind...?" I find Kosaka-senpai in front of us amidst a sea of random guys. Sora: "Wow, look at that. She's a regular boy magnet. They're treating her like royalty." Kakeru: "True, but she doesn't seem all that happy about it." Sora: "That's the kind of treatment I expect from my brother dearest." Kakeru: "My princess, might I ask you to keep your mouth closed?" Sora: "Why, certainly." Sora: "Hey, wait, up yours! Asking me to politely shut up still hurts, jerk!" Kakeru: "We're slipping past this circus." Sora: "Yes, sir. Right away, sir." Haruka: "R-Really, um, please...!" As we pass by Senpai and the crowd, I look at her from the corner of my eye. I know it's just because she hasn't been able to control her ability yet, but a part of me wants to help her out. ... Actually, maybe I should. I need to make friends with Kosaka-senpai as well. But I also intend on preventing the petrification incident in this branch. If my plan works out, Yoichi won't be working in secret using Ghost. Given that, it'd be unlikely that Rig Veda would be formed. Which means, if I don't act now, I just might lose my chance to get to know Kosaka-senpai. That would be bad. Terrible. Sora: "Wait a sec, broski! You're looking back and stealing glimpses WAY too much." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Hm? What's up? Why aren't you walking?" Kakeru: "Excuse me there!" Sora: "Huh? Wait, where are you going?" I turn around and call out to Kosaka-senpai. Haruka: "I'm sorry. Um, but really, could you all..." Kosaka-senpai doesn't turn my way, probably not thinking that I'm calling out to her specifically. So I give it another go. Kakeru: "Excuse me, you there." Haruka: "...?" She finally looks my way. Though it doesn't seem like she knows that I'm trying to talk to her and is just reacting to the call itself. Seeing that, I make strong eye contact and start speaking to her. Kakeru: "Are you all right?" Haruka: "Huh? Oh... Huh?" Seems she finally notices my presence. Haruka: "Um... Err..." Kakeru: "I can take care of these guys if they're bothering you." Haruka: "Oh, umm... uh..." Haruka: "..." Sora: "Hold up, broski. I think you calling out to her is bothering her here." Kakeru: "Sorry to just call out to you out of nowhere. If you'll excuse me." Haruka: "Oh... uh-huh..." I turn around and start walking away. I think this'll do for now. I need to come up with a way to become her friend in the meantime. Sora: "You spooked me. What's up with you? First yesterday, now today." Kakeru: "Did I do something yesterday?" Sora: "You helped out the Corona Group heiress, didn't you?" Kakeru: "Oh yeah." Sora: "You're not the type to do stuff like that." Kakeru: "I'm a man who NEVER leaves a person in trouble behind." Sora: "Look at you trying to look cool spouting nonsense. What, are you one of those guys desperate for a girlfriend? And that's why you're firing off in all directions? Well?!" Kakeru: "Why are you snapping at me? Damn, you're so annoying." Sora: "You're kind to complete strangers, but you won't give your own flesh and blood the time of day!" Kakeru: "I only do something if it's worth it." Sora: "Ugh, so you DO have an ulterior motive. You're the freaking worst. Blech." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Could you stop it with the cold attitude?!" I let Sora's badmouthing go in one ear and out the other as I head inside the school building. I give my idiot sister a cold glare as she tries to follow me to my classroom, and then climb the stairs. I arrive. I put down my bag and breathe easy in my seat. Yoichi: "Morning! And morning! And morning to you, too!" A chipper voice echoes through the classroom. I start to feel butterflies in my stomach. Does Yoichi already have the Evil Eye or is it still too early? Either way, it goes down tonight. Yoichi: "Good morning t'ya, Kakeru." Kakeru: "Sup." I reply to him, trying to stay as composed as I can. Yoichi: "How'd things go yesterday?" Kakeru: "With the festival, you mean?" Yoichi: "Yeah, that. You did go, right?" Kakeru: "Earthquake shut it down, so it might've just sucked even more than last year." Yoichi: "Man oh man. And after all that effort they put into making the merch, too." Kakeru: "Too long since that anime aired to stay relevant. They were really pushing it." Yoichi: "Yeah, but I have a feeling they might hold it again next year." We continue the idle chit-chat with one another. Satsuki: "Okay, everyone to your seats. Homeroom is starting." The bell rings and Ms. Naruse steps into the classroom. Satsuki: "Everyone's here, right? Well, I don't really have any announcements to make, but..." I half-listen to her speaking. I wonder if Iris is already prepping to take control of Ms. Naruse. I have to act as fast as possible. The more time winds down, the bigger the handicap due to Iris's soul getting accustomed to Ms. Naruse's body. The problem is: HOW do we pull Iris out of there? Fate is already going to branch off because I decided to stop Yoichi and prevent the fire at school tomorrow. I won't know what's going to happen in the future anymore. Kakeru: "..." I have a rocky road ahead of me, but I have no choice but to settle each problem one by one. First, I'll talk to Yuuki after school.\nThe rest comes after that. Yoichi: "I really wish they had janitors to do the cleanup duty instead." Kakeru: "I hear you, man." Yoichi's complaints go in one ear and out the other as I sweep the hallway. I had forgotten about the cleanup duty. Maybe I should give Yuuki a call to tell her I'll be a little late. Yoichi: "Hey, what are you doing?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Yoichi: "What are you fiddlin' with your phone for?" Kakeru: "Just sending a little text." Yoichi: "We're in the middle of cleanup, Kakeru-san." Kakeru: "Just give me a second." Yoichi: "If you have time to play on your phone, you have time to listen to what I have to say." Kakeru: "I'm listening, I'm listening. Yeah, man, that's crazy." Yoichi: "I know, right? Wait, what's crazy? Half-assed replies have a limit, Kakeru-kun." I randomly reply as I send my message. I get a reply right away accompanied with a bear sticker, saying, "Okay. I'll be drinking my tea and waiting." All right, now to finish up sweeping and— Satsuki: "Niimi-kun, care to step inside?" Kakeru: "Hmm?" I lift my head upon hearing my name. I see Ms. Naruse waving me over from the classroom. Next to her stands Kujo, looking distressed. Oh yeah. I forgot. Yoichi: "Ah, y'see? That's what you get for playing on your phone. You're gonna get an earful for sure." Kakeru: "All right, off to grovel for forgiveness, then." I stand the broom against the wall and go into the classroom. Kakeru: "Is this about a lost item?" Satsuki: "Oh, you're a good guesser." Kakeru: "Oh, no, I mean, we talked yesterday about possibly turning it in to you, that's all." I make up a convincing enough excuse. I need to be more careful about this.\nOtherwise, I'll go jumping the gun to avoid any pointless back-and-forths due to me having prior knowledge. Satsuki: "Niimi-kun, have you noticed anything out of the ordinary?" Miyako: "N-No, um...!" Satsuki: "You showed that thing to Niimi-kun, right?" Miyako: "W-Well, yes, I did." Kakeru: "Oh, did something happen?" I ask in a scripted way. The lost hair clip in question, i.e. the Artifact, would be next to her whenever she blinked. And Kujo felt uneasy about that and decided to talk to Ms. Naruse. I'll spare the details, but that's what they go over. Miyako: "Even I think it's ludicrous, but I'm terrified by it." Satsuki: "And that's why you wanted me to exorcise it, right?" Miyako: "Right. I heard that the shrine's sacred relic shattered yesterday. I thought maybe that was related." This is the point where Kujo should be wrapping her head around what the Artifact is. She's not going to be jumping for joy like, "Woo-hoo! I got superpowers!" No, the reason she's fretting so much is because of what her ability is. The power to "steal" things from others. Kujo is worried about whether it reflects who she really is on the inside. I could try to cheer her up and say, "That power simply came to you by chance. Don't worry about it." But I don't think... Oh, right. I'm supposed to walk home with her after this, if I remember right. Would giving her a quick rundown on the way and having her join me in my talk with Yuuki work out? No reason to wait until the fire, I suppose.\nIf I can move things ahead of schedule, I should. Satsuki: "Hey, Niimi-kun, where are your manners?" Kakeru: "Huh? What do you mean?" Satsuki: "You've been spacing out like you don't care." Kakeru: "N-No, no! I was listening." Kakeru: "I agree with what you said. That lost hair clip is a spirit-housing sacred relic." Satsuki: "Wow, you really were listening." Satsuki: "So, yeah, you should wait and see how things play out. Come talk to me again if something bad happens." Miyako: "Yes, I see your point. Thank you very much, Ms. Naruse." Satsuki: "Alrighty! Thanks for the help, Niimi-kun." Kakeru: "Of course." Satsuki: "I expect you to walk Kujo-san home." Kakeru: "Right. Will do." Miyako: "Huh? Erm..." Satsuki: "I'm worried about leaving you on your own, so walk home with Niimi-kun." Miyako: "But, um... I-I will manage. I rode here on my bike, anyway." Satsuki: "I don't want to hear about your bike. Come on, you two are young. Nurture that budding romance in your hearts, and whatnot." Miyako: "E-Excuse me?" Satsuki: "Come on, I need some fodder for office gossip. 'Looks like they're going steady! How scandalous!'" Kakeru: "...Anyway, Kujo, go on ahead. Let's meet at the school gate." Miyako: "Okay." Satsuki: "All right, now that everything's all nice and wrapped up, I'll be taking my leave!" Satsuki: "See you two tomorrow!" She raps a stack of printouts on the table to align them, picks up her attendance book, and exits the classroom. Kakeru: "I'll be down once I finish cleanup." Miyako: "Um, are you really sure about this? I can make it home by myself." Kakeru: "Ah, I know. But I've got something I want to talk about anyway. It's about that lost hair clip." Miyako: "Huh?" Kakeru: "I'll see you in a bit." Miyako: "Uh, sure." We finish cleaning, and I leave behind Yoichi engaged in chatting up a girl as I go off to the meet-up spot. As soon as I step through the school gates, I find Kujo there waiting. Kakeru: "Sorry for the wait. Cleanup took a while." Miyako: "Nah, it's fine. So, um, about that talk?" Kakeru: "Let's walk and talk." Miyako: "Ah, you're right. Would you like to leave your bag in the basket?" Kakeru: "Sure, don't mind if I do." I take up the offer, put my bag into the bike basket, and start walking. Kakeru: "So, I wanted to talk to you." Miyako: "Right." Kakeru: "Truth is, I'm in the same boat you are, Kujo." Miyako: "Huh?" Kakeru: "You're able to use superpowers. Right?" Miyako: "..." She stops dead in her tracks, flabbergasted. Less in the "What is this bozo talking about?" sort of way. More like she's coming to grips with these events being real and not some figment of her imagination. Miyako: "You too, Niimi-kun?" Kakeru: "Yup." I nod. Kujo looks equal parts surprised and relieved to hear that. Miyako: "With this strange and sudden turn of events, I was starting to think I was going crazy..." Kakeru: "Sorry about earlier. Ms. Naruse was around, so I couldn't just go talking about the Artifact." Miyako: "Artifact..." Kakeru: "That's the name you gave it, right?" Miyako: "Y-Yeah. Hearing you say it is a shock, though. Then again, I guess it makes sense that you'd know about the anime since you were at the festival, too." Miyako: "Not too strange that you'd give it the same name as I di—" Kakeru: "No, I actually heard it from you." Miyako: "...Huh?" Kakeru: "Let's walk and talk." Miyako: "Oh. S-Sure thing." We resume walking. We slowly make our way to Nine Ball. Kakeru: "Your power steals the ownership of whatever someone possesses, right?" Miyako: "Uh, yeah. Wow, how do you..." Kakeru: "I know. I can... how do I put this? Basically, I can see into the future." Miyako: "The future? So, you had a vision of me in the future saying the word 'Artifact'?" Kakeru: "More or less. I also know you call the wielders 'Users'." Kakeru: "From what I can see in the future, I think I know more about the Artifacts than you do." Miyako: "This is all sort of..." Miyako: "..." Miyako: "Um, I'm sorry. I'm not the best at acting on the fly, so I'm having a tough time processing all of this..." Kakeru: "I'd say it's no surprise you're confused considering some guy just blindsided you by saying he can see the future." Miyako: "I'm sorry. But, yeah, this is a good thing." Miyako: "I never thought I could share any of this with anyone else." Kakeru: "So, I actually have plans to meet someone else right now." Miyako: "Huh? O-Oh, I'm sorry for making you escort me, then!" Kakeru: "It's fine. We're supposed to meet up at Nine Ball, so I was actually hoping you'd join in, if you could." Miyako: "Me too?" Kakeru: "Yeah, the person I'm about to see is a User just like us. I promised that I'd tell them everything I know." Kakeru: "So I'd like you to accompany me." Miyako: "I would like to sit in on the conversation, if I could. But I'm sorry, I have—" Kakeru: "You don't have work." Miyako: "Huh?" Kakeru: "You don't have a shift for today." Miyako: "I don't... Huh? Wait, I don't?" Miyako: "..." Miyako: "I'm confused..." Kakeru: "You can check when we get to the cafe." Miyako: "Um. Right." Miyako: "All right, um, I'll be using the staff entrance." Kakeru: "Right, I'll be waiting at our seat." Miyako: "Ahh... R-Right." I part ways with the still confused Kujo and enter the cafe. There she is. Yuuki is sitting at a table near the back, reading a novel. I make my way there and take the seat right in front of Yuuki. Kakeru: "Sorry for the wait." Noa: "It's fine. I wasn't waiting that long." Kakeru: "Hate to bring this up after the fact, but there'll be someone else joining us. That okay?" Noa: "An ally?" Kakeru: "Yeah, a User just like us." Noa: "In that case, I have no reason to say no." Kakeru: "Thanks. She should be here any... Ah, speak of the devil." Kujo comes out from the kitchen. She finds me and comes over my way with her head down, red in the face. Miyako: "You were right, Niimi-kun. I didn't have a shift today..." Kakeru: "Yup, what'd I tell you?" Miyako: "Yes. I feel embarrassed..." Noa: "I see. So she's your ally." Miyako: "Oh, sorry. I'm—" Noa: "Miyako Kujo-san." Miyako: "Huh? You already..." Noa: "Of course I know you. Every Nine Ball patron knows you." Miyako: "..." Kakeru: "Did you just glance over at me?" Miyako: "Um, sorry." I mean, she's right. I didn't realize that the cute waitress who worked here was Kujo at first. I guess that always bugged her, huh? That kinda makes me feel bad. Noa: "Take a seat." Miyako: "Oh, right. Um, let's see..." She pauses, considering where she should sit. She eventually parks herself down next to me. After putting in our orders, Kujo and Yuuki formally introduce themselves. Noa: "I'm Noa Yuuki. As you can see, I'm a student of Kuho Girls Academy. I'm in the same grade as you and Niimi-kun." Miyako: "Pleasure to meet you. I'm Miyako Kujo. I've heard you're also a, um, User..." Noa: "Yes. Yesterday, I gained a relic—or an 'Artifact', as he calls it." Miyako: "Same for me. I was just suddenly able to use a mysterious power and..." Kujo cuts herself off as our drinks arrive. It seems that Yuuki can guess Kujo's frame of mind based on how unhappy she looks. Noa: "You seem none too pleased." Miyako: "Yes, I'm still not able to entirely accept it..." Noa: "Well, I'm the same. I would be lying if I said I wasn't confused." Noa: "But whether it's by someone's design or not, we were chosen. That means that we have to use this power to do the right thing." Miyako: "Yes. That's true, I agree." Miyako: "If being chosen means anything, then I do want to use this power to do the right thing." Noa: "I'm convinced from just hearing you say that. You have a desire for justice in your heart." Noa: "Consider yourself in, Kujo-san. Welcome to the Valhalla Society." Miyako: "Thank you for—Val...? Huh? V-Val...?" Kakeru: "Just pretend you didn't hear that. I'll explain everything in order." Miyako: "Um, sure." Kakeru: "Yuuki, will you listen to what I have to say, too?" Noa: "Of course." Kakeru: "All right, then let's start from the top. First off..." I go over Artifacts, the other world, Sophie, Iris, and the Evil Eye. I explain everything carefully in as much detail as I can. Noa: "Once the Evil Eye gets passed to an evil god named Iris, the world will be destroyed." Noa: "And our mission is to protect the world." Kakeru: "In a nutshell, yes. I figured I'd end up turning you guys off if I just dropped some epic plot on you out of nowhere." Noa: "No, it's fine. I've been mentally prepared." Noa: "From the moment I obtained The Order... No, from the moment I met you, I had already assumed things would come to this." Noa: "If my power is going to help save the world, then I will gladly lend a hand." Kakeru: "I'm counting on you. What about you, Kujo? Are you following so far?" Miyako: "Don't worry, I'm still a little confused, but I'm the same. Yeah." Miyako: "I want to help out if I can serve a purpose. I think it's what I need to do." Noa: "Welcome to the Valhalla Society." Miyako: "Right. Um, you said 'Valhalla Society'? Okay, I can remember that!" Kakeru: "I'm guessing you've already got a hunch, but to explain what that is, it's sort of a, well, team name? Our team name, that is." Noa: "The organization I formed when I was eight is now a reality. I'm overwhelmed." Miyako: "When you were eight? Then, are you and Niimi-kun childhood friends, Yuuki-senpai?" Kakeru: "No, not at all." Noa: "We only met yesterday. Also, I'm not your senpai." Miyako: "Huh?" Noa: "As I just mentioned, we're in the same grade. I'm a second-year, too." Miyako: "..." Miyako: "Oh, I'm sorry! My brain just defaulted to calling you 'Senpai'!" Miyako: "You're just so cool and composed, Yuuki-san. I'm sorry about that!" Noa: "You don't need to apologize. If it's easier to address me that way, you can use 'Senpai'." Miyako: "No, I apologize. I'll be more careful!" Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Why do you look kind of disappointed?" Noa: "I'm not." Miyako: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." Noa: "That's not it either." Noa: "..." Noa: "I'm so short that oftentimes I get mistaken for being younger than I am." Kakeru: "Ahh, so you were flattered that she mistook you for being older, then." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Isn't that just great, Yuuki-senpai?" Noa: "Sh-Shut up." Miyako: "Oh, um, maybe I should call you that after all..." Noa: "You don't have to!" She frantically declines, blushing. We haven't known each other for very long at all, but my relationship with Yuuki is already shaping up better than any of the other branches. I've only seen her act like this once before. Actually, no, she's way more flustered than the time her love for cats got out of the bag. I'll make sure to poke fun at her cat addiction sometime later. Noa: "Forget all of that. Continue." Kakeru: "Got it. Let's get back on topic." Miyako: "Um, may I ask something?" Kakeru: "Sure, shoot." Miyako: "The shattering of the sacred relic opening the door to the alternate world means that the sacred relic is an Artifact as well?" Kakeru: "That's right. Artifacts came to this world and started causing trouble a thousand years ago." Kakeru: "To prevent that from ever happening again, they closed the door with the sacred relic—an Artifact called the World's Eye." Noa: "Now the door's wound up open once again, however." Kakeru: "Due to the earthquake, yeah. And now, Artifacts have slipped into our world again." Kakeru: "If that were all there was to it, it'd just be a matter of collecting them. But the worst Artifact of them all ended up coming to this world." Miyako: "That being the Evil Eye?" Kakeru: "Right. Fortunately, I know where the Evil Eye is and that Iris can't easily get to it right now." Noa: "Meaning it already has a contract with someone else, right?" Kakeru: "Basically. Only, the contract-bearer is sort of a problem to us, to say the least." Kakeru: "I think we can get them to help if all goes well, but worst case scenario, we'll have to fight them." Kakeru: "Actually, the chances of the latter are high." Noa: "Seems that you know about this contract-bearer as well." Kakeru: "..." I'm not too sure if I should speak about this in front of Kujo. Knowing how dead serious Kujo gets about things, she might take the news hard. ... No, I can't keep quiet about this after I've already explained this much. Noa: "Do you not know? Or is there a reason you can't tell us?" Kakeru: "No, I'll tell you." Kakeru: "He's a person close to me... and you too, Kujo." Miyako: "He is?" Kakeru: "It's Yoichi." Miyako: "Fukazawa-kun?" Noa: "An acquaintance of yours, it seems." Miyako: "Yes, he's a classmate." Miyako: "Why do we have to fight Fukazawa-kun? Isn't he supposed to be really good friends with you?" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I'm only going to tell you the facts." Miyako: "O-Okay." Kakeru: "Tonight, Yoichi is going to kill someone." Miyako: "Huh...?" Noa: "Using the Evil Eye?" Kakeru: "Yeah. He's going to kill them by turning them to stone." Miyako: "But... why would he do such a thing?" Kakeru: "I'm not sure as to why, and from what I've heard, I likely wouldn't understand why anyway." Kakeru: "But I couldn't care less about the reason. I'm not going to let him kill anybody in this branch." Kakeru: "I'm going to stop him. I guarantee." Noa: "You just said 'if all goes well'." Kakeru: "I did." Noa: "You plan on adding an individual that dangerous to the group?" Kakeru: "If possible. But, well, that's probably not going to happen. Still, I don't want to fight him." Kakeru: "He is the Evil Eye's User, after all. Even setting aside my personal feelings on the matter, teaming up with him is better than fighting him." Noa: "Valid point. Okay, I have faith in your decision." Kakeru: "Thank you. Are you on board too, Kujo? I think forcing you to make a decision when you're not sure isn't fair, but..." Miyako: "Oh, no. If Fukazawa-kun is really going to commit a crime, I think stopping him is the right thing to do." Noa: "Indeed. When is the crime supposed to take place?" Kakeru: "I don't know an exact time. If I recall, the victim was coming home from cram school." Noa: "Cram school? The victim is the same grade as us?" Kakeru: "Seems so. She's a Kuho student." Noa: "Kuho..." Kakeru: "Do you have any idea what cram school Kuho students attend?" Noa: "Afraid not." Miyako: "There's just as many cram schools as there are students in this town. If we don't have any leads, it's going to be hard pinning one down." Kakeru: "You said it. Means we're gonna have to pull a stakeout." Noa: "Where's the scene of the crime?" Kakeru: "The park." Noa: "Roger. Then, seven p.m. Let's meet up after I go home and change." Miyako: "That's fine by me." Kakeru: "You two are coming along with me?" Noa: "I wouldn't think sending you out there by yourself would even be an option at this point." Miyako: "Yeah. Now that we've heard the whole story, I want to do whatever I can." Kakeru: "Thanks, guys." Noa: "No thanks necessary. We're all on the same team here." Miyako: "Yeah, we're a team." Kakeru: "I'm relieved to say the least. I was worried you wouldn't believe me." Miyako: "Tee hee, if I hadn't come across the Artifact, then I probably would have doubted you just a tad." Noa: "The way we met was far too profound to brush aside. I couldn't help but believe you." Miyako: "What kind of way did you meet?" Noa: "He suddenly addressed me here." Miyako: "Suddenly?" Noa: "Yes, suddenly. I was on guard because I thought he was some random weirdo." Kakeru: "Yeah, I don't blame you for that." Noa: "But once he name-dropped the Valhalla Society, I knew that I had to believe him." Noa: "There's only one other person who knows about the Valhalla Society. And that's my little sister." Miyako: "Oh, so you have a younger sister?" Noa: "Yes..." Noa: "I had one." Miyako: "Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Noa: "Don't worry. It's my fault for just offhandedly mentioning it." Kakeru: "Ahh. Well, I've just about said all I needed to say. Do either of you have any questions?" Noa: "Tell us all you know about the incidents caused by any contract-bearer of the relics." Kakeru: "The biggest is the one I mentioned earlier—the human petrification incident. There are at least two victims." Noa: "It's a serial murder case, then." Kakeru: "Yeah, exactly why I want to stop it." Noa: "Any others?" Kakeru: "A fire at our school." Miyako: "Wait, our school?" Kakeru: "Yeah, but it's closer to an accident than a crime. Their powers went berserk." Noa: "Berserk?" Kakeru: "An emblem appears when you use your powers, doesn't it?" Miyako: "It does. Shows up on the back of your hand, right?" Kakeru: "It varies from person to person. Yuuki's is on her left eye." Noa: "Yes, that's right. Mine shows up on my eye." Kakeru: "Whenever you use too much of your power, that emblem spreads all over your body." Kakeru: "If you can properly control it, then the emblem—what I refer to as a Stigma—changes into the color of your soul." Noa: "Basically, it goes berserk if you can't control it." Kakeru: "That's the gist of it. As far as I know, the two of you don't wind up like that any time soon, but..." Kakeru: "Be careful not to overuse your powers, regardless. If they go out of control, it'll end up making you go insane." Miyako: "Right. Duly noted." Noa: "When is the fire?" Kakeru: "Should be the day after tomorrow." Noa: "What time?" Kakeru: "Right around lunchtime." Noa: "I see, lunchtime. Even if I were to rush out of school, you're likely to have things wrapped up by the time I arrive." Kakeru: "I'll manage on my end. That's the plan as long as I can prevent it from happening beforehand, at least." Noa: "Okay. Anything else?" Kakeru: "That's about it for now." Miyako: "Interesting... Sorry if this sounds insensitive, but I was expecting more incidents than that." Kakeru: "Those are the only two crimes caused by Users that I'm really sure of." Noa: "There might be even more crimes caused by people covering up their powers." Kakeru: "That might be the natural way to look at it. There are plenty of people who aren't as righteous as the both of you." Noa: "And you, too." Kakeru: "You're giving me too much credit. If I knew the results of horse races or something, I'd definitely be abusing it right now." Miyako: "..." Kakeru: "What are you smiling like that for, Kujo?" Miyako: "Tee hee, I'm sorry. I was just thinking how that doesn't suit your style at all." Kakeru: "You know, I don't really know what to say to that if you put that much faith in me." Noa: "You're doing everything you can to stop a friend. That alone is enough for me to trust you." Kakeru: "...I'll see you both tonight, then." Noa: "Yes." Miyako: "Yup." I place my hands on the table and take a deep bow toward the two girls. I don't know if I should've been so straight up with the details about Yoichi. However, I do know that going to stop him alone would be reckless. I hate to admit it, but I don't stand a chance against Yoichi on my own. Tonight is what counts. Tonight, a new branch is definitely going to split off. Mark my words, I WILL stop him.
Sora: "Ah, man! Took you long enough to get home!" Kakeru: "Ahh, man..." ...I totally forgot she was supposed to be here. Sora: "You should have called me first if you were gonna take a detour." Kakeru: "Says the person who essentially broke into my apartment." Sora: "I was waiting for you because I wanted to eat with you!" Kakeru: "Then YOU should've been the one to call, not me." Sora: "You don't get it! An older brother has to intuit his little sister's feelings!" Kakeru: "...We'll leave in a bit, so get ready." Sora: "Woo-hoo!" I breathe a sigh, remove my shoes at the door, and take off my school blazer. Sora probably isn't a User just yet. I shouldn't take her to the park. I need to hurry up and eat, see Sora off, and make sure I'm not late for the stakeout. Sora: "I want a burger. Let's go to MockDonald's!" Kakeru: "Fine, fine. Oh, right." Sora: "Hm?" Kakeru: "So, lemme ask. Have you noticed anyone strange in your class?" Sora: "Strange?" Kakeru: "Yes. Aside from you." Sora: "..." Sora: "Say wuh?" Kakeru: "I'm asking if there's anyone strange. Aside from you." Sora: "The hell? You trying to pick a fight?" Kakeru: "Enough lip. Tell me, is there or isn't there?" Sora: "Just saying 'anyone strange' doesn't paint the clearest picture, you know." Kakeru: "Like, someone emotionally unstable, or someone who suddenly bursts out yelling a lot." Sora: "Whoa, talk about creepy. I haven't seen anyone like that." Kakeru: "I'll take that as a no." I'd venture that means he's not showing signs of going berserk yet. In which case, I might be able to stop that fire before it happens, but... Sora: "What? What's with the question?" Kakeru: "Just curious." Sora: "Just curious? Ooh, I get it. You're worried about me, aren't you?" Kakeru: "Say wuh?" Sora: "You're worried whether some weirdo has their eyes on your young and beautiful little sister, right? Jeez, you know how my brother complex can get!" Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Hey, did you just chortle?" Kakeru: "Because your idea is ludicrous." Sora: "You're such a jerk! Get bent! Get all the way bent!" Kakeru: "Oh, that reminds me." Sora: "What? You've got more to add?" Kakeru: "Check your wallet." Sora: "Hm? How come?" Kakeru: "Check your wallet. Bring it out." Sora: "And I'm asking how come." Kakeru: "I know your little scheme. I'm not treating you. We're splitting the bill." Sora: "You're such a freakin' cheapskate, bro." Kakeru: "All right, I'm all changed. Let's go." Sora: "Huh? Isn't it too early?" Kakeru: "Then I'll go out on my own." Sora: "Aww, what the hell?! Don't say that! I'm coming. I'm coming already!" Kakeru: "Don't forget anything." Sora: "Yes, sir. As you wish, sir." Kakeru: "And next time you make a visit, make sure to call me first. I won't tell you not to come." Sora: "Huh? Why are you being so nice all of a sudden...? It's creeping me out." Kakeru: "I'm NOT paying for you." Sora: "But I wub you, Big Bro-bro!" Kakeru: "Quit trying to turn my stomach and let's go eat." Sora: "All right, all right. Fine, then." Sora: "...You actually didn't treat me." Kakeru: "I'm a man of my word." Sora: "Dammit, I planned on buying some manga on the way back, too. I'm NOT letting you borrow any, y'hear?!" Kakeru: "Who cares? Be careful on the way home." Sora: "Okay, sure. See ya." Kakeru: "Yup, see ya." I see Sora off and check the time on my phone. If I start heading to the park now, I can make it just on time. Yoichi probably won't be there until much later into the night, but it'd be no laughing matter if we show up there later only to find the deed already done. Sure, I can rewind with Overlord, but I still need to find out an exact time. Two hours, three hours, maybe even more. We might be in for the long haul. I should hit up the convenience store. Sophitia: "A moment of your time?" Kakeru: "...Oh." Sophie appears from a rift in space. No one else can see Sophie, so I don't really have to be careful. But... I go to the side of the street, pull out my phone, and place it against my ear. Sophitia: "It's about the boy who goes berserk—hey, what are you doing?" Kakeru: "Pretending like I'm on the phone. I'd look mighty suspicious just holding a conversation with myself, don't you think?" Kakeru: "So, did you find something out?" Sophitia: "Unfortunately, we're too late." Kakeru: "...He's already eroding?" Sophitia: "Yes, the symptoms are already there. The erosion is spreading rapidly, and I'd say that it will burst the day after tomorrow." Kakeru: "Ambrosia... Yeah, I assume that's still not done yet." Sophitia: "I see that you know about Ambrosia as well. I have some in stock, so I'll give it to you." Kakeru: "It's too much to handle for a human in this world, isn't it? Mess up and they die." Sophitia: "If he dies, you can just start over with Overlord." Kakeru: "Don't just say that so lightly. I can't gamble with people's lives." Sophitia: "It's way easier than using your own life." Kakeru: "That's my point." Sophitia: "Well, do whatever you'd like. It will take a little more time to complete Ambrosia that works with humans in this world." Kakeru: "Yeah. Figured as much. But how do I stop him without letting him die?" Sophitia: "How do you stop him in the branches you're familiar with?" Kakeru: "Kujo—you know her, right? The girl who was with me at the cafe." Sophitia: "Yes, the long-haired girl." Kakeru: "She has the power to steal others' Artifacts, so we used her power to stop him." Sophitia: "Ah-ha. Right, then. The rampaging power had nowhere to go, essentially?" Kakeru: "Pretty much. He got burned up by his own flames, passed out, and then died afterward." Kakeru: "Ahh, I see. If I have Kujo steal the Artifact before it goes out of control, would he be able to avoid self-destruction?" Sophitia: "Quite. That sounds realistic." Kakeru: "Then let's... Uh, wait, that won't work, will it? It'd mean she'd have to keep it stolen until the Ambrosia is done. The burden would be too great for her." Sophitia: "You can buy some time if you destroy the Artifact." Sophitia: "It won't cure the boy's crazed psyche, but it can restrain the use of the ability." Kakeru: "I see. That way, even if Kujo were to deactivate her ability, then..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "All right, then. I'll talk it over with Kujo." Sophitia: "Be prepared for the worst. You may be the wielder of Overlord, but you are still only human." Sophitia: "There are limits to what you're capable of." Kakeru: "...I'll take that advice to heart. Thank you. Okay, I gotta get—" Sophitia: "I'm not finished speaking. You're about to go see the Evil Eye's User, yes?" Kakeru: "Yeah. In a few hours." Sophitia: "Then take this along with you. Hold out your hand." I stick out my hand as she instructs, and Sophie leans over and spits out a test tube-like container. A silver liquid is contained inside. Kakeru: "The illusory body?" Sophitia: "Yes. I will let you borrow it." Kakeru: "I appreciate this." I open the lid and gulp the liquid down in a single swig. Kakeru: "Alrighty, then!" Sophitia: "You drank it without a second thought. I'm impressed—albeit slightly." Kakeru: "I feel like you've said something similar in another branch, too. Thanks. I'll be sure to put it to good use." Sophitia: "As for the other Artifact, I wouldn't get my hopes up. Artifacts that could cause harm to others are under heavy guard." Kakeru: "Sure. This alone should help a lot. Really, thank you." Sophitia: "You're very welcome. Now then, hop to it." Sophie returns to her world and I put away my phone. Kakeru: "Now then..." Better hurry. Don't wanna be late. Noa: "You're here." Miyako: "Good evening." Kakeru: "Sorry if I kept you waiting." Noa: "No problem. We're going to be doing a lot of waiting anyway." Kakeru: "Yeah, guess so. Here, feel free. I've got drinks, sandwiches, and other snacks." Noa: "I bought a red bean bun and milk myself." Kakeru: "The cop drama stakeout staples, eh?" Miyako: "As for me, I... I'm sorry. I might have packed too much. I made lunch boxes for everyone..." Miyako: "If you get too full, then you can take them home..." Kakeru: "Oh, no. I'm famished. Thank you. I still haven't had dinner." Miyako: "Oh, that's good. Eat as much as you'd like." Noa: "I'll take one, too, then." Miyako: "Please do!" Kakeru: "Anyway, guess we should get moving." Noa: "Right. We stand out like sore thumbs here." We move to a more concealed corner of the park. The trees block the light from the lamppost, making it quite dark. We should be able to hide ourselves pretty well over here. Kakeru: "Let's wait around here. We can eat while we're at it." Noa: "Yes, let's do that." Miyako: "Oh, I came ready for just such an occasion." She reaches into her big bag and tugs out a picnic blanket. Miyako: "I figured this would be better than sitting directly on the ground." Kakeru: "I'll help spread it." Miyako: "Sorry. I appreciate it." Once we spread the blanket out on the ground, we place our shoes, lunch boxes, plastic bags, and all of our stuff on top of it. We then collectively plop ourselves down. Kakeru: "We've got a full-blown picnic now." Miyako: "Yeah... you're right. I've brought a bunch of stuff that's out of place. Sorry about that." Noa: "This beats standing on edge by a mile. Thank you for the food." Kakeru: "Same here. Thanks." Miyako: "I've got hand wipes too, if you'd like." Kakeru: "Hey, thanks. You're really pulling out all the stops." Noa: "It's Nine Ball On-the-Go." Miyako: "Hehe, help yourselves. Oh, I brought paper plates and chopsticks, as well." Kakeru: "Thank ya kindly. Much appreciated." After wiping down my hands, I fold them in a little prayer and grab a cylinder-shaped rice ball. I know I told her I haven't eaten dinner, but I wonder how much I can actually pack down. I stuff my face with a tinge of regret over trying to front on a half-full stomach. Wow, it's so good! There's just the right amount of seasoning in the rice, making the flavor hit all the right marks for me. I could wolf these bad boys down easy! Noa: "...This tastes great. Did you make all of this, Kujo-san?" Miyako: "I did. I can't make anything too intricate, so I apologize if it's a little bland." Noa: "Stop being so formal." Miyako: "Huh?" Noa: "We're all on the same team. No need for formalities." Miyako: "Oh, indeed. I mean, yeah. You're right." Kakeru: "I can tell that this took lot of prep time, though. This looks like a regular feast." Miyako: "Hehe, I'm just good at knowing what to fudge. I add brightly colored veggies to make everything look pretty. You know, like cherry tomatoes and whatnot." Noa: "..." Miyako: "Oh, not a fan of tomatoes?" Noa: "Not really." Kakeru: "I'll eat them, then." Noa: "No, I'll eat them." Kakeru: "But you dislike them, right?" Noa: "I haven't eaten them in years, so I might be able to eat them now if I tried." She grabs a cherry tomato with her chopsticks and places it on her plate. After giving it a long, hard staredown, she brings it to her mouth... Noa: "..." ...then puts it back on her plate. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "You had the most sour expression on your face." Miyako: "You don't have to force yourself to eat them, okay?" Noa: "..." Noa: "...No, I will." Miyako: "Ah..." Noa: "..." Noa: "......" Noa: "..." Noa: "Blehhh." Miyako: "Ah, ah...!" Kakeru: "No dice, eh?" Miyako: "H-Here. Spit it out onto my plate...!" Noa: "I-I'll be fine. Urghhh." Noa: "...Ngh, ulp." Kakeru: "Wow, she swallowed it." Noa: "I-I can't spit up... the food you so graciously prepared..." Miyako: "But I wouldn't have even minded." Noa: "I couldn't do it... regardless...!" She pulls out a bottle of tea from the plastic bags, quickly opens the lid, and puts it to her mouth. Noa: "..." Noa: "Haaah. Phew." Miyako: "Better...?" Noa: "I'm all better now." Kakeru: "I think I remember you mentioning it in another branch. Said something about them disrupting your pra-whoozits, so you never ate 'em." Noa: "It's Prana." Kakeru: "Yeah. That." Noa: "It's considerably disrupted. I might not be able to fight anymore." Kakeru: "That much? You dislike them THAT much?" Miyako: "Please, eat whatever you like to wash the taste out." Noa: "...I appreciate it." Miyako: "Um, not to change the subject, but by 'other branch', you mean the parallel worlds?" Kakeru: "Hm? Oh. Yeah, that's right." Miyako: "So, in the other branches, the three of us would share meals like this, right?" Kakeru: "There were more people present. Namely my little sister and one more person—a third-year student." Noa: "They're members of the Valhalla Society?" Kakeru: "More or less. Add Sophie to the mix and that makes six in total." Kakeru: "That was the line-up in the branch with the best results. In the first branch, Yuuki didn't trust us." Noa: "Why?" Kakeru: "Because I didn't know my power yet and I couldn't show you my Artifact." Noa: "Not you 'wouldn't', but you 'couldn't'?" Kakeru: "It's in my body. It got in through an open wound." Miyako: "I had no idea that was possible." Kakeru: "It normally isn't. It was a special circumstance, so Yuuki was suspicious as to whether I was the culprit behind the petrification murders." Kakeru: "That was the only branch where my relationship with Yuuki was shaky. In the other branches, she would save us in the clutch." Kakeru: "She would always show up with impeccable timing. Sort of like a hero of justice." Noa: "A hero of justice..." Kakeru: "Ah, wait. Probably not a simile I should use for a girl, huh? Sorry." Noa: "No... I don't have any recollection of that, but if that's how I conducted myself, then I'm proud." Kakeru: "You would always do the right thing, no matter what the situation. You're the very definition of a hero." Noa: "..." Noa: "I-Is your relic in your body as we speak, then?" Kakeru: "Hm? Yeah. Should be, at least." Noa: "I see. In that case, you couldn't show it to us even if you wanted to." Kakeru: "Pretty much. My Stigma doesn't show up either, so I actually can't provide any proof that I'm a User." Noa: "Not that I intend to doubt you at this point, but..." Miyako: "Should I show the both of you my Artifact just in case?" Noa: "Yes, let's do that." Kakeru: "No, you don't have to. Learning about it might turn into a weakness." Miyako: "Oh, I see. If it's like my power where you can steal things you look at..." Noa: "That is why I'm showing you. As a sign of trust." She pulls it out from her bag. There, on her palm, lies exactly what she told me over the phone yesterday—a silver ring. Noa: "It's not my style, so I don't actually wear it." Miyako: "A ring... Completely different from mine. This is it, by the way." Noa: "A hair clip. The design has some vague similarities." Kakeru: "They start out in a fluid form like mercury. Or maybe it's easier to say it's just a liquid? Anyway, they change shape based on the User." Miyako: "Oh, I see. Mysterious..." Noa: "It looks so much like a regular piece of jewelry that it makes you almost forget, but this is material from another world..." Noa: "Fascinating. So, it's a special metal in a similar vein to orichalcum or mithril, then." Kakeru: "They're sort of like legendary weapons in a certain sense. After all, simply obtaining one unlocks special powers." Miyako: "That reminds me, how do you cancel a contract with one?" Kakeru: "There's a medicine for that. Sophie should already be preparing it by now. I think it should be ready by next month." Noa: "I would like to meet this 'Sophie' individual." Kakeru: "Ah, darn. I should have brought her along. I was just talking to her before I came here." Kakeru: "Oh, that reminds me. I need to talk to you, Kujo." Miyako: "About what?" Kakeru: "Remember that stuff I told you about the fire back at the cafe?" Miyako: "Yup." Kakeru: "Could you steal his Artifact with your power in advance? If you do, we can stop the fire itself before it happens." Miyako: "All I have to do is steal it?" Kakeru: "That's it. Once you steal it, we destroy it. You can release your power's hold on it after that." Miyako: "Okay, I'll give it a try." Noa: "The fire is the day after tomorrow, right?" Kakeru: "Right. I'd like to steal it by the end of class tomorrow... Err, granted, that choice isn't mine to make." Miyako: "I'll try my best. It's someone at school, right?" Kakeru: "A first-year student. He's in the same class as my sister." Kakeru: "I think after school is our best shot at doing it. We'll have more time and we can act more freely." Kakeru: "As soon as we steal it, we hand it to Sophie and have her destroy it. At which point, Kujo, you'll deactivate your ability." Miyako: "Hand it over and deactivate. However, I can't steal anything unless I can see it and I need to be within thirty feet of my target, so I wonder if can pull this off." Kakeru: "You don't need to have a visible target. So long as you know it's there, you should be able to steal it." Miyako: "Oh, really? I tried a bunch of tests yesterday, but... I see. I was convinced that I needed to see what it was I was stealing." Kakeru: "By the way, you can also steal things without form like memories or sight." Miyako: "M-Memories and sight...?" Noa: "Kujo-san, your power seems to be quite formidable." Miyako: "Seems to be, yes. I need to be careful about how I use it. It's a terrifying power." Noa: "Do you know the powers of all of the members of the Valhalla Society, Niimi-kun?" Kakeru: "Actually, your power is the only one I don't have a firm grasp on." Noa: "Why's that?" Kakeru: "You said that it would skew the standards you set for yourself, so you didn't want to reveal it, if possible." Kakeru: "Though I have seen you use it on more than one occasion." Noa: "I see. That's what I said?" Kakeru: "That's why you don't have to talk if you don't want to. I know that I can trust you and that's good enough." Noa: "...Understood." Noa: "I'll head to Hakusen once class is over tomorrow. You might have everything wrapped up by the time I arrive, but I'll still come." Kakeru: "That's appreciated. My memories aren't going to come in handy at this point. This is uncharted territory, so I'm relieved to know you'll be there." Miyako: "Does he wear his Artifact on him? The more visible, the better." Kakeru: "It should be hanging from his neck. It's a cross necklace." Miyako: "A cross? Okay. So long as I know that, it should go smoothly." Miyako: "I'm going to check what you just told me when I get back home. I'll get some practice in." Noa: "You could practice now... or at least, you could if this were just a normal picnic." Kakeru: "Yeah, true. I'm hoping we can settle this peacefully, but using up your stamina right now wouldn't help." Miyako: "Good point. I'll practice at home." Kakeru: "Sounds good." Noa: "We should eat up. We don't want the Evil Eye's contract-bearer to get the slip on us." Miyako: "I agree. You don't have to eat anything you don't like, by the way." Noa: "Yes, I won't." Miyako: "Is there anything you're not keen on, Niimi-kun?" Kakeru: "Nope. I'll gladly eat anything you provide." Noa: "On second thought, I'll eat the tomatoes." Kakeru: "Huh? Why?" Noa: "Because I'd look childish and uncool otherwise." Kakeru: "I don't think it makes you look uncool, per se." Miyako: "You shouldn't force yourself..." Noa: "I'll eat them." Kakeru: "O-Okay." Miyako: "B-Be my guest." Noa: "Here goes, then." She grabs a cherry tomato with her chopsticks. Noa: "..." Gives it a long, hard stare. Noa: "..." Then takes a bite. Noa: "..." She chews slowly... Noa: "Blergh." ...and retches in disgust. Noa: "B-Blech..." Kakeru: "Come on, Kujo just told you not to force yourself." Miyako: "S-Spit it out! Spit it out...!" Noa: "Blaaaaargh..." It's now past nine p.m. We've finished up our meals and our idle banter is coming to a close when it happens. Miyako: "...Oh." A single female student comes to the park. She sits on the bench, playing on her phone. Noa: "...Is that her?" Kakeru: "...Yeah. She's the Evil Eye's first victim. Or she will be, if we don't do something." Miyako: "She's in a Kuho uniform. Do you know her, Yuuki-san?" Noa: "No." Kakeru: "We'll wait and see what happens until Yoichi shows up." We sit in the darkness with bated breath. Completely unlike our impromptu picnic, the air is tense. I'd give it ten minutes, at least. I say that, but we don't even wait that long... ...before Yoichi comes waltzing in. Kakeru: "..." Miyako: "Fukazawa-kun..." Noa: "So, he's the contract-bearer of the Evil Eye." Yoichi walks into the park looking no different than usual. He approaches the female student. The girl notices Yoichi drawing near and lifts her head. He waves his hand and she smiles back. Miyako: "Do they know each other?" Noa: "Seems like it." Kakeru: "..." While the other two observe carefully, I break out into an uncomfortable sweat. So, he didn't just pick a target at random? He killed someone he KNEW...? Someone he told to meet him? I had been praying somewhere in my heart. Praying that Yoichi wasn't using this ability of his own volition. That his ability ran rampant and he couldn't stop it. And it was some sort of accident in the end. After all, Yoichi wouldn't choose to murder someone. At least, that was what I had hoped. However, the truth is out. It's planned. Yoichi plans on killing an innocent girl to test the Evil Eye's powers...! Kakeru: "..." Miyako: "...Niimi-kun?" Kakeru: "...You two, stay here." Noa: "...You're going out alone?" Kakeru: "Let me talk to him. Please." Noa: "If he pulls anything funny, I'm breaking cover." Kakeru: "Got it." I slowly stand up. I silently close the distance, one step at a time. The two are exchanging some lighthearted banter. Yoichi remains standing and the girl looks up from the bench with her phone in one hand. I can't see Yoichi's face, but the girl seems to be happy. It's almost like a couple chatting with each other. Yoichi slowly crouches down. He reaches eye level with the girl and stares right into her face. ...I didn't want to believe it. Kakeru: "Stop this, Yoichi." Yoichi: "...?" Yoichi turns around. He glares at me for interrupting him. His Stigma is shining all the while. Yoichi: "...Kakeru?" Realizing that it's me, his Stigma disappears. His anger fades and he stares at me blankly. Kakeru: "No more of this, Yoichi." Kakeru: "Once you cross the line, there's no coming back. So, no more." Yoichi: "..." There's a short silence. It seems Yoichi is wise to me now. He's guessed that I know everything. As well as what I'm trying to do right now. Yoichi: "Looks like I can't fudge my way out of this one, huh?" Female Student: "What is this guy's deal? Who is he?" Yoichi: "You can go now." Female Student: "Excuse me?" Yoichi: "We're through here. Bye bye." Female Student: "Huh? Wait a second..." Yoichi: "I said get the hell outta here. You're taking up space." Female Student: "..." The female student scowls and runs off, clearly pissed. Yoichi doesn't even see her off as he shrugs and sighs, annoyed. Yoichi: "Don't give me that face. Did I do anything wrong?" Kakeru: "Are you seriously going to give me that?" Yoichi: "Ah, man. So you do know after all. That sure does suck." Yoichi: "I've got a ton of questions, but this one'll trim the fat." Yoichi: "How did you know what I was trying to do?" Kakeru: "I have the power to do so." Yoichi: "Ahh, figures. I never told anyone about it, after all." He gives me a big, shameless grin. You'd never guess from looking at him that he tried to commit murder just a moment ago. I recall Takamine's words from another branch. "Yoichi never fit into society's little box." And now I'm seeing that right before my eyes. Kakeru: "You invited that girl here to use the Evil Eye?" Yoichi: "Evil Eye...? Ahh, you mean this power. That's what it's called, huh?" Kakeru: "Answer the question, Yoichi." Yoichi: "Of course I didn't. I'd be leaving evidence if I had invited her." Yoichi: "I just hit the streets and found someone I knew. Figured it was a perfect chance to give it a test spin, but..." He cuts himself off and sighs yet again. Yoichi: "So, what? You came all the way here to stop me?" Kakeru: "I did." Yoichi: "With those ladies over there?" His gaze focuses behind me. I look to find Yuuki and Kujo right next to me. They probably came over out of concern. Noa: "..." Miyako: "...Fukazawa-kun." Yoichi: "Oh? Why, if it isn't Kujo-san. Since when did you two get so buddy-buddy?" Kakeru: "Who cares about that right now." Yoichi: "Well, I do, silly. You never struck me as a ladies' man before, but here you are with a girl on each arm. Of course I'd be curious." Noa: "Kujo-san and I are relic contract-bearers. We are simply working together with him." Noa: "In order to stop you. Or... to judge you." Yoichi: "Judge? Sounds like you're pegging me as the bad guy." Noa: "Are you saying I'm wrong?" Yoichi: "Well, yeah. I haven't actually done anything." Miyako: "..." Yoichi: "Ahh... Your eyes speak a thousand words." Miyako: "Huh..?" Yoichi: "They're filled with pity. They're saying, 'No, there has to be a reason behind all this.'" Miyako: "I mean, Fukazawa-kun, you're such a bright and cheery person..." Yoichi: "Enough. Spare me the lines. Kakeru seems to know it all and no amount of trying to smooth things over or excuse my way out of this is gonna help." Yoichi: "What's your power? You a mind reader or something?" Kakeru: "No. I just know." Kakeru: "I know that if I leave you be, you're going to kill a lot of people." Yoichi: "Like a premonition? Cool stuff. Maybe I should have wished for your power instead." Kakeru: "..." Yoichi: "There you go, scowling again. Look, I get the picture already. I won't do anything anymore." Noa: "A likely story, but talk is cheap." Yoichi: "Listen, I'm not dumb enough to just cut loose when you already know my M.O." Yoichi: "Just thought I'd give this power a little spin since I've got it. Oh well, them's the breaks." Yoichi: "Are we done here? I'd like it if you'd spare my ears any lectures." Kakeru: "I've got matters to discuss and questions to ask." Yoichi: "Can it wait till tomorrow? That girl is scowling at me harder than you and it's bringing me out of my comfort zone." Noa: "..." Yoichi: "See? She's glaring daggers at me." Kakeru: "Let me ask you one thing." Yoichi: "What?" Kakeru: "Did a plushie-looking thing get in contact with you?" Yoichi: "Plushie? What are you talking about?" Kakeru: "If not, then don't worry." Yoichi: "Quit speaking in riddles. What are you on about?" Kakeru: "There is someone who wants your Artifact—the power it holds—and they might show up at your doorstep in due time." Kakeru: "Don't let your guard down around them. They're dangerous." Yoichi: "Hmm. Not quite following. But Artifact, eh? Got it from that anime, huh? I guess they are similar." Yoichi: "I'll keep that in mind. All right, Kakeru. See ya tomorrow!" Yoichi waves with a cheerful smile. He flashes that smile at Yuuki and Kujo, too. Then, he turns around and leaves. Noa: "..." Noa: "What is his problem?" Miyako: "I'm sorry. I just can't process this..." Miyako: "I can't believe Fukazawa-kun would try to commit murder. He acted the same as he always does that entire time." Noa: "That is exactly why I found it unsettling." Noa: "His Stigma was glowing. He was clearly going to use his power. He even gave a confession of sorts." Noa: "And yet, he was calm. Too calm. I couldn't sense an ounce of malice, guilt, or fear." Noa: "He's capable of harming others as casually as breathing. I could never mesh with that person ever." Noa: "I felt that so strongly." Miyako: "Casually harming others..." Noa: "..." Noa: "Do you really intend on making an ally out of him?" Kakeru: "He's important to me as a friend. So I don't want to say this, but..." Kakeru: "I don't think I could ever trust him even if we did team up with him." Kakeru: "Making him a teammate isn't going to happen." Noa: "As I figured." Kakeru: "On the other hand, we have no reason to fight each other so long as he doesn't kill anyone." Noa: "In any case, we need to monitor him. We can't just let him roam free." Miyako: "But he did say he wouldn't do anything anymore." Noa: "And you believe him?" Miyako: "I'm sorry. I don't know. But a part of me wants to." Noa: "Kujo-san, you're probably better off that way. All of us being overly suspicious doesn't strike a good team balance." Miyako: "I just might be dense when it comes to people's morality and stuff like that. I'm sorry." Noa: "Is that a habit?" Miyako: "Huh?" Noa: "You apologize far too much. You should be more confident in yourself." Miyako: "Oh, I'm sorr—aah, I-I'll be careful." Kakeru: "Guess we should go home. We've met our goal for the time being." Noa: "Right. Good job." Kakeru: "Yeah, same to you. And thanks for the food, Kujo. It was great." Miyako: "I-It was nothing. Great work tonight." Kakeru: "I'll walk you to the station... Oh wait, you rode here by bike, right?" Miyako: "Yup. I have it parked over there." Noa: "No need to see me back. I can go home alone." Kakeru: "Oh. Sure. Well, then, I guess we're all dismissed." Kakeru: "Kujo, I'll call you later. We'll talk about tomorrow." Miyako: "About the fire, right? Got it." Kakeru: "Okay, take care. Good job tonight." Noa: "Farewell." Miyako: "See you tomorrow." After I watch the two walk off part of the way, I get on the road back home myself. There won't be any more petrification cases. Destiny has completely branched off. ... Kakeru: "Sophie, you here?" Sophitia: "Yes." Sophie appears as soon as I call her. Kakeru: "I have a favor to ask." Sophitia: "I'm already watching the Evil Eye boy." Kakeru: "Ah. I see. Thanks. If he seems up to no good, then..." Sophitia: "I will contact you, naturally. I certainly can't stop him, after all." Kakeru: "Yeah, please do." Sophitia: "Is that it?" Kakeru: "That's it." As soon as I nod, Sophie vanishes. I don't like being suspicious and keeping tabs. But I just can't bring myself to think about this positively. Yoichi was really murdering people in the other branches. I can only pray that Yoichi won't turn to a life of crime. I sincerely hope that things have branched off in a positive direction.
Yoichi: "Good morning t'ya!" Kakeru: "..." I silently stare at Yoichi's grinning face as he delivers an energetic greeting. Yoichi: "What? You still mad?" Kakeru: "I'm baffled. Your mental fortitude is off the charts." Yoichi: "Even if you did see me carry out my test to the end, I'm confident that I'd stay exactly the same as normal." Kakeru: "Well... I suppose so." Yoichi: "I know you're still wary." I pull out a nearby chair and sit down. Yoichi: "But yesterday, I figured I'd test out my powers since it seemed low risk. Even if there was a witness, no way could they prove I did anything." Yoichi: "Superpowers have that perk, y'know? Even if I did admit to it, no one would believe me anyway." Yoichi: "But now's different. Not only do I know that there are people with powers just like me nearby, but you already know my plans to boot." Yoichi: "Y'see, I like doing whatever I want without anyone on my case. I wanna be free so long as it doesn't get me in trouble." Yoichi: "Which is why I would never dream of trying to fulfill my curiosity if it meant taking a risk. I won't be doing anything bad, just like I promised." Yoichi: "I wish I could get you to believe me on that." Kakeru: "Curiosity, eh?" Yoichi: "I mean, you'd wanna try it, wouldn't you? If you got a power like this that's straight out of some game or anime." Kakeru: "Even if that meant killing people?" Yoichi: "That's just a difference in values." Kakeru: "..." Yoichi: "I like that part about you." Kakeru: "What are you talking about?" Yoichi: "You don't try to push your ideas on people. And you never pry into people's business, so it's chill being around you." Yoichi: "That's why I wanna keep the two of us on good terms. Granted, if you're thinking that you can't stick around me anymore, then that's your choice." Kakeru: "More like I can't wrap my head around you, if anything." Kakeru: "Considering what's to come, we're going to need your power. There's a person that we're going to have to take care of." Yoichi: "Is it that plushie you talked about yesterday?" Kakeru: "That's the one." Yoichi: "You mean fighting against it, or something?" Kakeru: "Eventually, yeah." Yoichi: "Hmm. I said I wouldn't do anything bad, but whether I help with that or not is a different story. If I can get hurt, then count me out." Kakeru: "That's fine if that's your decision. But just make sure you defend yourself." Yoichi: "Defend myself? If I let down my guard, I'll get killed?" Kakeru: "Yep." Yoichi: "Yikes, an instant answer." Yoichi: "All right, I'll be careful. Thanks for the warning, bud." Yoichi stands up as soon as the bell rings and starts to head to his desk. Miyako: "..." I feel someone's gaze and I turn to the source. There, I find Kujo looking at me. Her expression looks awkward beyond words. She probably still hasn't accepted that Yoichi tried to kill someone. Unable to come up with a response, I smile vaguely, shrug my shoulders, and avert my eyes from her. Satsuki: "Okay, everyone to your seats. Homeroom is starting." Morning homeroom. Class. Lunchtime. Class again. I can't look ahead in the script anymore, so the fact that things are proceeding as normal is oddly relieving. Satsuki: "All right, those are all the announcements. Have a safe trip home, everyone." Afternoon homeroom ends. Once Ms. Naruse exits, the classroom becomes filled with the chatter of my classmates. Now then, time to do what I have to do so that tomorrow "proceeds as normal", too. Yoichi: "Kakeru! Let's walk home together!" Kakeru: "Not yet. I have something to do." Yoichi: "What?" Kakeru: "Will you help if I tell you?" Yoichi: "Ahh, THAT sort of something, huh? I'll pass, then." Miyako: "Niimi-kun." Kakeru: "Right, sorry. Hang tight for a second. Just cleaning up." Miyako: "Sure thing." Yoichi: "Kujo-san's coming with you?" Miyako: "Huh? Oh. Yeah. There's something that we both have to do." Yoichi: "Hmm, then maybe I should joi—" Yoichi: "Hey, what the heck? What's going on?!" Kakeru: "...Huh?" Out of nowhere, the fire alarm goes off, a shrill, blaring sound. Wait a second. What's going on here? Why is this happening NOW? Yoichi: "There a fire? Or is this a drill?" Miyako: "Niimi-kun, is this...?" Kakeru: "It should be tomorrow. Why is it starting now...?" My phone vibrates. It's from Sora. Flustered, I tap the call button. Kakeru: "Sora, what's wrong?" Sora: "Onii-chan, it's terrible!" I'm greeted by Sora's distressed shout. Dammit...! Kakeru: "Is it a fire?" Sora: "Yeah! Someone in my class set the room on fire!" Kakeru: "Ngh!" What's going on here?! He's a day early! Kakeru: "Can you get out?!" Sora: "N-No! The doors and windows are on fire, too!" Kakeru: "Class D, right?!" Sora: "Y-Yeah!" Kakeru: "Hang on, I'm coming! Don't hang up! Stay on the line!" Sora: "I-I will!" Kakeru: "Kujo! Follow me!" Miyako: "Got it!" Yoichi: "Not sure what's up, but good luck, you two!" Kakeru: "You're coming, too!" Yoichi: "Aww, y'gotta be kidding... Ugh, if I have to." I dash out of the classroom firmly gripping my phone, then rush to the first floor. Kakeru: "Shit!" The first floor is a literal sea of flames. However, there's neither heat nor smoke. They're illusory flames made by the Artifact. Students and teachers alike stand around in confusion, looking at the unnatural sight of the flames simply fluttering on the floor and walls. Yoichi: "Well, this is interesting. These fires are blazing, but they're not hot at all." Miyako: "Flames of an Artifact. Just like you told us, Niimi-kun..." No, this is NOT like I told them. Kakeru: "...This is so weird." Yoichi: "The whole thing is weird, but which part in specific?" Kakeru: "The flames are way too strong. They're not supposed to be strong enough to engulf the whole hallway." Miyako: "And it's supposed to be tomorrow anyway... right?" Kakeru: "Yeah, it shouldn't be happening today!" Yoichi: "Not sure what you're talking about, but what do we do about this?" Kakeru: "There's a User emitting flames in front of Class D. We have to get to him and..." Stop him. ...Stop him? If things are already this bad, then... Kakeru: "...Ngh!" We have to... kill him...! Miyako: "Niimi-kun, what should we do?" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "You wait here." Miyako: "Huh? But..." Kakeru: "I'm going to start off by holding down the User. Once I've got him subdued, I'll call you in." Miyako: "O-Okay, then." Kakeru: "..." I can't believe this. Now that it's this bad, I can't let Kujo use her powers. I can't let Kujo kill someone. If anyone's going to have to bear that sin, it's gonna be me...! Yoichi: "Don't tell me you plan on diving in there." Kakeru: "I do." Yoichi: "Are you for real? You'll die." Kakeru: "Those flames burn at the soul. They do no physical damage. They're no problem so long as you can tough them out." Kakeru: "Also, I'm not going to plunge headlong into the flames." I take a short breath. I thought I would be giving you an image exclusive to me this time around, but I don't have the time to adjust the image already burned into my brain. So the least I can do is give you the name you wanted. Kakeru: "I'm coming up with this on the fly, so don't complain...!" Kakeru: "Come forth..." Kakeru: "...Lena!" Lena: "About time. I've been waitin' long enough!" Miyako: "Huh...?" Yoichi: "Who's that?" Kakeru: "Can you brush away those flames?!" Lena: "Leave it to me!" Leaving behind the bewildered Yoichi and Kujo, Lena—formerly Ghost—breaks into a dash. Lena: "Oraaa!" She delivers a sharp roundhouse kick. The flames vanish as she mows them down. Lena: "Hah. Piece of cake." ...All right! Since Lena is born from the same soul power as those flames, an attack from her can offset them! Kakeru: "Press on!" Lena: "Hell yeah!" I follow after Lena as she moves on, waving away the flames. Kakeru: "Ngh!" Yeah, I still can't afford to take it easy! She's managing to clear the flames, but Lena is taking damage. My stamina is starting to dwindle little by little! Lena: "Are you all right, captain?!" Kakeru: "This is nothing! Don't worry, just keep going!" Lena: "Hah, that's the spirit. Oraaah!" Lena's fists pierce through the wall of flames. I can finally see him! Crazed Male Student: "Aaaaaah! My powerrrrr, my powerrrrrrr!!" There's the berserk User. He stands, spreading flames all over the place as he clutches his head and screams in a hoarse voice. Lena: "What do we do, captain?" Kakeru: "We have no other choice but to knock his lights out!" Lena: "You sure? Once we knock him out, he might end up dying. Swallowed by his own flames." Kakeru: "It's already too late. If no one else will do it, then I will." Lena: "No, I will. I'll do it." Lena: "I'm you, but I'm just an illusory body. It'll ease the burden of the guilt a bit." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "You're me. We do this together." Lena: "You're way too serious for your own good... Well, whatever." Kakeru: "We're going in. Follow me!" Lena: "Aye, aye!" We push through the pillar of flames that extends all the way to the ceiling, closing the distance. I kind of said that we would knock him out without thinking, but how? I don't have the technique to do that. Either way, I've got to do it. First, I'll hold him down and disable him, and then— Crazed Male Student: "Stop! Stoooop!! Don't..." Crazed Male Student: "...come near meeeee!!" Kakeru: "?!" Lena: "...Ngh!" Engulfed by the flames, Lena dissipates. My consciousness also slips for a second, forcing me to a knee. Kakeru: "Ghh. Argh...!" I really felt that one...! What's up with this force...?! Crazed Male Student: "Aaaaaah! So hot! My body! It's burning up!! Aaaaaaah! My body! It's on fiiiire!!" Kakeru: "Damn it... all...!!" This isn't right. This isn't right at all...! He should only be able to singe my skin at best! Yet he wiped out my illusory body in one shot! Even if my actions are causing some sort of butterfly effect or whatever, it's way too suspicious that not only is this starting a day early, but he powered up as well! Why are things so different...?! Kakeru: "Why...? Dammit!" The answer is obvious now that I think about it. Who else would be able to notice the new branches being formed aside from Sophie and myself? Who else would be more and more delighted the worse the situation got? There's only one person...! ???: "Hahahah." I hear an unpleasant chuckle. An ominous plush doll steps out from behind the boy writhing in pain. It's not Sophie. It's her. It's her...! Kakeru: "Iris...!" Iris: "I thought as much. So, you do know of me." Kakeru: "...Ngh!" I had been thinking of how to lure her out. I was hoping to get at her as early as I could. But this is too early...! Kakeru: "Why are you here?!" Iris: "Why, indeed. Though I believe I should be asking you the same question." Iris: "Well, no matter. For whatever reason, you know about me and are trying to impede me." Iris: "That's why I've decided to change my plans in this branch." Kakeru: "What are you scheming?!" Iris: "You want to know what I'm planning? Hahah. Why, look for yourself." Iris: "It's been such a long time since I've been in this world. I'm going to indulge in some fun." Iris: "Just like a millennium ago, I'm reveling in watching men at each other's throats—in the chaos of it all." Kakeru: "...!!" Iris: "Well, I'll be off. Glad to chat." Iris: "Make sure to do your best, now. Hahaha." Kakeru: "Iris!!" Chaos? Do my best? Quit toying with me, you monster! Crazed Male Student: "Aaaaaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "Grk!" The billowing flames slowly burn my entire body. What do I do? What should I do? I'm all out of options to save him. I don't have a way to kill him either. In that case, I'll just have to restart. But where do I go back to? When did Iris come into contact with him?\nWhen would I be able to steal his Artifact safely? I just have to rely on trial and error until I find out. In this branch... I've lost. Crazed Male Student: "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "Dammit...! Activate! Over—" ???: "Rushing over here after class was worth it." Kakeru: "Huh...?" Noa: "The Order... Activate!" Kakeru: "Yuuki?!" Crazed Male Student: "Aaaaah! My body! My powerrrrr! It's burniiiiing!!" Noa: "How pitiful. Being at the mercy of your own powers. Settle yourself down a little." Noa: "Punishment!" Crazed Male Student: "Gah, ah... ah, unghhh...!" The boy goes from violently yelling and thrashing to convulsing and falling to his knees. Noa: "My first activation. And it went exactly as I designed." Noa: "This is more than enough for a test run. I'm able to control my powers, no problem." She closes her hand as if testing the sensation of something before opening it once more. Her eye, bearing her Stigma, looks unwaveringly down at me. Noa: "Sorry to make you wait. Can you stand?" Kakeru: "Oh, yeah. But, wait, how did you get here?" Noa: "I ran." Kakeru: "No, that's not what I meant!" Sophitia: "This boy is unbelievable." A rift opens and a plushie appears. This one seems to actually be Sophie. Sophitia: "Touching these flames alone would be enough to knock any normal person out, given the amount of opposing force he was producing." Sophitia: "To think, breaking through them using sheer willpower. Why, even I'm stunned." Kakeru: "Willpower? I see. That makes sense. Yuuki's all about that." Noa: "Kujo-san wanted to come as well, but I decided to stop her." Noa: "If the both of us fell, then no one would be around to help you." Kakeru: "Appreciate the help. But, oh. I hate to say this, but we're in checkmate. That guy can't be saved anymore." Noa: "Meaning we have no choice but to kill him?" Kakeru: "It's looking that way, yeah." Noa: "..." Yuuki purses her lips tight. Her eyes shoot down for a split second, too. Is she afraid of killing?\nOr is it a different emotion? A scummy thought runs through my head for a split second. I think to myself that I can probably use this situation to figure out what's weighing on Yuuki's mind. ...That's so fucked up, dammit. Kakeru: "This is a failure. I'll restart from this morning. If I do, I can probably save him." Noa: "You mean you'll revise fate, right?" Kakeru: "I'm not friends with that guy or anything, but I don't want to be forced into killing him." Kakeru: "I just can't consider that the final option after going through all that struggling." Noa: "I get it. I'll abide by your decision." Kakeru: "In that case, I'm sorry I made you run all the way out here, but..." Sophitia: "Hold on." Sophie floats her way over to me. Sophitia: "That boy is supposed to die once his powers backfire on him, correct?" Kakeru: "Yeah, he gets engulfed by his own flames." Sophitia: "Hmm." Kakeru: "Wait, is there still a chance to save him?" Sophitia: "You have quite a degree of expertise handling the illusory body, I see." Kakeru: "Huh? Oh, yeah. Not really sure what you're getting at, though." Sophitia: "An illusory body doesn't need to be the shape of a person." Kakeru: "Huh?" Sophitia: "I believe you should be able to use it in a similar fashion to me." Kakeru: "...!" Oh, right! Now I get it! Kakeru: "Yuuki." Noa: "Yes?" Kakeru: "I assume you've just got him pinned down right now." Noa: "Yes. It should be wearing off soon." Kakeru: "Can you render him unconscious or put him to sleep?" Noa: "I can." Kakeru: "Great. When I give the signal, do it." Noa: "Roger that." Kakeru: "Thanks, Sophie. I think I can make this work." Sophitia: "Save your thanks until after you've done it." Kakeru: "Yeah. You're right." I put strength into my legs and stand up. Crazed Male Student: "Ugh, ah, aaaah! Ngh, ah, aah...!" Noa: "If you're going to do something, be quick. You have ten more seconds." Kakeru: "Gotcha. Let's do this!" I run at him. I quickly close the gap between us. Crazed Male Student: "Stay... back... Don't... come... near... MEEE!!" Kakeru: "Ngh." I dive into the wall of flames, lunging at the boy. Kakeru: "Hold... still!" Crazed Male Student: "Ghh, gah!" I hold him down. Gotta picture it in my head. I'm not manifesting Lena. I'm manifesting something to protect us from the flames... Kakeru: "...Got it!" I did it! A dome-shaped barrier! This should do the trick! Just hold on, I'm going to... Kakeru: "Yuuki!" Noa: "The Order. Activate." ...save you, right now! Noa: "Punishment!" Crazed Male Student: "Urgh, aah...!" The out-of-control boy's body starts to go limp. As he loses consciousness, he also loses control of his powers. Here it comes! Kakeru: "Grk!" The flames unleashed in the hallway strike, attempting to devour the boy. Noa: "Niimi-kun!" Kakeru: "It's fine! Just hit the deck!" Kakeru: "Yaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "I'll be damned... if I let you die!!" Kakeru: "...! Haah, haah...! Haah...!" The flames disappear. We actually pulled through! Noa: "Are you unhurt?" Kakeru: "Yeah." I release the illusory barrier and touch the boy's neck. He has a pulse and he's breathing. He's also not frothing at the mouth. He just passed out. I'm pretty sure we saved him. We managed to keep him alive. Miyako: "Niimi-kun!" Yoichi: "Hey, ya still alive in there?" Kujo and Yoichi come running towards us. With the flames extinguished, the other students come out of the classroom. Sora: "Onii-chan!" Kakeru: "Whoa there." Sora practically tackles me into a hug, making me stagger backwards. I pat her on the head and remove the necklace Artifact from the student. Kakeru: "Kujo. Just to be sure, I want you to steal this." Miyako: "Right, got it." Noa: "Great work. I'm glad we managed to pull this off." Yoichi: "I don't know why a girl from Kujo Academy is here, but you're the same one who was with Kakeru yesterday, aren't you? Would you mind properly introducing her?" Kakeru: "Later." Yoichi: "Also, the other girl." Kakeru: "Okay, fine. Jeez. Anyway, let's hurry up and split. Yuuki isn't supposed to be here and it's gonna be a mess if Ms. Naruse catches us." Noa: "Right. Let's do just that."
After taking Sora to the station, we take ourselves to a diner. Yuuki and I are both exhausted and we probably should be going home to rest, but we still have matters to attend to. There are things I still need to tell everyone. Miyako: "So, the reason the fire happened early was..." Noa: "...Iris's handiwork, right?" Kakeru: "Yeah." I put my mouth to my straw and wet my whistle with some cola before continuing. Kakeru: "She's most likely planning on intentionally making Users go berserk." Noa: "To what end?" Sophitia: "To incite chaos. She absolutely loves that." Sophie answers in my stead. It seems that Sophie made herself acquainted with Yuuki when I wasn't paying attention, but not Kujo and Yoichi, which explains their confusion. But introducing Sophie can wait. Kakeru: "She said herself that she enjoys indulging in chaos." Kakeru: "Iris wound up making her moves much earlier than scheduled. Now that she has, we need to get our preparations in order." Kakeru: "As soon as possible, in fact." Miyako: "What do you mean by preparations?" Kakeru: "First, our teammates." Yoichi: "So, hey, can I go home now? I don't want to be part of the count." Kakeru: "You can go, if you want, but before you do..." Yoichi: "Don't tell me there's strings attached." Kakeru: "I want you to contact Takamine." Yoichi: "Taka... huh? Takamine? You mean Renya?" Kakeru: "Yes, the third-year—Renya Takamine." Yoichi: "Huh? Why him?" Kakeru: "Takamine runs that Mobius fansite, right?" Yoichi: "Uh, how should I know, dude?" Kakeru: "There's real Users on the role-playing forum there. One, at least." Kakeru: "That person should have gotten in contact with Takamine. Either that, or they're about to." Yoichi: "Oh, I get it. You want Takamine to introduce you to them?" Kakeru: "You got it. I can't afford to wait for a more natural way to befriend her. I also want to utilize Takamine's strength." Yoichi: "Oh? He's a User, too?" Kakeru: "No." Noa: "Then how will you utilize his strength?" Kakeru: "I meant his physical strength. I can't beat him in a one-on-one fight." Yoichi: "Ahh, I gotcha. Renya took karate, if I recall. So, yeah, he's pretty strong." Miyako: "Who is the person that you want him to introduce you to?" Kakeru: "Haruka Kosaka-san, a third-year. She has an extremely powerful ability." Kakeru: "I want to avoid fighting Iris unless we have her around." Noa: "Clearly her methods are pretty underhanded if she's willing to make Users go berserk, but how much power does Iris herself possess?" Kakeru: "She's strong enough to wipe everyone here off the map in an instant without even breaking a sweat." Yoichi: "Strong enough to what? Hey, I want no part of this. Don't count me in any of this. For real." Noa: "If you're not willing to fight, we have no need for you. You're unreliable anyway, so relax." Yoichi: "Oh, really? Well, that's good to hear." With a grin on his face, Yoichi stands up from his seat. Yoichi: "I'll get in contact with Renya for you. That's as much help as you get." Yoichi: "I won't do anything just like I promised, so keep me out of all of this. I just want to live in peace." Kakeru: "...Deal. Make sure my LIME ID gets to Takamine, then." Yoichi: "Gotcha! See ya!" Kakeru: "Wait." Yoichi: "Something else?" Kakeru: "Pay up." Yoichi: "..." Kakeru: "Pay your bill." Yoichi: "Dammit. Always sweating the small stuff. So, what? How much do I owe?" Yoichi checks the prices on the menu, pulls out his wallet, and places his coins on the table. Yoichi: "There, I paid. Now, I'll see you tomorrow. Toodles." Waving his hand, Yoichi exits the diner. Watching him walk out the door, Yuuki whispers as she sips on a cup of black tea. Noa: "You have quite the uncaring friend." Kakeru: "It's true there's some ill feelings between us, but this is a pretty special situation even if you set that aside." Kakeru: "I wouldn't blame him at all for not wanting to get wrapped up in it." Miyako: "I can sympathize. I sort of feel like I've been caught in a dream this whole time." Miyako: "But I think that fire made it all really sink in for me. Our powers can save lives." Miyako: "And there are people out there who let their powers get the better of them and those who are trying to abuse them." Noa: "You can back out, if you'd like. Everyone has things they're disinclined to." Noa: "You're far too kind." Miyako: "Yes, maybe I'm not the best suited for this. I couldn't have jumped into that fire like you did, Yuuki-san." Miyako: "But I still want to try. I'm sure there's some reason I've received this power." Miyako: "I want to be able to jump into the flames with you two next time, so I'm setting it as a goal." Noa: "In that case, join us in our fight." Miyako: "Right!" Noa: "Once we add those two, will we have all the members of our team assembled?" Kakeru: "Plus my little sister, yeah. That's something I'm really not keen on, but whatever." Miyako: "Sora-chan, right? She looked pretty shaken up back at school." Kakeru: "She'll be back to business as usual by tomorrow, I'm pretty sure, so... Yeah, her nerves are just fine." Kakeru: "She should also have her Artifact by tomorrow, too. No, wait, the day after tomorrow, I think." Noa: "I see. So, it's me, Niimi-kun, Kujo-san, Niimi-kun's sister, your uncaring friend, Renya Takamine, Haruka Kosaka..." Noa: "And..." Her eyes glance over to Sophie atop the table. Noa: "The sprite of Elfheim. That makes eight in total." Miyako: "What about the girl back at the fire?" Noa: "What girl?" Miyako: "The one who was with you. She had disappeared when we left, but..." Kakeru: "Oh, that. That's my illusory body." Miyako: "Illusory body?" Kakeru: "It's a sort of—how do I put it? Clone? Made by an Artifact." Kakeru: "So it's not a real human." Miyako: "Oh, that explains how she suddenly appeared." Noa: "You've had two relics this entire time?" Kakeru: "Sorry. I didn't get to tell you guys. I had Sophie pull some strings to lend it to me." Noa: "I see. So it's from the sprite..." Noa: "..." Noa: "If Iris is as powerful as you say, then we will also need to be stronger." Noa: "Sprite of Elfheim, I beseech you for new relics for both Kujo-san and myself." Sophitia: "..." Noa: "...Sprite?" Kakeru: "Hey, Sophie." Sophitia: "What? You called?" Kakeru: "Were you listening to her?" Sophitia: "Halfway, yes." Kakeru: "So, can you let Yuuki borrow an Artifact as well?" Sophitia: "There you go with the flippant requests again. No, I can't." Noa: "Why not?" Sophitia: "How many times must I explain it to you? It's getting on my nerves." Kakeru: "Basically, there's a complicated process involved with withdrawing Artifacts since they're so dangerous, so she's not giving permission." Noa: "That's fine. Understood." Sophitia: "Since I feel like I'm going to get asked a million questions if I stay here and there's no real point in me being present to begin with, I'll be taking my leave now." Sophitia: "Only call me when there's something important. Understand?" Kakeru: "Gotcha." Sophitia: "In that case, farewell." Miyako: "Oh. Um, excuse me?" Sophitia: "What?" Miyako: "I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Miyako Kujo." Sophitia: "Oh my, how conscientious of you. That is a lovely quality to have." Sophitia: "I am Sophitia. Sophie for short." Miyako: "Pleased to meet you. So, yes, I still have this." She produces the stolen Artifact from her pocket. Sophitia: "Oh my, how absentminded of me. I'll take that off your hands." Kakeru: "What are you going to do after you destroy it?" Sophitia: "Nothing, I'm just going to destroy it. And I'll continue to destroy it so it doesn't self-regenerate until the Ambrosia is complete." Noa: "Ambrosia? I believe that was the drug that annuls one's contract with their relic." Sophitia: "The same. Miyako, would you mind sticking your hand out?" Miyako: "Oh, sure. Like this?" Sophitia: "Thank you. Omf." Miyako: "Eek!" Sophie latches her mouth onto Kujo's hand, making Kujo let out an unusually frantic yelp. Naturally, Kujo's hand doesn't get eaten and only the Artifact disappears, but... ...can't she do it another way? It kind of freaks me out just watching it. Sophitia: "There, I've reclaimed it. I'll inform you once I'm done destroying it. You can deactivate your ability after that." Miyako: "Right. Understood." Sophitia: "All right, farewell. For real this time." Miyako: "Wow, incredible." After marveling at Sophie's flashy exit, Kujo looks down at the hand Sophie chomped—perhaps out of some lingering sense of discomfort. Kakeru: "...Did it hurt?" Miyako: "No. It just startled me so badly that I ended up yelling. Heh heh." Miyako: "And the people from the other world looking like plushies was also a surprise." Kakeru: "Ah, about that... That was one of those illusory bodies I spoke of earlier. Her main body is in regular human form." Miyako: "Ohh, that makes sense. So, people from her world look just like us." Noa: "I know we just saw the sprite, but Niimi-kun, I still have questions." Kakeru: "Sure." Noa: "What kind of person is Takamine?" Kakeru: "Takamine's... Hmm..." Kakeru: "Hard to describe. Quirky? Self-assertive? I think he'd mesh well with you in a certain sense." Noa: "In what sense?" Kakeru: "In a certain kind of one." Noa: "What does that even mean?" Kakeru: "All I can say is you'll know when you see him." Noa: "...?" She tilts her head quizzically. I say that because they're both cut from the same cloth. If our meeting goes smoothly, then they can probably hit it off. ...That being said, birds of a feather don't ALWAYS flock together. Miyako: "What about the other upperclassman?" Kakeru: "She's quiet and kind of timid, but she should get along with you, Yuuki. And not in a certain sense, this time; I'm talking straight up." Kakeru: "She can talk to you on the same level about anime, manga, the works. That's her forte." Noa: "I look forward to meeting her, then." Kakeru: "Also, she's a cat-lover." Noa: "..." Yuuki's face tenses up for some reason. Kakeru: "Cats. She's a cat-lover. Just like you." Noa: "I don't ever remember telling you that." Kakeru: "You got all disappointed when a stray ran away from you the other day, right?" Noa: "..." Noa: "Pardon?" Kakeru: "Sorry. I was watching." Noa: "......" Although she tries to feign calmness, her hand holding her teacup is trembling up a storm. She's also slightly red in the face. Miyako: "Tee hee, I sometimes stop if I spot a stray, but I can never get them to come near me either." Noa: "Yes, I couldn't keep that cat from running away from me." Noa: "It's not like cats particularly hate me. Understand?" Kakeru: "Uh, sure, but I never said they did." Miyako: "Oh, there's a super friendly cat next to our cafe. An orange tabby. It's a stray, but it'll always come near you." Noa: "...An orange tabby?" Miyako: "Yep, an orange tabby. One that'll even let you rub its tummy." Kakeru: "Huh? Wait, pretty sure that's the cat that Yuuki tried to pet the other day." Noa: "It ran away from me." Miyako: "Oh." Noa: "It wouldn't come near me." Miyako: "..." Noa: "And it wouldn't let me pet its head, much less its tummy." Miyako: "Oh, e-erm, maybe it was a different orange tabby! There's probably a few out there!" Miyako: "Yeah, if it were the friendly one, it'd come to you too..." Noa: "No cat has ever liked me." Miyako: "..." Not even Kujo has a good answer for that one, so she remains silent. Welp, she's forced my hand. Time to give Yuuki some special information to help cheer her up. Kakeru: "So, about Kosaka-senpai?" Noa: "...Yes?" Kakeru: "I'm going to make this a little vague since I feel awkward revealing her power while she's not here, but depending on how she uses it, she can even charm cats over to her side." Noa: "Charm cats?" Kakeru: "Yeah, and not just to her side, but she can bestow others with that same charm effect as well." Kakeru: "Get it? In other words, dear Yuuki..." Noa: "Y-Yes?" Kakeru: "If Senpai uses her power, then not only will cats start coming toward you, you'll be able to pet them as much as you'd like." Noa: "!!" Yuuki's eyes shoot open at the revelation. That sort of startled me. That's the biggest bite I've gotten out of her ever, jeez. Noa: "Now I see. That is indeed powerful." Noa: "We need to bring her into the team!" Kakeru: "R-Right. Let's do that." Noa: "...I'm sorry. I got a little too excited." Kakeru: "Oh, yeah. A little? Yeah, a little's fine." Miyako: "Um, I hate to interrupt, but are the both of you all right?" Miyako: "You both pulled some crazy stunts today, so maybe you should start heading home to rest?" Kakeru: "You're right. Actually, wait, you've got a shift to go to, don't you?" Miyako: "I've told them that I'll be late, so don't worry." Noa: "We're all roughly filled in, and we can't do much other than wait to find out about the fire ability User's wellbeing anyway." Noa: "I say we retire. The both of you did fine work." Kakeru: "Yeah, feeling's mutual." Miyako: "Yes, great job." Miyako: "See you all tomorrow." Kakeru: "Yeah, catch you tomorrow." Noa: "Farewell." We pay for our checks, leave the diner, and say goodbye to Kujo at the station. Kakeru: "Your house is that way, right?" Noa: "It is." Kakeru: "Ah, okay. I live the other way, so I'll see you." Noa: "Can you spare a moment?" Kakeru: "Hm?" Noa: "I have a question." Kakeru: "Sure, what's up?" Noa: "Why are you fighting?" Kakeru: "Why...?" I tilt my head, baffled at the question. Noa: "There's no hidden intent behind me asking. Just personally curious." Noa: "This may sound imprudent, but I have always desired a fate such as this." Noa: "I have always desired that all of my wildest designs would one day come true." Noa: "I received a power and had a fateful encounter with someone. That is as good a reason as any for me to fight. I am not a very complicated person." Noa: "I sense a very noble spirit from Kujo-san—a noblesse oblige, if you would." Noa: "Since she possesses it, she feels obliged to fight for the sake of those who do not." Noa: "It seems that she was born with that distinct nobility of heart." Noa: "Which is why I can understand why she would want to do what she can even if it meant risking her life." Noa: "But what about you?" Noa: "You're the only one with an unclear reason for fighting." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "This might disappoint you, but..." I preface before telling her. Before telling her my honest reasoning. Kakeru: "My initial reason is because Kujo talked me into it. In another branch. The very first one, in fact." Kakeru: "While we prevented it in this branch, in that one she asked me if we could investigate the human petrification case together." Kakeru: "Who wouldn't want a cute girl asking you favors? I had no sense of duty to protect the town, but I did have a hidden agenda of wanting to get closer to Kujo." Kakeru: "That was my initial reason, and nothing more." I smile wryly. Yuuki stares at me sternly without the slightest hint of a grin. Kakeru: "...But I experienced a lot. Kujo died, my sister disappeared, everyone... turned to stone." Kakeru: "I've experienced my loved ones dying so many times. No, actually, the me from other branches crammed those memories into the me you see here today." Kakeru: "It's the ultimate nuisance. And thanks to it..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "It's made me become fed up with the idea of any of that ever happening again." Kakeru: "I don't want to see people die anymore." Kakeru: "That's my reason for fighting." Kakeru: "That's it." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Does that suffice?" Noa: "Yes. Thank you for answering me." Noa: "Today was pretty chaotic, but try to rest up." Kakeru: "Sure, right back at you, Yuuki." Noa: "Also, one last thing." Kakeru: "Hm?" Noa: "I respect your reason for fighting." Noa: "I am glad that I met you. Thanks to you, my tale is finally setting into motion." Noa: "I'll be off now." Kakeru: "Y-Yeah. See you later." Noa: "..." I stare at Yuuki as she walks off into the distance. Her tale, huh? Now that there's been an irregularity, I don't have the slightest idea of what will happen from here on out. But I'll make it through this.\nI'm going to ensure that our tales have a happy ending. Yuuki's, mine, and everyone else's. We'll fight victorious. As a team. I'm too spent to go out somewhere to eat, so I sadly munch away at a premade meal I bought at the convenience store. That's when my phone starts to vibrate. An unknown number shows up on the display. I answer the phone as I guess the caller. Kakeru: "Hello?" Renya: "You're Kakeru Niimi-kun, I presume?" I knew it. It's Takamine. It seems that Yoichi already put in a good word for me. Kakeru: "You're Takamine. Err, the upperclassman from school, right?" I almost slip up and talk to him in the same way as my memory from another branch, so I scramble to correct myself. I've really got to be careful.\nIf I leave him with a bad or disrespectful first impression, everything is going to fall through. Renya: "Yoichi told me that you wanted to speak with me." Kakeru: "Erm, how much did he tell you, if you don't mind?" Renya: "That a man by the name of Kakeru Niimi wanted to talk to me. That is the extent of what Yoichi told me." Kakeru: "No way, are you kidding me?" Dammit, I get Yoichi doesn't want to be bothered, but he could have AT LEAST told him a little more than that. Kakeru: "Uh, right. So, where should I begin?" Takamine is the quick-to-comprehend type like Yuuki. Or, at least, I think he is. I think forgoing an explanation from the top and just listing off the facts would probably be the best way to go about this. Kakeru: "You know about the fire that happened today, correct? The one at school." Renya: "I didn't personally see it, but there was apparently a rather peculiar fire that broke out, yes?" Renya: "Despite the first floor hallway being engulfed in flames, they were instantly extinguished without leaving a single thing singed. Or so I'm told." Kakeru: "Right. That was an incident caused by a User." Renya: "By User, do you mean... an Artifact User?" Kakeru: "Exactly so." Renya: "Oh-ho..." Just like I guessed, that seems to have gotten through to him. Then again, he might be thinking this is some extension of the role-playing forum and I'm using the mysterious fire as a plot point in a callback to the anime. At any rate, I should keep going before Takamine starts to question things. Renya: "Judging from the way you're speaking, you seem to have some kind of involvement." Kakeru: "Me and my friends were the ones who brought the situation under control." Renya: "So, am I to extrapolate that you and these friends of yours are Artifact Users?" Kakeru: "You certainly can." Renya: "It's all clear. Heh heh heh, crystal clear. Now I see why you've turned to me." Kakeru: "I figured you wo—Hm?" Renya: "So, the day has finally come. The day of my Rig Veda's glorious birth!" Kakeru: "..." Y'know, something tells me we've got our wires crossed, but, uh, I guess this is fine. That aside, I should get into the main subject now. Renya: "Heh. Hahahaha. I don't think that I've ever felt this level of exhilaration before." Renya: "I feel it surging—COURSING through me! The day is finally here!" Renya: "Kakeru Niimi." Kakeru: "Uh, yes?" Renya: "Refer to me as Commander." Kakeru: "I decline." Renya: "..." Kakeru: "..." Renya: "I need to think of your codename as well. Heh heh heh, this is so very thrilling!" Kakeru: "No, we can do without." Renya: "Don't be so reserved. I will come up with a fitting codename for you." Kakeru: "..." ...I very clearly said no, though.\nThis guy's mental fortitude is just as insane as Yoichi's—albeit in different aspects. Kakeru: "Yes, um, as for why I wished to speak to you..." Renya: "Enough with your formal tone. We are on the same side. Speak freely." Kakeru: "Okay, if you insist. There's a girl named Haruka Kosaka in your class, right?" Renya: "Is she, by any chance, one of the friends you spoke of?" Kakeru: "Huh? Um, no..." Huh? I thought that these two knew each other through the website, so why is he... ... Oh! That's it! It's too early! Senpai posting her message to the forum happens later! I should have realized something was up when Takamine didn't know about Artifacts or Users from earlier! Which means that Kosaka-senpai doesn't know that Takamine is Commander from the site yet either! Renya: "You've fallen silent. What's the matter? Bad reception?" Kakeru: "Ahh, wait, we're a little mixed up here. I was hoping that you could introduce me to Kosaka-senpai." Renya: "Me? I've never spoken to her." Kakeru: "Y-Yeah, like I figured. But you actually have spoken to her. On the website, that is." Renya: "Website? Do you happen to mean the site I run, the Leaves of Agastya?" Kakeru: "Right. If I recall, there's a regular on your site who goes by the name Queen of Eden, right?" Renya: "That's her?" Kakeru: "The Queen of Eden is Kosaka-senpai." Renya: "Unbelievable. To think that a fellow enthusiast was right under my nose the entire time." Renya: "However, Kakeru Niimi." Kakeru: "Why do you keep calling me by my full name every time?" Renya: "Divulging one's identity without their permission is unacceptable. Although people think the web is a lawless no man's land, there are still rules." Kakeru: "I'm really sorry about that. I'll see that I apologize to her myself. But I need to bring Kosaka-senpai over to our side by any means." Kakeru: "This may be too forward coming from a relative stranger, but would you please lend your help?" Renya: "Hmm, yes. So, you are not truly after me, but her." Kakeru: "Sorry. I had to turn to you so that I could get to know her in the least amount of time possible." Renya: "Heh, you needn't worry. Fine. I will lend my assistance." Kakeru: "Thanks. I appreciate it." Renya: "I have never spoken to Kosaka-kun, but I have had a few email exchanges with the Queen of Eden." Renya: "It goes against proper etiquette, but I will reveal my identity. If I tell her what you told me, then I'm sure she will be on board." Renya: "But what next? Should I just give her your contact information?" Kakeru: "Ah, right. Uh, yeah, good question." Kosaka-senpai is pretty introverted. And not counting Takamine, since their interactions were all web-based, I doubt she'd be eager to go contacting some random boy, i.e. me. I say that, but I'd be pretty nervous about contacting her first myself. Kakeru: "Do you have any plans after school tomorrow?" Renya: "Me? None in particular." Kakeru: "If Kosaka-senpai is free around then, would you mind introducing me? At a diner, or somewhere." Renya: "A diner... I see, a diner, eh? Heh heh heh, very well. I will see what Kosaka-kun is up to." Kakeru: "Thanks. Please do." Renya: "I'll report to you once Kosaka-kun replies. Is there anything else you needed to speak about?" Kakeru: "No, that's all." Renya: "All right, then I'll bid you adieu. This has been a very worthwhile experience." Kakeru: "It was a pretty ludicrous topic to just suddenly drop on someone, but I'm glad to hear you say that." Kakeru: "Right, till tomorrow." Renya: "Yeah, see you then. Have a splendid evening." Kakeru: "Splendid evening... Uh, right, good night to you, too." I end the call and place my phone on the table. I've managed to befriend Takamine without having to fight him. Kosaka-senpai should be all about these kinds of topics. I'm sure she'll take the bite and she'll likely respond favorably. Well, for the most part, I've cleared my objective of assembling a party. Now it's matter of WHEN we'll be ready to fight Iris. She seemed to show herself to me today as a means of checking whether I knew about her or not. So she's probably on guard. There's a high chance that she's hiding somewhere out there, too. We've got to nab Iris before she can properly synchronize with Ms. Naruse. ... Wait a second. I've been assuming that we have to fight Iris synchronized with Ms. Naruse, but is that necessary? Couldn't we just fight her in that plushie illusory body? Yuuki could target Iris that way. Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Sophie, are you around? I have a question." As soon as I call her, space distorts. Sophitia: "What?" Kakeru: "You can synchronize with people of the Naruse family, can't you? So long as they're your Resonant?" Sophitia: "You even know about that, I see. I have an idea what your question pertains to. It's about Iris, isn't it?" Kakeru: "Yeah, Iris is trying to intervene in this world by synchronizing with a human by the name of Satsuki Naruse." Kakeru: "Would it be possible for you to synchronize with her first before Iris has a chance?" Sophitia: "I've already tried. Back when you told me about Iris, in fact." Kakeru: "Didn't work, huh?" Sophitia: "No, it did not. Iris has already started her synchronization with Satsuki." Sophitia: "And I do not have enough power to seize control." Kakeru: "Oh. I see." Sophitia: "The fortunate thing is that the World's Eye has yet to fully self-regenerate." Sophitia: "Their souls are only tenuously connected at the moment. I'd say she is far from being able to assume control of Satsuki's body." Kakeru: "She'll have to use the same illusory body as you until the World's Eye is fully repaired." Kakeru: "Then that gives us enough opportunity to... Wait, no. If Yuuki can't get involved unless Iris is synchronized with Ms. Naruse, then maybe we shouldn't interfere with Iris taking control..." Kakeru: "Which means we're forced to wait. But is there any chance that she might come attack us anyway? Even without synchronizing with Ms. Naruse?" Sophitia: "I wouldn't know. In Iris's eyes, all humans other than herself are worthless piles of trash." Sophitia: "She is likely somewhat more aware of you now, but I doubt that she's on high alert." Sophitia: "Not until she realizes that you're the wielder of Overlord." Kakeru: "That makes me want to hurry and settle this even more. But the fact that we're not prepared in the least is not doing us any favors." Sophitia: "It's not clear when your chance might come. Dawdle in your preparations and you might let victory slip through your fingers." Kakeru: "Pretty much, yeah." Yuuki holds the key to beating Iris. We're probably past the point of taking a slow approach to catching up with her, or anything like that. Tomorrow, we talk. About everything. Kakeru: "Thanks. I'll try to do the best I can." Sophitia: "While I feel sorry for this member of the Naruse family who's trying to mend it, if you have a chance to either steal or break the World's Eye, then take it." Sophitia: "Although I can't imagine that Iris will take that lying down. Don't expect opportunity to conveniently drop into your lap, and try to do your very best." Kakeru: "I'll do just that." Sophitia: "I'll be off, then." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Dang, the food's ice cold now." I take my food to the kitchen. I pop it in the microwave and close the door. I blankly stare at the container as it slowly revolves inside.\nI think to myself. Maybe there is an infinite number of options. There might be a few right answers or only one. Or there very well might not even be one. I'm fortunate enough to be able to redo things, but... It's pretty draining. Trying this hard to pick the right path, that is. What I need to do for the time being is— Kakeru: "Oh. It's done." I pluck my warmed food out of the microwave and move back to the living room. Can't fight on an empty stomach. Things are starting to get in motion faster than I ever expected. I'd better eat up and prepare. Tomorrow's another day where I'm going to have to get a lotta stuff done.
Sora: "Oh, there you are. G'mornin'!" Kakeru: "'Sup." I meet up with Sora in our usual spot and we walk to school together. Still no word from Takamine. I'm guessing either Kosaka-senpai hasn't replied yet or they're still ironing out the details. Here's hoping that there's a conclusion before the end of school... Sora: "So, hey, brostein?" Kakeru: "Hmm?" Sora: "I forgot to say this yesterday, but..." Kakeru: "But what?" Sora: "Thank you. For saving me, that is." Kakeru: "Ahh, I see. I'm just glad you're safe. Really." Sora: "Yup, 'ppreciated." Sora: "What was all that, though? The flames just poofed away." Kakeru: "Yeah, sure did." I'll explain AFTER she becomes a User. She's just gonna laugh in my face if I speak now. Sora: "It was sort of like magic, you know?" Kakeru: "Yeah, hard to come up with an explanation other than magic or something like that." Sora: "You can say that again." Sora: "..." Sora: "So, well, yeah. It was magic." Kakeru: "Hmm?" Sora: "Okay, hear me out and don't laugh at me." Kakeru: "Okay." Sora: "I have reason to believe that I've turned into a mage." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Hm?" Sora: "A mage... No, a magical girl. That's me." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Holy crap, you're stunned silent. That sure isn't what I expected. I thought you'd laugh in my face." Kakeru: "Hold up, hold up. Did you..." Sora: "Oh God, it was a joke. Just a joke. Just forget I said it. Spare me the snarky retorts." Kakeru: "...happen to pick up a piece of jewelry?" Sora: "Huh? Oh. I did." Kakeru: "Why are you a day off, too...?" Sora: "Huh? What? What is? What's a day off? Tell me, what?" Kakeru: "..." Why are all these irregularities popping up...? Did she actually become a User at this point in the other branches, too? When she said that she gained her Artifact after the fire, was she just giving a random answer without much thought? Or has her Artifact been with her the whole time and she just never noticed it in the other branches? Knowing Sora, any of those could be possible...\nThis girl's life is the epitome of random, after all. Sora: "Hey, what? Can we not with the silence? You're freaking me out." Kakeru: "Man, you were supposed to be telling me this tomorrow, though." Sora: "Huh...? No, seriously, you're freaking me out. Quit saying stuff even more cryptic than me. It's scary." Kakeru: "Presence, right?" Sora: "Come again?" Kakeru: "You can manipulate your presence and essentially become an invisible woman. That's about the gist of your magic, right?" Sora: "Well, yes, but... Wait, what? How do you know that?" Kakeru: "Because MY magic lets me know." Sora: "..." Sora: "Hm? Hm? You too, broman? You too, broski?" Kakeru: "Yep, me too." Sora: "Get outta town... I thought that the stress from yesterday was making me lose it, so I was going to come to you for advice, but..." Sora: "I see. Quite the news, indeed. I see thou art a magical girl as well, O dearest brother." Kakeru: "Yeah, only I'm not a girl. That moniker can go to everyone else BUT me, though." Sora: "Everyone else? Huh?" Kakeru: "There are more besides you and me." Sora: "Ah, you mean, uh, the fire-starter from my class yesterday." Kakeru: "Besides him, too." Sora: "Really? There's even more? ...Well, guess I can kiss feeling special goodbye." Kakeru: "Are you free after school?" Sora: "I have a press interview and a gravure photoshoot." Kakeru: "Meet me at the front gates after class. The whole crew is coming today." Sora: "You can't just order me around out of nowhere. I have to clear it with my manager first." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Hey, hold up! That's the noise you make when something's really pissing you off!" Kakeru: "Your lame shticks are working my last nerve." Sora: "Hey, wait! Bro-bro! That's not right! It's REALLY scaring me! Being your sister doesn't stop me from getting freaked out!" Kakeru: "Are you free after school?" Sora: "Yes, sir." Kakeru: "...Man, our conversations have so much pointless back-and-forth that it's ridiculous." Sora: "That's what communication is supposed to be like. God, you suck at conversations!" Kakeru: "Shut your face. You're the one who gets all timid when you're around new people." Sora: "Well, of course. Only crazy people would act this way around a person they just met." Kakeru: "If you think it's so crazy, then stop doing it around me, too..." Sora: "But we're family! Family! Meaning you should accept me for who I am!" Kakeru: "...Man, you were so calm and cute when you were small, too." Sora: "Um, excuse me, O dearest brother of mine? You know that comment hit me harder than any as of late, right? You know that those sorts of comments hit me the hardest, right?" Kakeru: "Boy... how did you ever turn out like this?" Sora: "Come on! Quit it!! God!" Yoichi: "Ooh, Kakeruuu! Let's eat lunch!" Kakeru: "Sure." Lunchtime.\nLike usual, I eat my food with Yoichi. Kakeru: "By the way, I forgot to tell you this morning." Yoichi: "Tell me what?" Kakeru: "Thanks for getting in contact with Takamine." Yoichi: "Oh, that. Sure, sure. But that's the last of my help, okay? I mean it." Kakeru: "I hear you. I won't ask you to help us. As long as you don't use the Evil Eye, I'll leave you alone." Yoichi: "Don't worry, I won't. I like dishing out the punishment, but I hate taking it." Kakeru: "You sure are a piece of work..." Yoichi: "That's just how I operate. Accept it." Kakeru: "..." I sigh to myself. In the other branch, Yoichi ended up helping us when it came down to it, but... I'm still being careful. He could already be teamed up with Iris by now and using the Evil Eye discreetly enough to not catch my attention. Yoichi: "I can tell that's not a look of trust in your eyes. Have you always been this suspicious, Kakeru?" Kakeru: "I've been burned my fair share of times." Yoichi: "Boy, did your personality ever get twisted." Kakeru: "Look who's talking." Yoichi: "What, a person as honest as me should—huh?" Yoichi cuts himself off and his eyes widen. I track his gaze and look toward the entrance to find Takamine standing there for some reason. He notices us as well and walks our way. Renya: "I've been looking for you. I should have asked for your class number." Yoichi: "Huh? What is it...?" Renya: "I've come to report. Might I sit?" Kakeru: "Oh, sure." He brings a free chair over to my desk and takes a seat. Renya: "It's about Kosaka-kun." Kakeru: "How did it go?" Renya: "Just as you said, Kosaka-kun is indeed the Queen of Eden." Renya: "She was surprised to learn that I was Commander, as well." Renya: "I confirmed that she is a User. As for the meeting, she seemed quite indecisive, but..." Kakeru: "She said she'd come?" Renya: "Yeah. She said she would love to meet any other Artifact Users." Kakeru: "Ah, that's great. Thanks for getting in contact with her." Renya: "Please, think nothing of it. So, where shall we rendezvous?" Kakeru: "Ah, right. I want to meet up with our friend from another school first, so maybe we should just gather at the meeting spot." Renya: "Then Kosaka-kun, Yoichi, and I will await you at the diner." Yoichi: "Wha? Me?" Renya: "Aren't you coming?" Yoichi: "I'm not." Renya: "What? You're not?" Yoichi: "Nope, I'm not." Renya: "But why...?! It's a diner...!" Yoichi: "Who cares if it's a diner, dude? Sounds like a pain in the ass, so count me out." Renya: "What a cruel fate. A special chance to go to a diner, utterly wasted." Yoichi: "Special? Uh, mundane is more like it." Renya: "By the way, which diner are we going to? Gost? Jonathun's? Or maybe Soizeriya?" Kakeru: "The Jonathun's by the station will do. It's the closest." Renya: "Right. Jonathun's it is, then. What a treat this will be. Heh heh heh, Artifact Users meeting under the same roof." Yoichi: "You're so giddy that it's getting annoying." Renya: "The same Artifacts that existed only in the confines of fiction have been brought to our world as well. Not only that... heh heh heh..." Renya: "I find myself right in the midst of it all. How do you expect me NOT to be elated?!" Yoichi: "Huh? But you're not a User, right?" Renya: "No, I am not." Yoichi: "Then you're not in the midst of anything." Renya: "Oh, but I am! I may not be in the center of this tale, but I am already part of your band of fellows!" Yoichi: "You are...? Since when?" Renya: "The moment you contacted me, dear Yoichi!" Yoichi: "Wha...?" Renya: "You will be taking responsibility for embroiling me in this, so you too shall come to Jonathun's." Yoichi: "Ugh, this suuuucks." Renya: "Heh heh heh. The more the merrier, after all." Yoichi heaves a sigh and Takamine chuckles in satisfaction. He's not all hyped up over this meeting, he's hyped because he finally has enough people for that thing of his. No doubt about it. Yoichi: "Your report over?" Renya: "Yes, that is all." Yoichi: "Then amscray." Renya: "What? I planned on eating lunch with the both of you." Yoichi: "Say what?" Renya: "Come on, lemme join. Let's all eat together." Yoichi: "Seriously, why are you so damn giddy? You've been slipping out of character for a while now, too." Renya: "Whoops, pardon me. Let us all partake in lunch." Yoichi: "Sure, bud. Whatever." Renya: "Heh heh heh, I bought some egg sandwiches from the bakery by the station. They're superb. Care for some, you two?" Yoichi: "Yeah, no thanks." Kakeru: "I'm good, too." Renya: "Hmph, fine." Renya: "Oh yes. Speaking of that bakery, the corn-filled buns are simply—" Yoichi: "Shut the hell up and eat your food." Renya: "Heh. So be it, then." Yoichi: "Haaah." Kakeru: "Funny to see you in the same position I'm usually in, Yoichi." Yoichi: "I bug you on purpose, but Takamine being an airhead makes him downright annoying." Kakeru: "Uh, on purpose is worse, though..." Renya: "Are you sure you don't want any of this sandwich? It's mighty good." Yoichi: "I said no, dammit. God, you're irritating!" Renya: "Heh." Yoichi: "Wait, what are you laughing about?" Renya: "A lively midday meal. It's nice." Yoichi: "What is with this guy? Haaah." Sora: "Erm. Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Sora. I'm Kakeru's little sister." Miyako: "Nice to meet you as well. I'm Miyako Kujo, his classmate." Sora, Kujo, and I meet up at the front gate, and Sora gives herself a simple introduction. Sora: "So, yeah, um... I still don't have a firm grasp on the situation yet, so..." Kakeru: "I'll go over things in detail, so just hang tight for now." Sora: "Details are whatever, I'm nervous as heck. You can't just tell me to meet new people out of nowhere." Miyako: "Hehe, I'm the same. I don't talk to upperclassmen much, so I get nervous, too." Miyako: "Oh, I forgot I'm an upperclassman to you, aren't I, Sora-chan? Don't worry, you don't have to be extra polite around me or anything. Just be your normal self." Sora: "Oh. Okay. Thank you very much. Then Senpai, do you mind if I were to call you Miya?" Kakeru: "Well, dang, you got casual real fast." Sora: "Hey! She said it was fine!" Miyako: "Hehe, it is fine. Nice to meet you." Sora: "Yes, pleasure to meet'cha!" Sora: "Anyway, we're going to a diner, 'ight?" Kakeru: "First, the station. We can head over after we meet up with Yuuki." Sora: "Sure, but the name 'Yuuki' isn't jogging my memory." Miyako: "The girl from Kujo Girls Academy. She was with us during the fire." Sora: "Oh! That girl! Right, right. Read you loud and clear." Kakeru: "Let's hit the road." Miyako: "Okay! You can put your bags in my bike basket, if you'd like." Sora: "Thank ya kindly!" We leave school and head toward the train station. Despite the attitude Sora puts on, she's pretty shy. If she loosens up one-on-one with Kujo now, then it'll make things easier later. But how can I contribute? I ponder, but it doesn't seem to be necessary. Sora: "Senpai, do you live far?" Miyako: "It's only twenty minutes by bike. Not that far." Sora: "Twenty minutes? Why not just take the train at that point? I'm only one stop up, but I still commute by train." Miyako: "Oh, are you? I thought you lived closer." Sora: "Well, broski's house is close, you see. He started living on his own for some odd reason." Miyako: "Oooh, that makes sense. I always wondered why he comes to the shop by himself so often." Sora: "Shop?" Miyako: "A cafe. He often comes to eat there." Sora: "Oh. Ah. That kind of shop." Kakeru: "Your mind went straight into the gutter, didn't it? God, you're dumb." Sora: "It did not! And I'm not dumb!" Miyako: "Gutter...?" Sora: "No, forget it! Don't worry! We can just leave that topic buried, if you'd please!" Miyako: "Huh?" Looks like she's already warming up well enough without my help. Come to think of it... she got along with everyone quickly in the other branches, too. I guess she was only shy as a kid. Even with memories from the future, my image of Sora is stuck in the past. Kind of funny, if you think about it. Noa: "Noa Yuuki. Pleasure." Sora: "I'm Sora, Kakeru's sister. Pleasure to meet you." We reach the station and convene with Yuuki. All right, time to go. Kakeru: "I got a message a moment ago. Seems Yoichi and the others are already there. We'd better hurry it up." Noa: "Roger." Sora: "Yikes! I'm so nervous!" Miyako: "Um, how many people are there in total again?" Kakeru: "Let's see. Us included... seven?" Noa: "And the extra person knows that we are all ability-wielders as well, correct?" Kakeru: "She should. Oh, but then again, I didn't ask how much Takamine explained to her." Noa: "Even if you had asked... she might not even believe what he told her in the first place." Noa: "What if she demands proof that we're who we say we are? I don't want to use my power frivolously." Kakeru: "I don't think that she's the type to ask for that, but... Oh, well, given her other side's personality, she might." Sora: "What do you mean, 'her other side's personality'?" Kakeru: "Kosaka-senpai is extremely shy around others. Especially men." Kakeru: "So, considering she's with two men at this moment, I assume the stress has forced her to change personalities. With her ability, that is." Noa: "...Her ability lets her change personalities?" Kakeru: "There's more to it than that, but pretty much. Her other personality is, well, sharp? Basically, she keeps on her game, so she might ask questions." Miyako: "Then if she does, should I use my power?" Kakeru: "Nah, I think that..." Lena: "...bringing me out'll do the job." Sora: "Gwoooh!!" I summon Lena, and Sora lets out a middle-aged man scream and jumps back. Sora: "That scared the crap out of me. Huh? Wait, where did she... What?!" Miyako: "Erm, so you're basically Niimi-kun's... clone?" Lena: "More or less. Name's Lena. Nice t'meet ya." Sora: "Uh. Right. Clone... Huh? Hmm, hm? Bro-bro's clone? Why is it a girl?" Kakeru: "Ah, that. Basically, someone entrusted this power to me before, so I'm using it with its form as-is." Lena: "This guy gave me the name, though." Kakeru: "Uhh, well, yeah." Sora: "Uh-huh... Why 'Lena'?" Kakeru: "Uh, well, that's what I came up with on the spot, y'see. It's kind of hard to explain why..." Sora: "Not 'Luna-chan', but 'Lena'?" Kakeru: "Ah dammit, you figured it out." Noa: "...A very sibling-like exchange. I'd appreciate more clarity for the rest of us, however." Kakeru: "Well, when Sora was born, our mom was caught between names. She either wanted to name her 'Sora' written with the 'sky' character that's usually pronounced 'ten', or 'Luna' written with the 'moon' character that's usually read like 'tsuki'." Miyako: "Oh wow. Luna-chan?" Sora: "Okay, I think that 'Sora' with the 'ten' character is pretty wack, too. But if she had ever named me 'Luna' written like 'tsuki', then I'd go straight to court. There'd have been a name change trial as soon as I was born." Kakeru: "Yeah, I wasn't too sure about the Luna thing even back then. That's why, well..." Noa: "You tweaked it a little to Lena." Kakeru: "Yeah. That. Yup." Sora: "Which means you gave her the name that was supposed to go to your little sister. Which also means you consider this clone like said sister." Kakeru: "Wrong. What are you, stupid?" Noa: "...A sister complex?" Kakeru: "No! Absolutely not!" Lena: "Damn, you're creepy." Kakeru: "Listen to me! I just thought of it on the spot! There's no deeper meaning to it!" Lena: "Well, doesn't really matter to me. Better than 'Ghost', at least." Miyako: "'Ghost'...? Oh, was that your name from before you were passed on to Kakeru?" Lena: "Yep. Anyway, what're we doin'? You keepin' me out all the way there?" Kakeru: "Nah, I'll bring you out if I get asked." Lena: "Gotcha. Ring if you need me, then." Sora: "Whoa! She vanished." Kakeru: "Showing her this should do a quick job of convincing her." Noa: "Yes. But you're being too careless. You shouldn't use your power right out in public." Kakeru: "Ah, my bad. I wasn't thinking." Sora: "Thoughtless, and with a sister complex to boot. Way to be a total degenerate, I swear." Kakeru: "Shut the hell up, will you?" Sora: "Oh yeah? 'Sup? You wanna go, numb nuts?" Kakeru: "'Scuse me? Gimme a minute alone with ya, jerkface." Miyako: "U-Um, we should really get going..." Kakeru: "Oh, almost forgot. Yeah, let's go." Sora: "Uh, just so you know, we break out into the occasional lighthearted fight. We're not really getting angry with one another, so no need for concern. Sorry about that." Miyako: "Oh, r-right. Okay. Sorry for interrupting." Noa: "...You did the right thing by stopping it. I don't want to keep our contacts waiting, so let's hurry along."
We enter and turn down the waitress's offer to show us to a seat, instead searching for Yoichi and the others. Miyako: "Niimi-kun, over there." Kakeru: "Oh, there they are." Upon finding the three of them, we head deeper into the diner. Renya: "Heh. So they've arrived." Yoichi: "Jeez, what took you?" I guess they already accommodated for the party size since they've got two four-seater tables pushed into one. Yoichi and Takamine are sitting next to each other and Kosaka-senpai is across from them. Senpai has a vibrant yet gentle smile on her face. Looks like her other personality is out, just like I expected. I give a slight bow to Senpai before taking a seat next to Yoichi. Yuuki sits beside me and Kujo sits beside Senpai, automatically leaving Sora to sit next to Kujo. Haruka: "Greetings. You may call me Haruka Kosaka. Pleasure to make your acquaintances." Kakeru: "I'm Kakeru Niimi. This is my little sister, Sora, and—" First, simple self introductions. Lena—Ghost—excluded, this is the full line-up of the Valhalla Society and Rig Veda. Sure wish we could have all sat down peacefully at the same table like this from the start in the other branches, too. Yoichi: "Okay, introductions are done. Can I go home now?" Renya: "Don't be so hasty. Sit a spell and have a drink." Yoichi: "Haaah." Kakeru: "Before I speak, we should put in our orders." We buy access to the self-serve drink bar and order some of Takamine's cherished french fries. Once everyone is done filling their glasses and the fries arrive, we finally get down to business. Kakeru: "Right, so, first things first. Kosaka-senpai?" Haruka: "Yes?" Kakeru: "I apologize for calling you out here like this so suddenly." Haruka: "You needn't worry yourself. I am very glad that I can meet fellow Artifact Users." Haruka: "That being said..." As Senpai speaks, her smile quickly vanishes. Haruka: "Pray tell, how did you know I am the Queen of Eden?" Kakeru: "Um, well, let's see. To put it simply... I know about events in the future." Haruka: "The future...? So basically, you heard it from the future iteration of me?" Kakeru: "Something close to that, yes. That's how I know." Kakeru: "How I know about your internet persona and your power, that is." Haruka: "..." Her eyes scrunch into a squint. She's wary... or maybe not. Her smile quickly returns. Haruka: "Now I remember you. You were the one who called out to me when my powers were giving me a hard time, correct?" Kakeru: "Oh yeah. From that one morning?" Haruka: "If I could be so frank, I was quite suspicious at first. I had no idea who 'Kakeru Niimi' was, much less why you wished to see me." Haruka: "But when I saw you in person, it all clicked. 'Ahh', I thought, 'so he's THAT gentleman, is he?' Yes, you are the white knight who captured my heart that morning." Kakeru: "...Hm? Erm. Huh?" Noa: "White..." Miyako: "...knight?" Sora: "Well, she busted that term outta nowhere." Yoichi: "Dang, Kakeru, you're good. You already had dibs on her, huh?" Renya: "Heh. So, the Artifacts were just a cover and she was your ultimate goal, eh?" Kakeru: "No, no, no. Hold on, back up, wait." Haruka: "I can see why the future iteration of myself agreed to disclose her powers. There must be a reason for our encounter." Haruka: "So, may I inquire as to why you have called me here?" Kakeru: "Oh, uh, s-sure thing." Things take a rather weird turn and everyone shoots me cold glares... But I clear my throat, straighten out my face, and start to speak. I go over roughly the same thing I explained to Yuuki and Kujo the other day. I start with the Artifacts and Users. Next, I touch upon Iris. I basically tell them how if she's left unchecked, she might not only destroy the town, but the entire world. And that we need the powers of everyone here in order to stop her. Kakeru: "The reason I have you here today is to ask a favor of all of you." Kakeru: "That favor is: Will you all lend me your powers?" Haruka: "You want my power..." Renya: "I will once again remind you that I have no powers available. Are you fine with including me in spite of that?" Kakeru: "I know that you're plenty strong even without an ability, Takamine." Renya: "Heh. Indeed. In that case, there's nothing further to say." Yoichi: "Well, I'll remind you that I am NOT helping out." Kakeru: "Yeah, I already know. I'm not going to twist your arm. Nor yours, of course, Kosaka-senpai." Haruka: "..." Haruka: "May I ask one thing?" Kakeru: "Absolutely." Haruka: "What part did my future iteration play?" Kakeru: "You fought with us against Iris. We weren't able to defeat her..." Kakeru: "But thanks to you, we were able to drive her away." Haruka: "Thanks to me?" Kakeru: "Yes. I know that I said I wouldn't twist your arm to make you join, but things will be quite rough if you turn us down." Kakeru: "Honestly speaking, we NEED your power." Haruka: "..." Haruka: "Y-You need... my power?" The composure leaves Senpai's face. Seems that she's slipped back into her original personality. Haruka: "U-Um. Well, erm, um, I-I am pretty useless, so being needed, um, like that is unexpected...!" Yoichi: "Huh? Her personality just changed." Haruka: "Ah, uh, s-sorry, I'm... the original." Noa: "Well, that makes sense. Just as Niimi-kun told us." Haruka: "Ah, um, s-sorry, I'm not really the best speaker, so... I-I'll change... back..." Noa: "We don't mind. Take your time. We want to hear your honest opinion." Haruka: "Oh." Haruka: "..." Haruka: "Um, a-all this is so sudden. I'm, um... just... confused." Haruka: "This may sound out of line, but... this power, the Artifacts, Users..." Haruka: "...and the, um, story that you told us just now, Niimi-san." Haruka: "I-It's like I'm, um, in my favorite work—a fantasy world." Haruka: "It has me, um, a-a little... excited." Renya: "Heh. A feeling I know all too well. I have waited eagerly for this day." Haruka: "I-Iris, was it? From what you say, the world is in danger, so... I-I don't think I should be jumping for joy, but..." Haruka: "Um, yes. In... deed. I've been waiting. For this day. Um, as well." Haruka: "So, u-um, I'm scared, but..." Haruka: "..." Haruka: "If there's anything that I can d-do... I will try. My best, that is." Kakeru: "Then, does that mean..." Haruka: "Yes. Erm, please... let me assist you." Kakeru: "Thank you so much!" Yes! Now we've got the line-up we need to take down Iris! Noa: "...Are you watching any anime this season?" Haruka: "Huh?" Senpai's eyes go wide at Yuuki's sudden question. Everyone else gives blank stares, but since I've said what needs to be said, I shrug and decide to watch the interaction unfold. Noa: "Are you?" Haruka: "Oh, y-yes. I have some recorded that I still haven't watched yet, but..." Noa: "What are your recommendations?" Haruka: "Absolutely Part 4! Oh, by Part 4, I mean—" Noa: "Say no more. I know." Haruka: "Oh, you're already watching it?" Noa: "Niimi-kun said that I would get along with you. It seems he was right." Noa: "I like that series, too. We'll get along just fine." Haruka: "U-Um, yes! Here's hoping we do!" Kosaka-senpai's once stiff expression starts to soften. I admit I was a little worried since I forced the interaction to happen, but it's going better than I expected. There's still things I want to talk to her about, but in the interests of breaking the ice with Senpai, it might be better to let things derail for a while. Renya: "..." ...Plus, there's at least one other person present who seems to be frothing at the mouth to jump into the discussion. Renya: "Heh. You two have good taste. Do you read the original manga?" Noa: "But of course." Haruka: "I-I'm reading the current part, too. Part 8!" Renya: "Excellent. I think I will get along quite well with you two, indeed." Renya: "I propose we toast. To celebrate the formation of Rig Veda!" Noa: "...Pardon?" Renya: "What's the matter?" Noa: "Rig Veda...?" Renya: "You heard right. Rig Veda. Objections?" Noa: "..." The once genial mood instantly grows tense. Sora: "..." Miyako: "..." Unable to ease into the conversation, Sora and Kujo shoot worried glances at me. I slowly shake my head. I knew these two would end up like this. Noa: "Don't just slap a name on us as you please. We already bear the name Valhalla Society, anyway." Renya: "The Valhalla Society, you say?" Noa: "Indeed." Renya: "Heh. Valhalla—the hallowed hall of warriors? So basically, you're Odin's lapdogs?" Noa: "Quite the baseless assumption. And what about YOU? Some connection to ancient India you'd care to share?" Renya: "Oh-ho. So you know its origins, do you?" Noa: "Don't take me for a fool. Why wouldn't I?" Renya: "..." Noa: "..." They stare each other down. Things could get ugly at any moment. Sora: "..." Miyako: "..." Haruka: "..." I need to step in soon.\nAt least, that's what all their eyes are screaming at me.\n(Yoichi is totally bored and playing on his phone.) Okay, I don't want these two to break out into a real fight, so I should step in to stop— Noa: "Fine. Allow me to set things straight. I'll take a guess as to why you're set on the name Rig Veda." Renya: "Heh. In that case, I, too, shall voice my guess as to why YOU chose the name Valhalla Society." Noa: "..." Renya: "..." Noa & Renya: "'No real reason.'" Noa: "..." Renya: "..." The two smirk smugly as if giving each other props. Sort of feels like a budding friendship has formed. ...Man, I don't know. This bond of theirs is beyond my understanding. Renya: "I'll concede. You are the ones who started the battle with this 'Iris'. I will simply abide by your orders." Noa: "I'd appreciate it if you would. Can I ask the same of you, Kosaka-san?" Haruka: "Huh? Oh, y-yes. Pleasure to work with you." Noa: "What about you, Sora?" Sora: "...Hm? Uh, why the sudden shift to me?" Noa: "Are you prepared to fight Iris?" Sora: "Oh. Right. That's why." Kakeru: "I honestly don't expect you to follow all of this just yet, so I don't need you to give an—" Sora: "Okay. I will!" Kakeru: "Just like that?!" Noa: "Are you really sure?" Sora: "Well, yeah. I've given it proper thought. Real talk, you're kinda overprotective, broski." Kakeru: "Where's this coming from?" Sora: "Never mind that, just listen. It may look like you treat me pretty crudely... No, scratch that, you DO treat me crudely, but if anything, I'd say you're overprotective." Kakeru: "Yeah, fat chance I am." Yoichi: "Hey, you gotta have some love for your sister if one phone call from her is all it takes to send you diving into a raging fire, don'cha think?" Kakeru: "You sonuva! NOW you want to speak up?" Yoichi: "Why are you scowling like that for? It's the truth, isn't it?" Miyako: "Tee hee, you're a good big brother, huh, Niimi-kun?" Kakeru: "Jeez, not you too, Kujo." Renya: "You needn't be so bashful. Your sibling love is beautiful. Isn't that right, Kosaka-kun?" Haruka: "Huh? Oh, y-yes. I think it's lovely." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "I know he has that sour look on his face from hiding his shame. But he's actually pretty darn overprotective." Sora: "He essentially doesn't want to make me do anything dangerous. And this, what's her name? Iris? I'm still processing things, but she's basically bad news, right?" Sora: "I'd probably never get called to a meeting like this. Normally, that is." Sora: "But seeing as how I WAS called here, I assume it's because you DO need my help. And if that's the case, I pretty much gotta help." Sora: "Y'know, as someone with a brother who has a sister complex." Kakeru: "I DON'T have a complex. You want your block knocked off?" Sora: "Hey, that's not the right response. You should be giving me an emotional spiel like, 'Oh, Sora... Thank you', dammit!" Noa: "I get your thought process. So, Niimi-kun, I'll ask you again." Noa: "Are you sure about getting your precious little sister wrapped up in this fight?" Kakeru: "Don't YOU go making fun of me, too." Noa: "I'm not making fun of you. I'm seriously asking you." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Oh. Well... yeah. Normally, I wouldn't call Sora here. I'd keep her far away." Kakeru: "Thing is, we need her ability. We need everyone sitting here." Noa: "I see. I understand." Noa: "With the fire at Hakusen Academy... we had a mere glimpse of the tragedy that ability-wielders can bring about." Noa: "And if Iris—the god from the other world—will bring forth even greater disaster, then..." Noa: "I say we fight. To protect our world." Yuuki's words tense up the loose and joking mood. Our party is assembled. Now? It's a matter of getting us up to a level to beat Iris, but... Kakeru: "I've covered all I needed to cover, but there's something I want to leave you all with before we wrap up." Kakeru: "You probably want to train your powers, but try to limit yourself as much as possible." Kakeru: "This is the worst case scenario, but if you use your powers too much or too quickly, you'll end up like you-know-who." Miyako: "Like the guy from the fire, right?" Kakeru: "Yeah, overuse your powers and they might wind up going berserk just like that." Kakeru: "I can teach you all how to use your powers for the most part. Before you go doing all sorts of tests, come ask me." Sora: "Okay, I sure will." Haruka: "..." Noa: "Will you ask me if something comes up? Kosaka-san?" Haruka: "Huh? Oh, in my case, I have problems less in use and more in, um, control." Renya: "In that case, you must first learn how to control your powers." Kakeru: "Controlling your power? Hmm, right. Maybe if you use it so that it affects animals rather than humans, then—" Noa: "...!" The word "animal" triggers an exaggerated reaction out of Yuuki. ...Now I remember. It's about THAT. Noa: "Cats." Kakeru: "Ahh, yeah. Cats. If you use your power so that cats come to you instead of humans, then you can practice in peace." Haruka: "Oh, I see. Instead of humans, cats... I never thought of that." Haruka: "Th-Thank you... very much. I'll try it. Um, soon!" Noa: "When you do, you have to invite me along." Haruka: "Huh?" Noa: "Promise me that. You MUST invite me." Haruka: "Um, o-okay." Noa: "Thank you." Noa: "...I can't wait. Cats. Tee hee. Cats." Sora: "What's gotten into Yuuki-senpai?" Miyako: "Hehe, she's a big cat-lover." Sora: "Ahh, that makes sense. She's always so cool and levelheaded that it scared me." Renya: "Now then, does that wrap things up?" Kakeru: "Yeah, just about. I was able to go over pretty much everything I wanted." Renya: "Then since we're all here, why don't we use this as a chance to get to socialize with one another. We still have plenty of french fries left." Yoichi: "If we're done, then I'm leaving. Got no interest in socializing." Renya: "You're being a wet blanket, Yoichi. I thought you loved merrymaking." Yoichi: "Don't make me repeat myself. I. Want. No. Part." Yoichi: "I could care less about what happens to the world. I value me, myself, and I." Renya: "So you say, but seeing as how you're here... Heh. Not the most forthright person, are you?" Yoichi: "I'm only here because YOU dragged me here. God, what a serious pain in the ass." Yoichi: "There. For my drinks. See ya." Yoichi leaves some coins on the table and leaves. Noa: "..." Noa: "He is being as uncooperative as always, but if Iris is after his relic, then isn't he a key person here?" Kakeru: "...Yeah, technically." Renya: "Yoichi despises being tied down more than anything. While he might lend a hand on a whim, I would suggest not keeping your hopes up." Renya: "In fact, knowing Yoichi—" Renya: "..." Renya: "No, he wouldn't. Forget I said anything." Kakeru: "Forget that it's possible he might join Iris?" Renya: "..." Renya: "Perhaps, should their interests align." Takamine understands Yoichi better than anyone else, without a shadow of a doubt. And if Takamine is apprehensive in the same way I am, then... ... I may be wary of him, but Yoichi is my friend. Part of me doesn't want to say anything bad about him. But... I really should tell them this, too. Kakeru: "...Yoichi did wind up teaming up with Iris in another branch." Noa: "So there's a chance he's already teamed up with her in this branch as well... Is that what you're saying?" Kakeru: "I can't deny that. Iris's goal is to collect Artifacts. Yoichi even had multiple Artifacts in a different branch." Kakeru: "He got them from Iris, stole them from other Users, stuff like that." Miyako: "Stuff like that? Um, I'm slightly curious now, but..." Miyako: "...isn't Iris after Fukazawa-kun's Artifact? If so, why team up with him?" Renya: "Granting him power instead of taking it away is indeed quite unusual." Kakeru: "She was trying to get someone to kill Yoichi other than herself. Someone like one of us, for example." Sora: "Why would she do that when she could just do it herself?" Haruka: "Is it possible that she... couldn't do it herself?" Kakeru: "No clue. Iris can't use her full power since her link to her host body is still shaky." Kakeru: "But even with an incomplete link, she was still capable of killing us with ease. That's why I think she could retrieve the Evil Eye on her own if she felt like it." Kakeru: "The reason Iris didn't was because one, she's playing it safe..." Kakeru: "...and two, she loves conflict among people." Kakeru: "Iris wants to see Users fighting amongst each other. No, she loves to see them KILL one another." Kakeru: "The reason why that fire happened one day earlier than in the other branches and why that guy's powers were so much stronger was all Iris's doing." Kakeru: "I'm going to assume she's gonna keep making Users go berserk on purpose... and sic them on us." Sora: "Holy crap, that's messed up." Renya: "That is quite the hobby she has. You could almost call it godlike in a certain sense." Haruka: "U-Um. So is there a chance that she'd try to, um, make US go berserk?" Kakeru: "I'd like to say 'no', but I can't." Noa: "All of us need to be on guard." Miyako: "So, about Fukazawa-kun... Maybe we should stay with him as much as possible." Renya: "I will mind Yoichi. If danger approaches, I will inform you immediately." Noa: "Yes, please do." Kakeru: "..." If Yoichi joins forces with Iris, Takamine will be by Yoichi's side. Takamine is conscientious and dutiful, so I feel he'll give us some sort of notice if and when that time comes. But I still think that having Sophie observe Yoichi will be our best option here. Kakeru: "In any case, Kosaka-senpai? Sora? I'm sure that the both of you are pretty confused after I busted out that fantastical story, but..." Sora: "This magic. Or, rather, this ability? Yeah, I was pretty darn confused when I was first able to use it." Sora: "But now it's more like, 'Oh. So there are so many others like me.' And it sort of gives me peace of mind instead." Haruka: "M-Me too. I'm fine. I mostly understand. Um, the situation, I mean." Kakeru: "Well then, we'll leave things on that note. If you have any questions, feel free to message me afterward." Haruka: "Y-Yes. Oh, um..." Kakeru: "Hm? Oh, right. I never told you my contact information. Do you use LIME?" Haruka: "Oh. Y-Yes. I do." Kakeru: "Let's exchange IDs then, shall we?" Haruka: "O-Okay." Sora: "Talk about a smooth operator, getting a girl's number like that. Real classy." Kakeru: "Are you stupid? Go to hell." Sora: "Wow, overreacting much, jerk?" Renya: "Less fighting, more french fries. Come now, eat up." Sora: "Oh, yes. Don't mind if I do... Yeesh, he comes off strong." Renya: "You partake as well, Kosaka-kun. Come now." Haruka: "O-Okay. Thank you." Noa: "I'm going to fetch myself a refill." Miyako: "Oh. I'll come too." The grim and dour discussion comes to a close. Per Takamine's suggestion, we spend the rest of the time socializing. It doesn't go on for that long. But I enjoy the lively meetup regardless.
I see Sora and Kosaka-senpai to the station. Kujo rides back home on her bike and Takamine says he has shopping to do and disappears into the crowd. Noa: "I'll be going, too. Till tomorrow." Kakeru: "Sorry, but can I take a little more of your time?" Noa: "Well, I don't mind." She looks a tad puzzled as to why she's being singled out. Noa: "Is it confidential?" Kakeru: "Less confidential, more... personal?" Noa: "About me or you?" Kakeru: "If I had to say, it'd be about you, I suppose." Noa: "I see. Right, then. Should we find a cafe to sit and chat?" Kakeru: "Ahh, well, I dunno. Should we?" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Sorry, we should actually do this later. I'll give you a call tonight." Noa: "Must be the type of discussion you don't want overheard, then." Kakeru: "Yeah, more or less, I'd say." Noa: "Though I am curious." Kakeru: "Hm? About what?" Noa: "Why aren't you going home with your sister, Sora?" Kakeru: "Oh, that. I never told you, did I? I moved out of my folks' and live on my own. Close to here, in fact." Noa: "I see." Noa: "..." Noa: "In that case, we can talk at your place." Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "Is it inconvenient?" Kakeru: "I feel like I should be asking YOU that question." Noa: "I'm fine with it. I trust you." Kakeru: "Oh. Okay. Sorry for being paranoid. Let's talk back at my place, then." Noa: "Indeed." Kakeru: "After you." Noa: "Thank you." Kakeru: "Head inside and take a seat anywhere. I'll bring us something to drink." Noa: "Got it." I watch Yuuki head for the living room from the corner of my eye and breathe a short sigh. I've never had a girl visit this apartment before, so I'm oddly nervous. Should I bring out Lena? No, that'd be creepy and just make me MORE self-conscious. Scratch that idea. I pull out two bottles of tea from the fridge and head to the living room. Yuuki is waiting for me, still standing up. I urge her to sit once again and I park myself down in a spot by my bed. Yuuki sits at the other side of my coffee table. Kakeru: "Tea. Help yourself." Noa: "Thank you. Your room is tidy." Kakeru: "Were you expecting a mess?" Noa: "That's what I envision for a boy's apartment. But you're well-organized, so it only makes sense that your room would be tidy as well." Kakeru: "Yeah, well, just don't look at the corners of the room. I only clean the parts that get the most eye traffic, so it's probably a dust haven over there." Noa: "Okay." She cracks a smile for a split second before quickly going back to her usual composed expression. Noa: "Let's get down to business, shall we?" Kakeru: "Right, then. So I was kind of hesitant if I should even bring this up, but..." Noa: "You saw a future where I die, or something?" Kakeru: "Huh? No, no. Nothing like that. I don't get premonitions or anything." Kakeru: "I just know what happened in other branches. That being said, I'm going to be talking about the 'you' from those different branches." I open the tea bottle and wet my whistle. I take a second as I drink to gather my thoughts, cap the bottle, and continue talking. Kakeru: "I've been giving these expository talks to a lot of people as of late, so I've forgotten how much I've explained to you, but if I touch on stuff I've already covered, feel free to ignore it." Noa: "Right." Kakeru: "Iris's main body can't come to this world. Apparently, organic beings can't travel between worlds." Kakeru: "That's why she does her business in this world by sending an inorganic plush doll body over here." Kakeru: "But seeing as how she can't fully utilize her powers in that body, she's prepping a human body as well." Kakeru: "The body of the maiden of the Shrine of the White Serpent's Relic and teacher at my school, Ms. Naruse. By synchronizing with her, she can utilize her full power in this world too." Kakeru: "In short, since her main body is on the other side, there's really nothing that any of us can do. Any of us except you, that is." Kakeru: "You're able to aim at Iris's main body directly, crossing the boundaries of our worlds." Noa: "..." Yuuki's eyes open wide. I figure that she's processing things, so I patiently wait for her reply. Noa: "..." Noa: "It's not really sinking in since it's not something I've done in real life. But considering the nature of The Order, then I could see it being possible." Kakeru: "Iris herself said something about you targeting her soul, so I'm almost entirely certain you can do it." Kakeru: "That's why I pretty much had to leave the final blow up to you, but..." Noa: "Did I mess up?" Kakeru: "You messed it up. Or rather, you started acting strange." Noa: "Strange in what way?" Kakeru: "As soon as you tried to attack Iris, your eyes started to drift and you broke out into a cold sweat." Noa: "And you're saying it's not because I was being hindered by Iris in any way?" Kakeru: "No, Iris wasn't doing anything to you." Noa: "..." Noa: "In short, despite being capable of finishing her off, I instead went on to disgrace myself when the chips were down for some unknown reason, correct?" Kakeru: "Disgrace yourself? Uhhh..." Kakeru: "See, Iris had this barrier up. That's when you managed to attack her. You broke the barrier in one shot." Kakeru: "But when the barrier was gone and I was like, 'All right! Finish her off!' you started acting strange." Kakeru: "So, I was wondering... Ahh, man, sorry if I'm not phrasing this in the best way, but..." Kakeru: "I was wondering if you had some sort of reluctance or opposition toward killing." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "I mean, it's natural that you would. But I know you're very particular about justice." Kakeru: "I ventured that you would be way more opposed to the idea than most people." Kakeru: "And, well, I wondered if there was some reason why you'd show such strong opposition in that way." Kakeru: "I wanted to find out in a more natural way without just blatantly asking you, and casually lend you a helping hand for any problem you might have." Kakeru: "But as soon as Iris showed up earlier than planned, that leisurely talk went out the window." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Of course, if I'm not even close to being right, then that's fine. And if you'd rather not talk about it, that's fine, too. I wouldn't force an answer out of you." Kakeru: "It's just—and this might not be fair to say—I wanted to make sure you knew that you're our ace-in-the-hole." Noa: "..." Noa: "You realized that, yet turned a blind eye because you thought I would get caught in my feelings otherwise." Kakeru: "Huh? Well, I guess." Noa: "Do you remember? I let something slip a while back." Noa: "That I had a sister." Kakeru: "Right. Yeah, I remember." Noa: "She was struck by a car. Right before my very eyes." Kakeru: "..." My next words are caught in my throat. I predicted that there was something behind this. I suspected that someone close to her died. But actually hearing it aloud? ...I'm left speechless. Noa: "...It wasn't her fault. She just crossed when the signal said go." Noa: "There was a drunk driver. He was speeding, and he ignored the traffic light." Noa: "If I had just been holding onto my sister's hand before she ran out. If I had just walked out before her." Noa: "She'd still be..." Noa: "..." Noa: "She'd still be..." Yuuki grips her right wrist with her left hand. She's trembling. Not just her hand either. Her arms, her shoulders... her voice. Noa: "I've resented myself. For so, so long, I've resented myself." Noa: "Even now, when I close my eyes, I can see my sister lying there, drenched in blood." Noa: "..." Noa: "If there is a problem with me, then this is probably it." Noa: "When I think of death, I stop breathing. Just hearing an ambulance's sirens makes my body seize up." Noa: "But I managed to get to a point where I can fake it when I'm in public. Or, at least, that's what I thought." Noa: "But I ended up freezing up when it came time to slay Iris. I still haven't gotten over my sister's death." Noa: "That's what I think is the problem." Her head hanging, she clenches the hand wrapped around her wrist harder. ...What should I even say? I manage to squeeze out the words, but I'm not sure if they're right or not. Kakeru: "...I'm sorry for making you bring that up." Yuuki slowly shakes her head in reply. Noa: "I told you because I wanted to. It was a... show of sincerity to you." Noa: "My fixation on justice is for the same reason." Noa: "If that driver had stopped at the light. If he had kept within the speed limit. If he wasn't driving while drunk." Noa: "My sister was killed... by someone not following the rules." Noa: "That's why I detest people like that. I can't stand them now, and I never will." Noa: "Also, my sister loved the concept of justice. She didn't love magical girls—she loved heroes." Noa: "That's why I intended on being just like that. On being one of the heroes she loved so much." Noa: "I don't care if people ridicule me or scoff at me." Noa: "I will continue to be a defender of justice." Noa: "I swore on that day that I would." Yuuki lifts her head. I can see a strong emotion cast in her eyes, but I can't tell if it's determination, anger, or maybe even hatred. Noa: "And even bestowed with the power to judge evil... even though The Order can judge the wicked for their crimes..." Noa: "I... failed. How pathetic. I'm disappointed in myself." Kakeru: "I realize that sympathy might just irritate you right now, but I kind of get where you're coming from, Yuuki." Kakeru: "Being helpless and whatnot is really frustrating, you know?" Kakeru: "It's not the same as your case at all, but I know how it feels to be disappointed or frustrated in yourself. That's for sure." Noa: "..." Noa: "...To be honest, I resonated with your reason for fighting." Noa: "You said that you were 'fed up with the idea of any of that ever happening again'." Noa: "I'm the same. I don't want to see anyone dear to me die ever again." Noa: "I don't want to see it, and yet...!" She clenches her fist tightly. Noa: "...!" Her fist limply drops to the table. She hangs her head again and keeps it there. After a moment, she looks up and she's back to her same old expressionless self. Noa: "Thank you for telling me that." Noa: "I need to overcome my demons. To protect this world." Noa: "But..." Noa: "..." Noa: "I'm sorry. I don't know how to go about doing that." Noa: "I thought that I already braced myself to get the job done. That I would carry out my duty no matter what." Noa: "...How did you overcome everyone's deaths?" Kakeru: "...I didn't. I've just been using a cheat this whole time." Kakeru: "I return to the past and start over. That way, I make it so that everyone's deaths never happened." Kakeru: "I said that I got where you were coming from before, but I've had this cheat to fall back on." Kakeru: "Compared to your resentment, mine is practically nonexistent." Noa: "..." Noa: "...How far back can you travel?" Kakeru: "Probably to the day of the festival, when the earthquake happened. Back to the day I became a User." Kakeru: "So, I'm sorry." Kakeru: "I'm not able to save your little sister." Noa: "I see." Kakeru: "Sorry." Noa: "No need to apologize. In fact, I should be saying sorry." Noa: "I asked you a stupid question that made you feel guilty." Kakeru: "Hey, it wasn't a stupid question. If I were in your shoes, then I'd ask the same thing." Noa: "..." Noa: "I'll take another good look at myself. Then, I'll conquer this trauma once and for all." Noa: "It's only been a few days, but I've seen you try desperately to lead fate down the right track." Noa: "I need to pay you back, so I won't disgrace myself anymore. I'll show you that I can make it work." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I don't wanna say something to give you false hope, and I might not really be able to do much of anything, but..." Kakeru: "You can come to me for help. You don't have to go it alone." Kakeru: "How do I put this? You usually give off this kind of impenetrable vibe. Sort of like you won't open up to anyone, I guess." Noa: "That's how I seem?" Kakeru: "Yep." Kakeru: "Ah, but maybe saying you're impenetrable is going a little too far." Kakeru: "I just notice you never show your 'true' self." Noa: "..." Noa: "That's true. I wear a mask, I don armor. I'm always trying to be the ideal version of myself." Noa: "Open up, huh?" Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Then again, I know all of this stuff about you, but you don't really know anything about me." Kakeru: "So telling you to come to me for help might not be what you want to hear." Kakeru: "Still, I think you should learn to relax every once in a while. It might help some things come easier to you." Kakeru: "But, geez, look at me—talking all big. Sorry." Noa: "No, I'm self-aware that I've gotten caught up in not showing people my weaknesses." Noa: "Although I'm not forcing myself to act as cringey as I do." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "...I've read between the lines." Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "You were shocked to learn I'm self-aware of my cringey behavior, but you figured it wasn't appropriate to mention and kept it to yourself. Right?" Kakeru: "U-Um. Sorry." Noa: "It's nothing. I do what I do knowing what people think of me. And no matter what they think of me, I'm going to keep up this style of mine." Noa: "One of my models is the character my little sister loved so much. You could possibly call my behavior a representation of my trauma." Noa: "But I want you to understand that I am by no means forcing myself to do so." Kakeru: "Yeah, I understand. If this is you in your natural state, then I won't ask you to show me your true self or anything like that anymore." Noa: "I don't know about saying it's my 'natural state', per se..." Kakeru: "So, you're different at home, or something?" Noa: "I'm like this at home, as well. I do somewhat watch what I say in front of my parents." Noa: "But I've always acted like this—playing the part of 'me'. So I don't really know what my 'true self' is." Noa: "That is the truth and nothing but the truth." Noa: "I don't know how to relax myself." Kakeru: "I... see." Noa: "I will solve my issues before the final battle." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Well, I'm not sure if I can honestly say that I can help you with your trauma." Noa: "Yes, that's fine. I'll handle it on my own." Kakeru: "But as for your true self, I've seen it once before." Noa: "...Huh?" Kakeru: "Cats." Noa: "Oh." Yuuki's cheeks flush ever so slightly. Noa: "When that supposedly friendly stray gave me the cold shoulder, right?" Kakeru: "No, not then. When I saw you pet a cat." Noa: "Hm? I've never petted a cat." Kakeru: "You have. In a different branch. Have you forgotten about Kosaka-senpai's ability?" Noa: "..." Noa: "Oh!" Kakeru: "Okay, didn't expect you to react THAT loudly." Noa: "Urk, maybe I show my true self normally by pretending to be cool. I don't even know myself anymore." Kakeru: "Let's find the real you, then. By petting some kitties." Noa: "...Can I really pet them?" Kakeru: "They'll get so close to you, you'll freak. You'll swear you're in someone else's shoes." Noa: "Th-That much?" Kakeru: "I'll ask Kosaka-senpai if she's free tomorrow after school." Kakeru: "If she is, then we'll call over some cats as power practice." Noa: "O-Okay." Kakeru: "Well, I know I was the one who brought up the heavy subject matter and put you so on edge." Kakeru: "But let's forget all of that for now and have fun. It's good to do every once in a while." Noa: "Yes. Sometimes..." Noa: "...it might be necessary. Just forget everything and enjoy much simpler times." Kakeru: "That's right. Being so high strung all the time gets tiring—" Kakeru: "..." Something suddenly feels off. We need to defeat Iris. The only thing that'll work on her is Yuuki's power, The Order. Only Yuuki can defeat Iris. But... Noa: "What's wrong?" Kakeru: "..." Is what I just said... ...correct? This is an answer derived from these memories etched into my brain, but is it really THE answer...? Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Niimi-kun?" Kakeru: "On second thought, scratch that." Noa: "The cat idea?" Kakeru: "No, I'm going to come up with another way to beat Iris." Noa: "...Do you find me that unreliable?" Kakeru: "No, that's not it. It's just, as I was talking, I noticed a contradiction—albeit extremely late." Kakeru: "I said that I don't want to let anyone die and that it's my reason for fighting." Kakeru: "I wanted to save not just people close to me, but complete strangers, too. I didn't want to kill them even if they went berserk." Kakeru: "But here I am, telling you to kill Iris? Telling you to kick back and enjoy yourself now so you can kill later?" Kakeru: "I noticed that just now. I must be out of my mind. How in the hell can I even ask you to do that?" Kakeru: "I'm sorry. Just pretend I never said anything. Forcing you to be ready for murder. God, what is wrong with me?" Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Please, forget it. I was really wrong." Noa: "Too late. I'm motivated." Kakeru: "Huh? Wh-Why?" Noa: "Doing your best not to kill anyone and saving as many as you can. I agree with that stance." Noa: "But there are some evils in this world where the only recourse is to kill them. That's Iris, isn't it?" Kakeru: "..." Noa: "If my The Order is the only thing that can do the job, I'll do it." Noa: "Let me save the world." Kakeru: "...And you won't regret it?" Noa: "..." Noa: "First, I need to resolve my inner trauma. I'll give you an answer after that." Noa: "Then again, there's a chance that I might never see an answer." Kakeru: "You really are strong, Yuuki. I was just chickening out, I guess." Noa: "No, thank you." Noa: "I also agree we should search for a different way. Just in case I end up not being useful." Kakeru: "...I'll consider it so that I'm not putting everything solely on your shoulders." Noa: "Good. Also..." Noa: "Don't you dare nix the cat idea." Kakeru: "I'll get in contact with Senpai right after this." Noa: "Please do." She takes her bag from the floor and sits it atop her lap. Noa: "Thank you for talking with me. The issues I need to overcome are now apparent." Kakeru: "I know I suggested it, but try not to push yourself, okay?" Noa: "I will a little." Noa: "After all, the business with Iris aside, I can't just keep clinging to my sister forever." Noa: "I'm going to try my best to press forward." Kakeru: "All right, I get it." Noa: "I'll be going, then." She grabs her bag and stands up. Noa: "If you hear word from Kosaka-san, let me know." Kakeru: "I will as soon as I do." Noa: "Thank you." Noa: "I'll see you tomorrow." Kakeru: "Be careful on the way back." Noa: "I will. Thank you for inviting me." I see Yuuki out, then shut the door. Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Haaah." I sigh and collapse in bed. Her younger sister died in an accident, and that's been the source of Yuuki's trauma. She most likely didn't want to talk about it. And the proof is in the fact that she never once showed signs of carrying that sort of anguish in any of the other branches. ...Iris has to be defeated. Otherwise, everyone is going to die. That's exactly why someone needs to do something. But forcing Yuuki to be that someone is just... Kakeru: "..." It's... just not right. What I have are memories of different branches. Memories with no experience. No one has died in this branch. No one has been killed. That's why there's such a big difference in moods. Though the versions of me from other branches would probably be telling me that I'm getting off far too easily. This doesn't just go for me, but for Yuuki and everyone else. I want to pick a path that none of us regret. I'm striving for perfection. I'm sure that is the reason I've been bestowed this power.
I check the news on the web before going to school. Berserk Users might be inciting incidents due to Iris's secret dealings. But as of now... Kakeru: "Hmm. No news that stands out." At the very least, it seems there's no major incidents. Nevertheless, I still can't rest easy... Being forced to play the waiting game since we have no way of looking for Iris has got me antsy. Kakeru: "...Guess I'll get going." I glance at my clock and shut down my laptop. I sling my bag on my shoulder and leave my apartment. Morning homeroom, afternoon classes, lunchtime. Nothing out of the ordinary, all the same as usual. Renya: "I wasn't able to purchase an egg sandwich today. How unfortunate." ...All except the fact that we're eating lunch with Takamine again. Okay... I guess he's just going to be coming every day from now on. Yoichi: "...Why are you here, Renya?" Renya: "Am I not allowed?" Yoichi: "Eat lunch in your own damn class." Renya: "Heh. A lunch by oneself is utterly lonely." Yoichi: "Why are you trying to put a cool spin on that?" Yoichi gnaws at his bun with an annoyed look on his face. Okay... I guess he IS just going to be coming every day from now on. Renya: "Are you familiar with those two?" Yoichi: "What's up with you? No, I don't know 'em." Takamine motions with his chin over to a nearby group of girls. A psycho shows up, dashes at you at top speed, and jumps at you. Just as they're about to reach you, they disappear. It turns out to be a ghost. They seem to be really engrossed in that story. Yoichi: "That ghost story has been the talk of the town since this morning. Someone said that their club's senior member told it to them." Renya: "The source of the rumor might be a girl in my class. They said she was assaulted by the ghost in question on the way back from school." Kakeru: "A ghost, eh?" Renya: "Smells mighty fishy, don't you think?" Yoichi: "It's not necessarily a User." Renya: "But it's only proper to assume it is. Granted, we don't know if they're being controlled by this Iris person or not." Yoichi: "Cool, but I couldn't care less." Renya: "If it's a berserk User, then what shall we do, Kakeru Niimi?" Kakeru: "Steal the Artifact, destroy it, and neutralize its powers. Or at least, that'd be the plan." Kakeru: "But we can't investigate anything unless we have more concrete facts to work with." Renya: "In that case, let us keep our ears to the ground. Some new information might jump out at us." Yoichi: "Uh, why not just ask directly? She's in your class, right?" Renya: "Oh, Yoichi. This is a task that must be done in secret." Yoichi: "Like I said, why are you trying to BS and look cool? Just admit that you're too afraid to ask them." Kakeru: "Huh. I didn't take you for the type to get cold feet." Renya: "Not toward people who take kindly to this persona, no." Yoichi: "How long are you gonna keep up this chuuni shtick?" Kakeru: "How long have you had this persona?" Yoichi: "Since middle school, if memory serves. The typical time." Renya: "Further back. Once I encountered Code Gias, Halouch of the Rebellion, I was reborn." Kakeru: "Ah, right. I remember Yuuki saying she liked that anime, too." Renya: "Grk, I see. We shall share a rousing discourse about Code Gias the next time I see her, then." Kakeru: "That's bound to be a good time. Probably." Kakeru: "As for the ghost matter, I'll ask Kujo and Sora later. I dunno whether Sora's heard about it, but Kujo might know even more than us." Yoichi: "I assume that she's in the middle of talking about it right now, after all." I look to Kujo's seat as I eat my bread. However, all the visual information I'm taking in is new for me. I never heard this ghost emergence rumor in any of the other branches. So the chances of there being User involvement are high. However... Once it comes running at you, it vanishes. A short-range teleportation Artifact? Maybe the reason this never occurred in the other branches is because Yoichi would have already hunted it down by now. By that logic, does that mean there are going to be cases involving the Artifacts that Yoichi snatched in the other branches? That might be a short-sighted idea, however. In any case, there's one thing that's almost certain. Iris possesses some sort of ability to detect Users. That is the reason why she realized Yoichi was the owner of the Evil Eye so soon and made contact with him in the other branches. It seems equally certain that Sophie doesn't have that ability. We don't know Iris's location, but Iris always knows about us. The more I sort through the information, the more it becomes abundantly clear that we're at an overwhelming disadvantage. Renya: "Hmm. The sausage roll is quite good in its own right." Yoichi: "The bakery near the station, right? Maybe I should buy something from there next time." Kakeru: "That place is always pretty packed." Welp, let's put all that aside. Right now, we'll just keep doing whatever we can do. School lets out and the time comes to leave with Kosaka-senpai... Well, I would have liked to, but I felt that we wouldn't have the smoothest conversation together, so we just meet up at the park instead. Yuuki is already there, and Kosaka-senpai shows up immediately after I arrive. Haruka: "Um, I'm sorry for making you come out and help me with training today." Noa: "No need for apologies. This is for my benefit as well." Kakeru: "Well then, what do you say we get started?" Haruka: "U-Um, sure. But how?" Kakeru: "First, let's start off with what we know about your power, Senpai." Haruka: "What we know. O-Okay." Kakeru: "To be frank, you're in a bad spot right now, right? Wanting to become the heroine of a shoujo manga is causing that." Haruka: "Fweh? Um, erm, uh, ah." Noa: "Niimi-kun knows about the versions of us from parallel worlds, so you're better off assuming that you can't hide anything from him." Haruka: "Oh, s-so, that's his power? Ah..." Noa: "Also, Niimi-kun, you need to work on how you convey information. You're being too straightforward." Kakeru: "Oh, good point. Sorry about that." Haruka: "N-No, um, y-you're absolutely right. It's just embarrassing." Haruka: "U-Um. So, it's because I keep having these wild fantasies that every morning ends up being awkward." Kakeru: "Yes. Pretty much. So, yeah, Senpai? Do you have negative feelings about your ability?" Haruka: "It's become too much for me to handle, so yes. I find it negative." Kakeru: "The thing is, your power is overwhelmingly positive." Noa: "Cats." Kakeru: "Hold your horses, Yuuki. There's an order to these things." Noa: "S-Sorry. I got ahead of myself for a second." Haruka: "Oh, you talked about that yesterday. Something about calling over cats." Kakeru: "That's correct. That is the sort of positive way you can use your power. Taking all of its uses into account, your power's true nature is..." Kakeru: "Hmm. How should I put this? It might be a bit of an exaggeration, but the true nature of your power is controlling the battlefield." Haruka: "Battlefield?" Kakeru: "Yes, for example... Um, I hope you can excuse my poor explanation using video games as the example, but..." Haruka: "N-No, it's fine. That might make it easier to comprehend." Kakeru: "So, for example, let's say your enemy's attack accuracy is 100\% and yours is 30\%." Kakeru: "If you were to want your enemy's attack to miss and yours to connect, then..." Noa: "...your enemy's accuracy would drop to 0\% and yours would rise to 100\%." Kakeru: "That's pretty much it. Plus, if you wanted your attack to land a crit, then it would actually happen." Kakeru: "Your power can buff your friends while debuffing your foes." Haruka: "Buff and debuff. Ahh, I get it. My power is a Spirit Command that works on the entire allied party." Noa: "If you consider it like giving your entire party Strike, Alert, and Valor all at the same time, your power is so strong that it practically breaks the game." Kakeru: "Starting to bust out the more on-the-nose examples again? The two of you are into those mecha games, huh?" Noa: "Just the ones that feature my favorite anime." Haruka: "Oh, s-same for me. I'm... not in that deep." Kakeru: "Well, I'm not really all that dyed in the wool myself, but—wait, tangent over." Kakeru: "At any rate, your power can be used on your allies. You can make miracles happen at will." Noa: "Casting miracles on your party? That is way too broken." Kakeru: "Let's step away from the game comparisons, shall we? I mean, you're pretty much right, but still." Kakeru: "In short, simply using your power will strengthen us." Kakeru: "That's why I wanted to add you to the team so badly. In order to fight Iris, we will absolutely need your power." Haruka: "Ah, ungh... hrgh." Kakeru: "Hm? Huh?" Noa: "Are you not feeling well?" Haruka: "I-I'm sorry. Ungh, I've just never... had anyone tell me that they needed me before." Haruka: "I-It's making me so happy I feel like I'm going to throw up." Noa: "Ah, I see. He tends to casually say things like that, so you should try to get used to it while you have the chance." Haruka: "O-Okay." Kakeru: "Huh? Things like what?" Noa: "Words that cause us asocial types to falter." Kakeru: "Huh?" Haruka: "I-I'm sorry. I'm all right now. I think." Kakeru: "Okay, then. Let's try practicing, all right?" Haruka: "R-Right. I just have to call over some cats, right?" Kakeru: "More or less. You're a cat lover, right, Senpai?" Haruka: "Y-Yes, I am." Kakeru: "Then let's wipe away the negative image you have of your power by surrounding yourself with likable cats instead of unlikable boys." Haruka: "Oh, o-okay." Noa: "You don't seem very satisfied." Haruka: "Huh? Oh, n-no. I'm just surprised he knew that I disliked being around boys." Kakeru: "Oh, right, sorry. I could have phrased that more delicately." Haruka: "O-Oh no. I was just surprised that you, um, understand me like that." Haruka: "It was just a, um, passing thought, so I-I'll be fine." Noa: "You seem fine around Niimi-kun." Haruka: "Oh, yes. Before, he addressed me so, um, kindly." Haruka: "I don't feel as... How do I put this? Pressured? I don't feel as much pressure around him." Kakeru: "Actually, I usually get called out for looking scary. People say I've got a mean look in my eyes, and whatnot." Noa: "You're also tall and exude a bit of an intimidating aura, but you're very composed, so I don't consider you scary." Haruka: "Y-Yes. That's how you feel to me." Kakeru: "Hmm. Good to know. I mean, wait, I'm not the main focus here." Noa: "Right. Cats." Haruka: "Y-Yes, cats...!" Kakeru: "Let's get practicing, alright?" Haruka: "I'll try my best! Um, I should just picture cats coming toward me, correct?" Kakeru: "Correct. Also, picture them coming toward you AND Yuuki as well." Noa: "Yes. That part is very important." Haruka: "V-Very well." Haruka: "Cats. Coming toward me. And Yuuki-san..." Haruka: "..." Noa: "...Oh." Without delay, a cat pokes its head out of a nearby bush. It meows and comes in our direction. But it's not the only one. Two, three... They proceed to steadily grow in number. Haruka: "Wh-Whoa! Kitties! They're really here!" Noa: "I-I'm in shock. I never thought your power would take such noticeable effect." Haruka: "I'm shocked myself! I see. I should've been using it like this the whole time." Kakeru: "Let's take it one step further, shall we?" Haruka: "A-A step further?" Kakeru: "Not just making them come to you, but making them friendly." Haruka: "Making them friendly?!" Kakeru: "That's right. Normally standoffish strays will warm up to you." Haruka: "N-No way. Is it really okay for me to demand so much from them?!" Kakeru: "It's fine. Please, go ahead and do it." Haruka: "Eep, forcing the kitties to be friendly... Eeep." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "We happen to have someone so hopeful that they're starting to malfunction at present, so I would suggest getting it over with quickly." Haruka: "O-Okay. F-Friendly. Friendly..." Noa: "Ah, aah!" Haruka: "Whoa, whoa!" The cats start to nuzzle against Yuuki and Senpai's legs, causing the both of them to make weird yelps and freeze up. Noa: "I-Is this real life? Cats. Noble felines. Gracing ME!" Haruka: "Th-This is incredible. So, this is the power of Eden! Cats will save the world!" The two of them are acting totally weird, but making a witty quip now would be uncouth, so I decide to sit back and watch. I should have had her include me in her power. I'm kind of, no, I'm REALLY jealous. Haruka: "I-If we pet them, do you think they'll run away?!" Noa: "I-I don't know." Haruka: "I-I'll give it a shot!" Noa: "Y-You're a brave soul." Haruka: "O-Oh, kitty." She slowly stoops down so as to not startle the cat. Then, she timidly reaches out. Haruka: "...?!" The cat accepts Senpai's palm on its head. Haruka: "Whoa, whoa, whoa...!" Noa: "S-So effortless." Haruka: "I was able to pet one! Waaaah!" Noa: "...?!" Seems that Senpai's otherworldly scream brought Yuuki back to her senses. Haruka: "Waaaaaaah! Amazing! So fluffy! So soft and fluffy! Kitties are so soft and fluffy!" Noa: "K-Kosaka-san?" Haruka: "Wooow, so cute, so cute, so c-c-cute! Tee hee hee, they're so cute! Tee ha ha ha ha!" Noa: "K-Kosaka-san is under the spell of these noble felines and being driven to madness!" Kakeru: "She's not being driven to madness. Take a good look, Yuuki. This is what a person with unleashed desires looks like." Haruka: "Waaaah, how could something this good exist?! Hngh, I feel a nose bleed coming on! Fwaaaaah!!" Noa: "T-To think that she can expose herself to them so much. Amazing. I couldn't even dream of..." Kakeru: "Well, to be completely honest, you don't need to expose yourself THAT much to them, but these cats are warming up to you, so give it a shot." Kakeru: "Don't worry about me and pet them to your heart's content. You know, without keeping up your act." Noa: "..." Haruka: "Haaaah, angels. I'm surrounded by angels. I-I'm going to die! Ah, this must be heaven! I've already left the mortal plane!" Yuuki stares at Senpai in her unhinged state. Then, as if she's made up her mind, Yuuki squats down as well. Noa: "..." With a nervous look on her face, she reaches out for one of the cats' heads. While she may have had cats run away from her a few days ago... Noa: "Oh." Yuuki's palm safely reaches the cat's tiny forehead. She then proceeds to freeze up. Noa: "Wh-Wh-What should I do?" Kakeru: "It's obvious. You gotta pet it." Noa: "W-Will they give me permission to do that?" Kakeru: "You've got a person right next to you who has all the permission in the world, don't you?" Haruka: "Huff, huff, huff." Noa: "...Her eyes are bloodshot." Kakeru: "Yeah, I'm starting to think I should stop her soon... So hurry up. You're not going to be able to pet these little guys if her ability deactivates, you know." Noa: "O-Okay." Noa: "..." Her hand is still atop the cat's forehead. She moves it slightly. The cat shows no signs of discontent. Next, she gets a little more daring and trails her hand to the back of its head. The cat doesn't try to run away. Noa: "Oh." Noa: "..." Noa: "I-I was able to pet it. I actually petted it." Yuuki's voice sounds softer and less tense—altogether different from her normal tone. Her face is choked with emotion from having her deepest desire fulfilled. Noa: "Wow... So fluffy, so cute..." She continues to pet the creature, albeit conservatively. The cat purrs and gladly accepts Yuuki's palm. Noa: "So cute. Since you're a calico, you must be a girl, right? Hehe. My, what a beauty you are." Noa: "Oh, and this one has little sockies. So cute, tee hee." She kindly talks at the cats. This might be something close to her true self. The self behind the mask and armor. The appearance she can't show anyone else. Those were the reasons why in the other branches she would try to pet cats in secret so that no one else would see. It might not be a matter of her not being able to bring herself out, but rather her being unnecessarily concerned about attracting attention. Her reason? She wants to retain the image of herself that her late sister found so admirable. I can't deny Yuuki's feelings on that. I kind of regret being so pompous as to tell her to "ease up and relax" in the first place. Still... Noa: "Huh? What... Huh? You're letting me cradle you?" Noa: "Huh? Whoa, w-wait a sec!" Noa: "Th-This is getting out of hand. Wh-Wh-What do I do?" In her arms, atop her lap, on her shoulders. The cats scale her body, much to Yuuki's confusion. Though she looks to be enjoying herself. More so than the composed face and the too-cool attitude... ...I find this version of Yuuki far more attractive. I've gotten her to forget all about Iris and her childhood trauma. And now she's enjoying a piece of kitty heaven instead. Part of me wants to join in the fun, but... Noa: "Wow, this is so amazing. I know how you feel now, Kosaka-san. This is so heavenly that it makes you want to scream." Haruka: "R-Right?! Th-This is such bliss! The best moment I've had in my life! It really does make you want to scream!" Noa: "It does. But I don't want to scare the kitties. So I'll hold it in." Haruka: "Oh... I've been so wrapped up with myself that I haven't considered the kitties at all." Haruka: "And the fact that I'm using my ability to steal cuddles from them is suddenly hitting... making me feel guilty." Haruka: "D-Doing this really isn't right after all, is it? I should deactivate it and..." Noa: "N-No, wait. Just a little longer...! I'll settle for temporary bliss, so just a little while longer...!" Noa: "Even if this is a dishonest moment, the warmth and fluffiness of these kitties is the real deal." Noa: "I want to savor it just a bit more. Just a bit more." Haruka: "R-Right. Okay, just a bit more, then." Noa: "Just a bit more." Haruka: "Just a bit more..." Noa: "..." Haruka: "..." Noa: "Haaah. Too much cuteness. Too much happiness." Haruka: "My, isn't it? It's extravagant." Noa: "Oh, hold on. Don't move. It tickles. Tee hee!" Yuuki laughs innocently. It's an unexpected sight, and I feel my heart skip a beat because of it. It sort of blindsided me, if that makes sense. Like, "Wow, she actually CAN emote like that". Noa: "Tee hee. Come on, quit it. Ahaha. Tee hee hee." This is a pointless hypothesis, but... What if that tragic accident never happened? Would this bright and happy smile she's showing have never faded away? Her past can't be changed. I can't reach that far back. Which is why, at the very least... From now on, I don't care if it's just sometimes or once in a blue moon... I just want Yuuki to have a moment where she can smile this freely and innocently. I want it from the bottom of my heart. Noa: "Tee hee, you're all so feisty! Tee hee hee!" Haruka: "Th-They're all so cute. Deh heh, deh heh heh heh." Although I think Senpai has gone a little more off the deep end, right? That's not a face that a respectable girl should be showing people, right? ...I'm just going to try and keep Senpai out of my vision as much as possible since I KNOW this will come back to embarrass her later. Noa: "Tee hee, what is it? You wanna get cradled? Wait, wait. One at a time." Noa: "You're all so cute. So soft and fluffy! Tee hee hee."
After the girls get their fill of kitty petting, we sit on a bench and take a break. While the experience didn't last too long, they might be feeling the burn of their extreme excitement. Kosaka-senpai looks pretty worn out. Haruka: "Phew..." Kakeru: "Are you all right?" Haruka: "Oh, yes. I'm fine now." Noa: "Sorry. It's only natural that a power that great would take a lot out of you. I should have been more considerate." Haruka: "Oh, no. I let my animalistic desires... Oh, wait, no. I didn't mean it like that." Haruka: "D-Desire for animals? Yes, that. I let that get the better of me." Haruka: "That was very enjoyable. I had the time of my life." Noa: "True. I enjoyed myself, too." Noa: "..." Noa: "Hey, Kosaka-san?" Haruka: "Y-Yes?" Noa: "Can I call you 'Haruka'?" Haruka: "Huh?" Noa: "I didn't mean to catch you off guard by suddenly asking this, but..." Noa: "For almost all my life, I've tried to live while being strict on myself. I thought that was just what I needed to do. And I was never able to make friends because of it." Noa: "But sharing in the same happiness and showing a bit of myself from behind the act I put on..." Noa: "It was really fun. At least, I thought so. That's why I want you to share that fun with me again sometime..." Noa: "If it's okay, I'd like you to become my... friend." Haruka: "..." Senpai looks stunned. However, she quickly snaps out of it and nods her head fervently. Haruka: "I-If you're comfortable with me! Th-Then, of course! Please, call me that! Haruka, that is!" Noa: "Thank you. I'd like you to call me Noa in return." Haruka: "I-I will! N-N-N-N-No...!" Noa: "Are you okay?" Haruka: "I-I'm sorry. I've also been alone almost all my life, so I'm just not used to calling people by their first names!" Haruka: "U-Um, th-thank you for being my friend! N-N-No...!" Haruka: "Noa...-chan!!" Noa: "No, I should be thanking you." The two smile at one another. This is great. I'm glad these two could become friends in this branch, too. Noa: "Do you mind if I call you by your name, too, Niimi-kun? Just 'Kakeru'?" Kakeru: "Huh? Me too?" Noa: "Is that not allowed?" Kakeru: "No, sure. Go right ahead." Noa: "Thank you... Kakeru." Kakeru: "It's my pleasure once again, um..." Noa: "Noa is fine." Kakeru: "N-N-No..." Noa: "You too?" Kakeru: "I know how Senpai feels. Calling someone by their first name is kinda embarrassing." Haruka: "R-Right?! It makes you stammer, doesn't it?!" Noa: "It's fine if you don't want to." Kakeru: "No, I do, I do. I really do." Kakeru: "Here's to you, Noa." Noa: "Yes, likewise." She gives me a smile and once again, I'm blindsided. My racing heart is making it hard to smile back. Fortunately for me, Yuuki... no, Noa, doesn't seem to mind as she takes her eyes off of me in a satisfied manner and stares off into the distance. Noa: "My next goal? To pet a cat without Haruka's powers." Kakeru: "Why not the cats at cat cafes? They should be friendly." Noa: "Oh, I never thought of that. You can give them food at a cat cafe, too. Even I should be able to pet them without them running away." Haruka: "Wow, that sounds nice. I sure would like to go." Noa: "Why don't we go together?" Haruka: "Huh? W-With me? Are you sure...?" Noa: "If you turn me down, then I won't have anyone else to invite." Haruka: "I-I'll go! I'll go! I'll go for sure!" Noa: "Eventually, then." Haruka: "Y-Yes! Eventually! Or right now, if you'd like...!" Noa: "As much as I'd love to take you up on that offer, we should be getting home." Haruka: "Oh. Y-You're right. I'm sorry. I just got too excited." Kakeru: "Right, let's call the ability practice quits and head home." Haruka: "O-Okay. I appreciate all you've done." Noa: "Let's go." We leave the park and head to the train station. By the time we get there, it's completely dark outside. Haruka: "Th-Thank you for everything. I'll see you tomorrow." Kakeru: "Thanks to you, too." Noa: "Safe travels." We see Senpai off until she's out of sight. Noa turns herself around and stares straight at me. Noa: "Thanks for today." Noa: "You might find this rather silly, but I feel... this helped take a tiny load off my heart." Noa: "And it's thanks to you. I'm truly grateful." Kakeru: "I'm technically working in my own interests, so I feel guilty accepting your thanks. So just don't sweat it, all right?" Noa: "Okay, then." Kakeru: "Besides, I'm going to be asking a lot of you from here on out." Noa: "..." Noa's eyes squint. Noa: "You need The Order's power?" Kakeru: "It might be necessary. Has that ghost rumor spread to Kuho, too?" Noa: "Ghost?" Kakeru: "I guess it hasn't come your way, then. It's a rumor that's probably about a User." Kakeru: "Word has it that this ghost comes dashing toward you, jumps straight at you, and disappears." Noa: "Jumps straight at you and... disappears." Kakeru: "Yep. There's an Artifact that lets you warp only if you're in the air. It's probably that." Noa: "What's the damage?" Kakeru: "Aside from scaring pedestrians, nothing really. Haven't heard any stories of anyone being injured." Noa: "I see. And where does it spawn?" Kakeru: "The rumor is spreading among the girls at school, so I asked Kujo and Sora about it. It's shown up along the train tracks, near the park, and behind the station. None of the places are related at all." Noa: "So it just jumps around town?" Kakeru: "Seems that way. It's fine if they're just using their power to have some fun, but they might be going berserk and losing control of their power as well." Noa: "If it's the latter, then we need to stop them. What's the time frame? Do you know?" Kakeru: "I don't know exactly when it shows up. But if their powers have gone berserk, then it'll most likely be popping up all over regardless of the time." Noa: "There's a chance we might run into them right this very moment." Kakeru: "Sure is. Still... I don't see any kind of commotion around here so far." I look around us, but I don't find a single person screaming, "Look! A ghost!" Kakeru: "Given that no one has witnessed it at this very moment, they might show up at a later time. Testing their powers at a less conspicuous hour." Noa: "If they haven't gone berserk, or rather, if Iris hasn't gotten involved, then that's our best case scenario. However..." Noa: "The fact that they're jumping out at people means they're threatening them. Either way, we should be taking action." Noa: "Let's find this ability-wielder." Kakeru: "Right. I say we circle around here for a bit." Noa: "I have a simple question for you." Kakeru: "Hm?" Noa: "Why did you not invite Kujo-san and Sora today?" Kakeru: "I didn't intentionally exclude them." Kakeru: "Kujo has work. She didn't have a shift scheduled for today, but she's been coming in late more often recently, so she put in for one to make up for lost time." Noa: "Ah, I see. That's the Valhalla Society's fault. We should take her schedule into consideration from now on." Kakeru: "Agreed. As for Sora? Well, I guess I am overprotective. She still seems a little mentally shaken up from the fire." Kakeru: "So I can't really bring myself to tell her, 'C'mon, let's look for a User who might be going berserk!'" Noa: "Thank you. That explains everything." Kakeru: "We don't HAVE to search for them right now. I mean, we probably should go looking with everyone else, but you know..." Noa: "You're too invested to just sit idly by?" Kakeru: "...More or less." Noa: "I know the feeling. Should we call Haruka again?" Kakeru: "No, I don't want to ruin her day after we worked so hard to make it a good one." Kakeru: "She has a somewhat negative mindset, so I don't want to do something stupid and throw her down an even more negative track." Noa: "Haruka can cause miracles. On the flipside, she can also cause disasters." Kakeru: "That's right. Which is why I want her to keep a positive mindset." Kakeru: "Part of me also wants to let you end the day on a high note since you had so much fun, but..." Noa: "I'll be fine. In fact, I would have been annoyed if you hadn't come to me about this." Kakeru: "Yeah, going it alone is mighty risky, huh?" Noa: "That's right. It should be avoided. Now, let's go." Kakeru: "Sure." We try walking around the station. There are kids coming home from clubs and adults coming home from work. This area is quite populated. Someone would likely notice if that User were to show up here, but... Noa: "Nothing strange. Everything is ordinary." Kakeru: "Maybe we should prioritize spots with less people." Noa: "Let's do that." We proceed from the main street to the back alleys. At this time of the day, however, any street close to the station is going to have its fair share of people. We end up taking a path away from the station and as if it were inevitable, we end up near the shrine. I guess things are always gonna be tied to this place, huh? There's the fact that there's simply nobody around, and it's easy to run amok here since it's a bit far away from the Naruse residence... It's also where the sacred relic is enshrined, and it holds some mystic power to draw in Users. Noa: "...?" As we pass by the shrine, Noa stops in her tracks. Kakeru: "Did you find something?" Noa: "It might be my imagination, but just now, for a second..." I look around us. Nothing seems out of the... ... No. Noa: "Maybe it was my imagination after all. It looked like there was a person there." Kakeru: "It's not your imagination. I saw them, too. They just vanished right away." Noa: "If we both saw it, then that means..." Kakeru: "Unless it's an actual ghost, it's definitely a User." Noa: "The people have thinned out. Timing-wise it's the perfect hour." Kakeru: "Well, we can afford to cut loose a little, too, but..." Noa: "True. We have no other choice if they're going to instantly vanish like that." Kakeru: "Hey, Lena?" Lena: "Yo." Kakeru: "Keep watch with us." Lena: "Yup, leave it to me." Noa: "I found them. Three o'clock." Kakeru: "Three o'clock? Uh, which way is that?" Noa: "This way." Noa tugs my body into a different direction. ...There they are. Standing in the middle of the stairs leading to the shrine. A hunchbacked man. He seems around my age? Maybe a little older? His face is expressionless. His lifeless eyes are looking straight at us. He doesn't seem to be coming to attack us. The only thing he's doing is staring at us. Kakeru: "Oh..." He vanishes off somewhere. Noa: "I don't see him around." Lena: "Let's check out the shrine." Kakeru: "Good idea." We climb up the short staircase into the shrine grounds. ...There he is. Just like a second ago. He's staring right at us. Lena: "...The hell's with this guy? He's freaky as hell." Kakeru: "Well, at least he doesn't seem hostile." As I converse with Lena, the man vanishes again, but this time he reappears in a spot not far away that's still within our line of sight. Sure enough, he continues to stare at us. Lena: "Okay, I don't know WHAT this guy's about. Outside of bein' downright creepy, that is." Kakeru: "The rumors said that he's supposed to come jumping at you, but you don't get that sensation from him, huh?" Noa: "..." Noa: "Hey, I just realized something." Kakeru: "Yeah?" Noa: "Isn't his body... transparent?" Kakeru: "Huh...?" I inspect him closely. ... Yup. Kakeru: "He... sure is." Lena: "Are you serious? You mean this guy's not a User, but an actual friggin' ghost?" Noa: "This can't be, right?" Lena: "Ah crap, the fucker vanished off again." Noa: "Eek!" Noa screams and grabs onto my arm. Noa: "Wh-Where is he? He's gone? He vanished?" Lena: "No, he's over there. He's got his eyes on ya." Noa: "Eeek!" Lena: "The hell's your deal? Can't handle occult shit?" Noa: "I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't! I DEFINITELY can't!" Lena: "Are you friggin' kidding me? You're so bad with this shit that it's makin' ya break character?" Noa: "I-It's not that I'm bad with it. I-I just HATE it!!" Lena: "Damn, you're seriously freaked out, ain'cha?" Kakeru: "I thought she'd be fine around stuff like this, so this sure is a shock." Lena: "Y'know, if you wanna get her true side out, showin' her a horror flick would prolly get faster results than gettin' her to pet cats." Kakeru: "...Should we do that?" Noa: "No way in hell! Eek! He's vanished again!" Kakeru: "...You don't have to get that freaked out." Noa: "I'm not freaked out! I'm just a little scared!" Lena: "Damn, this chick's no good. She's not gonna be any help." Lena lets out a sigh. That guy is definitely transparent, though. If he's a real ghost, coming across him plus being in an empty shrine at night is freaking ME out a little, too. Still, there's a nine out of ten chance that he's a User. He's half-transparent and has a weak presence. If he's not actually disappearing and it's simply a matter of us losing sight of him, then that'd mean he's got an ability similar or exactly the same as Sora, but... Either way, we don't know what this guy is trying to do. Kakeru: "Sophie, you here?" Sophitia: "Indeed I am." Noa: "Eeek!" Kakeru: "Hey, settle down. It's just Sophie, not a ghost." Sophitia: "Quite rare to see this one so flustered. Oh well, enough about her. The real issue here is—" Her eyes go from Noa to the disappearing-reappearing half-transparent man. Kakeru: "He's a User, right?" Sophitia: "Yes, indeed he is. It's hard to see, but take a good look around his neck." Kakeru: "...It's a Stigma." Sophitia: "I deduce that it's already spread over almost all of his body." Lena: "Then he IS a berserk User." Noa: "...He's a human?" Sophitia: "Yes. A regular human being." Noa: "..." Noa finally lets go of me. Noa: "Now that I know it's a regular human, I've got nothing to fear." Lena: "A little too late to try and play it cool, y'know." Noa: "I was just a little confused from being caught off guard. I wasn't afraid or anything." Lena: "Hold up, you said that you were not even a second ago, though." Noa: "..." Sophitia: "My, how lax we are. Leave your banter for later." Sophitia: "He won't be running away. Nor does he seem inclined to attack." Kakeru: "Silently going berserk sounds really odd, but are there cases where people go catatonic or something instead of freaking out?" Sophitia: "There are. They also eventually die." Kakeru: "What should we do about this?" Sophitia: "It's hopeless. He is already too far out of phase." Noa: "He's what?" Sophitia: "I'm referring to what you could call his 'coordinates'. As a result of repeated warping, he's trapped in between worlds." Sophitia: "He's no longer able to return to this world. What you're seeing right now is only his soul." Noa: "Only his soul...?" Lena: "In that case, he's a real, bona fide ghost?" Noa: "..." Noa slides over and clings to me. Jeez, she's an open book. Sophitia: "I'd say he's something close to a ghost. I assume that he was able to make it back to this world around yesterday when people reported witnessing him." Sophitia: "But right now, he's someplace else that not even I know of, and he's unable to get himself out of it." Sophitia: "I would venture that normal humans can no longer see him. Only wielders of Artifacts can recognize his presence." Sophitia: "In due time, his link with this world will be completely severed and no one will be able to perceive his presence any longer." Kakeru: "...How can we rescue him?" Sophitia: "He has already been consumed by the flames. It's far too late to protect him." Sophitia: "Now, all that's left for him is to await death. We were too late. There's nothing that can be done." Kakeru: "..." Sophitia: "If there WERE one thing that you could do for him..." Kakeru: "Tell me, please." Sophitia: "It would be to put him out of his misery. That's all." Kakeru: "Out of his misery...?" I can hear a heavy thump in my heart. ...I braced for the worst once before, back at that fire. Even so, I can't keep myself calm. ...I'm feeling regret about what I tried to make Noa do all over again. Kakeru: "...Okay. I'll do it, then." Noa: "Kakeru?" Kakeru: "I want to save him if I can. But if Sophie says there's no way, there really is no way." Kakeru: "So I'll do it. I'll bear the burden of taking his life." Kakeru: "If smooth words alone aren't gonna make any progress, I need to buckle up for the worst myself." Noa: "Fine. I'll watch." Lena: "Hey, Sophie?" Sophitia: "Yes?" Lena: "He's just a soul. And that soul is barely able to stay on this side, right?" Sophitia: "Yes, that is right." Lena: "If that's the case, put me to work, Captain. Just like we did with the fire guy." Kakeru: "Come on, Lena." I stick out my right arm. Lena turns goopy and clings to my arm. She wraps around my whole arm, from my shoulder to my fingertips. The illusory body coats my flesh. Now my hand—my fist—will reach his soul. Noa: "An illusory body gauntlet? That is your weapon...?" Sophitia: "Quite skilled. Your usage of the illusory body is better than mine." Kakeru: "Yeah. Thanks." In a rare display of approval, Sophie compliments me. A compliment I'm none too thrilled about. ...I've learned how to kill someone. No way would I be happy about that. Kakeru: "I'll hit him the next time he disappears and reappears." Right after I say that, the man disappears. I quickly search and find him. Kakeru: "Ngh." I close the distance between us. Can I end it in one shot? Or will I have to punch him multiple times? I really hope he'll go down easy. I'm less terrified about the man suffering and more terrified about having to whale on someone who won't fight back if need be. I'm thinking only of myself this late in the game. What a selfish, ugly side of me I'm showing. It won't even take me ten seconds to reach the man. This whirlwind of thoughts, emotions, and self-loathing swells inside of me. Kakeru: "...Forgive me!" Kill him now. Don't try to ask him for forgiveness. As I rebuke myself, I clench my fist, reel it back... ...and load my maelstrom of emotions into the illusory body. Kakeru: "...Ngh!" My clenched fist bursts through the man almost too easily. He doesn't writhe in pain; he just stares. His hollow eyes simply stare straight at me. Kakeru: "...Was he skipping around this whole time because he was looking for someone to notice him?" Kakeru: "The reason he didn't run away from us. The reason why he's staring at us even now. It's because... he wanted us to do this?" Kakeru: "But that idea is probably too convenient." Kakeru: "I'm sorry. I wasn't able to save you." His soul begins to disperse. He vanishes, unable to leave any words behind. I've... killed him. Kakeru: "..." A small silver item glitters where the man once stood. It's his Artifact. I guess it's back on this side now that it's lost its owner, huh? I'm not going to talk out my ass about using this "to mourn his death" or whatever. I'm going to use this... simply for me. ???: "I'll be taking that." Kakeru: "...?!" Once I try to pick it up, shadows shroud my vision. Dammit...! The Artifact...! Iris: "Hello. Good evening." Kakeru: "Iris!" Iris: "Hahaha." The Artifact hangs in her deviously grinning mouth. Then, as if showing off, she gobbles it down. Iris: "Sorry. I know you worked so hard just for me to steal the spoils." Sophitia: "Well... I never thought the day would come when I'd talk to you face-to-face." Iris: "Indeed. Not that I wanted to speak to you, of course. We might be the same person, but I don't get along with goody two shoes such as yourself." Sophitia: "..." Noa: "She looks the same as Sophie. What's going on here?" Sophitia: "I'll explain later. This falls in line with your twisted personality. To think that you'd make Kakeru kill someone." Iris: "I pretty much had to. I'm weak in this world. Very weak, in fact." Iris: "You were a great help. Thanks to you taking care of things in my stead, I've got myself a new toy." Kakeru: "So you were the one who made him go berserk? Again?!" Iris: "I'll leave that to your imagination. Still, I'm disappointed." Iris: "I was hoping that he'd run amok more. All he did was hop from place to place." Iris: "What a disappointment. Truly a letdown." Kakeru: "You piece of...! How far will you go to toy with people?!" Noa: "I've got the picture now. You are indeed evil. And you will be stopped!" Iris: "Oh my, how scary. I'll take my leave before you do something dreadful to me." Kakeru: "Ngh!" Sophitia: "Contain yourself. It's pointless to punch an illusory body." Iris: "Hehe, if you want to hit me, then I can let you punch me until you're satisfied." Kakeru: "Just get the hell out of here!" Iris: "Ha ha ha, I have no further purpose here, so I will do just that." Iris: "Oh, yes. I'd almost forgotten something important. I had a question for you." Kakeru: "The hell do you want?!" Iris: "Is your Artifact, by any chance, Overlord?" Kakeru: "...I don't know what that is!" Iris: "Thank you. That's all I needed to know." Iris: "If you're going to feign ignorance, perhaps you shouldn't hesitate before answering. Ha ha ha." Kakeru: "Grk!" Iris: "Well, I'll be. I was only half serious with that, but..." Iris: "If it's the real thing, then I want it. But I suppose killing you and taking it would prove difficult." Kakeru: "Just try it!" Iris: "Oh my, what great confidence. Looks like I can't do that after all. Well, it only makes sense if its specs are true to the fairy tales." Iris: "Now then, I shall really be taking my leave this time. Till we meet again. Ha ha ha." Kakeru: "Ngh!" Kakeru: "Goddammit!" I strike my illusory body-clad fist against the ground. Kakeru: "She's playing us for chumps!" Noa: "Iris was pulling the strings all along. All to obtain his Artifact?" Sophitia: "I'd say so." Noa: "You're saying she made him go berserk for that one reason alone?" Sophitia: "Yes. She has sacrificed many lives for that alone. She's done so for so long, in fact, that she wouldn't care about one or two people dying." Noa: "She's evil to the core." Kakeru: "And she's not done yet. She'll continue to lead people to the slaughter." Kakeru: "She's much more proficient at searching for Users than we are. We're always one step behind." Kakeru: "As long as she knows about things beforehand like with the fire, then we can't save them." Kakeru: "Nor the next one, nor the one after that. We won't be able to save them." Sophitia: "..." Sophitia: "This might upset the both of you, but..." Sophitia: "I'm glad that it worked out this way. Saving everyone? That sort of convenient talk is bound to fail eventually." Sophitia: "Get this into your head. You can't save everyone." Sophitia: "If you're going to reset time over and over in pursuit of your ideal scenario, then it will all come crumbling down sooner or later." Sophitia: "I cannot afford to lose you, so get that through your head now." Sophitia: "Even if you do possess Overlord, you are not omnipotent." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I really can't say I'm glad for anything. But..." Kakeru: "I'm ready for the worst now." Kakeru: "I WILL beat Iris." Kakeru: "She'll pay for toying with people's lives...!" Noa: "Ready for the worst..." Noa murmurs to herself. Upon closer inspection, there's a cold sweat across her forehead. Noa: "I thought I had readied myself long ago, but now it's all too clear." Noa: "I'm still not at all ready." Noa: "...I'm shaking. I've witnessed someone die again." Noa: "I'm so afraid, even though I was only watching. I'm still... trapped in the past." Noa: "We were finally face-to-face with Iris. We finally had our chance. But I wasn't able to take a single step." Noa: "I couldn't move. I couldn't activate The Order." Sophitia: "That was the right decision. You would have only drawn her attention if you came at her half-heartedly." Noa: "I didn't make any decision. I simply stopped thinking completely." Noa: "I can't afford to look so pathetic any longer. I will ready myself, too. The next time we encounter Iris..." Noa: "..." Noa: "I'm taking her down." Sophitia: "It would be great if she were to appear in her illusory form next time as well, but I have to wonder how far her synchronization with Satsuki is coming along." Kakeru: "She probably won't be so careless anymore. I screwed up and now she knows about Overlord." Sophitia: "Even if you had convinced her otherwise, it was only a matter of time before she realized. Our real issue is that we are far too lacking in options." Kakeru: "And Yoichi?" Sophitia: "No signs that they've made contact. At least, as far as I've gathered." Kakeru: "If those two team up, we're beyond screwed. We have to do something before that happens." Sophitia: "Yes. We'll gradually come up with our next course of action, but for now..." Sophitia: "Noa?" Noa: "Yes?" Sophitia: "Do you have some time?" Noa: "Even if I didn't, I'd make time. I can't go home like this." Sophitia: "I see. Well then, allow me to tell you." Sophitia: "Tell you about myself, that is."
Sophitia: "Simply put, I am also Iris. In other words, we are one and the same." Noa: "Did some sort of effect of the relics split you off...?" Sophitia: "No, not at all." We moved the conversation to my room. We're technically here for Sophie to explain things to Noa, but I don't really know much about Sophie and Iris myself. Given that, I listen attentively to what Sophie has to say. Sophitia: "About a millennium ago, Artifacts leaked into this world, just like what happened now." Noa: "That's the legend of Shiromitsugawa, right?" Kakeru: "The White Serpent, the patron of the shrine, was you coming to retrieve them, yeah?" Sophitia: "Yes, as awkward as being treated as some kind of god is. In any case..." Sophitia: "The one who sent the Artifacts back to their rightful place after retrieving them was me." Sophitia: "The one who went on a rampage after making the Artifacts her own in order to gain more Artifacts was Iris." Sophitia: "My decision branched off fate, in such a big way that neither of us could intervene." Sophitia: "As a result, it caused the birth of two of 'me'." Noa: "Which is why you share the same form and the same voice." Sophitia: "Even though I thought we would never cross paths ever again, I'm stunned that I ended up meeting face-to-face with my other self in that way." Sophitia: "Not only that, but she is in this world using the same illusory body. Granted, we're the same person, so it would make sense that we share similar tastes." Sophitia: "She might try to pretend to be me to deceive you. I would be very careful moving forward." Noa: "Right. I will." Sophitia: "That is all that pertains to me. I've said what I need to say. However..." Sophitia: "..." Sophitia: "I feel rather guilty, having children like you clean up after my mess." Sophitia: "I wanted to avoid any excessive meddling in other worlds' affairs, but answering your questions is the least I can do." Noa: "I have a question, but it's somewhat out of personal curiosity." Sophitia: "Ask me anything. I can't guarantee I can answer it, but go ahead." Noa: "I want to know more about what happened a millennium ago. Did it all begin with the link between our two worlds forming like this time?" Sophitia: "Our world and your world have always been connected." Sophitia: "At the time, there was quite a disparity in how our civilizations advanced. Since we were blessed with the gift of the magical arts, from our perspective all of you were nothing more than needy apes." Kakeru: "Ahh, okay. Now I get it. That explains your naturally patronizing attitude." Sophitia: "That's more a matter of me simply living far too long." Sophitia: "Forget a tenth, none of you are even a hundredth of my age. Hearing sass from someone so mindbogglingly younger than you is bound to irritate anyone, don't you think?" Kakeru: "You have a point. The idea of me speaking to someone who's lived a millennium like someone off the street does make me feel like a rude jerk." Sophitia: "Granted, to start giving me the formal treatment NOW would be rather unsettling. Anyway, to continue." Sophitia: "With the great disparity between our civilizations, we never actively sought to interact with your world since there wasn't any real benefit to it." Noa: "So you never tried to close the link because it never affected you." Sophitia: "Correct. However, the birth of the Artifacts changed the situation." Sophitia: "The Artifacts possessed unexpected properties. I suppose you don't need me to explain this, but..." Noa: "They pick the ones who use them on their own." Sophitia: "Yes, transcending worlds to do so, in fact. Thanks to that, they've scattered themselves all over the place." Sophitia: "The majority crossed over to this world, plunging things into chaos." Sophitia: "That was the start of the disaster a millennium ago." Noa: "Did the humans in this world have a better aptitude for the relics?" Sophitia: "I wonder about that. Comes across as suspicious, doesn't it? The ratio is far too unbalanced, no matter how you look at it." Noa: "Do you mean it's by design?" Kakeru: "No... you're not implying that they're trying to test the capabilities of the Artifacts on people in this world, are you?" Sophitia: "No, something much more simple. They're trying to dump off Artifacts into this world." Kakeru: "Dump off? Why do that after taking all the trouble to make them in the first place?" Sophitia: "Magic could only be used by talented individuals. Merely being capable of using magic would give you high social status." Sophitia: "Artifacts are tools developed to grant anyone the ability to use magic. I believe you don't need an explanation to figure out where I'm going with this, correct?" Noa: "Magical talent would lose its value." Sophitia: "Precisely. The people with high status feared the prospect of Artifacts becoming widespread." Kakeru: "And that's why they dumped them into this world, huh?" Sophitia: "If they truly wanted them retrieved, then they wouldn't entrust the task to me alone. I assume their plan was to make the retrieval mission fail by pushing it all on me." Noa: "However, all of the relics were recovered." Sophitia: "Yes, thanks to my diligent efforts." Sophitia: "They all looked utterly annoyed with me. And that's when I thought to myself." Sophitia: "'Why do I have to be subordinate to incompetent fools who cling to their standing in society—whose only merit is the use of the mystic arts?'" Sophitia: "That was the fork in the path of fate. Pocketing the Artifacts for myself, I became drunk with their power." Sophitia: "In search of more power, I gathered up the Artifacts. Sometimes by killing people and taking theirs." Sophitia: "I committed countless crimes, becoming a being under no one's rule." Sophitia: "The other me came to be referred to by another name." Sophitia: "Iris, the Witch of Calamity." Noa: "Countless? But even one relic would make you lose your sanity if it goes out of control." Noa: "So the other you ended up going crazy from the power and fully transformed into this Witch." Sophitia: "I'm sorry to say that woman is completely sane." Sophitia: "Our souls are much stronger than the people of this world. It's rare for ours to go berserk." Sophitia: "Discounting that, however, I seemed to be very talented. Talented enough to control several Artifacts at the same time." Kakeru: "If you're so talented, Sophie, then why do you only use a limited number of Artifacts at any given time?" Sophitia: "My fear of winding up like that is the biggest factor. The second is the position I'm in." Sophitia: "Even in the branch where I retrieved every Artifact, an equally annoying conflict broke out." Sophitia: "Those in power who wanted to make Artifacts widespread and those who wanted to eradicate them to protect their status publicly clashed with one another." Sophitia: "I'll spare you the details, but the one who stepped in to end the matter was me." Sophitia: "Thanks to that, I found myself with the utterly embarrassing nickname of 'Saint'." Sophitia: "It was a nickname I truly hated, so I changed my name to Sophitia... but back to the main topic." Sophitia: "Sephirot is an organization I created to manage dangerous Artifacts." Sophitia: "I would be setting a bad example if I were to use Artifacts with reckless abandon, don't you think?" Kakeru: "And your strict maintenance of the Artifacts is exactly why even YOU need to fill out the necessary paperwork, right?" Sophitia: "Do you understand now?" Kakeru: "Yeah, more than enough." Sophitia: "In retrospect, be it a millennium ago or even now, you people have simply been caught in the crossfire of our world's squabbles." Sophitia: "I'm open to not only questions, but complaints as well. I'll listen with a level head." Kakeru: "Well, there's no real use complaining to you. I mean, what ended up happening was out of your control." Sophitia: "This incident in particular is completely my fault." Kakeru: "Nah, but that earthquake wasn't your fault, right? It was just an accident. Er, well, a natural disaster." Kakeru: "Besides, that's all a millennium ago, right? To be frank, it's all so unbelievable that it doesn't really evoke any emotions, you know?" Noa: "Iris is the guilty party here. Blaming you when you're trying to set things right with the world would be unjust." Sophitia: "My, you being so understanding can be such a problem sometimes." Noa: "You wanted us to pile the blame on you?" Sophitia: "Sometimes that's the easier option." Kakeru: "As a resident of Shiromitsugawa, I couldn't do it. Blaming the deity we've worshiped for a millennium is pretty disrespectful." Sophitia: "Enough of that. I HATE feeling my age, and calling me 'deity' or whatever divine symbol of worship does exactly that." She gestures with her hands like she's shrugging and heaves a sigh. Sophitia: "Let's leave today on that note. I'm exhausted from talking for so long." Noa: "Thank you for explaining things." Sophitia: "You're very much welcome. I'll answer any other questions you might have soon enough." Sophitia: "Now, I'll be off. Make sure to be careful. You never know when that wicked woman will strike." Noa: "Wait. One last thing." Sophitia: "What is it?" Noa: "..." Noa's Stigma appears in her eye. ...She's activating her ability? Noa: "If you and Iris are one and the same, then mind if I test something?" Sophitia: "Ahh, I know what you have in mind. Yes, it's fine." Noa: "Thank you. I'm not going to try to hurt you, so don't worry." Sophitia: "Yes, I trust that you wouldn't." Noa: "..." Sophitia: "Oh my." Noa: "Well?" Sophitia: "Quite intriguing. That reached me. Across worlds." Noa: "Thank you. I've got it now." The Stigma vanishes from her eye. Sophitia: "I actually wish you had put some more oomph into it." Noa: "I only made a little bit of your desire to get blamed and punished come true. I have no intention of actually administering judgment." Sophitia: "I see. Well, whatever works for you." Sophitia: "In any case, good night." Noa: "Good night." As soon as Noa answers, Sophie disappears into the spatial rift. Kakeru: "Did you just...?" Noa: "Yes, I tested it." Noa: "The Order took hold of Sophie's soul." Noa: "Which means that with The Order, I can attack Iris's soul as well, since they're one and the same." Kakeru: "Come to think of it, that's right. Maybe we should have tested that with Sophie earlier instead of just running off assumptions." Noa: "This was worth it. We got some interesting information out of it." Noa: "Our duty is to put a grudge from a millennium ago to rest." Kakeru: "Yeah. Sophie seems to be worried, albeit in her own way. I don't think I've ever seen her behave so seriously before." Noa: "I haven't known her for long, so I don't really know her disposition, but..." Noa: "Everyone is subject to having regrets and feelings of guilt." Noa: "..." Noa: "I can't just stay cooped up in my shell." Noa: "I just need to fix my resolve and determination." Kakeru: "Don't strain yourself. Then again, I shouldn't be raining on your parade unless I really am THAT dense." Kakeru: "If there's anything I can do, just let me know." Noa: "Can you spare some time tomorrow? There's something I want to test." Kakeru: "Okay, did you want me to call everyone?" Noa: "Just you. I'm still... hesitant to show this to anyone else." Kakeru: "Show what?" Noa: "I can't say yet. It's a secret." She stands up, carrying her bag. Noa: "I'll be off. Thank you for today." Kakeru: "Yeah, right back at you." Noa: "..." Noa: "You don't have to beat yourself up. I think putting him out of his misery was the right call." Kakeru: "Yeah, I sure hope so..." Noa: "If there's anything I can do to make you feel better, contact me. Any hour of the night is fine." Kakeru: "Right. Thanks. I'll do just that if I can't get to sleep." Noa: "I don't mind singing you a lullaby if you need it." She smirks and walks toward the entryway. Noa: "I'll see you." Kakeru: "Should I walk you to your house?" Noa: "No need. I'll pick a populated street." Kakeru: "Ah. Okay. Gotcha." Noa: "Thanks for inviting me. Have a good night." Kakeru: "Yeah, 'night. You too, Noa. Don't overdo it. If something's up, you don't have to settle it alone. You can lean on me." Noa: "Right, thank you. I'll see you around." I walk out to the hallway, see her out, and close the door. ... Kakeru: "Don't beat myself up, huh?" I want to put it out of my mind, but I can't. Today, I killed someone. I crossed that line. I crumple to my knees, the strength sapped from my body. Now that I'm all by myself, I guess the thread keeping me together has been snipped. My body is shaking. I'm fucking freezing. I want to redo it all. For myself. To erase this guilt. Kakeru: "..." I stumble to my feet. Kakeru: "Yeah, contacting her now wouldn't leave the best impression." I crack a dumb joke and force a smile. I desperately try to recompose myself. I have to press forward as much as I can. There might be some things that only I can do as I am now. I have to carry this tremendous sense of guilt and move on.
Satsuki: "All right, I'm passing out the handouts. I'm not keeping count, so divvy up extras as you pass them back." Afternoon homeroom. I reach the end of the school day without complications. I filled everyone in on what happened yesterday. Takamine wanted to talk to me about it, but I made him put it off for another day since I have plans with Noa. However, since I'm sure Noa doesn't want people knowing what she's trying to do, I fed him some random excuse I made up. I'm pretty sure we'll all meet up either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow anyway. Satsuki: "Okay, that's all. We'll skip standing and bowing." Homeroom ends and chatter starts to fill the classroom. I sling my bag over my shoulder and stand up from my seat. Yoichi: "See ya!" Kakeru: "Yeah, see ya." I say goodbye back to Yoichi and give Kujo a "see ya" as I pass by her and head into the hallway. Yoichi has stopped asking me to walk home with him. My guess is that he REALLY doesn't want to be part of any more trouble. Well, I can only hope that he keeps himself distant from Artifacts and Users. I take out my phone once I come out the front gates and check the time. She said that she'd come by my place after she stopped back home, so it doesn't seem like I have to rush. I leisurely stroll back to my place. I slip into casual wear and wait for Noa to come while browsing on my computer. I still haven't asked what she wants to test. I presume it's something that she can do in the confines of my small apartment, but what is it? I honestly can't think of what it might be. As soon as I finish up an episode of an overseas drama, my phone buzzes. "I'm almost there", says Noa's message along with a cute sticker. As always, she doesn't keep up her act when she's texting. I wonder if she notices that she's unconsciously showing parts of her true self. Now that I think about it, Noa's natural charms are kind of funny—in a different way from Kosaka-senpai. I feel like I've been able to make the most progress in our relationship in this branch, but there's still a whole lot about Noa that I don't know. As I contemplate to myself, my doorbell rings. I pause my video and head toward the front door. Kakeru: "Yo." Noa: "Hello there." I greet Noa at the door, and I notice she's carrying a backpack on her back and shopping bags in both of her hands. Kakeru: "Want me to carry those?" Noa: "I can manage." Noa: "Can I put these down somewhere?" Kakeru: "Sure. Anywhere is fine." Noa: "Thank you." She puts her stuff down on the floor. Inside the shopping bags are... snacks? Kakeru: "You sure bought a lot." Noa: "It's my first time splurging in a while, but it's necessary." Kakeru: "Snacks? For what?" Noa: "I'll explain." Noa sits down on one of the throw pillows and I take a random spot on the floor. Noa: "I've been thinking over what I should be doing." Kakeru: "On how to better ready yourself?" Noa: "More like how to reform myself." Kakeru: "Reform? Can't say that's really ringing any bells." Noa: "Why did I mess things up in the other branch? It's because I'm terrified of failure." Noa: "I don't want to let anyone see me looking uncool. I've lived forever thinking that I needed to maintain my image at all times." Noa: "But when I tried to destroy Iris in the alternate branch, my sister's death flashed in my mind and I became stricken with terror." Noa: "I thought that if I destroyed Iris... No. I thought that if I KILLED Iris, then I'd be no better than that driver—no better than that drunk who killed my sister." Noa: "I think I was violently disgusted. The terror and disgust ended up beating out my half-baked, cliched resolve." Noa: "I might have wanted to run away, but I didn't want to disgrace myself in front of all of you. I had to remain strong." Noa: "And as a result of these conflicting feelings clashing, I ended up freezing up." Noa: "That's what I believe to be the reason I fouled things up. It's just a theory, though." Noa's eyes waver with insecurity. She probably needed a lot of courage to even speak to me about that. She's trying to confess to her own weakness. Noa: "If I was able to put more of my weakness out on the table, I might've been able to back everyone up better—like, getting Haruka to use her power to give me a boost." Noa: "But I wasn't able to show that weak side of me." Noa: "First, I have to do something about my stubbornness. I think that once I'm able to show my weakness to my teammates, I'll be able to become a different me." Noa: "At least, I hope so." Kakeru: "That makes sense. As far as showing your weaknesses goes..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I'm pretty sure I saw you do that yesterday." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "S-Sorry. I wasn't trying to take a stab at you." Noa: "It's fine. The reason I said I just wanted to see you yesterday was part of that. I've already let you see an unsightly display from me." Noa: "Stay with me and I'll get even more unsightly." Noa: "All in order to overcome the weakness in myself." Kakeru: "I get it. So, what should I do?" Noa: "For now, I'd like you to let me change my clothes." Kakeru: "Change? Well, okay. I'll be over there, then." Noa: "Thank you. I'll call you when I'm done." Kakeru: "Roger that." I exit the living room and head into the kitchen. I shut the door tight and sit with my back facing the living room. She said she'd get even more "unsightly", but does that mean she's changing into a more casual outfit or something? I wonder what an "unsightly" outfit is in Noa's eyes? Her everyday clothes are pretty Gothic Lolita, so... Oh, maybe her gym tracksuit? I'd kinda like to see that. Something tells me that, knowing Noa, she'd be able to really pull off the look. You know, it makes me wonder if there's anything else it could be. Kakeru: "Hmm?" There's a knock at the door. Looks like changing time is over. Kakeru: "Comin' in." I stand up and open the door, excited to see what she's dressed in. Kakeru: "Whoa..." Noa: "..." Well, I can't say that I saw this coming. Noa: "I'm in an outfit that I would never wear at home. I thought I would go all in on slovenliness." Noa: "Well, how is it?" Kakeru: "That's a fine question..." I'm stunned. She's always so well put together that seeing her completely cut loose is a big shocker, to say the least. And my heart is also going wild at the sight of her bare legs. She's always wearing tights, so it's, well, you know! Blindsiding me like this isn't fair, dammit! Noa: "You're shaken up. Looks like I succeeded in breaking down my cool, nonchalant image." Kakeru: "Uh, yeah. Success. Yup. It's pretty, well, risque? Striking?" Noa: "I was extremely hesitant, but I decided I should shake free." Kakeru: "Speaking of free, might I ask where are your pants?" Noa: "I'm not wearing any. Only the t-shirt." Kakeru: "Only that, huh? Huh? ONLY THAT?! So, your underpants..." Noa: "Of course I'm wearing those." Kakeru: "R-Right. Just got a little spooked there." Noa: "...I'm starting to feel like I've come off too strong after all." Kakeru: "...Why are you getting all bashful all of a sudden?" Noa: "..." She pulls the hem of her shirt and fidgets. I knew it. This girl IS a natural ingenue. Actually, it makes sense.\nShe is pretty ditzy and impulsive. I guess she suddenly mellowed out. Still, I wish she would stop it with the blushing and fidgeting. It's getting to me. Noa: "I-In any case, I'm going to indulge myself until I'm no longer ashamed to look like this." Kakeru: "Ah, I see. Okay. How, exactly?" Noa: "That's what the snacks are for. I've brought a whole bunch of other things, too." She faces away from me, crouches down, and starts fishing through her bag. Noa: "A portable game system, and..." Kakeru: "..." Hnghhh! Oh, Yuuki-san! Noa-san?! Be careful! I can almost see down there! If you're not careful with how you lean, I'm going to be seeing a WHOLE lot more! Noa: "And... Huh? Where did I put it again?" She continues to fish through her belongings as she fixes the t-shirt sliding down her shoulder. Geez, that t-shirt of hers is too damn big! Hey, is she really wearing underwear? Well? I don't see a strap there, so is it just strapless? WELL? If something slips out, what will happen? I don't know. I just don't know. Noa: "For snacks, I've got potato chips, cookies, and other stuff." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "All right, we're good." Noa: "Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm all set for the time being." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Hm? What's the matter?" Kakeru: "Uh, nothing. Don't mind me." ...Don't you "what's the matter" me! ...This is doing a number on my poor heart. ...I'm scared. I'm oh so scared. I've been getting all flustered and excited because I've been seeing Noa more as a member of the fairer sex since around yesterday and now my inner virgin is scared. Kakeru: "So, what exactly should I do?" Noa: "Just watch." Kakeru: "Watch? Uh-huh. You want me to watch? That's it?" Noa: "Yes, just watch. Watch me slack off." Kakeru: "Hmm, mm-hmm, hmm? Uh, wait, this isn't clicking with my brain at all." Noa: "It doesn't have to click with your brain. Just watch with your eyes." Kakeru: "Um, all right, then." Noa: "Can I lie down?" Kakeru: "Yeah, sure, go ahead. Feel free to use the cushion or the pillows." Noa: "Thank you. But before I do..." She takes the potato chips and tries to open the seal, but... Noa: "Hngh." She tries, but... Noa: "Hnghhh...!" Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Nghhhhh!!" Kakeru: "...Want me to open it?" Noa: "Yes, please..." I take the bag and pop it right open. Noa: "Amazing. You made it look so easy." Kakeru: "Here you go. Bon appetit." Noa: "Oh. Thank you." She takes the bag from me and sets it on the floor. Next, she gets the throw pillows lined up. Then, she switches on her game system. Finally, she splits a pair of chopsticks apart for some reason and sprawls on the floor. Noa: "..." Lying around in a risque outfit, eating chips with chopsticks while playing video games. I gaze upon the sight, taking it all in. ... The hell am I looking at? Noa: "Well? How do you like my slacking?" Kakeru: "Uh, how do I put this? I'm more impressed by how stiff your face is in contrast to your slacker appearance." Noa: "God, I already feel guilty." Kakeru: "Guilty?" Noa: "I feel guilty about slacking off." Kakeru: "Ahh, I see..." That's what she means. She feels obligated to live the best she can to make it up to her late sister. I think the majority of Noa's behavioral principles can be explained by that. To Noa, letting others see her being lazy must be agonizing. Noa: "It's not like I never take breaks. I've enjoyed entertainment just as much as everyone else—games, anime, manga, you name it." Noa: "But I've always managed my time for them, so I've enjoyed those things in moderation. Until now." Noa: "I've never relaxed and indulged like this before. Granted, I still haven't technically relaxed yet, but still." Noa: "I've been thinking things over, and I've realized how normal activities are so lost on me." Kakeru: "You enjoyed the cats, though, right?" Noa: "Huh?" Kakeru: "With Kosaka-senpai's power." Noa: "Oh, that. Yeah, I did." Kakeru: "I think that you were at a pretty good level of relaxed back then. At least to my eyes." Kakeru: "Just don't focus too hard on it. All you have to do is shut off your brain and enjoy yourself like with the cats." Noa: "Shut off my brain and relax..." Kakeru: "What games do you have with you?" Noa: "I have Demon's Hunter booted up right now." Kakeru: "Oh, really? Let's do some multiplayer, then." Noa: "You have it?" Kakeru: "Sure do. I have three hundred hours on it." I pull my system off of the shelf and check the game. I have a different game in, so I switch to Demon's Hunter and lay myself down on the floor, too. Kakeru: "Alrighty, let's play." Noa: "I've made a Gathering Hub." Kakeru: "What quest do you wanna do?" Noa: "What's your Hunter Rank?" Kakeru: "Uh, what was it again? I've got all quests unlocked." Noa: "Since you have, we'll go max difficulty. I want the Deviant Demon materials." Kakeru: "Okie dokie. What weapons are you using?" Noa: "The Gunlance." Kakeru: "Ah, cultured, I see." Noa: "Shooting enemies is chock full of romance." Kakeru: "I get you. I'm a longsword addict, so I'm sorry if I trip you." Noa: "Expect some heavy sighing, at the least." Kakeru: "Jeez, tough crowd." We indulge in co-op play as we ramble on to each other. There's the occasional silence and incomprehensible shout when an enemy gets us. We're just two friends playing with each other. That's all there is to it. Noa: "...I'm a little out of my element with multiplayer after all." Kakeru: "Do you normally do solo?" Noa: "...Yeah. I usually play in between studying. Multiplayer seems like it drags on." Kakeru: "Boy, you really do manage your time down to the second." Noa: "...If my grades fall, my parents will get worried." Kakeru: "Worried? Not mad?" Noa: "They wouldn't get mad. I don't think they would mind even if I was a poor student." Noa: "I've only wanted myself to remain diligent and talented. But since that's the image of myself I've shown this entire time..." Noa: "Any slight change and it'd worry them. They'd think I'm feeling sick or something is troubling me." Kakeru: "You've got kind parents." Noa: "They're just oversensitive. They're afraid of losing me, too." Kakeru: "Ah, right..." Noa: "You don't have to dance around the subject. It's nothing that'll make me depressed, after all." Kakeru: "I guess if I did avoid it, it'd make you feel awkward instead, huh?" Noa: "Yup." She gives a nonchalant response. It's uncharacteristically casual of her. It's a subtle change, but it's there. That tiny bit of nuance is enough to make me realize that she's actually letting me in. I start to feel a warmth slowly spread in my chest. Noa: "I want to talk about anything you want, so if something is on your mind, I want you to feel free to ask it." Kakeru: "Now that you bring it up, you've been going home pretty late nowadays, but is that okay with your folks?" Noa: "My parents trust me, so it's fine. They may really want to be overly protective of me, but they're also apprehensive about being a burden to me." Kakeru: "Well, I can see them being careful since you're a girl. Even my folks are a little overprotective toward Sora." Kakeru: "Wait, isn't coming to a boy's apartment really worrying in its own right?" Noa: "I only told them I'm going to a friend's house. I hate lying, but I don't need to tell them positively everything." Kakeru: "Fair enough." Noa: "Although they were surprised since it was the first time I've ever talked about my friends to them." Kakeru: "I'm kind of curious as to what you do talk about at home." Noa: "Mommy and Daddy like anime and manga too, so we talk about them a lot." Kakeru: "Oh, you usually call them 'mommy' and 'daddy'?" Noa: "......" She makes a silent yet noticeable gasp. I look at her face to see that it's a vibrant shade of red. Noa: "I got TOO relaxed." Kakeru: "Well, isn't that the point of today?" Noa: "It is, but..." Kakeru: "I have a feeling your tone is different at home." Noa: "It's not that different. It's about the same as now." Kakeru: "I kinda envision you using more respectful language to your parents." Noa: "Dream on." Kakeru: "I get the feeling you have a good upbringing. Like your family is the type to elegantly sip black tea on weekday afternoons." Noa: "..." Noa: "It's time I confess something." Kakeru: "Hm?" Noa: "I actually don't like black tea that much." Kakeru: "Huh? Wha? Seriously?" Noa: "Seriously." Kakeru: "But wait a sec, you're ALWAYS drinking the stuff at Nine Ball." Noa: "I thought of what I could drink to make myself look sophisticated, and black tea was my answer." Kakeru: "...You only drank it to look cool?" Noa: "Yes. I honestly always want to add sugar and milk, but I hold back and drink it straight." Kakeru: "...Are you stupid?" Noa: "Wh-What's with the insult...?!" Kakeru: "Jeez, you should just order what you actually like." Noa: "My image is important. A glass of juice isn't cool." Kakeru: "And parfaits are in the 'cool' category?" Noa: "They're... not, but still..." Kakeru: "Professing your love for sweets isn't going to ruin your image, you know." Noa: "I don't love them that much. I only order sweet stuff to counteract the bitterness of the tea." Kakeru: "Liar. This is from a branch where we weren't on the best terms, but you weren't on board with our plans at first until I dangled a parfait in your face, and then you couldn't have bit at it fast enough." Noa: "No, I don't actually love sweets, it's just that Nine Ball's parfaits are... different." Noa: "The quality for the price is simply outrageous. At first, I just ordered it on a whim, but it was so good that I was left shocked." Kakeru: "So you're saying you don't love parfaits in general, just Nine Ball's parfaits in particular." Noa: "Yeah. Have you ever had the fruit one?" Kakeru: "I haven't." Noa: "Then try it the next time you go. They're about half the price of one at any fruit parlor cafe, but the flavor is equal or even better." Kakeru: "Wow, really? I'll try one the next time I go, then." Noa: "I think they might use good-quality leaves for their tea as well, but I wouldn't really know about that." Kakeru: "I remember Kujo saying that they don't take profits into account when running the cafe. And if the same goes for the other dishes, then I'd wager they're not making a living off those prices." Noa: "I'm thankful that their prices are easy on the wallet. Nine Ball is my..." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Your what?" Noa: "...My haven." Noa: "I just now realized it. I've always tried so hard to keep myself firm, but..." Noa: "...I've been taking breaks this entire time." She whispers under her breath. She's talking to herself in a self-deprecating tone. Noa: "Now that I think about it, that goes for games, too. I just tried to live as stoically as I could, but I've been spoiling myself the whole time." Noa: "...Ever since I met you, Kakeru, I can feel more and more of my shell chipping away." Kakeru: "Is that a bad thing?" Noa: "No. I think it's an important thing to help me move forward." Noa: "...I need to overcome this already." I can't bring myself to respond to her murmur. I just remain silent. The room goes quiet aside from the clicking and clacking of button presses. Noa: "Want some snacks?" Kakeru: "Yeah, sure." We play video games and eat snacks. This is the self-indulgent time that Noa has been after. Before we know it, the sun sets and night falls. Noa: "Phew." After finishing the umpteenth quest, Noa sets her console on the table. Noa: "It's finally nighttime." Kakeru: "Going home?" Noa: "There's just one more thing I want to do." She turns around and roots through her bag. ...Like I said before, watch it, Noa. I can almost get a look at the goods. Yet I'm not saying anything, so I must be hopeful for it to happen. ...Damn, we guys are hopeless. Noa: "Here it is." She spins around and faces me. She has a DVD case in her hands. Noa: "I bought one that looks good." Kakeru: "A horror flick?" Noa: "That's right. I'm watching it now." Kakeru: "...You sure that's okay?" Noa: "No, I'm not sure, but I learned yesterday that this is the best way to get me out of my shell." Kakeru: "Seeing how that little scare was enough to freak the hell out of you, you might just die if you watch a horror movie." Noa: "I don't think I'll be as scared since I know in advance that it's all made up." Kakeru: "...Really?" Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Maybe you shouldn't?" Noa: "I'm watching it!" Kakeru: "...Are you really sure about this?" Noa: "I'm not, but I'm doing it. Let me borrow your PC." Kakeru: "Unfortunately, my laptop doesn't have a DVD drive." Noa: "Huh?" Kakeru: "I bet you're a little relieved now, aren't you?" Noa: "I-I am not. But... I see. Well, that's that. I bought this for the occasion, but oh well." Kakeru: "I can't play your DVD, but you can watch it on a streaming website." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Wow, I've never seen such despair on your face before. Maybe you should give up on this idea, yeah?" Noa: "No, I won't. I'm watching it." Kakeru: "Okay, okay. Let me see that thing." Noa: "Mm." I take the case, check the title, and search for it. Kakeru: "Ahh, it's not available for streaming." Noa: "Well, that ends that." Kakeru: "I'm subscribed to one other streaming site, so I'll try searching there." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Hey, stop making that face at every new suggestion unless you're quitting. Are you?" Noa: "I'm NOT quitting. If it's not there, check elsewhere." Kakeru: "Yes, ma'am. Right away, ma'am." I check the other site. Hmm, not streaming after all, eh? Kakeru: "What kind did you wanna watch?" Noa: "...I don't want to watch any." Kakeru: "Well, yeah, I know that, but work with me here." Noa: "I don't like the ones where ghosts show up." Kakeru: "Ghosts?" Noa: "Yes, ghosts." Noa: "Zombies, psychological horror, and gory stuff I can all handle." Kakeru: "Gore is fine, but ghosts aren't?" Noa: "...Maybe I don't like to acknowledge the existence of ghosts." Kakeru: "Has to do with your sister, huh?" Noa: "Yeah. I don't think it's good to attribute everything wrong with me to my sister, but..." Noa: "What if there are ghosts? What if my sister wasn't able to pass on?" Noa: "Maybe she would begrudge me, asking me why I didn't help save her back at the crossing." Noa: "Well, I don't think she really would, but the thought of her resenting me for her death scares me." Noa: "And that's why you can't handle ghosts." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Yeah, I really feel like you shouldn't push yourself..." Noa: "...I hate the part of me that entertains the idea of my sister becoming a vengeful spirit." Noa: "That's why I need to overcome it and learn to face this head-on." Kakeru: "Ghost films?" Noa: "Yes, ghosts." Kakeru: "Then Japanese horror it is, huh?" Noa: "Do you watch a lot of horror?" Kakeru: "I watch my fair share." Noa: "By yourself?" Kakeru: "Yup, sure do." Noa: "You're pretty calm." Kakeru: "Well, with horror—how do I put this? When you get used to it, you start finding it comical instead." Noa: "I can't say I understand what you mean." Kakeru: "If you watch a bunch of them, you'll see before long. What about this? It's pretty standard." Noa: "I don't know, so I'll leave it to you." Kakeru: "This one it is, then." Noa: "The lights." Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "Shut them off." Kakeru: "Huuuh...?" Noa: "If we do this, we go all out." Kakeru: "Man, you're being oddly stoic about this." I stand up and turn off the lights as instructed. Noa: "Hngh, hngh, hngh." Kakeru: "You're already panting. Are you sure you'll be okay?" Noa: "Like I said, I'm not. But I'm watching, regardless." Kakeru: "Well, enjoy." Noa: "Huh?!" Kakeru: "I'll be wandering around outside till you're done." Noa: "Wait, wait, wait!" Kakeru: "Well, that's new. That reaction is quite the change of pace." Noa: "D-Don't make fun of me! Hurry! Get back here!" Kakeru: "Right away, madam." I walk back to my computer and take a seat in front of it. Kakeru: "Let's give this a watch, then. You all set?" Noa: "..." Kakeru: "I'm hitting play." Noa: "W-Wait, I didn't say ye—" Kakeru: "I could've asked you a million times and gotten no reply. Right, so, I'm pressing play." Noa: "Unghhh." Noa glares at the monitor, looking ready to burst into tears. The lead-in of the movie just introduces the characters without a single scary element to be seen. Noa: "..." But before I know it, Noa is pressing tight up against me. Actually, she's practically clinging to me. ... Well, this isn't looking good. The movie is the LAST thing on my mind now. Noa: "...Urk." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "...Eep." Kakeru: "......" "Uh, there hasn't been a single horror scene yet." "Hey, there's nothing spooky happening." Those are the comments I want to make, but I can't force the words out. Noa: "...Hngh!" Every time Noa grips onto my shirt or leans her weight onto me, I can feel my heart jump in my chest. This is probably a hellacious battle for Noa, but it's turning into a hellacious battle for me too for different reasons. Grk, be still, my inner virgin!! Noa: "......Ngh!" The movie is finally getting spooky and Noa's face is starting to really twitch with terror. And she's sticking even closer to me. I can't take it anymore. I'm losing it over here. Focus on the movie. Just focus. Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "......" Noa: "Eek... ah, ah, ah, ah!" She wrings the living daylights out of my shirt as she lets out screams. Some kind of apparition flashes across the screen for just a second, but it's enough to evoke this kind of reaction. Man, her showing me her weak sides just isn't fair. I'm a sucker for this gap moe stuff. My heart has been beating like crazy for the wrong reasons and I've broken out into an odd sweat. I desperately hope that she doesn't find out that I'm struggling with my libido. However, those worries are unfounded. She's so focused on the movie that there's no way she'd pick up on any awkward vibes. Noa: "Gyaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "Holy crap, you scared me!" Noa lets out a yell and jumps. Her overreaction causes me to jump, too. Noa: "Hngh, ngh, ngh." Kakeru: "Yow! Ow, ow, ow! Ow!!" She trembles, clinging onto my arm with intense force. Actually, she's past clinging, she's outright crushing my arm with her bare hands. Kakeru: "Hold up, calm down! Calm yourself down! Your fingers! They're digging into me! It hurts! Lay off the fingers!" Noa: "○#△☆※◎□!!" Kakeru: "Huh? What the hell is that? What language are you speaking?!" Noa: "The window...!" Kakeru: "Oh. Yeah. The window." It's your typical scene. The character's classmate who committed suicide is being reflected in the window.* Even though this is a cult classic, it's a dated flick with a low budget and the ghost makeup is pretty rough around the edges, to be quite honest. It looks really fake and isn't scary at all in my eyes, so I picked this movie thinking that even Noa could handle it, but... Noa: "£=¥☆>×◎♯!" She's going out of her damn mind. This lovetap of a horror scene is enough to cause this. ...No freaking way is she gonna make it to the climax. Noa: "Hngh! Uhh, ungh! Uhhh, uhh, uhh!" Kakeru: "Wha? No way. Are you crying?" Noa: "Because the ghosts ○×△□☆" Kakeru: "Right. Right. I don't get you, but I get you. You're afraid of ghosts. Let's call it quits, then. Okay?" Noa: "Nooooo!!" Kakeru: "I see. Not quitting? Okay. But why? Just quit." Noa: "□※£#△◇" Kakeru: "C'mon, I can't understand you. Are you really all right? We still have over an hour left." Noa: "Ahhhh, eek, aaah, ahh, eeeek, agh, hrk!" Kakeru: "Jeez, you're crying so hard you're choking. Wipe your tears. Okay?" Noa: "Uh... huh... uhhh, gyaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "Yow! Your fingers! Your fucking nails! They're digging in!" Noa: "Eeeeeeeeek!!" Kakeru: "Yow, yow, yow! Come on, what part of that last scene made you scream?! The hell did you get freaked out by?!" Noa: "Gyaaaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "Ow, dammit! Ow, ow, ow, ow!!" Noa: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "Owwwwwwwwwww!!"
Noa: "..." We finish the movie and turn on the lights. Noa looks off into nothingness with her eyes red from crying. She isn't moving a single inch. Kakeru: "Hey, are you alive?" Noa: "..." Noa: "...That movie wasn't so bad." Kakeru: "Who are you trying to fool? Quit BSing me." Noa: "...It was so scary I thought I was going to die." She wipes her tears with the back of her hand. Kakeru: "I never would have thought you'd end up being such a mess." Noa: "Mission complete, then." Kakeru: "A smug face with tears in your eyes ISN'T cool, you know." Noa: "That stings." Kakeru: "Are you really all right? Can you sleep by yourself tonight? Can you make it to the bathroom in the dark? Shoot, can you even make it back home?" Noa: "...Are you making fun of me?" Kakeru: "Sure am." Noa: "So that's how little you think of me..." Noa: "I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight, and forget walking to the bathroom alone." Kakeru: "Welp, I'd say your cool persona has been pummeled into the dust." Noa: "It's too late to act cool now. It'd just look comical." She says this in a sulky tone as she lies down on the floor and buries her face in the throw pillow. Noa: "Unghh. It was too scary. I'm not doing that again." Kakeru: "That's the first time I've seen anyone cry and shout like that." Noa: "..." Noa: "It's been a long time since I've brought my feelings to the surface, so I feel a little refreshed now." Kakeru: "Oh. I see. Well, that's good." Noa: "I feel like I'm back to my childhood. No, actually, I've just been pretending to be an adult this whole time." Noa: "Acting like the ideal version of me made things easier because I just needed to focus on what was necessary." Noa: "Now that I've dropped the act and my shell has come flaking off, all I'm left with is me as a child." Noa: "In the end, I haven't been able to grow at all since then." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Finding it hard to respond?" Kakeru: "A little. I'm really not good at finding the right words for situations like these." Noa: "Mind if I make it a little harder, then?" Kakeru: "Go for it." Noa: "I've been talking about my sister this and my sister that, but she's been fading away in my mind little by little." Noa: "My memories with her. Her face. All of it, little by little, piece by piece." Noa: "The feelings of sadness and loneliness, too. They're never going away, but they're getting less present." Noa: "I can't stand myself for that." Noa: "The reason that I overreact so much to things that remind me of my sister's death probably stems from my guilt." Noa: "...At least, that's what I thought as I bawled my eyes out." Noa: "This self-analysis might come across as pointless." Kakeru: "I don't think it's pointless. And I don't wanna make any irresponsible suggestions, but..." Noa: "I think it'll be easier if you just say it." Kakeru: "Uh, well, how do I put this...? Why don't you tell all this to your parents?" Noa: "I won't. I'm pretty sure Mommy and Daddy haven't been able to move on from that day either." Noa: "They're actively supporting victims of traffic accidents. So they've been fighting with the evil that killed my sister in a different way from me." Noa: "Everyone in my family is tied down. It makes talking about things really difficult." Kakeru: "Oh. I see." Noa: "I'm glad that I'm able to discuss things with you, Kakeru." Noa: "Now I have someone who I can show my vulnerable side to." Kakeru: "Well, I kind of wish I had something better to say." Noa: "I'm grateful just to have you hear me out. I'm also happy that you interact with me so freely." Kakeru: "Up till now... Well, to be honest, you haven't been the easiest to approach." Noa: "I know. Almost everyone shares that opinion." Kakeru: "But that's only until I saw you acting so pitiful. Now, in my mind, you're in the same category as Sora." Noa: "Hey, are you making fun of me?" Kakeru: "Half and half." Noa: "That really does sting." Kakeru: "I sometimes say some pretty harsh things to people I'm relaxed around, so you'd better buck up." Noa: "People you're relaxed around. Okay, then." Kakeru: "Also, well, I crack my fair share of jokes, too. But I'm not actually laughing at you." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "So you don't have to act cool. Be in your element. If you have a moment of weakness, show it." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "And I'll try my best not to hold back when it comes to—" Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "......" I can hear tiny snoring sounds. She probably tuckered herself out from all that crying. Looks like she's fallen right to sleep. Kakeru: "And of course she has to conk out just when I was on a roll." I stand up with a wry smile, pulling a blanket from off the shelf and gently draping it over her. She looks so innocent when she's sleeping. She also looks really young. In my mind, Noa has already gone from a member of the opposite sex to another little sister of mine. No, sister isn't right. Maybe niece. A grade school niece that I'm suddenly taking care of. That's more of the vibe I'm getting. She's gone from a cool chuuni to a somewhat ditzy airhead, and finally a degenerate crybaby. Well, Noa, you're in luck. Thanks to your efforts, my mental image of you has been diving further and further down... just like you wanted. ...Is this okay, though? I'm sure it's fine to her. She's reevaluating herself and facing her trauma. Noa is trying so hard to move forward. But... is that okay? As I look at her sleeping, I can't help but think that. Kakeru: "..." I walk away from Noa's side and slightly hesitate over turning off the lights. I end up lowering the lights since I figure she won't be able to sleep soundly with it so bright. I exit the living room and enter into the kitchen. I shut the door, then lean against the wall. Kakeru: "Sophie, you around?" As soon as I ask, space distorts. Sophitia: "Do you need something?" Kakeru: "I have a question." Sophitia: "If it's something I can tell you, I will." Kakeru: "Tell me how to make familiars." Sophitia: "..." Sophie's expression stiffens up. Sophitia: "Why?" Kakeru: "It was an idea I had after talking to Noa. She never showed it in any of the other branches, but she's been carrying a lot on her shoulders." Kakeru: "I can't make her kill Iris. I can't let her be saddled with any more than she already has been." Kakeru: "So I'll do it again." Kakeru: "If Noa's The Order is the only thing that can beat Iris, I'll have her share her power with me and I'll do it." Sophitia: "..." Sophitia: "It would be a more certain solution than leaving it all to Noa alone, so normally, I wouldn't have any reason to object, but..." Sophitia: "I assume you're asking me with knowledge of the risks of making familiars, correct?" Kakeru: "I know that there are risks associated, but I don't know what they entail." Sophitia: "It just might reject you. Worst case scenario, you die." Kakeru: "If I do, I'll start over." Sophitia: "My, you have no regard for your own life, do you?" Kakeru: "That's the only weapon I have." Sophitia: "..." Kakeru: "Is that the only risk?" Sophitia: "Infection." Kakeru: "Huh?" Sophitia: "You take in the blood or bodily fluids of someone who has taken an Artifact into their body. That's how you make a familiar." Sophitia: "If they have any kind of disease, you will catch it as well. It's as simple as that." Kakeru: "Oh, is that all?" Sophitia: "Is that all? So, you have no regard for your health either? Or do all diseases have a cure in this world?" Kakeru: "No, but Noa is clearly healthy, so there isn't much to worry about." Sophitia: "I swear. I'm starting to think that keeping this a secret out of concern for all of you was foolish in the first place." Kakeru: "Well, this isn't the time to be concerned about our health, is it? If we fail to kill Iris, our world is done for." Sophitia: "...I can't really say anything when you put it that way." Kakeru: "All I have to do is drink her blood, then?" Sophitia: "You need to make Noa ingest the Artifact first. Yet another reason I couldn't recommend the process to you." Sophitia: "Once you take in an Artifact, your link with it becomes that much stronger." Sophitia: "Your risk of erosion increases. This is why I didn't want to tell you." Kakeru: "Oh, I see. If the risks extend to Noa as well... I'd like to avoid doing that." Sophitia: "Do you even understand Noa's power in the first place?" Kakeru: "Just that it can definitely kill Iris." Sophitia: "You sure are willing to risk life and limb on that scant amount of knowledge." Kakeru: "Because Noa has her reasons for not wanting to tell us. Since I know it's a big deal to her, I don't need to go prying for infor—" Noa: "To judge sins." Noa's voice from the living room interrupts my sentence. I slowly open the door. Kakeru: "...You were awake?" Noa: "..." Noa continues without responding to my question. Noa: "The Order is a guardian of order, as its name suggests. It inflicts punishment on those who I deem as sinners. It can't activate against those without sin." Noa: "The type of punishment is up to my discretion. I could give a light punishment to someone who committed a murder..." Noa: "...and, conversely, I could make heads roll for telling a simple lie." Noa: "That is the whole truth of The Order." After declaring that, she silently shuts her eyes. Noa: "I want you to know that divulging my ability is the ultimate sign of trust." Noa: "I trust you, Kakeru. More so than anyone." Noa: "That is why..." She lets out a short sigh, opens her eyes, and glares at me. Noa: "Don't EVER say something so foolish again." Noa: "Concerns like that are an insult to me!" Noa: "I'm not so weak that I'd push everything off onto you!" Kakeru: "I'm sorry." Noa: "You've carried enough on your shoulders. This time, it's my turn." She takes a step closer to me. Noa: "We'll carry the weight together!" She looks up at me, stands on her tiptoes, and grabs me by the collar. Noa: "Understand?!" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Yeah, I get it. I won't try to pull anything on my own anymore." I place my own hands on top of her tiny ones as they grip my collar. Kakeru: "Listen, I'm sorry." Noa: "I'm not done complaining yet." Kakeru: "I'm listening." Noa: "Don't turn off the lights! It's scary!" Kakeru: "Huh...?" Noa: "The moment I woke up, I almost burst into tears!" Kakeru: "O-Oh, sorry." Noa: "I'm more annoyed at this than you insulting my efforts! Be more aware!" Kakeru: "R-Right. I'm... sorry." Noa: "So long as you know!" She lets go of me roughly and gives me a pouty face. Sophitia: "Are you quite done with your lovers' quarrel?" Noa: "It's not that, but yes, we're done here." Sophitia: "At what part did you start listening to our conversation?" Noa: "I think I caught just about everything. Making a 'familiar' is basically sharing an ability?" Sophitia: "Yes, albeit a slightly inferior version." Noa: "The Order could be used to judge innocent people if the wielder so wished." Noa: "The wielder would just have to 'deem' a person as sinful, so you could basically lie as much as you want. That makes it an extremely dangerous power." Noa: "But I feel safe sharing my powers with you. I trust you and I'm perfectly healthy. There's likely no need to fear infection." Noa: "Even if it means splitting the risk, I have no objections to sharing The Order with you." Noa: "But I don't like the idea of you trying to bear everything on your own. If this runs the risk of rejecting you, then I won't do it. I won't make you a familiar." Sophitia: "...And you? Do you have anything to say?" Kakeru: "I'm with Noa." Sophitia: "I see. Okay. The gist is that it affects people you deem as sinners, which is why it affected me from across worlds." Sophitia: "I will look to see if there is an Artifact with a similar type of property. I'm not sure I can give it to you even if I do find one, though." Kakeru: "I appreciate it. Thanks." Sophitia: "I'll be off, then. Keep your lovers' spats to a minimum." Noa: "Like I said, it's NOT a lovers' spat." Before Noa can finish her sentence, Sophie disappears. We're all by ourselves again. ...It's kind of awkward. Noa: "...I'm getting changed." Kakeru: "Gotcha." Noa heads to the living room alone. I wait for a few minutes. Noa: "I'm done." I go back into the living room. Noa: "I'm going home. Thank you for everything today." Kakeru: "Ahh, yeah. I'm really sorry." Noa: "That topic is through. But if you insist on bringing it up..." Noa: "I want to be on equal terms with you. I don't want you to protect me." Noa: "Make sure to remember that." Kakeru: "I'll bear that in mind." Noa: "Hmm." Noa: "..." Noa: "Can I come over tomorrow?" Kakeru: "Yeah, sure." Noa: "Thanks. I barely touched any of my snacks." Kakeru: "You can leave them here. Your stuff, too. Feels like it'd be a hassle to bring back." Noa: "Then I will." Kakeru: "By the way, we might be meeting up with everyone tomorrow. Takamine has been itching to talk." Noa: "Tomorrow? About the ability-wielder?" Kakeru: "And plans for the future, I guess." Noa: "Okay, then." Kakeru: "I'll contact you when we have a time." Noa: "Right. See you, then." I see Noa to the door. Kakeru: "Can you make it home on your own?" Noa: "I can." Kakeru: "I'm going out to eat dinner, so I'll walk you part of the way." Noa: "I'm telling you I can make it fine." Kakeru: "...Really?" Noa: "Don't treat me like a child." Kakeru: "You're a child on the inside, aren't you?" Noa: "..." She puts on her shoes as she grumbles in frustration. Noa: "I'll go home by myself. Don't follow me in secret." Kakeru: "Okay, okay." Noa: "DON'T come along." Kakeru: "I said 'okay'." Noa: "Thank you for having me over." Kakeru: "See ya later." Noa: "Mm-hmm, see you tomorrow." Noa leaves my apartment, the door shutting behind her. We only spent a few hours together, but we covered a lot. An insult, huh? She's got a point. I might have overestimated myself. Noa isn't someone who I need to protect; she's a teammate who'll fight alongside me. I'll make sure not to forget that. Kakeru: "Now then..." I'm hungry, so I should go get some grub... Kakeru: "Huh?" Just as I'm about to go back to the living room to grab my wallet, the intercom rings. I open the door with a good hunch as to who it is. Noa: "..." There she is. She looks really embarrassed. Kakeru: "What's wrong?" I already have an idea, but I try asking anyway. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Forget something?" Noa: "..." Noa: "...Walk me home." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "...I'm scared." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "I can't do it alone." Kakeru: "You should have just been honest from the start." Noa: "Don't laugh at me." Kakeru: "Just hold on. I'll grab my wallet." Noa: "Okay..." She's an equal partner, but, yeah, she's basically my niece. I go back to the living room with an awkward smile, and I shove my wallet and phone into my pants pocket. Kakeru: "Let's go." Noa: "Mm-hmm, thank you." We leave the apartment together. This is a side of Noa that she would never show me in the other branches. A vulnerable side that only I know of. She would probably never show it to the others. It's kind of giving me a superiority complex. These few hours together with Noa have changed my feelings and impressions of her in a big way. Even as we walk side by side now... ...I feel sort of... Noa: "What are you going to eat?" Kakeru: "Haven't decided yet. Wanna join me?" Noa: "I shouldn't. I didn't tell my mom that I'd be eating out." Kakeru: "Okay, then." ...on edge.
Renya: "Now then, let us begin the war council!" Takamine spreads his arms out in an exaggerated manner. We've all got our drinks from the drink bar and ordered some things to nosh on. We're fully prepared. I want to jump right into the case with the User from the day before, but before I do... There's just one little thing that I want to make a comment on. Kakeru: "Hey, Takamine?" Renya: "What's the matter? Ah, my apologies. I got ahead of myself and took the reins for my own. Yuuki-kun is the leader here." Kakeru: "No, not about that. Why are you in your uniform?" Renya: "Ah, that is your issue. Worry not. I simply didn't have any clothes to wear." Sora: "You didn't... huh? You don't mean that... you don't have any regular clothes to wear, right?" Renya: "Of course I do. However, isn't there some sort of dress code in place for going to a diner with your peers?" Sora: "Duh, 'course not." Sora: "Oh. I got smart with my response out of reflex. You're my senior, so I should be more respectful." Renya: "Hah. Think nothing of it. I do have casual attire, but none that was appropriate for the occasion. Hence why I am in my uniform." Sora: "'Hence' what? I don't follow the logic at all. Well, actually, okay. Sure, makes perfect sense." Noa: "Are you finished?" Sora: "Oh, yes. All good!" Noa: "Here's the report on what happened the other day. Another berserk ability-wielder showed up before us yesterday." Haruka: "You mean the day we experimented with my ability, right?" Kakeru: "That's right. I planned on investigating that day, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it as we left. You had already used up a lot of your ability earlier in the day, after all." Haruka: "Oh. R-Right. It's okay. I ended up sleeping on the train and, well, I missed my stop. I don't think I would have been any help even if I was with you." Miyako: "By berserk ability-wielder, you mean the ghost rumor, right?" Sora: "Then that ghost actually existed?" Kakeru: "Well, yeah. It was half accurate. He had a short-range movement ability, but—" Renya: "Ah, I see. So, he went berserk in the technical sense, but didn't go on a rampage." Sora: "He got stuck in his own warp and wasn't able to get back to our side? That sounds hella scary." Miyako: "Once your powers go berserk, you end up unable to control them and they come back to bite you in the end." Sora: "So, would it be like if my entire existence got erased because of my powers, or something like that?" Noa: "I would guess so, yes." Sora: "Holy crap! What the heck? That's terrifying!" Kakeru: "Don't haphazardly use your powers, then." Sora: "I won't, I won't! Rest assured, I WON'T!" Haruka: "..." Noa: "...Are you worried?" Haruka: "Huh? Oh, um." Sora: "By the way, you said you were 'experimenting' before. So, you made Kosaka-senpai use her powers while telling me not to use mine?" Kakeru: "Don't worry about Senpai." Sora: "Huh? But why?" Kakeru: "She is the only one out of all of us who's completely mastered her Artifact." Haruka: "Completely? M-Me?" Kakeru: "That's right." Haruka: "I-It's been going off on its own so much, though. Y-You must be mistaken!" Kakeru: "I'm serious. In the other branches, you surpassed all of us." Haruka: "I-I did?" Kakeru: "Yes. You, Senpai. You went into territory that even had Sophie surprised." Haruka: "I-I can't believe that I..." Kakeru: "You're our ace, Senpai. You should have more self-confidence. A strong mind leads to a better command of your Artifact." Haruka: "R-Right! I understand!" Sora: "A strong mind, huh? Guess I do lack the mental fortitude." Miyako: "I guess I do as well. I get stressed or depressed too easily." Noa: "For the future, we might need to improve our skills in order to master... no, awaken our relics, but..." Renya: "If misuse leads to death, then leisurely honing your skills will not be an option. You'll need to temper them through battle." Miyako: "Battle? Like another User gone berserk..." Sora: "What about in the other branches? Oh, I guess you wouldn't know. You didn't know about the ghost stuff, right, bro?" Kakeru: "Yeah, my memories from the other branches aren't going to help. But there's still one Artifact that I have a grasp on." Kakeru: "It lets you shoot spears made out of energy from your soul. It's an extremely offensive-based ability." Kakeru: "I think that the next User that Iris'll come in contact with will be that one, but..." Noa: "We can neither search for the ability-wielder nor stop the meeting from happening." Kakeru: "Yeah, that's about right." Sora: "So we're basically forced to wait?" Kakeru: "Hate to say it, but yeah." Renya: "Only one left, eh? Not as many Artifact Users as I suspected." Haruka: "I thought this would turn into pandemonium, but it's surprisingly..." Renya: "Yes, surprisingly quiet. If Users were being created en masse, then I'd assume there'd be no shortage of people getting carried away with their newfound power." Kakeru: "I considered this before. I don't know if the numbers are just low or if everyone is unusually level-headed, but..." Kakeru: "I think there's a chance that they might have gone berserk before they had the opportunity to do anything bad." Miyako: "Oh, I see. If that fire was a unique case, then there might be cases of powers going berserk and resolving themselves right under our noses." Kakeru: "Yeah, that could be it. There's also..." Kakeru: "..." Sora: "Also what?" Kakeru: "Ah, never mind." I hesitate to finish my sentence. ...It's likely that Yoichi was hunting down Users before they could even commit any crimes or go berserk. On the flipside, the fact that Users are going berserk in this branch is proof that Yoichi isn't doing anything in secret, but... Kakeru: "Hey, Takamine." Renya: "What is it?" Kakeru: "Have you been keeping contact with Yoichi?" Renya: "I told him about today's meeting, but he hasn't responded as of yet." Noa: "Seems that he really has no intention of getting involved." Renya: "Seems like it. Though there is a chance he might show up on a whim." Noa: "And a chance that he's teamed up with Iris on a whim as well?" Renya: "It's just as I answered the other day. It's entirely possible." Noa: "I just don't get it. Why would he work with someone who's after his powers and trying to destroy the world?" Renya: "I don't think anyone can comprehend why. Not even myself." Sora: "Maybe he has, like, a death wish or something?" Renya: "He might have aggressive impulses toward others." Miyako: "Hmm, based off how Fukazawa-kun usually behaves, I just can't see him having those impulses at all." Renya: "Yoichi is cunning. He naturally hides them to keep up appearances. Acting in his fake persona is practically his forte." Noa: "Did something happen to him in the past?" Renya: "No, nothing. He doesn't have a real relationship with his family, but since Yoichi never liked being tied down or interfered with, he welcomed the lack of attention with open arms." Renya: "He has a lot of friends, unlike me. And he always had droves of girls who could be his girlfriend. That applies even now, I suppose." Renya: "However, he was born different from others. He's always been attracted to the taboo." Renya: "That's all there is to it." Haruka: "That's all?" Renya: "Indeed. People such as myself... and I'm sure this applies to you, Kosaka-kun, and you, Yuuki-kun, as well." Renya: "We want a reason. A reason that we can understand. After all, that is how stories work." Renya: "However, reality is different. There are plenty of cases of people harming random strangers for no reason other than a fit of rage." Renya: "We should stop trying to fit Yoichi into a framework that we can understand." Renya: "We will never be satisfied with the result anyway." Noa: "You seem to have a deep understanding of him." Renya: "I told you, didn't I? Not even I understand him." Renya: "However, we are inseparably bound to one another. I am an ally to Yoichi. No matter what may happen." Noa: "Even if he teams up with Iris and leads the world to destruction?" Renya: "Yes, precisely. If that happens, then I will be your enemy." Sora: "Wow, he flat-out said it." Renya: "I'm on your side for the time being, at least. I will tell no lies. That is my form of good faith." Noa: "...Fine, then. If or when you turn against us, we won't hold back." Renya: "Yes, please don't. I won't either." Takamine says without an ounce of hesitation. Yeah, that's how Takamine operates. He's a weird guy, but he has a kind of purity that I can honestly respect. Miyako: "So, um, what do we do now?" Kujo probably wants to clear the tension in the air. She tries to veer the conversation to the next topic in a slightly awkward manner. Miyako: "Are we just going to have to deal with Users going berserk as it happens?" Kakeru: "Yeah. There's really nothing we can do to gain the initiative." Sora: "Do we even know where they are? This last boss-type person, that is?" Kakeru: "Well, 'where' is funny. She's from another world. We have no way of even touching her unless we get her from over there to here." Sora: "Then if she holes up there, it's checkmate?" Kakeru: "Yes." Sora: "Oh God. What do we do, then? Aren't we already in checkmate?" Kakeru: "Well, I don't think Iris is going to stick to just running away." Noa: "The other day, she brazenly appeared before us. Iris is completely toying with us." Noa: "There's a very high chance that she'll make another appearance. The problem we face is... whether or not we'll be prepared when that time comes." Noa: "I had Sophie help with a test, and now I'm confident that The Order can beat Iris." Noa: "But... Iris usually has a barrier protecting herself, doesn't she?" Kakeru: "That she does." Noa: "In that case, we'll need Sora to erase the barrier. We'll need Kujo-san's power as well to create an opening. And we'll also need Haruka's power to amplify our powers." Noa: "Essentially, the next time Iris shows up, we'll all need to be assembled." Noa: "While I'd like to do as much as possible with all of you, as long as I'm a student living under my parents' care, that will prove to be difficult." Noa: "It looks like the road to victory will be perilous." Kakeru: "I might be able to do something about that. If I know when Iris will show up, I'll send my memories back to the past and let you all know." Noa: "But will YOU be okay?" Kakeru: "Huh? Okay with what?" Noa: "You've already used your power dozens of times, haven't you? And to make matters worse, you hold two relics." Noa: "Isn't that causing stress on your body?" Kakeru: "I'm fine for the time being. Perfectly fine." Noa: "I see. Well, if you say so. If something goes awry, let us know." Kakeru: "Sure, you can count on me." Renya: "Hmm. You seem to have everything settled upon, but..." Noa: "Did you want to add something?" Renya: "Well, since we're on the topic, I don't think you counted me in the group." Noa: "You're not an ability-wielder and you plan on betraying us, don't you?" Renya: "..." Takamine crosses his arms, downtrodden. Jeez, he sure doesn't like being left out. Kakeru: "Well, anyway, we basically concluded that we'll just have to wait things out, but—" Something odd strikes me and I cut off my sentence. Wait, there is a way. There IS a way to draw out Iris. The World's Eye. Iris can't synchronize with Ms. Naruse if she doesn't have the World's Eye. She absolutely needs Ms. Naruse's body in order to exert any power in this world. The World's Eye is a lifeline to Iris, in a certain sense. She's sure to come out if we try to steal or destroy it. Even if Iris doesn't show up, that'll make for a good opportunity anyway. We can destroy the World's Eye. Now that we know we can beat her even in her illusory body, there's no reason to let her link with Ms. Naruse. If we can destroy it, we can avoid fighting with that version of Iris. Either way would shift the balance in our favor, but... Sora: "What? But what?" Kakeru: "Oh, sorry." I cut off my thoughts. I consider explaining this to the others, but I feel like I'm still overlooking something important, so I don't. I'll talk to Sophie about it first.\nIf we just rush at Iris with reckless abandon, it'll be total destruction in the truest sense. Kakeru: "I was thinking if there was something else we could do, but I can't come up with anything." Noa: "Then it's about time to end the war council." Kakeru: "Yeah. Thanks for coming, everyone." Sora: "Thanks for coming, guys!" Miyako: "I wish there was something that we could do. It's pretty frustrating." Kakeru: "This is one problem with no real answer. Outside of getting ourselves in peak condition so we can fight at any time, that is." Miyako: "Right. Got to make sure not to catch a cold." Renya: "You will need proper nourishment in order to maintain your health. Kosaka-kun, you haven't touched any of the food. Come now, eat as many french fries as your heart desires." Haruka: "Oh, okay. Um, thank you." Sora: "Okay! Would you mind if I ordered some fried chicken?" Renya: "Chicken, you say?! A splendid idea. By all means, order away." Sora: "Okay, I will, then. Anything else while we're at it?" Noa: "I'm good. I'm going to fetch a refill." Miyako: "Oh, I will, too." Sora: "What about you, broski? Want something?" Kakeru: "A pizza for me, then." Renya: "A pizza, you say?! A splendid idea. You Niimi siblings have such refined palates." Sora: "Oh, huh? We have what?" Kakeru: "Don't worry about him, just go ahead and order. I'll be getting a refill, too." Sora: "Yessir." I grab my glass and get up. In the other branch, we first met Iris synched with Ms. Naruse around the end of April, if memory serves. Assuming that the World's Eye will finish self-regenerating by then, that's the window of time in which we can fight Iris in her illusory form. But something tells me that's too big of an assumption. Maybe I should consider that Iris already has a certain degree of control over Ms. Naruse's body. In any case, I need to talk this over with Sophie. Not only is our opponent strong, our options are meager. God, I can't stand this. Noa: "Thanks for having me." I come back to my apartment with Noa. Apparently, she wants to test her ability in some way. Noa: "Do you mind if I change?" Kakeru: "Sure, I'll wait here. Let me know when you're done." Noa: "Thank you. I will." Noa goes to the living room. I lean against the wall and get lost in thought. I'll ask about the main issue when I'm back with Noa, but I might as well clear up a little concern I have right now. Kakeru: "Sophie, you around?" A rift quickly appears. Sophitia: "What's the matter?" Kakeru: "I have a question. Well, one that I already know the answer to." Sophitia: "I can try answering anyway." Kakeru: "You can observe the actions of yourself in the other branches with the World's Eye, right?" Kakeru: "So, since Iris and you are one and the same, that'd technically mean she's 'you' in those other branches, wouldn't it?" Sophitia: "You're asking whether or not I can observe Iris's actions?" Kakeru: "Yeah, that." Sophitia: "Not as it stands." Kakeru: "As it stands?" As I express my confusion at her statement, the door opens. I suppose she could hear me. Having finished changing, Noa silently stands next to me and listens to Sophie's explanation. Sophitia: "I was able to long ago. For a while after I branched off into two versions of myself." Sophitia: "She probably got fed up with dealing with me. She's disrupting my vision so as to not be observed." Sophitia: "Which is why I can't, as it stands." Kakeru: "So, she's been observing you while you have no way of observing her?" Sophitia: "I'm not sure. Iris doesn't seem to accurately know what I'm doing either." Sophitia: "It would seem that, as a price for casting this disruption, she also developed some sort of limitation." Noa: "From the way you're talking, it sounds like you haven't devised any sort of disruption method yourself?" Sophitia: "I couldn't even if I wanted to. I really only hold contracts with the bare minimum of Artifacts." Sophitia: "We may be one and the same, but we're not of equal rank. If my power were a one, then Iris's would be a hundred, a thousand, or worse—ten thousand." Sophitia: "That's how big the power gap is between us. I'd advise you to keep that in mind." Kakeru: "When you put it in numbers like that, it really makes things seem hopeless." Noa: "We have a surefire weapon in The Order on our side, so we'll be fine." Noa: "Now the question is: How do we get the chance to fire it off?" Kakeru: "Yeah, that's the issue right there. So, Sophie, that leads into my main question." Kakeru: "The World's Eye is a crucial Artifact to Iris, isn't it?" My question is enough of a hint to give Sophie an idea as to what I'm driving at. Sophitia: "You're asking if we can use the World's Eye as bait, correct?" Kakeru: "Yeah." Sophitia: "I have no idea how valuable the World's Eye is to Iris." Sophitia: "But regardless of its importance to her, I'm almost certain it would lure her out." Sophitia: "She would walk into our trap and then destroy us. She would come to give us hope and then crush it into despair. That's how that woman operates." Kakeru: "Yeah, I agree. I can just picture that now." Kakeru: "Do you know how far away the World's Eye is from being fully regenerated?" Sophitia: "It's almost fixed, but it's still not fully functional." Sophitia: "It's all thanks to the Naruse family mending it with materials from this world. Now that it's mixed with impure substances, it's slowed the self-regeneration process." Sophitia: "At the longest? I would say that it will be another week until it's completely repaired." Kakeru: "Right, I see. I guess we should assume that she can already take control of Ms. Naruse's body, then." Kakeru: "And I also assume it's too hard for you to destroy it, right?" Sophitia: "Impossible. As I just said, the Naruse family mended it. It's grown stronger due to being introduced to substances from this world." Sophitia: "My powers are useless for now. I could manage once it's done self-regenerating and the substances from this world are eliminated, however." Kakeru: "The regeneration is slowed thanks to the mending, but that's the reason why we can't destroy it, huh?" Kakeru: "If it's going to be destroyed, we're gonna have to do it ourselves. In which case, we'll need to be prepared to fight Iris inside of Ms. Naruse's body, huh?" Noa: "Can I ask a question?" Kakeru: "Hm? Sure. Shoot." Noa: "Why is she going through all the effort to use a person from this world as a vessel?" Noa: "Is there a reason why she can't control a human-sized illusory body instead of a plush doll?" Sophitia: "Simply put, it's a size issue." Noa: "A human-sized illusory body can't be transmitted to our world?" Sophitia: "It cannot. Not even Iris is capable of that. Living organisms and objects over a certain size cannot cross worlds." Noa: "I see. Thank you. That answers my question." Sophitia: "Although she likely wouldn't use a human-sized body even if she could." Sophitia: "An acquaintance's body is the perfect thing to cause trouble, don't you think?" Kakeru: "That's true, now that you mention it. I'd forgotten that she tried to use Ms. Naruse's body as a meat shield." Noa: "In that case, the next time we see her, she might not be in that plush doll form anymore." Kakeru: "I bet. I guess we can't avoid fighting with Iris inside of Ms. Naruse's body." That means the issue we face is that we're weaker in this branch than in the others. We have no fire Artifact. My only weapon is the illusory body. I've also done all I can do with Kosaka-senpai, but I don't know if she'll be free of her worries enough to gain complete control of her Artifact. Even if Yoichi has teamed up with Iris, since I stopped his crimes, Yoichi doesn't have any weapons either. Takamine hasn't become Yoichi's familiar in this branch, so he can't use any abilities himself. Even if Noa were to clear up her trauma, are we equipped to fight Iris now? Noa: "That one to ten thousand analogy doesn't really strike home for me." Noa: "But judging by the look on Kakeru's face, I get it. That's how strong of a foe we're dealing with." Kakeru: "I'm not exaggerating or being figurative when I say this, but I've been killed more times than I can count. Like, for real." Kakeru: "Even with a rewind cheat like Overlord, I still wouldn't want to fight her without any kind of plan." Sophitia: "I believe I mentioned this before, but we cannot afford to dawdle." Kakeru: "Yeah, I hear that. She's getting closer to forming that link with each passing minute." Sophitia: "Yes, there's that as well, but when was it that you fought with Iris in the other branches?" Kakeru: "Huh? Oh crap!" That's right. I let something crucial slip my mind! We fought Iris... next month.\nMay 4th. If she observed the events of that day, then... Kakeru: "Noa's ability is out of the bag...!" Sophitia: "Iris has been toying with you since she considers you all garbage." Sophitia: "However, if she realizes you're no ordinary trash, but trash capable of ending her life, then..." Noa: "She can't just leave us be." Sophitia: "Yes. I'm sure she'll come to kill you and won't hold back." Kakeru: "Dammit. We're not strong enough to take her on if she comes at us with all she's got." Sophitia: "You'll just have to stage an attack while she's still underestimating you." Noa: "What's our time limit?" Kakeru: "May 4th. Around two p.m., if I remember correctly." Noa: "So just two weeks? Were you able to find a relic with similar powers to The Order?" Sophitia: "Well, I did manage to find an Artifact that is usable. However..." Kakeru: "Can't withdraw it, huh?" Sophitia: "Almost all Artifacts capable of inflicting harm to others were created when Artifacts were first developed." Sophitia: "Most of them are just haphazard experiments at converting magic into Artifacts." Sophitia: "They are essentially the first generation of Artifacts. Given their power and danger, almost all of them are heavily guarded at Sephirot." Sophitia: "I would like to work something out since this is an emergency, but all I can say is to not get your hopes up." Kakeru: "I see. Sure would be great if we could strengthen our forces in two weeks." Noa: "This might be a little off topic, but may I?" Sophitia: "Yes?" Noa: "Since there's a first generation, is there also a second generation and onward?" Sophitia: "Naturally. Artifacts are much like what you call 'machines' in this world." Sophitia: "Useful and relatively safe ones are mass-produced. The illusory body Artifact that I gave to Kakeru is one of those." Sophitia: "On the contrary, Artifacts that might harm people have ceased production. Making them is illegal." Noa: "In that case, are The Order and the others' relics first generation models, too?" Sophitia: "I can't really say that for certain. I said making them is illegal, but there are some fools out there who do so regardless." Sophitia: "There are a countless number of Artifacts that Sephirot hasn't been able to manage. That is the current state of things." Kakeru: "So, basically, the Artifacts that leaked into our world are all illegal Artifacts that weren't under Sephirot's watch?" Sophitia: "As well as any Artifacts created in Iris's world." Sophitia: "This situation has become rather complex, hasn't it? I'd say that essentially Iris's world and my own have some of their wires crossed, but I'm not sure that's an apt explanation." Kakeru: "So, your world has a parallel world because of your choice, while this world stayed as one and didn't split off." Sophitia: "It seems so. Which is why this world is currently linked to two worlds." Sophitia: "Pondering over the reason why is to no avail. I've thought for a thousand years, but I still haven't been able to unravel how worlds really work." Noa: "So, both illegal relics and relics created by Iris have come from their respective worlds into ours." Sophitia: "That's the gist. However, Iris probably wasn't the one who created them. She would never relinquish things she put time into making." Noa: "...They were made by people trying to fight against Iris." Sophitia: "Most likely. And seeing as how they've come to this world, I have a hunch as to how that turned out for them." Noa: "They might hold the dying wishes of those who fell to Iris. That makes losing even less of an option." Sophitia: "You don't need to bear the burden of others. Which, yes, I know sounds strange coming from me." Noa: "I'll bear all that I possibly can. It keeps my heart stronger." Sophitia: "I see. Do as you wish." Sophitia: "Any other questions?" Kakeru: "For the time being? None. I'll try coming up with some ideas on my own." Sophitia: "All right, then. So long for now." Sophie disappears into the rift in space. Kakeru: "Welp, that ended up scoring us nothing. Not sure whether realizing we're on a time limit is a good or bad thing either." Noa: "Do you mind if we talk now?" Kakeru: "Huh? Oh, right. Almost forgot. You had something to talk about." Noa: "I did. And I think it'll help strengthen our forces if it works out."
We move from the kitchen to the living room. Once we take a seat, Noa proceeds to speak. Noa: "I had an idea for your illusory body." Kakeru: "Oh, the talk is about me?" Noa: "Yes. Your abilities lean more towards hand-to-hand combat, don't they?" Kakeru: "Well, yeah. I don't have any other Artifacts, so my fists are all I've got." Noa: "You'll be playing the role of our frontline man—our tank. So I figured it would be a good idea to raise your defense, even if only a little." Noa: "Which is why we're going to use your illusory body gauntlet—no, Revenant Gauntlet—from the other day." Kakeru: "Uh, did you just casually name it?" Noa: "I only made it less clunky to say. You called it Lena when in human form, so I thought it had a similar sounding ring to it." Kakeru: "Ah, I see. All right, next time someone asks me the origin of her name, I'll tell them it's a play on the word 'revenant', then." Noa: "Go right ahead. Now, we'll be trying out new applications for the Revenant Gauntlet." Kakeru: "Applications?" Noa: "Yes, exactly. We're turning your Revenant Gauntlet into Revenant Armor." Kakeru: "Like a suit of armor?" Noa: "Yes!" Noa's sudden burst of excitement makes me jump in surprise. Without even looking at how taken aback I am, Noa starts quickly tapping on her phone. She apparently finds whatever she's looking for and swiftly thrusts the display in my face. Noa: "Like this!" Kakeru: "What? Is this some kind of hero?" Noa: "Night Blader. It's the post-transformation form of the main character of a game called Wild Weapon 2nd Ignition." Kakeru: "He looks pretty ominous." Noa: "He's a dark hero. His flowing scarf is cool." Kakeru: "Well, it's a design that really appeals to chuuni minds, I'd say." Noa: "Doesn't it? I actually never played the game, but I loved the design so much that I bought a figure of him." Noa: "I want you to transform into this." Kakeru: "Transform?" Noa: "Yes, you heard me." Noa: "His backstory is that he has two opposing forces taking refuge in his body—the Burning Destroyer and the Sacred Blade—but his mind allows those two clashing forces to miraculously harmonize, resulting in—" Kakeru: "Um, wait." Noa: "What is it?" Kakeru: "You just want me to cosplay, don't you? All this defense stuff is just a front." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Your eyes look hella shifty." Noa: "M-My concern is... half sincere." Kakeru: "What's the other half?" Noa: "..." Noa: "I want to see you... transformed." Kakeru: "I KNEW it." Noa: "I'm sorry." She hangs her head in shame. Okay, I wasn't expecting her to get THIS down on herself. Noa: "Th-The other half is my personal interests. But my idea that it'd help your defense isn't a lie, I swea—" Kakeru: "Naw, it's fine. I can transform." Noa: "Really?!" Noa: "Oh. No, hold on, wait. You should use your powers sparingly, so you don't need to worry about me..." Kakeru: "I used them all the time in the other branches, so I'll be fine in that regard. However, there is one issue." Noa: "Embarrassment?" Kakeru: "No, well, yeah. I mean, it is embarrassing, but a more fundamental issue. The illusory body won't function as armor." Noa: "Why?" Kakeru: "Any damage to the illusory body is reflected on me." Noa: "Ahh, I didn't know about that drawback." Kakeru: "Yeah, any damage the illusory body takes, I take. If I were to make it into armor, then at worst it could double the damage." Noa: "That sounds counterproductive..." Kakeru: "Pretty much. There's also the fact that it's just plain stronger having the body operate as Lena." Noa: "I'm sorry for getting all excited like that." Kakeru: "Hey, you don't have to apologize. I can feel that your concern about me is real. As for the armor idea, I think... Oh, hold on a sec." Kakeru: "What if... you were to wear it instead of me?" Noa: "Me?" Kakeru: "Yup, I can soak up any damage you take." Noa: "I'm opposed to that. I can't just willingly use you as a meat shield." Kakeru: "But you'd get to transform." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "C'mon, you'd get to transform." Noa: "......" Kakeru: "You don't wanna transform?" Noa: "........." Noa: "I..." Noa: "I dooooo!!" Kakeru: "Managed to say it, eh?" Noa: "I get it. I can't allow you to put yourself out for me like that." Noa: "Letting you sacrifice yourself by soaking up the damage? I just couldn't do that." Kakeru: "Well, let's put the choice of using it in an actual battle aside and just try it out, okay?" Noa: "But we know that we're under a time limit, so this is no time to be playing around..." Kakeru: "There's not really anything else we can do right now. And this might actually be useful in a real combat scenario. I think it's worth a shot, don't you?" Noa: "Right! Let's transform, then!" Kakeru: "Wow, talk about a quick about-face." Noa: "I was going to refuse a third time, but I just couldn't resist." Kakeru: "So, what do you want to transform into?" Noa: "Oh, u-um." She searches on her phone yet again and then swiftly shows me the screen. Noa: "This!" Kakeru: "Hmm, I see." Noa: "Can you?" Kakeru: "There's a lot of parts here. I'll have to make some small illusory bodies at the same time, I guess." Noa: "Is it too hard?" Kakeru: "Just hold on a sec. Lemme test something." Image-wise, it can just be whatever, I guess. ... Kakeru: "Oh, I can do it." Five marbles appear on the table. Each one is independent from the rest. Kakeru: "The idea of making multiple parts never occurred to me. I can do it. No problem." Noa: "Any strain?" Kakeru: "Absolutely none. Let me give this another whirl. Come on out, Lena." Lena: "Aye, aye." Noa: "Oh, could you make Lena look less like a normal girl and more like a robot?" Lena: "The heck are you on? Not like I care about what I look like, mind you." Kakeru: "I'm not testing molding appearances right now. All right, come on out, Lena \#2." Lena #2: "..." Kakeru: "Oh, I did it." Kakeru: "Huh?" Lena \#2 collapses to the floor without uttering a word. Kakeru: "Am I hitting a limitation that's keeping her from moving on her own?" Lena: "It's not a matter of your limits. It's the Artifact's. You can only artificially implant your soul into one body." Kakeru: "Oh, I didn't know that!" Lena: "Using the body like a physical object is irregular in the first place. It's not the intended use, so it normally ain't possible." Kakeru: "Ahh, I recall Sophie saying that, too." Noa: "What do you mean, normally not possible?" Lena: "I mean it isn't a feature of the Artifact. It's not normally possible, but the Captain can and that's all I really know." Noa: "So, does Kakeru have a special talent?" Lena: "Maybe so." Kakeru: "Well, I don't really know what you mean... But I see, I can't make a Lena army, huh?" Lena: "That'll be a no. Any more than one and they'll just be a big ol' mannequin." Kakeru: "Damn, I thought we could throw an armada at her." Kakeru: "Well, whatever. Now I know I can produce multiple pieces. Thanks, Lena." Lena: "See ya." I clear away Lena \#1, \#2, and the marbles. It doesn't really consume that much energy to do. Kakeru: "All right, seems like we're good to go. I think I can make this costume." Noa: "Is it really all right? I don't want to transform if it means making you strain yourself." Kakeru: "It won't, I assure you. It takes zero effort. So, just like the one in this image, right?" Noa: "Yes. Just like this." Kakeru: "Got any other angles of this? Like from the back?" Noa: "Hold on." Noa: "..." Noa: "Found it. A character design sheet." Kakeru: "This sure is complex. Not too sure I can recreate the more intricate parts. Do you want me to do the hairstyle and stuff, too?" Noa: "Huh? You mean you can?" Kakeru: "I think I can. 'Think' being the key word. I wanna say it looks doable, at least." Kakeru: "This outfit is pretty form-fitting, so I'm not too sure I'll be able to match your size, though." Noa: "Need to take measurements?" She stands up and spreads her arms. Noa: "Go ahead." Kakeru: "Uh, wait. Go ahead and do what?" Noa: "You don't have measuring tape?" Kakeru: "Of course not." Noa: "Then measure with your hands." Kakeru: "My hands?" Noa: "Yeah. You can touch me." Kakeru: "Wait, TOUCH you?" Noa: "Go ahead." Kakeru: "You keep saying that, but come on. Touching you would be downright..." Noa: "Downright what?" Kakeru: "Well, BAD, to be blunt." Noa: "Why?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "Oh. You don't have to worry, I'll be fine." Kakeru: "Yeah, well, you may not care, but let's say I kinda do." Noa: "How about this?" Noa pulls the loose parts of her t-shirt behind her back, highlighting the curvature of her body. Wait, back up, hold the phone. Is she really doing this? Noa: "Can you figure out my shape from this?" Kakeru: "Uh, yeah, I can, but..." Noa: "Then get a long, hard look." She stands up tall. Her waistline, her moderate bust—all clear as day. And you expect me to look right at you like this? Noa: "Getting an idea now?" Kakeru: "Uh, well, err, yeah." Noa: "Get a good look." Kakeru: "..." Jeez, why am I the only one blushing over this crap? Is Noa's sense of shame on the fritz because she wants to transform that bad? Dammit. Kakeru: "Th-That's enough. You can stop." Noa: "Really?" Kakeru: "I'll make it a little big. I can make alterations after you've got it on." Noa: "Mm-hmm, okay." She finally lets go of her baggy t-shirt. ...I won't say what, but they were poking out. Like I said, I won't say what, but the you-know-whats on her chest were poking out. Why isn't she wearing a freaking bra? This girl is gonna give me a heart attack. Noa: "Then, if you'd please." Kakeru: "Got it." I look at the reference and create the costume. Kakeru: "Man, detailed designs sure are hard." Noa: "I'll be happy with a passing resemblance, so don't push yourself." Kakeru: "Yeah, but I want to do it right if I'm doing it at all. If you notice something is off, let me know." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Don't be shy." Noa: "Okay, then the shape needs a little fixing." Kakeru: "Ah, yeah. It's completely wrong. I'll fix it." I craft, have Noa oversee my work, and make minor adjustments accordingly. And I repeat that over and over again until... Kakeru: "Phew." Noa: "Incredible." Kakeru: "It's not too shabby. Guess you can do anything if you try, eh?" Noa: "You're not tired?" Kakeru: "I'm fine. So, I'll hurry and—" Noa: "I'm putting it on!" Kakeru: "Wait a... hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up!" She quickly stands up and grabs the bottom of her shirt, but I scramble to stop her. Kakeru: "Don't try to undress! Wait till I'm out of the room!" Noa: "Oh. S-Sorry. Turn around." Kakeru: "O-Okay." I turn myself around as instructed and face my back toward Noa. Noa: "Mm..." I can hear some grunts and the rustling of cloth. She's probably got her shirt off. Then, she picks up the outfit made from my illusory body. Kakeru: "..." Hm? Wait, how do I know? Why do I know that she's picking it up without looking? This feeling... Noa: "..." Kakeru: "...!" I-I can tell! I can tell what parts she's putting on even without looking! I can feel what Noa is touching through the illusory body! Wh-What the hell? What kind of feature is this?! Kakeru: "Ah." Noa: "What is it?" Kakeru: "N-No. It's nothing." I get it. Remote illusory body control. Or, simply put, I'm linked with the illusory body! I remember Sophie telling me that I have a shard of the World's Eye in my body. Both the user and the target need the World's Eye to form a link. And an illusory body can use all the Artifacts contracted out to the main body. Both the illusory body and I have the World's Eye. I've cleared the conditions needed to form a link without even knowing it. So that's what she meant by saying I'm using this "irregularly"! Noa places my illusory body on her bare skin. I can feel everything as my illusory body touches her skin. Crap, what do I do?! Sh-Should I fess up? No, but...! Kakeru: "Hgh!" I don't wanna give up this sensation! Just a little more. I wanna savor it a little more! I'm sorry, Noa! I'm sorry I caved in to my desires! Noa: "It's on." Kakeru: "...!" I nearly jump out of my skin upon hearing Noa's call. I-I know. Oh God, do I know! I know that my illusory body is enveloping Noa's real body! Noa: "Wait. Don't turn around just yet." Kakeru: "S-Sure thing." Noa: "It's too baggy. I can't let you see me like this." Kakeru: "I-I see. Baggy. I bet. Yeah." Noa: "Can you adjust it without looking?" Kakeru: "Uh, I can. Let's say I have a fairly accurate idea of the situation. Yeah, that's it." Noa: "Accurate? Huh? Are you able to see?" Kakeru: "N-No, it's just that..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Um, I've been able to feel the outfit touching your skin through the illusory body." Noa: "Touching my skin?" Kakeru: "S-Sorry. It's coming through to me! I'm basically touching your bare skin right now!" Noa: "Oh. The illusory body can do that?" Kakeru: "I, um, just learned it now! I'm really sorry! This isn't going to work! I'm going to need you to..." Noa: "Can you adjust it?" Kakeru: "...take it off. Huh? Uh, wha?" Noa: "Is it too hard?" Kakeru: "Um, wha? Hmm? Wait. Adjust it?" Noa: "Yes." Kakeru: "Did you just hear what I said?" Noa: "I did." Kakeru: "You realize that this is some very direct sexual harassment right now, don't you?" Noa: "I don't care." Kakeru: "You don't CARE?!" Noa: "Sure, it's embarrassing, but I don't consider it sexual harassment. I don't care if it's just you, Kakeru." Kakeru: "Wait, huh? Are you sure?" Noa: "I am. It doesn't bother me." Kakeru: "You can't be serious." Noa: "You shouldn't let it bother you either." Kakeru: "Uh, easier said than done." Noa: "Please, tailor it." Kakeru: "O-Okay. Fine, then. I-I'll do it." Noa: "Okay." Kakeru: "..." I control the illusory body to fit around Noa's body. Noa: "Ooh!" Noa is getting really pumped up. It's as if she's actually transforming. And I'm getting pumped up too, but in a totally different way. Oh, this is BAD. Now that it's practically latching onto her, I can feel her young, supple skin that much more! She's got underwear on, but she's not wearing a freaking bra as usual! Goddammit! If it doesn't bother her, maybe I should skip the illusory body and just give her a nice squeeze on the—no! This is WRONG! God, the stimulation is too much! I just might do something I'll regret soon! Noa: "You can turn this way now." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Kakeru?" Kakeru: "Oh. Y-Yeah." I turn around, feeling intensely awkward. Noa: "..." Noa puffs out her chest toward me while I tremble like mad. Noa: "Well?" Kakeru: "Uh, yeah. Really cool. Looks great, yeah." Noa: "Thank you. Tee hee hee." Noa: "I've transformed. My unattainable wish has been granted." Noa: "Revenant Armor. Or now, 'Revenant Form'." Noa: "..." Noa: "Hey, hey, hey." Kakeru: "Wh-What? What? What?" Noa: "Got a mirror? A full-body one?" Kakeru: "Oh. None that are full-body. The biggest one I have is in the bathroom." Noa: "Your phone, then. Can you show me with your phone?" Kakeru: "Sure, sure." I pull up my phone camera. I put it on selfie mode and turn the screen toward Noa. Kakeru: "Can you see it?" Noa: "..." Noa: "O..." Noa: "..." Noa: "...migod! I look SO cool!!" Kakeru: "You really drew out that 'oh'. But forget that. You're really hyped up, huh?" Noa: "Of course I am! Look at what I'm in!" Noa: "A photo! You have to take a photo of me!" Kakeru: "S-Sure, okay." Noa: "Wait, wait, with my phone!" Kakeru: "Okay, okay. Oh, is it locked?" Noa: "Oh, r-right!" She rushes to grab her phone off the table. Noa: "Um, let's see. Oh, I got the camera up without unlocking it." Noa: "Here! Take it! Just push here!" Kakeru: "Gotcha." Noa: "All right...!" Kakeru: "Here goes." Noa: "Wait!" Noa: "Gotta strike a pose. No, like this. Ah, or maybe this?" Noa: "Okay, I've got it. All set when you are!" Kakeru: "Okay, here goes." Noa: "..." As she gives her all into striking her best pose, I snap the shutter. Kakeru: "Okay. That came out nice." Noa: "One more for safety!" Kakeru: "Right, right." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Okay, I took three." Noa: "I-I wanna see!" Kakeru: "Okay. Here you are." Noa: "Oh wow!" Her reaction once I show her the screen is almost childlike. She stares at the picture of herself in that noble pose with sparkles in her eyes. Noa: "So amazing. So cool. TOO cool. I want to go out in public like this." Kakeru: "You want to?" Noa: "Can I?!" Kakeru: "That sure isn't the response I expected. I figured you'd be more bashful about it." Noa: "If I were to get bashful over this, I would have already changed my tune." Kakeru: "Well, that's true." Noa: "Even if it's not in public proper, I want to go to an event. There are so many places I want you to take pictures of me." Kakeru: "Do you usually cosplay?" Noa: "This moment right now is the first time I've tried in my whole life. I couldn't possibly make a costume on my own and buying one would be costly." Kakeru: "So, you just go to events and look?" Noa: "I've never gone to an event." Kakeru: "Huh? Really? I would've sworn you had." Noa: "I'm into male-oriented works." Kakeru: "Ah, so, what?" Noa: "Right. Well, I'm into fan-created works in general." Noa: "The adult pieces have their place and I find myself curious from time to time, but I wouldn't pay for entry into an event just to buy them." Kakeru: "..." I kind of don't know what to say. The fact that she can so casually mention her passing interest in the adult genre must mean she really doesn't view me as a member of the opposite sex. Or maybe I'm the one who's overly conscious that she's a girl? That could be it. You see, I'm actually still hurting pretty bad. I'm trying hard to cut off the sensations I'm getting, but I don't stand a chance against my worldly desires. Damn it all. Kakeru: "B-By the way, your current get-up included, you sure are into stuff for guys, huh?" Since staying silent would just make me notice it even more, I try to continue the conversation. Noa: "Yes. I got some influence from my sister as well, but I've always read only shounen manga." Kakeru: "Kosaka-senpai's interests must be the same, don't you think? She knew a lot about that mecha game." Noa: "Haruka has a broad range of interests. She's into stuff for boys, girls, BL, and yuri." Kakeru: "O-Oh, I see. BL, too?" Noa: "Oh, yeah! I want to show Haruka, too!" Noa: "But on second thought, I'm basically playing around with your ability. Maybe I shouldn't?" Kakeru: "We gained a lot from all this, so you're not just playing around. Also, Senpai isn't the type to get angry at something like that." Noa: "Then, can I send it to her?" Kakeru: "Sure." Noa: "Great! I will, then!" Noa: "No, wait a minute." Kakeru: "Boy, you're on an emotional rollercoaster. What is it this time?" Noa: "If this is going to someone, I want to really nail it." Kakeru: "Makes sense." Noa: "Take the coolest picture you can!" Kakeru: "All right. And the pose?" Noa: "Same as before. We'll change the angle, though." Kakeru: "Ahh, not from the front, eh?" Noa: "Yes, to recreate a shot from the opening animation. Let's see. More to the right." Kakeru: "Here?" Noa: "No, other way. From my perspective." Kakeru: "Ahh, so here?" Noa: "Now, get a low angle." Kakeru: "Low angle? From below, you mean?" Noa: "Yeah, yeah." Kakeru: "Like around here?" Noa: "Yes! Right there! Snap it!" Kakeru: "Alright, say cheese." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "There we go. How's this looking, Director?" Noa: "Just as cool as before." Kakeru: "Then, we're good?" Noa: "But the pose is missing a little flair. We need to fix the angle a bit more." Noa: "Once more please!" Kakeru: "Got it. I'll keep snapping till you're satisfied." Noa: "Thanks. A little more to the right, please." Kakeru: "Like, this much?" Noa: "There! Now for the angle of my arms, and..." Noa: "..." Noa: "Now! Take it!" Noa: "..." Noa: "Well?" Kakeru: "Sorry. Came out blurry. I'll get another, so hold that pose." Noa: "Okay." Kakeru: "Not getting a steady shot. Hold on a sec. I'm shifting my body." Noa: "O-Okay." Kakeru: "Hmm, and here we go." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Yow! I twisted my ankle!" Noa: "Are you all right?" Kakeru: "I-I'm good. Damn, that hurt." Kakeru: "My bad. I totally lost my spot. This was the angle, right?" Noa: "Y-Yeah, there." Kakeru: "Just a sec. Now, how should I keep myself steady like this?" Noa: "Take it ASAP. My arms are straining." Kakeru: "C-Coming up. All right, here goes." Noa: "..." Once the photo session is over, we just hang out with each other. After a while, Noa starts packing up, wanting to get home before it gets dark. Once she's got all her stuff together, I see Noa to the door. Noa: "Thanks for everything today and for having me over." Kakeru: "You'll manage going home alone?" Noa: "It's still light outside, so I'll be fine." Kakeru: "Take care, then." Noa: "Yes." Noa: "..." Noa: "Hey." Kakeru: "Hm?" Noa: "I'm, well, you know. I'm sorry I was the only one having fun." Kakeru: "Huh? Oh, that? Nah, I had fun, too. It's all a-okay." Noa: "But you spent so much time catering to my selfish needs even though you shouldn't overuse your powers." Kakeru: "It's fine. That's probably how you're supposed to use the Artifact anyway. Not using it to fight or whatever." Kakeru: "I'd say it's fine to have fun with it every once in a while. Let's do it again someti—uh, on second thought..." Noa: "...?" Kakeru: "I was going to say 'let's do it again sometime', but if I said that, I'd come across like some pervert." Noa: "Still hung up on that?" Kakeru: "'Course I am. Who wouldn't be?" Noa: "But it's not like you made direct contact." Kakeru: "Fair point, but still." Noa: "It doesn't bother me, so as long as you're fine with it, let's do it again." Noa: "Once everything is over, that is." Kakeru: "Yeah. Right. Once it's all over, sure." Noa: "Yeah. By the way, thank you." Kakeru: "Hm? For what?" Noa: "I figured I would have to tell you this one day since I haven't properly told you yet." Noa: "But ever since I met you, Kakeru, my world has expanded. It's almost like time is starting to move again for me." Noa: "And it's all thanks to you. I've finally been able to lift my head and start walking forward." Noa: "Thank you. You gave me the motivation to change." Noa: "It's just as I felt when we first met. You are my destiny." Kakeru: "I-I'm your destiny? C'mon, you're exaggerating." Noa: "Am I?" She giggles and grabs the doorknob. Noa: "I'll be off." Kakeru: "Yeah, get home safe." Noa: "Can I come again?" Kakeru: "Any time." Noa: "Thank you. See you." Kakeru: "See ya." Kakeru: "Haaah." I go back to the living room and lie down on my bed. I'm finally free of all that tension. I can still feel the raw sensation of touching Noa's skin. Feel? Hell, it's embedded into my brain at this point. I've gotta hand it to myself for keeping my cool till the end. Yeah, I did a great job. I still feel guilty for looking at Noa with my lusty eyes while she was having such pure and innocent fun. It's also unfortunate that Noa doesn't see me as a member of the opposite sex. Wait, unfortunate? Why in the hell do I have my hopes up? Well, hold on, she said that I was her "destiny". I'm her destiny? I casually brushed that aside a second ago, but it almost feels like she confessed to— No, no, no. Honestly, why am I getting my hopes up? I've been acting real weird as of late. Kakeru: "..." I heave a sigh, roll over in bed, and close my eyes. This is no time to let my sexual desires cloud my judgment. Right now, I've got to... Kakeru: "..." Right now... Kakeru: "......" Dammit, I can't calm down. That feeling won't leave. The feeling of Noa's soft body! Kakeru: "Aaaaah!" I writhe in bed. In the end, I'm unable to focus on anything else. Kakeru: "Hnghhhh!!" And I spend the rest of the night in sheer anguish.
The day after Noa had a field day cosplaying in my illusory body, I assemble the others and inform them of the time limit. I'm also straight up about us not being powerful enough to fight Iris yet. The more time passes, the more Iris grows in power, but we're not ready to take her on. That's why we need to use as much time as we possibly can. We set the date of the final battle with Iris for the day before the time limit, May 3rd. We need to train our minds before then. If our minds are strong, then we can keep conscious and prevail even in Iris's domain. Although... Sora: "Still, I dunno how we're supposed to 'train our minds' in just two short weeks." Sora: "We don't even know if we even CAN train them. We'd get the same result even if we picked a fight right this instant, wouldn't we?" Sora's opinion is valid. Honestly, I think that there's no easy way to train a human mind. But the reason I really want to delay the final battle with Iris until the very last moment is because... ...none of the others have seen real battle. I've already... killed someone. Noa was there when I did. I saw someone die right before my eyes and I learned how wicked Iris could be. But what about everyone else? Kujo and Sora were at the fire, but that's it. Kosaka-senpai didn't even see the fire. In the other branch, we faced off against Yoichi and the others in Rig Veda, which culminated in actual battle. Well, more like an actual trouncing. As a result, two things were ingrained into our hearts—the threat the Artifacts pose and the fear that comes from being the target of hostility and malice. That's what united us as a group and forged our resolve. We felt obligated to solve the string of cases caused by the Artifacts. But in this branch, we don't have that sense of unity just yet. Looking at me, Noa, and the others, I can feel there's a fatal rift in our levels of resolve. Which is why I wanted more time. That's why we've been waiting. Waiting for another User to go berserk. Even I think it's a shitty plan. But I also think it's necessary. We need the experience to stand up against a threat together. Even if it is a fucked up way to do it, we could bring everyone's mentalities up a level by facing off against a berserk User. That's why I've been waiting and putting it off as much as possible. Hoping that a threat would appear before us soon. However, an uneventful week has passed us by. Noa: "..." Noa is slacking in glorious fashion. She's come almost every day since that first time, so she seems to have gotten used to it. Her face doesn't look tense anymore. It's just that she seems to have let her guard down so much. Man, they keep peeking on out. And sometimes they're just fully exposed. Her underwear, man, you can SEE 'em. Noa: "..." Noa: "I know I'm late in saying this, but..." Kakeru: "Wh-What's up?" Noa's murmur makes me jump, giving off a suspicious vibe. Noa: "I bet if I were to say this is how I'm training my mind, Sora would get pretty mad." Kakeru: "Ahh, I dunno. She's the type to laze around when we're together." Noa: "Do you mind if I ask why you live by yourself?" Kakeru: "Huh? Oh, that? Well, Sora wanted her own room. There weren't enough rooms and I wanted to live on my own anyway, so I left the house." Noa: "I see. I was curious this whole time since you two seem to have a good relationship and your houses aren't far apart." Kakeru: "You thought there was some deeper reason?" Noa: "Yes." Kakeru: "Nah, nothing like that. It's really just what I said. My parents spoil Sora. I caved in to meet her demands." Noa: "Do you actually want to live at home?" Kakeru: "Hmm. I'm already used to living on my own. I can do without my mom nagging me, so I'm pretty good with how I live now. It suits my style." Noa: "You're way more independent than me." Kakeru: "Well, I totally rely on my folks for living expenses, so I can't really say I'm 'independent'. I don't even work a part-time job." Noa: "But you live just fine on your own. I think it's cool." Kakeru: "O-Oh, I guess." Noa: "Maybe I should try living on my own, too. I'm terrible with housework, though." Kakeru: "If you start living on your own, you learn whether you want to or not. That's how it was with me." Noa: "I saw this complex has an opening on the bottom floor." Kakeru: "Oh, yeah. They taped over the nameplate on one of the mailboxes." Noa: "I think Mommy and Daddy would let me if someone I knew lived close by." Kakeru: "Well, I'd imagine they'd be worried letting their daughter live on her own." Noa: "If I were to get permission, could I live close to you?" Kakeru: "Yeah, sure. I'd feel more at ease in case of an emergency if someone I knew lived nearby." Noa: "In that case, if I ever move, I'll share my meat and potato stew with you if I ever make too much." Kakeru: "You know, I've always wanted a turn of events like that to happen, but it never has." Noa: "Whenever I make too much, I portion it out and eat it myself." Kakeru: "Yeah. Good thing for fridges, am I right?" I smile, prompting Noa to also grin. Although the conversation comes to a halt there, Noa looks at me intently without saying a word. Kakeru: "Something up?" Noa: "..." Noa: "I've gotten better at noticing something from hanging around you so much as of late." Kakeru: "Hm? Something like what?" Noa: "You've been a little down." Kakeru: "Oh, I have?" Noa: "Yes. You're stressing over your decision." Kakeru: "..." The look on her face is as straight and sharp as a knife. Noa looks off to the side and continues speaking. Noa: "I've been thinking. Why is it that you decided to use our time all the way up to the day before the time limit?" Noa: "It's because you're waiting. You're waiting for an event that will instill the threat of what we're facing into everyone." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Am I right?" Kakeru: "Yeah, you are. I've been waiting for a User to go berserk." Noa: "I knew it." Kakeru: "Are you disappointed in me?" Noa: "Why would I be?" Kakeru: "I've been preaching about saving everyone, but here I am hoping that someone goes berserk—that someone dies. That's deplorable." Noa: "I can tell just by looking that you feel guilty over it. I don't blame you for your decision." Noa: "Kujo-san and Sora may have experienced that fire, but Haruka doesn't know the threat that the relics and, more so, the threat that Iris poses." Noa: "I believe it's natural that you'd consider real combat experience necessary. Plus..." Noa: "Now that I've shown you just how much of a clod I am behind closed doors, I don't have the right to speak self-importantly in the first place." Kakeru: "That's not true. If something's up, then it'd help me out more if you'd tell me." Noa: "The me in the other branch." Kakeru: "Huh? Yeah?" Noa: "How was I as the Valhalla Society's leader? Did I act self-important?" Kakeru: "Less self-important, more self-confident, I'd say." Noa: "But I was just putting on airs, right?" Kakeru: "Putting on airs? Hmm. Well, if I were to get right down to it, I suppose, well..." Noa: "I can see myself acting cool, talking in circles, preaching about 'justice this, justice that', and behaving like I'm perfect." Noa: "Yet in the very end, I ended up screwing things up, right? That's incredibly pathetic." Noa: "I don't think someone as pathetic as that should be pretending to be a leader." Noa: "You've been our real leader this whole time, Kakeru, and I fully support your decisions." Noa: "I'll follow you no matter what happens." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Thank you." Noa: "I should be thanking you. I'm grateful to have met you." Noa: "I've been able to reevaluate myself. I've gained the courage to show the weak parts of myself." Noa: "And now, I've really learned to lighten up and relax, haven't I?" She smiles softly. A sweet, pleasant smile. With Noa how she is now, she'll do what I need. I have faith. But... Kakeru: "..." Noa: "...What is it?" Kakeru: "Just one thing." Noa: "Hm?" Kakeru: "You may be a little TOO relaxed, you know?" Noa: "Huh? Oh, I'm sorry for getting too cozy in your home." Kakeru: "No, getting cozy is fine. Please, get as cozy as you want. It's just... I can see them." Noa: "Huh? See what?" Kakeru: "You know..." Noa: "Hm?" Kakeru: "Your, um, underwear." Noa: "Huh?" Kakeru: "I can see them... even as we speak." Noa: "Oh." She fixes the edge of her t-shirt with blushing cheeks. Noa: "I'm sorry." Kakeru: "No problem, just be careful. It's just that, you know, I can't really look away once I've noticed it." Noa: "I'm sorry for showing you something so indecent." Kakeru: "Oh, no. It's not indecent. I'm just, well, you know, kinda shy." Noa: "...? You're shy? Why?" Kakeru: "Huh? You're asking why?" Noa: "Why are you shy?" Kakeru: "Why? Hmm? I mean, who wouldn't be if they saw a girl's underwear?" Noa: "Huh? Why would MY underwear make you..." Kakeru: "I mean, a pair of panties is a pair of panties no matter who they belong to. Of course I'd start blushing over them." Noa: "...Huh?" Kakeru: "I mean, I assumed you weren't bothered by it since you lowered your guard so much, but..." Noa: "Bothered by it? Huh? So you mean you were bothered by it?" Kakeru: "I mean, why wouldn't I be?!" Noa: "So, do you categorize me as a 'girl' in your mind?" Kakeru: "What did you THINK I categorized you as? What are you, other than a girl?" Noa: "Huh? But..." Noa: "..." Noa: "I've never thought you'd think of me as a member of the opposite sex, Kakeru." Kakeru: "Whuhh? Why? What gave you that impression?!" Noa: "I mean, huh? Someone like me, huh? It's just, huh?" Kakeru: "I thought you were sharp before, but you're actually dull as hell!" Noa: "Dull? Huh? Me?" Kakeru: "You're dull! How do you not realize how nervous I am each time you come over?! I've been so awkward I could die!" Noa: "Huh? B-But why?" Kakeru: "'Why'? Seeing you in that getup would send any guy's heartrate off the charts!" Noa: "Huuuh?!" Kakeru: "C'mon, are you kidding me with that reaction?! You need to be a little more self-aware of how cute you are, dammit!" Noa: "Cute? Wha? Me?" Kakeru: "Uh, I blurted out something I shouldn't have in the heat of the moment, but, well, yeah. Of course you're cute, Noa." Noa: "No way." Kakeru: "Yes way." Noa: "But, huh? Kakeru, you like girls... with big breasts... don't you?" Kakeru: "And where is THIS coming from?" Noa: "Because you're always looking at Kujo-san and Haruka's breasts." Kakeru: "Always?" Noa: "Yeah, always. I see you sneaking peeks." Kakeru: "Are you serious?" Noa: "You never look at mine." Kakeru: "Um, well, I'm sorry. Any glances were totally subconscious, so I'm sorry." Noa: "I thought I wasn't your type." Kakeru: "Did you think I only considered girls with larger chests actual girls? What am I, some kind of breast bigot?" Noa: "I-I didn't think THAT deeply about it." Kakeru: "I thought it odd that you never seemed nervous around me, but no wonder. You felt like hanging out with me was like being with one of the girls?" Noa: "Um, well, something close to that." Kakeru: "Okay, this feels pretty embarrassing to say, but here goes. I'm a GUY. A guy just like any other, okay?" Noa: "I'm aware of that, but..." Kakeru: "No, you're not aware of it. It's just like what you brought up. It's the same as my eyes going toward a girl's b-breasts." Kakeru: "If a cute girl is here acting all nonchalant in front of me, it makes me, well... Do you get my drift?" Noa: "...??" Kakeru: "Ah, I get it. I'm gonna have to say it, aren't I? I get t-turned on. If you lounge around in that getup, I get turned on." Noa: "Turned on? By me?" Kakeru: "Well, yeah. I do." Noa: "By me and my extremely underdeveloped body?" Kakeru: "Y-Yes. Underdeveloped or not." Noa: "..." Noa: "Are you a pedo?" Kakeru: "Well, that's a damn fine curveball to throw my way. Hell no. If you REALLY looked like a kid, then I wouldn't look at you that way." Kakeru: "It's just, you know. Man, why do I have to say this aloud? Most virile young men are this way!" Kakeru: "First off, just sharing the same space with you is enough to get me a little self-conscious! And on top of that, when you're wearing nothing but a t-shirt, then it's just, well, it's gonna be bad! It's bound to be bad!" Kakeru: "So be more mindful! Be more careful around ME!" Noa: "Careful? Are you going to get physical with me?" Kakeru: "Man, you've got a wisecrack for everything. I-I can't say that I wouldn't for sure!" Kakeru: "So, um, I'm not telling you not to get cozy, but just be a little more careful when you do it. Don't put so much faith in me. Get it?" Noa: "..." She glances at me before quickly looking down. She straightens her sitting posture for some reason. Then, she murmurs something while still hanging her head. Noa: "...I'm staying tonight." Kakeru: "Hm? Pardon?" Noa: "I'm staying the night." Kakeru: "Huh? Here?" Noa: "Yes." Kakeru: "Hmm?" Noa: "Can I stay?" Kakeru: "Uh, wait, why?" Noa: "Because I want to." Kakeru: "Uh, what?" Noa: "Am I not allowed?" Kakeru: "Uh, technically you are, but..." Noa: "Then I'm staying." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "I'm staying." Kakeru: "Y-Yes, you're staying." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." We both clam up. An awkward silence descends. ...Why is she suggesting she stay over after the talk we just had? Is she seducing me? Is that what's going on? What else could it be? Is she testing me? Man, I got no idea. I don't have the foggiest clue as to what Noa's big idea is here. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." The sun's gone down. Noa is going to drop by her house to tell her parents and grab a change of clothes. I walk Noa to the train station, grab a bite to eat, and come back to my place. Kakeru: "..." I lie around until Noa comes back. This almost feels like the other day. I'm just as on edge as when I touched Noa through the illusory body. I can't figure out Noa's true reason for asking to stay over. My mind starts getting ideas and I find myself oddly hopeful. Even though I was shaking from killing someone just the other day. Even though I was berating myself for making the worst choice. But now, my self-indulgent desires have got me nervous. I'm so disappointed in myself for being so simple-minded, but the fact remains that I'm on edge right now thanks to Noa. Thanks to her coming over almost every day to be with me, I've felt pretty comfortable and I haven't worried more than I need to over things. Maybe the reason she suggested staying over was because she doesn't want to leave me by myself. So that I don't overthink things and get trapped in guilt since I'm hoping for a User to go berserk. Maybe I just said a bunch of weird stuff that made things awkward and she planned on staying from the start. That's probably it. Noa already said that she treats me like I'm a friend, didn't she? I should stop getting my hopes up and making things weird. I don't want to lose Noa's trust. Kakeru: "Hm?" Sounds like Noa's back. I stand up and head toward the front door. Noa: "I'm back." Kakeru: "Yeah. Welcome back." Noa: "...Thanks." Noa takes off her shoes and heads to the living room without making eye contact. ...Yep, I knew it. Things are awkward. Noa: "I'm changing." Kakeru: "Ah, okay. I'll just go to the kitchen and..." Noa: "No need. Just turn around." Kakeru: "Oh, okay." I turn my back to her as I'm told. Noa: "..." I hear faint grunts and the rustling of cloth. ...You know, even though I JUST told her. Remember being careful and not dropping your guard? I believe I JUST mentioned all of that, Noa-san! Well, anyway, I'm guessing it's not going to be the oversized t-shirt again. She went to go grab a change of clothes, so I'm assuming it's her regular pair of pajamas? ... Be that as it may, I'm still oddly excited. Man, I'm a horny idiot. Noa: "Finished." Kakeru: "R-Right." I turn around and freeze up. Ahh, I see. Still wearing that, eh? You're not being careful at all! You're still just as careless as ever! Noa: "..." After collecting her discarded clothes, she sits down right where she was standing. I take a seat as well at the other end of the table. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." ...This is the most awkward things between us have been yet. Up until now, it never bothered me at all when we'd both go silent, but now it's making me uncomfortable. Kakeru: "W-Want something to eat?" Noa: "I'm full. I already ate dinner." Kakeru: "O-Okay." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." ...And the conversation comes to a grinding halt. Neither of us are big talkers, so it's not like we have lively conversations on the regular, but we never have pauses as awkward as this one. I'm getting antsy. I gotta say something. Try as I might to look for a topic, I can't find one. However, Noa is the one who eventually breaks the silence. Noa: "Kakeru." Looking down, she utters my name. Noa: "Do you... like Kujo-san?" Kakeru: "..." ...Why are you asking that when things are THIS awkward? That's the first thing that pops into my mind. As I sit unable to think or answer her question, Noa continues speaking while repeatedly glancing at me. Noa: "When I asked for your motives for fighting, you said that it was because you wanted to get closer to Kujo-san." Kakeru: "U-Uh, right. Well, yeah. My motive was an ulterior one, I'll admit." Kakeru: "As for liking her... maybe not in that way? At least, I think." Noa: "I see." Noa: "..." Noa: "Have you ever had a girlfriend?" Kakeru: "..." Okay, seriously. Why are you asking this? A cold sweat forms on my brow. I get so tense that my body starts to lock up. Kakeru: "Wh-What's with these questions?" Noa: "...I'm just curious." Kakeru: "...The answer's no. I've never had one." Noa: "I see." Kakeru: "..." Noa's expression looks somewhat relieved upon hearing my answer. ...Wait, relieved? Why? Is that the reaction you're going with? Really? I'm going to get the wrong impression. I mean, who wouldn't? "Huh? Does this girl actually like me, or something?" That's what I'll end up thinking. Are you okay with that? I can't do this. If I keep silent about this, things are seriously going to turn out like that. I-I need to speak up! Kakeru: "S-So, Noa, what about you? Any boyfriends?" I return the question to give off a nonchalant vibe, but I feel like I've completely screwed it up. But there's no taking back what I already said. I just have to go with the flow. Noa: "I've never even had a friend before, so there's no way I'd have a boyfriend." Kakeru: "I-I see. Well, I don't take you for the type to be interested in boyfriends and romance anyway." Noa: "Yeah, I never was. I never had interest in romance-centric works either, but..." Noa: "Now, I think I could manage with one. A boyfriend, that is." Kakeru: "..." ...Why is she saying things to make my heart throb? Huh? This is seriously turning... Wait, what's with this mood? I'm seriously going to get the wrong idea, you know? I mean, I am getting the wrong idea, right? Noa isn't trying to set the mood like that, is she? A confession? Wait, is she confessing to me? Yeah, right. No way. But what if she really IS confessing?! My expectations swell up my heart so bad that I feel like it's going to beat right out of my chest. Hold on. I gotta remember that Noa thinks of me as if I were a friend of the same sex. Don't get swept up in the hype. Yeah, it's impossible for Noa to like me romantically. ...But what if she IS confessing to me? Do I even have feelings for Noa in the first place? Well, my heart's beating like mad, so I'm leaning toward a definite "yes". Still, it feels less romantic and more like sexual attraction. Honestly, I don't know. I don't know, but... If she's confessing to me, then I'm definitely saying okay. I definitely will. That's just how I am! Kakeru: "H-Hey, wanna watch a movie?" Noa: "Huh? Sure." Kakeru: "Okay, I'll get everything set up." I shouldn't let this awkward conversation persist. I'm going to lose control. I need to give us a break from talking so I can calm down. I'll chill out by the end of the movie. Kakeru: "What do you want to watch?" Noa: "Anything is fine." Kakeru: "All right, what do we have here? I'll throw on something random." Noa: "Okay." After a little indecision, I choose a safe action flick. I hit the play button and take a seat. Noa also relocates in front of the monitor and nestles close to me. ...Yep. Yep, this is about the distance we had during the horror movie, too! Nothing to freak out about here, yup! Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." We watch the movie together. Since the intro is kind of boring, my mind ends up wandering toward Noa. About ten minutes in, the story starts rolling, and I finally begin focusing on the movie. Kakeru: "That's a pretty cool way he's firing his gun." Noa: "Yeah, I want to try myself." We toss comments about the movie back and forth, and before I know it, the awkward vibe diminishes. However, my movie pick ends up being a dud. As the action gets more intense, people start dying left and right. I can see Noa tensing up and breathing more shallowly whenever a corpse is on the screen even for a second. Kakeru: "...Should we stop?" Noa: "...I'll be fine. This isn't new for me." Noa: "I have an immunity if it's a work of fiction. People die all the time in manga and anime, after all." Kakeru: "Oh. I see." Noa: "...Thank you for being considerate. Don't worry, I want to watch to the end." Kakeru: "All right, then." We resume watching. However, I soon come to regret that. I tell myself we should have stopped after all. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." Yes, we come to a sex scene. The hero and heroine are both fully nude, passionately entangled. ...Oh God, this is awkward! Give me a friggin' break! Why is THIS scene in the movie?! I wouldn't have picked it had I known! Actually, holy crap this is long! What kind of action movie needs a sex scene THIS involved?! I want to stop the movie right away, but I hesitate since it might leave us too self-conscious and weirded out. I feign composure and manage to stick it out. With the sex scene finally behind us, we reach the climax of the film. Thanks to the chaotic turn of events, the awkward vibe goes out the window. Then come the credits. The screen shrinks to the corner and a list of recommended movies show up. Kakeru: "Wanna watch the credits?" Noa: "No, I'm good." Kakeru: "Better stop it, then." Noa: "That was pretty good." Kakeru: "Right? I liked how flashy the action was." Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." Our impression-sharing doesn't last long. Maybe it's because of my internal desire to escape the awkward void, but my eyes peer over at the clock. ...Too early to sleep. But I sure as hell want to. I want to let this day just end. Kakeru: "Um, did you take a bath yet?" Noa: "I didn't." Kakeru: "I figure you'd like one... right?" Noa: "Yes." Kakeru: "Okay, I'll go clean out the tub." I quickly stand up and head to the bathroom. After a more-thorough-than-usual scrub, I fill the bathtub with water. Kakeru: "Tub will be filled in a second." Noa: "Okay. I'll take my bath after yours." Kakeru: "Huh? Nah, it's fine. You can go in first." Noa: "It's not fine." Kakeru: "I said it is. Our family motto is 'Treat guests to a freshly prepared bath'." Noa: "Really?" Kakeru: "Yup, just made it up myself." Noa: "..." Noa: "Fine. I'll go first." She stands up and goes to her bag. Looks like she brought a bathing set. A towel, soaps, and... a fresh pair of underwear, which I quickly look away from once I spot them. God, I wish she'd be mindful. A little more care is all I'm asking. Well, actually, I'm in the wrong for staring so hard just now. The bathtub isn't filled yet, so Noa holds her toiletries and takes a seat back where she was a second ago. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." Silence yet again. A few minutes pass without us saying a word until a beep notifies us that the tub is filled. Kakeru: "Please, after you." Noa: "Yes. I'll hop in." Standing up, Noa leaves the living room. ... Kakeru: "Haaah." I feel the tension instantly melt away. God, this is bad. I'm too much in my own head. But there's not much I can do about this situation. I'm not some veteran playboy; no way can I stay calm like this. Same for Noa, too. I'm telling myself that Noa doesn't see me that way, but something tells me that she does. Sees me as a man, that is. ...Maybe I really should be getting my hopes up? Wait, hopes for what? Well, there's always after she gets out of the bath... ...Right. The bath. Right now, Noa is in the bath. Which means she's fully nude. Noa is nude, right over there! My once-melted tension is back with a vengeance. I try to put on a random movie to drive away this inner anguish. No dice. Noa's naked body flashes in my mind. The supple sensation of her body I touched indirectly comes flooding back. I can't take it anymore. If I see Noa after she gets out of the bath, my rationality might finally go out the window. I continue to stare at the video, not paying attention to its content, for about ten minutes. I then hear sounds from the kitchen. Noa seems to have stepped out faster than I expected. My heart immediately starts racing. Noa: "H-Hey?" Noa projects her voice from the other side of the door. She sounds a little anxious, but why? Kakeru: "What's up?" I curiously respond as the door slowly opens and Noa peeks a bit of her face out from the crack. Noa: "I forgot my towel." Kakeru: "Huh?" Meaning she's naked right now? Behind that very door is a fully naked girl? Noa: "G-Grab it for me?" Kakeru: "Oh, right. Let's see..." I flub around, to and fro, in place. I have to calm down! I can't get thrown out of whack! Kakeru: "A towel? Is it in your bag?" Noa: "I forgot to bring one." Kakeru: "Oh, okay. Right. Hold on." I open my shelves and grab a shirt. No, wrong. Come on, seriously, just calm down. I pull out a bath towel and hold it out to Noa. Noa reaches her arm out from the crack in the door, causing my heart to jump. Noa: "Thanks." Kakeru: "I just, uh, washed that one." Noa: "Uh-huh." Kakeru: "Once you're finished with it, throw it into the washing machine." Noa: "I will." Noa's arm slinks back and the door shuts. ...I panicked! What is this? No, seriously, I need answers! Why is she causing one silly event after another to toy with my emotions?! I've got to keep it in! I've got to keep the snarling beast of virginity in its cage! Kakeru: "Hngh?!" I overreact to the sound of the door opening. Noa's back. I calm myself and look up. ...I'm stunned speechless. Excuse me, Noa-san. Why are you wearing a bath towel? Why aren't you wearing your t-shirt? Noa: "Your hairdryer?" Kakeru: "Um, oh, shelf under the bath towels." Noa: "Thanks." Noa goes back. Okay, so she's going to change after she dries her hair. That makes sense. She had to come out in that towel to ask where the hairdryer was! Makes perfect sense! Noa: "..." Noa comes back with the hairdryer. Still wrapped in the towel. Why, though? How, though? Noa: "So, hey..." Kakeru: "Y-Yes?" Noa: "Can I ask you to dry my hair?" Kakeru: "Wha?" Noa: "My hair." Kakeru: "You want ME to do it?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "Why?" Noa: "Because I want you to." Kakeru: "..." What is going on here? Huh? Why me? Why do I have to dry it? How come? Kakeru: "Do you usually have your parents dry it for you, or something?" Noa: "I usually dry it myself." Kakeru: "Wha? Then you don't need to ask me to..." Noa: "...You won't do it?" Kakeru: "..." I can't believe the face she's making. I can't believe the look she's shooting me. I can't very well refuse her now. Grr, dammit! Kakeru: "Okay, then." Noa: "Thanks." She hands me the hairdryer and parks herself on my bed. First, I've got to plug this in. ... What do I do now? I've never dried someone else's hair before, much less a GIRL's hair. Kakeru: "I feel like I'm going to screw this up. Maybe you should do this on your own after all..." Noa: "I'm just going to sleep after this. I can live with a few kinks in my hair." Kakeru: "You don't say." I give up and stand in front of her. Wait, I should be behind her. I step behind her and position the hairdryer. Noa: "The lowest setting will do." Kakeru: "R-Right." I slide the switch and point the stream of warm air at Noa's hair. Noa: "..." Her hair flutters slightly as the warm air runs through it. It's short for a girl's hair, but it's longer than mine. Looks like it's going to take some time to dry it all. ... Should I run my fingers through it like a beautician? Kakeru: "Is it all right to... t-touch your hair?" Noa: "Sure." I stammer out, gaining permission. Timidly, I reach out my hand and give it a touch. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Oops, I didn't mean to pull on it. Did that hurt?" Noa: "No, just tickled a little." Kakeru: "O-Oh." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." Our stiff and awkward exchange doesn't last long. Only the sounds of the hairdryer echo throughout the room. ...She sure does have a lot of hair. Each strand is thinner and softer than anything that'd be on my head. As I sit here touching it, I begin to feel somewhat strange. The dryer is softly spreading the unfamiliar scent of her shampoo across the room, sending my heart aflutter. Also, below me, I have Noa clad in a single towel. She's vulnerable. One act of mischief would be enough to tear that towel right off her. I could just wrap my arms around her, and I doubt she would get pissed at me. Stupid thoughts race through my mind. In an attempt to snap out of it, I start speaking without a clue as to what to actually talk about. Kakeru: "Uhh, erm..." Noa: "What?" Kakeru: "Ahh, well, yeah. Y-Your hair is so silky smooth." Noa: "...Thank you." Kakeru: "Do you usually treat it? It feels pretty different." Noa: "Not necessarily." Kakeru: "O-Oh." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Well, I am a little... particular about my shampoo." Kakeru: "Ah, right. I can tell since you brought your own." Noa: "I still have some left. Do you want to try it?" Kakeru: "Oh, no, I'll manage. I think it'd be pretty off-putting if I made my hair smell quite this nice." Noa: "I wouldn't think that. You... think it smells nice?" Kakeru: "Huh? Uh, yeah. It smells great." Noa: "Is it a scent you're into?" Kakeru: "Uh, well, sure. Yeah, I'm into it, I guess." Noa: "I see. Then I'll make sure to use this shampoo from now on." Kakeru: "Yeah, sure." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." Whaaaaaaa?! What is that supposed to mean? She's going to use a shampoo that I like? Isn't that practically a confession...? She's pretty much saying that she wants to suit my tastes, right? It's technically a confession, right? RIGHT? Dammit, I need to calm down! Getting the wrong idea and going crazy with joy is just going to end up hurting ME! Noa is toying with me! What in the hell is her game?! Noa: "Tonight..." Kakeru: "Huh? What? Y-Y-Yes?" Noa: "Am I putting you out? I just asked to stay over out of the blue." Kakeru: "Oh. No, you're not. You surprised me, but that's it." Noa: "...I'm sorry." Kakeru: "No need to apologize. You did tell your parents, though, right?" Noa: "...I said I was staying over at a friend's house." Kakeru: "Ahh, a friend. Right, a friend." Yeah, makes sense. We're friends, after all. Yeesh, close call! I'm so glad I didn't jump the gun and pounce on her. God, that was close!! Noa: "Oh, right. I have a gift." Kakeru: "Huh? A gift?" Noa: "My parents told me to buy something to repay you for having me as a guest, so I bought some rice crackers from the station plaza." Kakeru: "W-Wow, how responsible." Noa: "They said they'd call you, too, but I stopped them." Kakeru: "Makes sense. Can't have me being on the other side of the line, after all." Noa: "Yes. They would have definitely told me no if I told them I was staying over a boy's place." Kakeru: "I bet." I reply and nod in agreement, my composure wavering all the while. I can understand her parents being opposed to her staying over at my house. So, tell me. Why are you here, Noa? Why are you trying to get my hopes up just when I'm on the verge of regaining my sanity, Noa?! Noa: "The rice crackers. They're in that paper bag." Kakeru: "Huh? Oh, right." Noa: "I forgot to give them to you. I hope you like them." Kakeru: "This... what'dya call it? Design? Logo? I've seen it before. These are shrimp crackers, right?" Noa: "That's right." Kakeru: "Then, yeah. I'm crazy for these." Noa: "Great. You can share them with Sora if you can't eat them all." Kakeru: "In that case, why don't we eat them together? You did buy them, after all." Kakeru: "On second thought, maybe tomorrow. Eating this late will pack on the pounds." Noa: "I don't mind." Kakeru: "Then let's eat them together later." Noa: "Okay." Kakeru: "Pretty astute choice for a gift, I have to say." Noa: "...I just went with the safest option, one with a long shelf life." Kakeru: "Ahh, shelf life played a part, huh? I feel like I'd buy them without even considering that. Actually, I might have just picked up something random at the convenience store." Noa: "I was kind of wavering over whether I should have just done that." Kakeru: "You don't really eat snacks and stuff like that, right?" Noa: "No, not really." Kakeru: "What about Mockie D's? Junk food?" Noa: "On occasion." Kakeru: "I don't take you for the type to eat stuff like instant ramen." Noa: "I don't dislike that sort of stuff, but I rarely eat it." Kakeru: "I wouldn't think you'd be a ramen eater, instant or otherwise." Noa: "Why's that?" Kakeru: "It doesn't fit you." Noa: "I'm not sure I follow." Kakeru: "Pasta is a better fit." Noa: "...I want to start actively demolishing that impression of me." Kakeru: "Should we go out for ramen sometime, then?" Noa: "Yes, we should." Kakeru: "Are you into plain or rich broth?" Noa: "Well, I don't really have a preference." Kakeru: "If you had to choose one." Noa: "...Plain?" Kakeru: "Gotcha. I'll take you to a shop I know that's good." Noa: "Okay. I look forward to it." We start enjoying a surprisingly nice chat, and my nervousness is gone before I know it. And by the time I'm used to touching Noa's hair, I've got it completely dried. Kakeru: "Alrighty, there you go."
Noa: "Mm-hmm, thank y—" Noa tries to stand up and that's when it happens. Noa: "—Oh." Kakeru: "...?!" Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-The towel! Noa: "Ah, whoa, whoa..." Kakeru: "Ah, don't worry, don't worry! I'll just go over there!!" Noa: "Huh? Huh? Oh, huh?" Kakeru: "It's fine, it's fine! Don't worry!" Noa: "Oh, um, okay." I take my towel and change of clothes quickly from my shelf while trying to keep my eyes away from Noa as much as possible, and make a mad dash for the bathroom. Ah, dammit! I panicked! It's a shame that I couldn't see anything from that angle, but—no, maybe I should say that it's a blessing in disguise! God, really! Would it kill you to be more conscientious, Noa-san?! Kakeru: "...?!" Come on, be more conscientious about this, too! On the floor in front of the bathroom, she just left her change of clothes lying around! Because she's wearing that damn towel! Because she wouldn't change right away! What would she do if I were to sniff her panties or something?! Uh, not that I'd ever do that. I can contain myself. "Contain myself"? God, I really need to get my shit together. Kakeru: "Haaah." I heave a sigh as I undress and throw my clothes into the washer. I place my change of clothes on top of the washer and call out to the living room. Kakeru: "I'm going in, so you can come fetch your change of clothes whenever you want!" I go into the bathroom without waiting for a reply. Kakeru: "Haaah." I sigh yet again. Man, today was exhausting. I've been getting tossed and turned every step of the way.
Anyway, let's take a nice, relaxing dip in the tub... ... Tub? A tub full of the same water Noa used... Even I have to admit, it's unsanitary, but... Kakeru: "..." I take a gigantic gulp. In my current mental state, I might end up making a huge mistake. Like putting her hairs in my mouth, sipping the bathwater, or something else I'd be sorry about later down the road! However! Be that as it may! Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "It's clean." I can't spot any hairs anywhere. Wait, she did soak in the tub, didn't she? ...Did she not use it? Or did she predict that I'd get the wrong idea? Dammit! Why, Noa, why?! Why would you set me up so far just to let me down here?! I was hoping that the rest of the bathwater was YOUR bathwater! I just wanted to bathe in the same water as a beautiful girl!! ... Kakeru: "God, I'm a horny idiot." As I berate myself, I turn the faucet and let the cold water run from the shower. Hot water now won't do. I need to chill out. Just gotta clear my mind and be cool. Question is—can I? Even if she didn't soak in the bathtub, she had to have showered here, right? Kakeru: "..." ...This is getting me all hot and bothered. Dammit... I can't do this anymore. I'm... through. After I get out of the bath, we watch another movie while snacking on the shrimp crackers since it's too early to go to sleep. This time, we watch one without any awkward scenes. No jump scares or people dying, either. Noa: "Aaahhh." As we approach the end, Noa lets out a yawn. It's only eleven p.m. I'm usually up for a little later, but I guess we can turn in now for tonight. ...After all, if we stay awake, who knows what mishaps might occur again? Kakeru: "Time to hit the hay?" Noa: "Yeah." Once the credits roll, I stop the video. I shut down my laptop and stand up. Kakeru: "Did you bring a toothbrush?" Noa: "I did. Toothpaste, too." Kakeru: "Okay. After you, then." Noa: "Mm-hmm. I won't be long." She pulls out her toothbrush and toothpaste and heads to the washroom. I... ... I stand up with no real plan in mind. Oh, wait. I should probably change out the pillowcases since I'm letting Noa use the bed. I'd venture she won't want to sleep with my scent in her nose. Should I change the sheets too? Nah, that might be, I dunno—a little overboard? Come across too eager? ...Or would it? Dunno. Am I being too paranoid? Man, I have no clue. I don't know what's the right call anymore. In any case, just the pillowcases should do. ... All right, there. Now, I'll be sleeping on the floor, but what should I do? I don't own a spread futon. Ahh, I know. Maybe those'll work. I pull out a winter blanket and a mattress pad from my closet and spread them on the floor. Nice, that should do it. I'll just use the throw pillows as actual pillows and it'll be perfect. ...Maybe I should move it a little bit more away from the bed. I'll need to move the table to do so, though. Noa: "...What are you doing?" Noa returns as I diligently work on making my bed. Kakeru: "I'm getting my sleeping spot ready." Noa: "Yours?" Kakeru: "Yeah, you take the bed. I'll take the floor." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Oh, I changed the pillowcases. Should I change the sheets, too?" Noa: "No need. They're fine as-is." Kakeru: "Oh. Alrighty, that should do it, then. I'm going to go brush my teeth. You can head to bed first, if you want." Noa: "Okay." I brush my teeth extra carefully. Dunno why, since I'm just going to sleep, but still. I'm getting self-conscious because I'm with a girl. It's making me brush my teeth with WAY more care than usual. I mean, it's not like anything's gonna happen. It's not like I'm expecting anything to happen! A clean mouth is a healthy mouth! Right? RIGHT?! I think, making meaningless excuses to myself in the mirror as I scrub away at my teeth. I rinse out my mouth and put away my toothbrush. Lastly, I fix my hair for some reason. ... All right. Now, to go to bed. This day is finally over. This turbulent day of Noa using my heart as her plaything. Kakeru: "...Huh?" Noa: "..." Once I return to the living room, the blankets and stuff that I set up on the floor are folded up and pushed off to the corner. And for whatever reason, sitting atop them with her knees clutched to her chest is Noa. ...I swear, nothing she does makes any sense. Kakeru: "Um, sorry. Did you want the floor instead?" Noa: "No." Kakeru: "...? Oh, you're not ready to sleep yet." Noa: "No, I am." Kakeru: "Uh, okay. Well, I am too, so..." Noa: "Okay." Kakeru: "I'll have to lay that out, so if you wouldn't mind getting off of it, that'd be..." Noa: "No." Kakeru: "N-No?" Noa: "We're sleeping together." Kakeru: "Hmm?" Noa: "We're sleeping in the bed together." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Pardon?" Noa: "No floor. In bed. Together." Kakeru: "..." ...What is this girl talking about? Huh? Is she being serious? Does she know what she's even saying? Noa: "We can't?" Kakeru: "Well, of course we can't." Noa: "Why not?" Kakeru: "'Why not'? I have to spell it out for you? It's because..." Noa: "I can't sleep by myself." Kakeru: "Huh? How come?" Noa: "..." Noa: "I'm afraid of the dark." Kakeru: "Wha? Then should I just keep the lights on?" Noa: "I can't sleep if it's bright." Kakeru: "Boy, you're a pushy one." Noa: "I always sleep with stuffed animals." Kakeru: "So, you want me to be your stuffed animal?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "C'mon, I can't do that. No can do." Noa: "Why not?" Kakeru: "You're really asking again? It's obvious why we can't sleep together." Noa: "No." Kakeru: "No to what? Okay, okay. Fine, no sleeping. We'll stay up." Noa: "No. Wanna sleep together." Kakeru: "Why are you acting like a child?" Noa: "Wanna sleep together." Kakeru: "I've already told you. Agh, jeez. It's not good. A man and a woman in the same bed. You do realize that, right?" Noa: "I do." Kakeru: "There, you see? You don't reali—Hm? You do realize?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "So, you realize it's bad, but you're still suggesting it?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Is that so?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Of course, you know I can't guarantee what will happen if we do." Noa: "I don't care." Kakeru: "You're sure?" Noa: "I'm sure." Kakeru: "Is that so?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "......" Noa: "......" Kakeru: "Ah, man." Noa: "Let's sleep together, okay?" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Yes, ma'am." Noa: "..." We lie in the same bed. Lying next to me, Noa squeezes onto my arm tightly. She stares right at me. ... "Yes, ma'am"? God, why did I open my stupid mouth? Who am I kidding? I know exactly why. I lost. I lost to lust. I mean, the fact that she prompted us to sleep together even though she knows it's not right means what it says on the box, right? I can't refuse that. Her insistence is sending me over the edge. I don't know what she's really up to here and I honestly have no clue what's going to happen, but... I'm at my wits' end. I'm at my wits' end in resisting this upsurge of desire. Noa: "..." Noa: "You're not going to sleep?" Kakeru: "No way if we're like this." Noa: "Why?" Kakeru: "Stop asking." Noa: "You said that there's no guarantee as to what'll happen, didn't you?" Kakeru: "..." Noa: "I want to see what will happen." Kakeru: "Hngh." I feel my heart slam against my chest. Those words. Her clinging to me. Asking to sleep together. Asking to stay the night over at my place. All of that means what I think it means, right? It's safe to assume that this isn't one of my delusions and that Noa is doing what I think she's doing, isn't it? If I were more of a ladies' man, then I would have pounced on Noa at the drop of a hat. Actually, I probably would've turned into a womanizing wolf at a way earlier stage. But I'm just a wuss who's never even dated a girl before. I can't handle things in style. Kakeru: "H-Hey, aren't you acting a little strange, Noa?" I'm this far in and I'm still pathetically trying to probe around for answers. This is exactly why I've never been able to get a girlfriend. God, I hate myself. The answer to that question is already clear as day. But I can't resist the urge to hear it straight from Noa's mouth. Noa: "Strange?" Kakeru: "Yeah, strange." Noa: "Actually, I think I am, too." Kakeru: "I-Is there something up?" Noa: "..." Noa: "I'm doing my hardest to approach you." Kakeru: "A-Approach me?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "Wh-Why?" Noa: "Because I like you, Kakeru." Kakeru: "...?!" I'm shaken. That's what I'd been hoping she would say. But now that I actually hear those words, I can't help but feel flustered. I can't help but think this is some sort of dream or hallucination. Noa: "Why are you surprised?" Kakeru: "Um, I mean, because...!" Noa: "You already picked up on it, didn't you?" Kakeru: "Well, um, I guess I did." Kakeru: "But still, it's, y'know, you said that stuff about being friends without seeing male or female!" Noa: "Up till now, I've wanted to be your best friend." Noa: "Because I thought that you were out of my league." Noa: "That's why I wanted to be your best friend." Kakeru: "So that's why you were treating me like a 'friend'..." Noa: "Yeah. You acted like you didn't have any romantic interest in me, so I did the same." Noa: "I thought that's just how guys act when they're friends." Kakeru: "...You've really been making it awkward to look directly at you." Noa: "I didn't mean to show you my underwear. I'm sorry." Kakeru: "Not just your underwear. Your legs, too. Your bare legs, in fact." Noa: "Did it put ideas in your head?" Kakeru: "Well, yeah, no duh." Noa: "Right." Noa's smile is bashful, yet with a hint of satisfaction. Noa: "I knew that you had been seeing me as a girl." Noa: "So I figured I would try my best to appeal to you." Noa: "Before someone else snatched you up." Kakeru: "O-Oh." Noa: "It was really embarrassing, but seeing you act so timid... was kind of funny." Kakeru: "Well, of course I'd act timid. I mean, things had been normal for so long and then got weird out of nowhere." Kakeru: "Wait, so, um. This might be weird to ask, but... since when?" Noa: "When do you think?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I have no clue." Noa: "Even after what you did?" Kakeru: "Huh? Did I do something?" Noa: "Nine Ball." Kakeru: "Nine Ball?" Noa: "You came up to talk to me." Kakeru: "Oh, that. You mean the day I first came up to you?" Noa: "Yes." Kakeru: "Huh? From that day? But, wait, what did I do?" Noa: "Like I said, you came up to talk to me." Kakeru: "That's it?" Noa: "Yes, that's it." Kakeru: "Huh? Then, wait. Wha? Ever since that day, you've..." Noa: "Had feelings for you, yes." Kakeru: "Whaaa?" Noa: "I don't know why you're so confused." Kakeru: "Well, because I didn't really do anything special." Noa: "Are you being serious right now?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "Now I'm curious. Why do you think it wasn't so special?" Kakeru: "Ahh, well, right. Well, fair question." Noa: "The way we met each other was bound to make the heart of a dyed-in-the-wool chuuni like myself throb." Noa: "That was when I thought to myself, 'The man of my destiny is here'." Noa: "'My tale with this man starts here'." Kakeru: "Oh. I see. So, ever since our first meeting? I never noticed." Noa: "I've been acting as 'me' this entire time, so I'm good at hiding my emotions." Kakeru: "Yeah, but you never gave that impression in the other branches." Kakeru: "In fact, there were some branches where you were always suspicious of me." Noa: "It was because I didn't really know you, wasn't it?" Kakeru: "Well, true. But even in the branches where we teamed up, it was the same." Noa: "I might not have had romantic feelings for you." Noa: "But at the very least, I think I had some... affection for you." Noa: "If I was watching how earnest you were from the sidelines as your teammate, I'm sure of it." Kakeru: "Me? Earnest? Hmm..." Noa: "I think you're great for working so hard to help others." Kakeru: "..." I'm at a loss for words. I've never had anyone be so straightforward with me before. How do I even respond? I'm confused and it's making me freeze up. Noa: "That's what I love about you, Kakeru." Noa: "What about you?" Noa: "What do you think about me?" Noa: "I want to hear what you have to say." Kakeru: "..." This is my chance for a girlfriend. All I have to say is "I love you". If I do, I've got a girlfriend. But... I couldn't do something so insincere to Noa. That's why I'll be upfront. I'll tell her how I honestly feel. Kakeru: "If you're asking whether I like you or not..." Noa: "I am." Kakeru: "I'd definitely say I veer on the side of 'like'." Kakeru: "Hearing you say you like me makes me really happy. Even now... Well, not just now, but all day, really. You've been making my heart beat like crazy." Kakeru: "But..." Noa: "...But?" Kakeru: "I don't know if this is the romantic kind of 'like'." Kakeru: "The moment that put you into my head was back then. You know, when you transformed with the illusory body?" Kakeru: "That day, I, erm. Sorry, this'll sound a little pervy, but the sensation of your body? Well, touching you in general. It made my heart go absolutely crazy. That's when I saw you differently." Kakeru: "But that's not really love, it's lust, right? At least, in my opinion." Kakeru: "Sort of, like, I was just getting thrills off of a lewd experience and they didn't embody my genuine feelings." Kakeru: "I know your feelings now, but I feel too impure. Like, I can't say that I like you that way with pride." Kakeru: "I'm sorry for the awful answer." Noa: "I'm pretty impure myself for enticing you to sleep together." Kakeru: "Uhh, well, th-the reasons are different, aren't they? Maybe my reason is less impure and more... trivial?" Noa: "My reason is pretty trivial itself. Some special circumstances and you speaking to me was all it took." Noa: "The element of traversing timelines drew me in. I didn't even know a single thing about your personality." Noa: "So you being attracted to me, even if out of lust, is far more genuine than my own reasons." Kakeru: "Oh. I see...?" Noa: "If I'm bothering you, I want you to tell me. I'll give up." Kakeru: "I-I don't think you're bothering me!" Kakeru: "Sorry. That's not really manly. J-Just let me sort some things out." Noa: "Okay." Kakeru: "In the other branches, you've always been this cool and dependable teammate." Kakeru: "But in this branch, horror flicks make you freak out and scream." Noa: "I think it's because I've opened myself up so much. Normally, I would have endured it." Kakeru: "Maybe so. Getting you to show me your true face kinda warmed my heart." Kakeru: "You hugging those cats and whatnot? It was really cute." Kakeru: "Seeing you with a... smile..." As I speak, it dawns on me. I finally realize. Ahh, I get it. That one time wasn't the start. It was even further back. Noa: "..." Noa: "I love you, Kakeru." Noa: "And you?" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I love you." Noa: "..." Noa gives me a soft smile. That's right. This smile attracted me. I can say that with utmost confidence. Noa: "I somewhat feel like I forced you to say that." Kakeru: "I'll say it again... someday. When it doesn't feel like you're forcing me." Noa: "Okay. Hehe." She smiles in delight as she hugs my arm tight. Noa: "I'm glad I summoned up the courage. The old me would have never told you." Noa: "I thought... I should never experience happiness." Noa: "No one ever told me that I shouldn't, but I convinced myself that was the way I should live." Noa: "But I decided to move forward." Noa: "And you helped me do that. Thank you." Kakeru: "I think you would have eventually moved forward even without my help." Noa: "Really?" Kakeru: "Yeah, you're way stronger than I am." Noa: "Does that mean I can't depend on you?" Kakeru: "Huh? N-No, that's not what I meant..." Noa: "Then I can?" Kakeru: "O-Of course." Noa: "Yay. Ehehe." Kakeru: "Ngh!" I can feel my rationality almost get blown away, but I grit my teeth and keep it in check. Sh-She's gotten all soft all of a sudden! Is this the "true" side of her? If it is, then will I be able to contain myself? No, I HAVE to endure it. I can't just turn into some hornball beast right after confessing! I gotta hold it in! Noa: "Hey." Noa sits up slightly and peers into my face. Kakeru: "Wh-What is it?" Noa: "When are you..." Kakeru: "Y-Yeah?" Noa: "...going to go crazy?" Kakeru: "..." Noa: "I don't need any guarantees." Kakeru: "...Well, aren't you forward?" Noa: "...I admit I'm being impatient." Noa: "But happiness can always vanish without warning." Noa: "I don't want to delay things until it's too late." Noa: "You may be able to go back and redo things, but I only have the time I have right now." Noa: "I don't intend on failing. But defeat to Iris might be awaiting us in the future." Noa: "So I want to do everything I can... right now." Kakeru: "...Everything?" Noa: "...Yes, everything." Noa: "I realize that this is sudden, and I'm definitely rushing things..." Noa: "If you don't think you're ready for it, I'll contain myself." Her words and her gaze are suggestive. Noa herself might not be doing it intentionally. Still, I kind of feel like she's testing me. I could say it's "too early" or that "there's an order to these things". But if I were to bust out the common sense and back away here... ...I don't think I'd be able to step up to the plate when it counts ever again. I wouldn't be worthy of being Noa's boyfriend if I did. Noa: "Mm..." I embrace Noa. Softly, gently. I feel kind of pathetic that it's not a tighter embrace. But this is a big step forward for me. Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." The atmosphere is right. Well, no, it's oddly tense. Noa had been so eager and proactive just a second ago, but now even she's losing composure and her eyes are darting around. I also feel a sense of urgency telling me that I can't come this far and not finish the job. My heart is thrashing around in my chest. As I hold Noa, I can feel that her heartbeat is going awfully fast too. Noa: "..." We both nervously look around the room. That is, until our eyes finally meet and we stare into each other. Noa: "..." Noa closes her eyes as if she's made up her mind. There's no way out now. Just go for it.
Noa: "Mm..." I cover Noa's body and lock my lips with hers. Once I do, the blood starts to rush through my entire body, heating me up. I've crossed the line and I can feel it. The tension biting at me this entire time disperses as if it never existed, and all my cares fall by the wayside. The only thing I want to focus on is the sensation of my lips on Noa. Noa: "Mm. Mmm." Noa's body tenses with every kiss I deliver. I'm guessing that Noa is still nervous. Her composure lost, she keeps her eyes firmly closed. I want to do more. But I wonder if I'll wear out my welcome if I get too greedy. My doubts fueled by lack of experience come to put a damper on my excitement.
Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Hngh..." Noa: "Morning." Kakeru: "Ahh. Yeah, 'morning." I awake to find Noa staring straight at my face. Still half-asleep, I blink my eyes in confusion as to why. But after a few seconds, it all comes back to me. That's right. I... got myself a girlfriend. Noa: "Did you have fun in your dreams?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "You're smiling." Kakeru: "I was just savoring the joy." I gently pet Noa's head. I relax my body and Noa clings to me. Noa: "...Are you getting up already?" Kakeru: "We'll stay like this for a little longer." Noa: "Okay." Kakeru: "I feel like I slept for a while. Is it about noon?" Noa: "Yeah. You slept almost ten hours." Kakeru: "When did you wake up, Noa?" Noa: "Just now. About ten minutes ago. I was watching you sleep the whole time." Kakeru: "That's... kinda embarrassing." Noa: "I was surprised that I woke up in the same position I slept in. It didn't make sleeping difficult?" Kakeru: "Not at all. I slept like a log." Noa: "I see. I was clinging to your arms the whole time I was asleep. Even I got taken aback by it." Kakeru: "Now that you mention it, my arms do feel numb..." Noa: "...I'm sorry." Kakeru: "Come on, I'm messing with you. I'm perfectly fine." I pet Noa's head yet again. Kakeru: "So, you got a good night's sleep on this cramped bed, huh?"
Noa: "...Because I was tired." Kakeru: "So, feeling any pain?" Noa: "...You want to do it?" Kakeru: "That's not what I was implying. I'm just asking out of concern." Noa: "I just feel a little weird. There's no pain. At least, I don't think so." Kakeru: "I see. That's good, then. I really went on a horny rampage yesterday..." Noa: "It's fine. It made me happy." Kakeru: "That right? Okay." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "..." An odd silence falls between us. The both of us start awkwardly fidgeting. I want to do it, but... in consideration for Noa's body, I'd... better not. But I'm so fucking horny. God, I'm hopeless. I've totally devolved into an ape. Noa: "..." Noa: "Hey?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "Don't take this the wrong way. Call it a simple question, or sheer curiosity, but..." Kakeru: "Yeah?" She lifts the blanket and peeks downstairs. ...And of course, I'm hard as a fucking rock. Kakeru: "Ahh, wait, this? Um, I mean, it's just... morning, uh..." Noa: "...Morning wood, right? I know. I've seen it in manga." Kakeru: "...What the hell did you read?" Noa: "A sort of spicy love comedy, among others." Kakeru: "Ahh, relatively clean, I see." Noa: "...I've read dirtier books before, though." Kakeru: "Wait, you have?" Noa: "Yeah, not as many as Haruka, but I have." Kakeru: "Y'don't say." Noa: "...Did I just let something slip?" Kakeru: "No, I kinda figured that's how Senpai rolls." Noa: "...I'll have to apologize to Haruka later." Kakeru: "Wouldn't it be more awkward for her to hear you told me?" Noa: "Oh, you might be right." Kakeru: "Anyway, this? It'll calm down if you give it some time." Noa: "It naturally calms down?" Kakeru: "Of course it does." Noa: "Then what about asking the girl to take responsibility because cumming is the only solution? Is that a lie?" Kakeru: "That totally only happens in porn manga. They make up some sloppy excuse to get the ball rolling." Noa: "Sloppy excuse. I see, so it was a lie." Kakeru: "If cumming was the only solution, I'd really be in trouble. There are times when I just get hard out of the blue." Noa: "Even when you're not turned on?" Kakeru: "Yeah, like when I'm tired or something, it'll happen. And sometimes I'll pop a random boner at the oddest times during class and stuff. Even if I'm not thinking sexy thoughts at all." Kakeru: "It's common for guys. Um, I think. Maybe. If we had to shoot a load to get rid of our wood, then anybody without a girlfriend would be stuck at full mast till they got home." Noa: "That's true. If you get them for whatever reason, then every boy would be holding onto a boner until school is out..." Kakeru: "That'd be a pretty gross picture..." Noa: "I'm glad I go to an all-girls' school. If my eyes were ever subjected to that, not even I would be able to keep it together..." Kakeru: "Uh, I assure you, co-ed or all-boys' school, you'd never see anything like that." Noa: "...That's right. I just didn't know enough about boners." Kakeru: "...You're just going to talk about boners without an ounce of hesitation, huh? Jeez, that's got ME feeling embarrassed." Noa: "...Should I be hesitant to say it?" Kakeru: "Well, yeah. It's just more ladylike." Noa: "B-Boner..." Kakeru: "Hey, I wasn't asking you to say it like you're embarrassed." Noa: "I know." Noa smirks and reaches downstairs. She puts her hand in my underpants and grabs my dick. Noa: "If that information wasn't true, then that ruins my plans." Kakeru: "Plans?" Noa: "...I wanted to say that cumming is the only solution so that I could casually seduce you." Kakeru: "You want to do it?" Noa: "...Yeah." She looks away, blushing, and gives a tiny nod. ...Man, that face she's giving me is no fair. I should suggest that we rest up since we just had sex yesterday, but the urge is too strong. Kakeru: "In that case..." Noa: "...Yeah." Noa sits up and takes off her shirt. And once I take off my underpants, I'm all set. Noa: "...Can I touch it more?" Kakeru: "Yeah, sure. Go ahead." Noa: "Thanks. I want to use my hand and mouth." Kakeru: "Your mouth?" Noa: "Yeah, my mouth." Kakeru: "...You're comfortable with that?" Noa: "Yeah, I'm curious. I want to know how it tastes." Kakeru: "You're a brave soul..." Noa: "...Can I?" Kakeru: "B-Be my guest." Noa: "..." She grips my dick and brings her face in, looking rather giddy and much less timid.
Kakeru: "..." Noa: "..." Sora: "..." For whatever reason, all of us sit around my coffee table. The silence is extremely awkward. It's not like I've done anything bad either. I do kind of feel guilty for fooling around when matters are serious, but I don't think it's anything to get attacked over. I wasn't trying to keep our relationship a secret. I just planned on waiting for the right time to tell the others. That, however, isn't the problem here. God, having your little sister walk in on a scene like that sucks SO bad! Sora: "Um, so..." Sora must be feeling overwhelmed by this situation herself as she hesitantly starts to speak, breaking the silence. Sora: "So, um, hey. I know that normally, I'm supposed to, well, make fun or snap at you, right? I'm aware that is kind of, well, embedded into my character, but..." Sora: "First, um, the situation, you see? I believe confirming the situation is in order. So, um, may I ask a question?" Kakeru: "...Yes." Sora: "Are the two of you, well, um, in a, you know, relationship?" Kakeru: "...Yes." Noa: "...We are." Sora: "Ah, right. Figured as much. Yup." Sora: "Huh? Um, wait. Since when? Approximately?" Noa: "...I confessed yesterday." Sora: "Yester... Huh? Yesterday?" Noa: "...Yes."
Sora: "Um... Yuuki-senpai, I realize that you were naked, but..." Sora: "Also, um, this is tough to say, but there's kind of a... smell, um, a strange smell in the room. I might be getting the wrong idea, but..." Sora: "You two were... in the act. The lovers' act. Right?" Kakeru: "...You're gonna make us say it?" Sora: "No, that's good enough as an answer." Noa: "We were." Sora: "Ah, you said it. I see, right. You were. Got it." Noa: "Two times total yesterday night." Sora: "Oh, you don't need to be that detailed. Um, yes, no need." Sora: "Ahh, I see. Two times. You confessed and got to it... two times, in fact. Wowie." Kakeru: "...You got a problem with that?" Sora: "...Hey, why are you snapping at me? I'm sitting here awkward as hell after getting an eyeful of you getting hot and heavy with a girl!"
Kakeru: "This mess happened because you didn't contact me before coming!" Sora: "But I DID! I certainly did! I sent a message that said I'm coming over!" Kakeru: "Huh? Really?" Sora: "It didn't say you read it, so I came over assuming you were still asleep!" Kakeru: "That's why you wait until AFTER you see it's read to come over!" Sora: "Coming over is faster!" Kakeru: "Even if it is, ring the damn doorbell!" Sora: "Why do I have to ring the doorbell to my own place?!" Kakeru: "This ISN'T your place! It's mine! Now, beat it!" Sora: "No! I'm not leaving! And you can't make me!" Noa: "In that case, I'll leave, okay? I'm sorry, Sora." Sora: "Ahh, wait, wait, wait. You don't have to apologize like it's that big of a deal! I'm not trying to attack you for anything!" Sora: "By the way, um, this has been on my mind for a while now, but aren't you acting out of character, Senpai?" Noa: "This is so awkward that I can't act cool like I usually do." Sora: "Ahh, well, you have a point. Still, it's kinda cute. Seeing you act so timid is pretty cute." Noa: "..." Sora: "Huh?! You're getting bashful?! Huh? Wait. Now I'M sweating. You're acting way too out of character." Noa: "Give me a second." Sora: "Huh? Um, okay?" Noa: "..." Noa: "All is well now. I'm sorry for losing my composure." Sora: "Huh? You changed back. Must be nice to be able to change on the fly..." Noa: "I sincerely love Kakeru. You may not like that I'm your brother's lover, but I would appreciate it if you gave us your support." Sora: "Oh, um, right. Wow, from one extreme to another. I don't know how to reply..." Kakeru: "So, why are you here anyway?" Sora: "I came to ask you about something you've been neglecting for way too long." Noa: "You're talking about Iris?" Sora: "Yes. That." Kakeru: "I told you that we're set for May 3rd." Sora: "You did, but that's a whole week of nothing. I'm here to suggest that we start preparing now." Kakeru: "'Prepare' is such a loose term in this case..." My plan was to boost everyone's skills by having real combat experience with a berserk User, but no such User has shown up yet. Iris isn't coming to screw with us either. The fact of the matter is that there's nothing we can do. Kakeru: "We just have to wait till it's showtime." Sora: "You want us to just wing it? That doesn't instill confidence at all." Kakeru: "I understand, but all I can really tell you is to make sure you're mentally prepared and that's it. Even if we got the crew together, there wouldn't be any constructive discussion." Sora: "Well, I think getting together would be worthwhile, regardless. After all, Miya, Kosaka-senpai, and, uh... Hm? Uh, wait. Shit, I'm blanking on his name." Kakeru: "Takamine?" Sora: "Yeah! That guy! Everyone including him is probably worried." Sora: "Then again, broham, I assume you'll be doing the fondle fandango and the tongue tango with your new lady friend? Just having a blast every day?" Kakeru: "Y'know, I don't appreciate the way you're coming at me right now." Noa: "...Sora is right. I'll be fine thanks to you, but maybe we should tend to everyone else's mental well-being." Noa: "Why don't we assemble soon? The day before, at worst?" Sora: "Yeah, I like that idea. Doesn't have to be constructive or whatever. I just want to get us all together." Kakeru: "Okay, then. I'll see what the others are up to." Kakeru: "Right, while we're at it, we should have another war council on the 3rd to—" Sophitia: "Stop those plans now." Out from a rift comes Sophie. The tension in the air causes our expressions to harden. Kakeru: "Did something happen?" Sophitia: "The World's Eye has disappeared." Kakeru: "Huh? It disappeared?" Sophitia: "Satsuki's household is in a panic. They say the 'sacred relic' has been stolen." Noa: "Is this Iris's handiwork?" Sophitia: "I presume so. Though I'm not sure if she's off misusing it or she's just hidden it." Kakeru: "You think she hid it?" I feel a fierce sense of unease. Would she... really do that? Sora: "This is a simple question, but the World's Eye is technically Satsuki-chan's, isn't it?" Sora: "So even if she hid it, it would just go back to Satsuki-chan, wouldn't it? Isn't that how Artifacts work?" Sophitia: "The World's Eye isn't the same as other Artifacts. It isn't outfitted to teleport back to its contract-bearer." Sophitia: "It's important that it stays in that space. If it teleported all over the place, then it couldn't act as a seal to the door." Sophitia: "In other words, it doesn't teleport to its contract-bearer, but a designated location. Although at the moment, I'm not sure it's outfitted to do that either." Kakeru: "Because it's damaged? So, basically, she could take it wherever she wants right now." Noa: "If she were to misuse it, what would we be dealing with?" Sophitia: "Sorry, but nothing comes to mind. There's no reason for her to intentionally steal the eye of this world. She already possesses the other eye, after all." Sora: "So, does that mean she hid it?" Sophitia: "That option seems more likely." Kakeru: "This really doesn't feel right. In the other branch, she left it alone and then when we came to destroy it, she swallowed it right in front of us." Kakeru: "Iris is the type to relish in that kind of sick torment." Kakeru: "Even now, she probably already knows that we're going after the World's Eye. So... hiding it? That's not like her." Sophitia: "She might be trying to stall. So that she can fulfill a goal beyond the bounds of mere 'torment'." Noa: "What in the world could she be doing...?" Sophitia: "That I don't know. But I do know... this doesn't bode well." Kakeru: "Yeah... you can say that again." Did I make the wrong choice...? Should we have just brought the fight to her without any delusions of gaining as much combat experience as possible first? I couldn't imagine that going any better, to be honest. But now that the World's Eye has disappeared, we're starting to run out of options. We've lost our one means of dragging out Iris. Sora: "If her goal is that bad, shouldn't we stop her?" Noa: "Our plan was to use the World's Eye to draw Iris out of hiding, but it backfired before we could even put it into action. In other words..." Noa: "We have no means to stop her." Sora: "Are you serious? Isn't that REALLY bad, then?" Noa: "Not if Kakeru uses his power to redo things." Kakeru: "..." I hesitate to reply. Strike Iris first before she has a chance to hide the World's Eye. That's the only option available to us as things stand. But... ... No, that would just be letting Noa down. Noa wants to oppose her and she's fully prepared to abandon her memories—both good and bad. Kakeru: "Right, well, going back to the past and changing course might—" Sophitia: "My, you're jumping the gun. I'd suggest you use your powers better." Kakeru: "Is there something else we can do, then?" Sophitia: "Redoing things is fine. Just not right now." Sophitia: "Doing it AFTER you see what Iris has in store, however, would be more efficient." Kakeru: "Efficient, eh?" Sophitia: "I've told you before, but get this through your head. If you abuse your powers based on 'ifs' and 'maybes', then there's no telling what the repercussions may be." Kakeru: "Yeah, I know. You're right. Now's not the time to use my power." Sora: "Then you mean we'll have to wait till trouble arises?" Kakeru: "Yeah." Sora: "..." Noa: "I know you're opposed to the idea. Both Kakeru and I are as well." Noa: "But Kakeru is the one having the hardest time here. If Kakeru redoes things, our memories will go away, but Kakeru's will remain." Noa: "If an innocent person or... one of us were to die, then Kakeru would have to carry that sorrow alone." Noa: "Kakeru is already hurt enough by all this, so try being a little less coarse with him." Sora: "...I'm sorry." Noa: "No, I should be sorry for sounding condescending." Sophitia: "This somber talk is bringing me down." Sophitia: "In any case, I've informed you all. I'll leave the next course of action in your hands. I'll be keeping track of Iris's movements myself." Kakeru: "Keep us posted." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "This really has turned into one nasty situation." Noa: "What do you think will happen?" Kakeru: "What seems likely? Users go berserk en masse." Sora: "You mean town-wide pandemonium?" Kakeru: "We can only hope it stays within the city..." Sora: "Huh? Are we talking global?" Noa: "I doubt it would come to that, but..." Noa: "If there were relics scattered all over the world, then chaos would already be ensuing by now." Noa: "The fact that it hasn't must mean that they're scattered within a limited area." Noa: "Though that could mean either the whole of Shiromitsugawa or even farther. Either way, the range we're dealing with isn't that big." Noa: "...At least, I hope." Sora: "And say we do see what happens. Will bro-bro be able to handle that?" Kakeru: "It's already too much for me to handle." Sora: "Yeah, well, it is. You're not wrong there, but..." Kakeru: "I can't do it by myself. That's why I assembled a team." Kakeru: "I think I can get things done with everyone's help, but..." Noa: "Don't you dare say that we can pull back if we want to. I walk alongside you. No matter how long, till the bitter end." Sora: "Whoa, talk about cool lines. I wanna try saying that, too." Kakeru: "Sora, I'll ask you again. Will you lend us your help?" Sora: "Huh? Oh. Would you mind if I go home and think about it?" Kakeru: "What...?" Noa: "You must be joking." Sora: "Wait, what's with those reactions?! Why did you naturally assume that I'd be hunky-dory with agreeing?!" Kakeru: "I mean, you..." Noa: "Given the mood..." Sora: "Oh, come on, this is WAY bigger than I ever expected! As big as the world if we're not careful!" Sora: "I can't possibly handle that! That's WAY too heavy for me!" Sora: "I can't save the world! I mean, I'm just your average, ordinary gravure model." Kakeru: "Say what?" Sora: "Huh? What's with the look? Y'wanna go, jackass?!" Kakeru: "Are you blowing a gasket or trying to lighten the mood? Pick one and stick with it." Sora: "I'm doing both!" Noa: "Being scared is understandable. We won't force you into this. No one will blame you if you back out here." Sora: "I'm sorry. I'm game, I'm game. If it's an incident big enough to involve the whole world, then I'm going to get wrapped up in it, regardless." Noa: "True, you're right. There might not be anywhere to run." Sora: "Then I'll stay by my bro-bro's side since it's the safest." Kakeru: "I personally think it's the most dangerous." Sora: "I don't know how it works, but even if you do change the past, isn't it better that I'm somewhere nearby?" Sora: "If I'm all far away and something happens, you might be all, 'Oh no! We're not gonna make it in time!' or 'I can only save either you or Yuuki-senpai!'" Kakeru: "Now that you mention it, you have a point." Noa: "Looks like we should keep everyone together as much as possible going forward." Kakeru: "Smart call. We don't know what or when something'll happen. We can deal with things on the fly better that way, too." Noa: "Then let's try to be together as much as possible during Golden Week." Sora: "Are you sure you want to be with everyone?" Noa: "What do you mean?" Sora: "I mean, are you all right not being alone with bromeo?" Noa: "..." Sora: "Whoa, she blushed at the drop of a hat! I didn't think she'd get shaken so easily, but she's really a pushover!" Noa: "Please don't tease me about... romance. I'm thin-skinned about it and it's awkward to talk about..." Sora: "And she's getting all bashful! So cute! You sure nabbed yourself a winner, lucky dog!" Kakeru: "You really can't stay serious for two seconds, can you?" Sora: "That's my best quality. Anyway, we've got our plans set, so I'll head back home." Noa: "...Already?" Sora: "Yes, there's a certain someone here who only intends on showing her more relaxed side to her boyfriend, and it's making me feel uneasy." Noa: "..." Sora: "She's getting all bashful again! Aww, cuuute!" Kakeru: "She told you not to pick on her. Just leave already." Sora: "Okay, okay, I'm going! This little fly is buzzing off!" Sora: "See ya! Don't do anything naughty, ya hear?!" Kakeru: "Shaddap and get back home safe." Sora: "Yessir. Oh, right. I'mma tell Mom that you've got a girlfriend now." Kakeru: "D-Don't you dare! This news ISN'T for your amusement!" Sora: "Mwahahaha! See ya! See you around too, Senpai!" Noa: "Yes, see you around." Sora boisterously leaves my apartment. Man, can't believe THIS is how we got found out. We even got caught in the act, too. ...Oh well, that aside. Kakeru: "I sure am hungry. Wanna grab a bite to eat?" Noa: "Yeah, let's do that." Kakeru: "Ahh, crap. In that case..." Noa: "Should we invite Sora?" Kakeru: "I do feel kinda bad kicking her out so fast after she made the effort to drop by. Emphasis on 'kinda'." Kakeru: "Then again, if just the two of us would be better, then..." Noa: "No, we've already spent enough time by ourselves." Noa: "A brother and sister should cherish each other." Kakeru: "...Right. Gotcha. I'll shoot her a message, then. I feel like she'll turn me down, but whatever." Noa: "While you do that, I'll get changed." Kakeru: "Gotcha." I pick up my phone and head to the kitchen. I open up LIME and send Sora a message. ... Iris hid the World's Eye, eh? What in the hell is she scheming? Like Sophie said, this definitely doesn't bode well. She's totally crushed our plans. I'm positive that Iris has a very accurate grasp on our moves. In which case... if this is just stalling for time, then she's got to be setting up something wicked beyond our wildest imaginations. I want to shut her down, but... ... I guess all we can do now is wait. Noa: "Did you message her?" Kakeru: "Yeah, I did. She said she'll be waiting at the station. Are you going to change?" Noa: "I wanted to take a shower first, actually..." Kakeru: "Ahh, right, right. I'll tell her it'll be a little bit before we leave." Noa: "I'll try not to take too long." Kakeru: "Take your time. I should probably shower myself." Noa: "We could take one together. Oh, maybe not. That'd probably take even longer." Kakeru: "...Yeah. Let's hold back on any make-out sessions for now. Anyways, I'll change and brush my teeth." Noa: "Okay." I go back to the living room and remove my shirt. ...Time to get past this. I can't keep getting all hot and bothered forever. In order to make sure we're ready for Iris at any time... I'm going to have to constantly be on my toes.
Golden Week passes and May is almost two-thirds of the way over. It's coming on a month since our last contact with Iris. No berserk Users have shown up. No incidents that might be related to Artifact Users either. Naturally, we don't have the slightest idea as to what Iris is scheming. The quiet days roll on as if the Artifacts don't even exist. Renya: "Not much longer until we've conquered the menu here. In retrospect, it's been a long road traveled." Sora: "Do you want to go to Soizeriya instead once we've tried the whole menu? It's a little far, though." Renya: "Let's do that. I've actually never been to Soizeriya before. Hee hee, that'll be a treat." Noa: "...That's not the point of these meetings." Renya: "There's no use in us constantly being on guard. We should loosen up when we need to." Noa: "...I just hope that we don't loosen up too much and get blindsided." Renya: "Well, I personally think that it's more than reasonable to assume nothing will happen." Noa: "Why?" Renya: "Just think about it. We're up against a perennial god whose life spans a millennium." Renya: "She has no need to personally deal with us and our short, finite lifespans." Haruka: "If we're in her way, all she has to do is wait until we die..." Renya: "Exactly my point." Sora: "Yeesh, that's taking stalling to the absolute extreme." Renya: "Kakeru Niimi, you see the future and avoid fated peril, correct? In that case, all she has to do is wait until your years are up." Kakeru: "If she sees us as that much of a threat, she just might, but..." Kakeru: "I think it's highly likely that she's waiting for her link with Ms. Naruse to be complete." Noa: "Has this 'Ms. Naruse' of yours shown any changes?" Kakeru: "I've tried subtly asking her about it, but she doesn't seem to even be aware of Iris's existence." Kakeru: "Have you picked up on anything, Kujo?" Miyako: "Not really. Ever since I talked to her about the exorcism, she's been showing some concern for me, but..." Miyako: "She probably doesn't even know about the Artifacts. If she did, I think she would have a different attitude..." Kakeru: "Right? It doesn't look like Iris is using Ms. Naruse's body yet in this branch." Noa: "Is there a chance she's already hijacked her body?" Kakeru: "Ahh, well, maybe." Miyako: "Nothing about her feels out of the ordinary, though..." Renya: "I only attend classes a few times during the week. Have you noticed anything, Kosaka-kun?" Haruka: "N-No, nothing at all..." Noa: "...If she actually is going to simply wait for us to die off, then we're out of options." Sora: "Yeah, seeing as how if she keeps herself to the other world, we can't touch her." Kakeru: "I think her hiding the World's Eye means that she needs Ms. Naruse's body. Otherwise, she'd have no problem with having it destroyed." Kakeru: "That's why I feel like she'll make her move sooner rather than later." Renya: "Hmm, I see. She would essentially have no need to protect the Artifact if she were just going to wait for us to die." Haruka: "Then is it also possible that she isn't stalling for time... but simply needs the World's Eye for whatever she plans on doing?" Kakeru: "Ah, yeah. I'd say so. Considering Iris, I think that's highly probable." Sora: "Still, what's to say? We still don't have answers. This whoooole month, we've been basically talking in circles." Noa: "You're right. In the end, all we can do is wait." Miyako: "Then it's best to do nothing, right? Maybe she'll end up giving up." Noa: "We can only hope to be so lucky. Kujo-san, you don't have work today?" Miyako: "Huh? Oh, no, I'm fine today. I'm not on the schedule." Noa: "I see. That's good. We might be flexible with our time, but meeting up every day must be a huge burden on you." Miyako: "Don't worry. I have some wiggle room myself." Sora: "But us being together the whole time until something happens is gonna be tough, isn't it? None of us will be able to make any plans of our own." Kakeru: "True. As concerned as I am, I admit it's not a very practical idea, so maybe we should cut back on how much we meet up." Renya & Haruka: "..." Sora: "I'd say that seems to be sad news for about two people present." Renya: "Our meetings here... have been my one joy in life." Haruka: "I-I'm sorry. I've... also been enjoying them a normal amount." Noa: "We'd only be cutting back on our activities as the Valhalla Society. You're free to meet up as friends." Renya: "Heh. As friends, eh? In that case, why not a rousing session of karaoke?" Renya: "Well, Kakeru Niimi?" Kakeru: "Why are you singling ME out? We might as well all go together." Renya: "You know that girls listening to you in the midst of singing is embarrassing." Kakeru: "...Says the person who acts WAY more embarrassing on a daily basis." Noa: "Let's end things for today. Thanks for coming. You're all free to—" Noa: "...?" Noa cuts herself off and looks out the window with a puzzled expression. Kakeru: "What's wrong?" Noa: "...There's a lot of commotion outside, isn't there?" Kakeru: "Huh?" I look out the window, too. Sora: "What's going on? There are people running in full sprint." Miyako: "It looks like something happened." Kakeru: "I have a REALLY bad feeling about—" Kakeru: "...!" A woman shrieks. All my hair stands on end. My bad feeling was right! Sora: "Huh? What was that?! What? What? What?" Haruka: "C-Could it be..." Renya: "God making her move? Or another incident?" Kakeru: "...I'll go take a look. You guys stay here." Noa: "I'll go too." Miyako: "B-Be careful." Noa and I exit the diner. Kakeru: "What the...?" I hear a fierce yell from afar. Scores of people come running from the direction of it. Some of them are bleeding from their heads. I hear someone scream, "They're psycho! Help!" Noa: "...Kakeru." Noa touches my arm. Noa: "We don't know if Iris is behind this. It might be a non-powered psychopath." Noa: "But we can stop him." Kakeru: "...Let's get everyone." Noa: "Right!" We're about to turn back to go inside, but that's when it happens. Noa: "Wait." Noa grabs me to stop me. A girl who ran away from the scene clutches her chest as she pants profusely, staggers, and squats in place. Noa: "I'll help evacuate her. You get everyone else." Kakeru: "Sure thi—" I stop in my tracks yet again. There are symbols on the squatting girl's face and arms, emitting a dull glow. Noa: "Stigma...?" Kakeru: "And all over her body. That girl is berserk!" Noa: "...It's not just her." Kakeru: "...Hold on, you can't be serious here." Another person, and another. They crumple, collapse, and writhe. As if they're being poisoned, their Stigmata erode their bodies. Noa: "Multiple ability-wielders going berserk at the same time? Or are they being hit with some sort of attack?" Kakeru: "That Stigma..." They're all the same. I remember now. In the other branch. The person who bullied Senpai, Koumoto. That's the same pattern as his Stigma. No mistaking it! Kakeru: "It's Iris. Iris is up to something!" Miyako: "Niimi-kun!" Kujo and the others scramble out of the diner. She tries to say something, but she's left speechless. Miyako: "This can't be. Even outside?" Kakeru: "It's inside, too?" Haruka: "Y-Yes. There are people inside who suddenly started writhing in pain..." Sora: "We figured this was bad news and came outside to tell you, but... Wh-What is actually going on here?" Kakeru: "This is Iris's handiwork. A big group of Users are going berserk all at once!" Renya: "A group of Users... Inconceivable." Renya: "The people writhing in pain before us, the people inside the diner, the people running amok from yonder?" Renya: "There's easily over ten of them. Are you saying this many Users had been in hiding this entire time? All without doing anything—good or bad?" Noa: "We can think about it later." I follow Noa's gaze. The first woman starts to slowly stand up. Her eyes are askew, her pupils dilated, and drool hangs out of her partly open mouth. ...She's completely lost control of her mind. Noa: "We should fall back. Before those people start moving." Kakeru: "You can't use your power to incapacitate them before they go on the move?" Noa: "I can't. They're just in pain right now. I can't judge someone who is innocent." Kakeru: "So it has to be after they start going crazy?" Sora: "Um, g-got a plan?" Renya: "We should make our decision with haste. Otherwise, we won't be able to flee." Kakeru: "Good point. First, we slip out of this chaos and get somewhere safe." Kakeru: "Then, we can hear Sophie's report. I'm sure she's been investigating what's going on. Our first step is getting a handle on the situation." Noa: "Roger that." Kakeru: "Kosaka-senpai. I'm not sure how far you can manage, but would you be able to keep those people asleep and calm down any rampaging people?" Haruka: "Y-Yes. I'll give it a shot!" Kakeru: "Kujo, if we run into any rampaging people, then can you steal their sight? As long as you incapacitate them, any other method'll do, too." Miyako: "Right, got it." Kakeru: "Sora, use your power on all of us. It's fine if the effect isn't very strong." Sora: "O-Okay." Kakeru: "I'll lead. Takamine, you take second position. Got it?" Renya: "I'm your rear unit, then? Fine by me. Leave it to me." Kakeru: "Lena." Lena: "Yo." Kakeru: "Keep lookout around us. If we get attacked, show no mercy." Lena: "Aye, aye." Kakeru: "All right, let's go!" We start running with the flow of people fleeing the scene. If we're looking for Iris, then we probably should be trying to head for the center of the chaos, but rushing in headlong without a plan is way too reckless. First, we need to understand the situation. So, for now, we run! Berserk Man: "Gaaaaaaaaah!" Haruka: "Ah, eep!" Kakeru: "Dammit! Hey, Kujo!" Miyako: "I'm on it!" A man comes charging at us from our side. Kujo raises her left hand with her glowing Stigma toward him. Berserk Man: "...Grk!" I assume she's stolen his sight. However, it only makes him flinch briefly. Berserk Man: "Gaaaaaaaah!!" He makes a beeline right for us. Lena: "Go on ahead. I'll handle this." Renya: "No, leave this one to me." Takamine steps in between Lena and the man and gets into a stance. Renya: "This is an emergency, so forgive me if I get rough with you." Berserk Man: "Ghaaah!" Renya: "True Wolf Style - Sakasagenzan!" Berserk Man: "...?!" With smooth, flowing movements, Takamine sidesteps and tosses the rushing man. Unable to break his fall, the man slams to the ground headfirst. Lena: "Wait, you... Holy shit, that sounded like a nasty fall..." Renya: "I was holding back, but that might have been too clean of a throw. You don't think he's de—" Berserk Man: "Gah!!" The man gets up immediately, causing even Takamine to flinch. Renya: "Is he invulnerable? You can't be serious!" Noa: "My turn now. Violence against others. I've recognized your crime. The Order, activate." Noa: "Punishment!" Berserk Man: "Gaa... ngh..." Noa's power causes the man to lose consciousness and drop to the ground. This time, he seems totally incapacitated. Noa: "...The damage is spreading at a rapid rate." This is pandemonium. It's hard to even tell WHERE the center of this madness is now. There are crazed Users running amok all over the place. Haruka: "I'm sorry. The scale of this is too big... and I don't think I can stop it on my own." Noa: "I can incapacitate contract-bearers with The Order, but..." Lena: "How many can one person manage? You're not gonna be able to put 'em all down even if you stay here till sundown." Noa: "Yes, I know. We have to strike down the person who incited this chaos." Sora: "Then... can we even contain this?" Kakeru: "We'll worry about that later. Let's just move for now." Renya: "Yes, but what do we do? From the looks of things, no place is safe." Miyako: "Maybe the park? Ah, no, with the situation like this..." Sora: "What about your apartment, bro? It should be totally safe there." Kakeru: "It should, but it's a little far." Noa: "But it's a safe bet. We'll go to your apartmen—" Berserk Woman: "Gaah!" Lena: "Whoa there." Lena lightly pushes Noa and stands in between her and the charging woman. Berserk Woman: "Aaaaaaah!!" Lena: "Hey, shut the fuck up, will ya?!" Lena slams a high kick into the side of the woman's skull. She then raises her leg high and crowns the woman with an axe kick. Then, to finish her off, she delivers an intense front kick, sending the lady flying. Lena: "And stay down, ya pest." Renya: "And you thought my handling was nasty? Not even showing mercy to a woman, eh?" Lena: "Put a sock in it. Anyway, make a decision pronto. They're gonna keep comin'." Haruka: "U-Um, if we can't go far away, then what about the shrine? I don't think anyone would be there." Haruka: "Oh, but everyone probably has the same idea, so that might not work..." Kakeru: "No... let's try it. The shrine grounds might not be safe, but..." Sora: "Oh! Satsuki-chan's house!" Kakeru: "Yeah, we'll lie low at her house. Senpai's right in that it's closer than my house." Noa: "It's settled, then. Let's go." We head straight for the shrine. Fortunately, the chaos doesn't seem to have spread over here just yet. It's just as quiet as it usually is. Renya: "Kosaka-kun's hunch was right." Haruka: "Th-Thank goodness. But it won't be long before it gets here, too, right?" Kakeru: "Let's get into Ms. Naruse's house while we still can." Sora: "...But what if her grandpa starts acting strange, too?" Kakeru: "...I don't wanna think about that." Miyako: "It seems okay here. Looks like no one's around." Noa: "It might just be me being paranoid, but it's so quiet that it's eerie." Lena: "Who cares? Let's get our asses inside already." Kakeru: "Yeah. Let's get her to let us hole up for a bit." Renya: "No, wait. We've already secured our safety. Any further discussion should take place here." Renya: "Yes, we would be even safer if they provided shelter, but getting an adult involved would just complicate matters and take time that we don't have." Sora: "Well, yeah, we would have to explain what's going on, wouldn't we? 'Take shelter because it's dangerous out there', and whatnot." Renya: "Any responsible adult wouldn't let us go outside in that situation. At worst, we'll be stuck, unable to do anything." Kakeru: "Ah, yeah, I get you now. Asking Sophie right here might be the better idea after all, then." Sophitia: "If you are all ready to listen, I'm prepared to talk." Right on time, Sophie shows up. We walk away from the front entrance and listen to her report in a less conspicuous location just to be safe. Noa: "So, is Iris the person making all these relic contract-bearers go berserk en masse?" Sophitia: "Almost certainly, but the people in a frenzy aren't Users." Kakeru: "Then why do they have Stigmata?" Sophitia: "This is just a guess and it might be a long explanation, but..." She trails off into a short pause. Once I nod to assure her that neither of those things bother us, Sophie resumes speaking. Sophitia: "I don't know how much of this you can comprehend, so just try to follow even if some words get lost in translation." Sophitia: "The people of my world utilize magic. And magic activates by routing power from your soul into a constructed magic formula." Sophitia: "Anyone can construct a magic formula, but talent is necessary to route power into them. Those without talent are incapable of using magic." Sophitia: "That is why there's been so much active research into finding ways for any and all to use magic." Sophitia: "One of the solutions to that was the Artifacts. Tools inscribed with magical formulas beforehand that would automatically execute the activation process." Noa: "If that was only one of the solutions, it implies that they researched other ways as well, right?" Sophitia: "More ways than you could count. However, there was one more way they researched just as actively as the Artifacts." Sophitia: "And that was inscribing the magic formula—the current to route the magic—directly onto a person. Or to put it in simple terms..." Sophitia: "Turning a person into an Artifact." Kakeru: "If that's what you're telling us now, that means..." Miyako: "The enraged people out there... were turned into living Artifacts?" Haruka: "So the marks glowing on their bodies aren't Stigmata. They're this magic formula?" Sophitia: "A Stigma is also a magic formula. To be precise, it's a part of one." Sophitia: "When using an Artifact, the magic formula is inscribed onto your body." Sophitia: "The more you use it, the deeper it inscribes itself. That is what Stigma erosion is." Sophitia: "A Stigma erodes your entire body. Or in other words, if all of the magic formula inscribes itself on your body, the magic you activate will be that much stronger." Sophitia: "However, it throws your soul into disorder. The magic formula will disrupt the flow of its power." Sophitia: "It wouldn't be a problem if it only made your soul power stronger, but the people of this world are too weak in general, so they can't endure the strain." Sophitia: "That is what going berserk entails. Your soul weakens, insanity sets in, and finally, when you're no longer able to control the magic, you self-destruct." Renya: "Ah, so that's it. So she's intentionally making people go berserk by forcing magic formulas on their bodies and weakening their souls, then." Kakeru: "How is Iris inscribing these magic formulas on this many people, though?" Sophitia: "That I don't know. There are a lot of Artifacts that not even I am familiar with. I couldn't even guess what it might be." Noa: "Then how are they all going berserk at once? If she's just inscribing magic formulas, then everyone should have their own thresholds for going berserk." Sophitia: "This is also just an assumption, but I believe Iris is routing power into them." Sophitia: "And she might need the World's Eye in order to do so. In order to link with the magic formula-inscribed people and control the timing for when they go berserk." Sora: "Hm? Which means... if we just defeat Iris..." Sophitia: "They might settle down. There's absolutely no guarantee, though." Kakeru: "If there's even the slightest chance open to us, we've got no choice but to take a gamble." Kakeru: "We find Iris and defeat her." Sora: "But how do we find her?" Kakeru: "...Well, yeah, that's the problem." Miyako: "If she's controlling the Artifact-transformed people from the other world, then we're not going to have any way to find her." Noa: "We just have to act under the assumption that that's not possible. Fortunately, we have Haruka with us." Haruka: "Oh. Right! I'll imagine finding Iris-san...!" Renya: "For our first location... Why not start near the station? That's where the panic first broke out." Kakeru: "Right. We'll have to rely on your power, Senpai." Kakeru: "But honestly, it's very likely that she's going to come and taunt us someho—" Satsuki: "Oh, Niimi-kun!" Kakeru: "Huh?" Someone suddenly calls my name and I turn around. Ms. Naruse...? ...No! Satsuki: "Thank goodness I managed to find you. I was so worri—" Kakeru: "Lena!" Lena: "Oraah!!" Sora: "Wait, hold on, broski, what are you doing?!" Kakeru: "Stay back! That's NOT Ms. Naruse!" Iris: "You're terrible. And after I delivered what you wanted. You wanted to see me, didn't you?" Kakeru: "Iris!" Miyako: "No way. She's controlling Ms. Naruse?" Renya: "'Possessing' would be more accurate in this case." Haruka: "Then, Ms. Naruse is..." Noa: "Our enemy." Iris: "Hahaha." She cockily chuckles. I can't believe she's really come out of hiding on her own...! Iris: "I was planning on making sport of you while pretending to be Satsuki, but you figured me out so fast that I'm frankly disappointed." Iris: "It seems that girl is capable of killing me. So, unfortunately, I'll be taking my leave." Noa: "You're not going anywhere! Punishment!!" Iris: "Oh my, scary." Noa: "Ngh! That should have gotten her...!" Iris: "Little fool. I've obviously prepared myself against you." Noa: "...A barrier!" Kakeru: "Everyone, let's go! Just like we planned! We take her down here and now!" Miyako: "Right!" Sora: "O-Okay!" Haruka: "I-I'll do my best!" Renya: "God-slaying, eh? Heh. I'm pulsating at the thought." Lena: "Let's do this thing!" Iris: "My, how annoying. I hate that sort of ethic." Iris suddenly vanishes and reappears far away. She used the teleportation Artifact! Iris: "So long then. Let's enjoy the chaos together, shall we?" Lena: "Get your ass back here!" Lena: "Ngh! You piece of shit!" Lena kicks off the ground. We let her get away...! We've completely lost her...! Sora: "Teleportation is cheating. How are we supposed to catch THAT?" Kakeru: "We're cutting off her teleportation. Kujo?" Miyako: "Yes?" Kakeru: "I need you to steal the teleport Artifact." Miyako: "Okay. Just one thing..." Kakeru: "Don't worry. I've seen what the Artifact looks like. Just read my memories for it." Miyako: "Read them? Um, you mean steal your memories, right? Can I pull that off, I wonder?" Kakeru: "I'm thinking of it right now, so it should be easier to take. Even if you take the wrong memory, you can just give it back with no risk to anyone, so give it a try, all right?" Miyako: "A-All right." Kujo points her left hand at me. Miyako: "The Artifact's memory..." Her Stigma glows dimly and momentarily whites everything out. By the time the light recedes, Kujo lowers her left hand. Kakeru: "Well?" Miyako: "Yeah. I can do it... I think. A skull pendant, right?" Kakeru: "Yes, that." Miyako: "Great. Also, um..." Miyako: "..." Miyako: "No, sorry. It's nothing." She slowly shakes her head. My guess? I ended up sharing my emotions from when I killed that User. Either that or she read the things I kept to myself so that I wouldn't damage everyone's morale. She can only steal the teleportation Artifact if Ms. Naruse has it in her possession. In other words, if Iris's main body in the other world has it, then not even Kujo's ability can take it. And in that case, it's checkmate. For now, we can only run off the assumption that Ms. Naruse DOES have the Artifact on her. Kakeru: "I'm only guessing, but since Iris swallows all her Artifacts, it would be inside Ms. Naruse's body." Kakeru: "But I know that you can pull out things from inside bodies so long as you have a solid mental image of them." Kakeru: "So, you're going to get in range and quickly—uhh, scratch that. Before we even do that." Kakeru: "Sora?" Sora: "Yes?" Kakeru: "Use your ability to erase the barrier." Sora: "Okay. I have zero confidence that I can do it, but I'll try." Kakeru: "You'll be fine. Kosaka-senpai?" Haruka: "B-Boost everyone's abilities... Right?" Kakeru: "Yes, if you could. Senpai handles buffs. Sora erases the barrier. Kujo steals the Artifact. And lastly..." Noa: "I take down Iris." Kakeru: "...Can you do it?" Noa: "Don't worry. I'm sure now. I can beat Iris." Noa: "My rage is trumping my trauma. Once we find her, I WILL judge her...!" Kakeru: "All right. I'll leave it to you." Kakeru: "Lena and myself along with Takamine will deal with the berserk Users. Noa, you and the others concentrate on Iris." Lena: "Copy that." Renya: "Understood. But how will they be doing that? They can't really do anything unless they track her down." Haruka: "I'll try and, um, imagine my best!" Lena: "Sure, but you can't do squat if she's warpin' all over the place. You're never gonna catch up to her." Sora: "If I use my power to erase our presences... Ah, that won't work. My power isn't THAT strong." Haruka: "I'm sorry. If I could just use my power better, then we probably could manage that, but..." Noa: "No need to apologize. Hypothesizing over worst case scenarios isn't going to get us anywhere." Noa: "Even as we speak, the damage is spreading." Noa: "If there's no other option, then we just need to take action." Sophitia: "I have an option for you." Sophie speaks up after remaining silent the entire time. Sophitia: "It took a tad longer than I expected, but I know Iris's location. In rather accurate detail." Sora: "Wow, for real? That's great!" Noa: "Why is it that you know now?" Sophitia: "She's discharging energy in order to make all these people go berserk. I can find her now that her signature is this obvious." Sophitia: "Iris's presence is all over the place, but I can feel one source of power bigger than the rest." Sophitia: "I'm sure that's where Iris is." Kakeru: "All right, then focus all your efforts toward buffing everyone's abilities, Kosaka-senpai." Haruka: "R-Right. Understood!" Kakeru: "Are you all ready?" Noa: "This time I am for sure." Miyako: "I'm ready, too." Sora: "I-I'm not. Ah, screw it, I am! All good!" Haruka: "I'll try. My best, that is. And I hope everyone else does, too!" Renya: "Heh heh heh. Let's give this wicked god a full taste of what we're made of." Lena: "Let's get our asses in gear. People might be dyin' out there!" Kakeru: "Right, we've gotta stop her quick." Kakeru: "Sophie, you handle navigation." Sophitia: "Yes, leave it to me." Kakeru: "Let's go, everyone!" Noa: "Right!" Miyako: "Let's do it!" Sora: "A-All right, here we go!" Haruka: "We can do it. We can...!" Renya: "Mwahahaha! Follow me!" Lena: "Hey, quit gettin' all excited. God, I swear..."
We exit the shrine and head back into the mayhem. We scope out the situation from behind a building. Sora: "Holy crap, this is scary. It's like some sort of riot you'd see in a foreign country." Sora's right. Things couldn't get any worse. An old lady with wild, bloodshot eyes bites the arm of a salaryman. A college-aged guy mounts a man in coveralls and whales on him with his fists while bellowing like a beast. Guys and girls dressed in our school's uniform point their phones at this carnage and take videos without even trying to flee or step in to help. Naturally, they get attacked as well, causing them to run off screaming. ...It's the very picture of hell. Sora: "Scratch riot, this is a freaking zombie flick. This is terrifying..." Renya: "I can hear sirens, but there's not a police officer in sight." Noa: "No, they're here." Noa points. There is indeed a police officer there. He's grabbing a nearby man. But it's not to subdue him. Miyako: "A Stigma on his face. Even the police are being manipulated?" Haruka: "Is the magic formula... infecting people? Like everyone turns out like that once it hits them?" Sophitia: "An infection... It's possible. An application of familiar-making, perhaps." Sophitia: "Using the Artifact-transformed people's bodily fluids as a medium to spread the magic formula." Sophitia: "Seems you should avoid getting bitten by one of them." Sora: "Cripes, this really IS a full-blown zombie flick now... This is NOT good at all." Renya: "I see. Zombies, eh? In that case, let's call them the 'infected'. It's necessary to keep the nomenclature consistent to avoid confusion." Sora: "Oh, God... Let's be careful not to get infected, then." Sophitia: "It may be more likely that rather than an infection through bodily fluids, this is the result of Iris expanding her territory. People with low resistance are getting turned into Artifacts first." Sophitia: "In which case, you'll eventually turn out like that standing around here for too long. You're already right in the midst of her territory." Kakeru: "If we end up getting infected too, then there'll be no one around who can stop them. We've got to hurry if we want to contain this damage as much as possible." Kakeru: "Sophie, lead the way." Sophitia: "Keep going straight here." Lena: "Straight ahead, y'say?" Lena's face tenses up. That's right into the middle of the chaos. We would have to basically cut across hell. Sora: "Um, what do you say we search for a safer detour?" Noa: "We might end up spending our strength before confronting Iris, so I think we should do that if we can, but..." She sticks her head out and looks around. Noa: "Everywhere is pretty much the same." Renya: "Seems that we'll just be wearing ourselves out for nothing by taking a detour." Sora: "It does. Sorr—" Sora: "Gaaaaah!" A sharp pop echoes, causing everyone including Sora to flinch. Sora: "Huh? What was that? What?" Haruka: "Was that... a gunshot?" Sora: "No way!" Miyako: "Wh-Where did it come from? Was the officer forced to fire his weapon?" Lena: "'Forced', my goddamn foot. He just got so excited he decided to fire a round off." Noa: "The infected police officer is shooting..." Renya: "I assume the riot squad will be here soon. If we have a militia of armed infected to deal with next, we're going to be in real trouble." Kakeru: "It's going to look even more like hell on earth if that happens..." Kakeru: "We don't have time for detours. We're taking the shortest path." Kakeru: "Sophie, straight ahead, right?" Sophitia: "Yes. Straight ahead. I'll tell you every time I sense her moving." Kakeru: "Appreciate it. All right, then." I release a short sigh. Okay. Breathe in, breathe out. There're officers with guns sprinkled among this rioting crowd. We can handle anyone who comes attacking, but catching a stray bullet and dying on the spot is entirely possible as well. I'm scared shitless, but I have to brace up. Move forward. Kakeru: "Lena, Takamine, we're going to clear a path." Lena: "Don't try to act all cool, Captain. You've barely ever been in a fight before." Renya: "Heh. A good commander should be cocky. Leave this to us." Renya: "Now, let's go, Lena-kun!" Lena: "Quit tryin' to boss me around, ya annoyin' twit. YOU follow ME." Renya: "Hahaha. Fine. Let's go and test their mettle, shall we?" Lena: "God, you're a creep..." The two dash out from behind the building. All right...! Kakeru: "We're moving, too!" Noa: "Right. Everyone stay close and don't stray!" Haruka: "R-Right!" Sora: "Let's hold hands! Buddy system, people!" Miyako: "Right, let's get out there!" I dash with everything I've got. I'm coming for you, Iris! Infected Student: "Ggaaaaahhh!" Lena: "Orah! Outta the way!" Renya: "True Wolf Style - Rasensho!" Infected Student: "Gaaah!" Lena: "Heh, pushovers." Renya: "Keep vigilant. They're still coming! True Wolf Style - Tenso!" Lena: "Can you fight WITHOUT sayin' each of your stupid move names?!" Renya: "You should shout them, too. It gives your attacks more impact." Lena: "Yeah, get... real!" Renya: "And just what is with YOUR physical abilities? I'm envious beyond belief." Lena: "I ain't a human, and the Captain's impromptu know-how all comes from fightin' games. So the only moves I can use are needlessly flashy. Orahh!!" Renya: "Oh, you won't be besting me. True Wolf Style - Ryushinkyaku!" The two clear out the rioters while cracking banter. Miyako: "They're amazing." Haruka: "Takamine-kun's moves... He's perfectly replicating moves from the anime. I want to get a video later..." Sora: "What a time to have your head in the clouds, jeez. He is pretty amazing, though..." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Noa, hold it in. You need to conserve your power for Iris." Noa: "I know. And either way, I wouldn't be able to use The Order to the fullest now that I know that these people are being manipulated." Noa: "I'll let those two handle things for no—" Infected Salaryman: "Gaah!" Noa: "...!" Kakeru: "Noa!" I impulsively tackle the man who blindsides us. As the man staggers, I reel back my fist and swing it toward his face. Infected Salaryman: "Grrrh!" But he doesn't go down...! Dammit, I guess I can't match up to Takamine and Lena! Renya: "True Wolf Style - Ura Ryuten!" Infected Salaryman: "...!!" Renya: "Are you all right?" Kakeru: "Yeah, thanks. Sorry." Renya: "Don't use your fists. You might just break them if not careful." Kakeru: "R-Right. Got it." Renya: "You keep watch on these girls. A steady watch." After helping me, Takamine gallantly rushes back to the frontline. Sora: "So cool... He's totally the 'friendly rival saving the inexperienced protag' role." Haruka: "They're going to make a good slash pairing..." Sora: "Yeah. Wait, huh? What did you just say? A what?" Noa: "...Thank you, Kakeru." Kakeru: "Don't thank me. I wish I learned how to fight, too. My fist hurts like hell." Miyako: "...! Another gunshot! Niimi-kun! There's a police officer with his gun out right behind us!" Lena: "Hey! Get the lead out, Captain! This ain't the time for a break!" Kakeru: "Dammit...! Let's go, everyone!" Lena: "Ora ora! Make way! Make way!" Renya: "True Wolf Style - Kigokusho!" Sophitia: "Be careful. She's close." Heeding Sophie's warning, we all quickly take cover. The train station plaza. The place where this mayhem most likely started. We've managed to make it all the way here without a scratch thanks to Takamine and Lena's help. Everyone's already evacuated, so—no, I should be saying... everyone's already been infected. We're the only sane ones left. Everyone has vacant stares and their mouths are hanging half open. Just like Sora said earlier, they're wandering around aimlessly like a pack of zombies. Noa: "..." Noa has a horrible grimace on her face. There are several people within view who are on the ground... not moving. Those people are probably already... Kakeru: "...Noa." Noa: "...Thank you, but I'm fine." Noa: "My rage... is covering up my fear." Noa: "...Don't worry, I can do this." Kakeru: "I get it. I won't say anything else." Renya: "No more opposition left, I see. It seems that everyone's been reduced to an infected, police included." Noa: "As far as I can see, a lot of the infected have no injuries. Looks like the theory about magic formulas showing up on those who step into her territory was right." Kakeru: "Are you guys all right? How do you feel?" Sora: "I'm doing just fine. Maybe Users are resistant or something?" Miyako: "If I recall, everyone has their own amount of resistance, right? I don't think I'm very strong, but I'm fine for the time being, I guess." Noa: "I'm fine as well. Nothing feels even slightly out of the ordinary." Haruka: "I-I'm fine as well." Renya: "I'm all right, naturally." Lena: "Okay, Captain and the others I can understand, but why are YOU hunky-dory? You ain't no User, right?" Renya: "Because I have trained myself. I implore you not to group me in with the riff-raff." Lena: "Man, I really don't get this guy. Crazy combat skills included." Noa: "And you, Kakeru? Are you doing all right?" Kakeru: "Yeah, I'm fine, too. But like Sophie said, we might all turn out like that in time." Noa: "Right. We need to eliminate Iris immediately." Kakeru: "I agree, but..." I take another look around the area. ...It's filled with infected. It's really like a zombie outbreak. It's making me want to barricade myself in that shopping mall over there. Sora: "Oh, God, I knew this'd be on the news. Look, look." Sora shows everyone her phone screen. Miyako: "'Terrorism Descends on Shiromitsugawa'... Looks like even the trains have stopped." Renya: "Hmm, if this is being recognized as a terrorist attack, then they just might mobilize the SAT or the JSDF." Haruka: "Meaning loads of people with guns are going to be coming... right?" Noa: "The longer we draw this out, the stronger Iris's forces become. If they start shooting up the place, then we're not going to stand a chance." Sora: "So, um, sorry. You might get mad at me for asking in this situation, but can I call my parents?" Sora: "I didn't notice since I had my phone set to silent, but I have a ton of missed calls and texts..." Kakeru: "Ah, crap. I didn't set mine to silent. I should do that now while I have the chance." Lena: "...If your phone didn't ring this whole time, does that mean your parents didn't try to contact you?" Kakeru: "Don't say it aloud..." Lena: "Do they have any love for you at all?" Kakeru: "Hey, shut up. They just have trust in me." Renya: "I received no contact either. But fret not, Kakeru Niimi. That is simply how parents treat their sons... I think." Kakeru: "Welp, we both have issues. You guys should contact your parents now while we still have a chance." Miyako: "Right, doing that now." Noa: "I don't want to lie to my parents, but I don't really feel I have a choice given the circumstances." Haruka: "Oh, I have texts, too. I should respond." Everyone (sans Takamine and myself) pulls out their phones and starts texting their parents. They're probably not going to text me, but I'll keep my phone on silent for now. Sora: "And there. Okay." Once Sora finishes, everyone else starts wrapping up their messaging. They put away their phones and look back up. Kakeru: "You all good?" Miyako: "Yeah, we're good." Renya: "I've been observing the infected for a while now, but they don't seem to have any clear pattern to their movements." Renya: "Although if we could've figured out their pattern, then we would have been able to move on without combat." Sora: "But you know... I really don't like the idea of attacking someone innocent. How do they tell who's friend or foe?" Renya: "It's based on whether or not they have traces of Iris's magical energy, isn't it?" Kakeru: "Maybe they'd mistake us for friends if we could take on some of Sophie's magical energy." Sophitia: "Don't just assume. I don't have the means to do that." Kakeru: "...Yeah, I kinda figured." Miyako: "Then we have no choice but to search while hiding so we don't get caught?" Noa: "Sora, are you still using your power?" Sora: "I was at first, but I've stopped now. It's not working at all." Kakeru: "The effect is just too weak with this many people, huh?" Sora: "Yeah. No dice. Almost zero effect. God, how shitty is my ability?" Noa: "Haruka. What about your power boost?" Haruka: "I-I'm doing it. I have been the entire time." Sora: "Boosted or not, I'm the problem here. I'm freaking useless." Noa: "..." Noa: "How about you focus solely on boosting Sora's power?" Noa: "I have a feeling that focusing on one person rather than everyone will help you form a more concrete mental image." Haruka: "Ahh. I-I'll give it a shot!" Kakeru: "Sora, you release your power from me, Lena, and Takamine. That'll lessen the strain." Noa: "And from me, too." Renya: "But you're our trump card." Noa: "First, we need Sora's ability active or Kujo-san won't be able to steal the relic and I won't be able to land a hit with The Order." Noa: "That's why you should prioritize protecting yourself, Sora. Then, Kujo-san." Noa: "Because I am the trump card, my priority is the lowest." Noa: "Iris seems to be keeping tabs on me, so I can draw her attention. It'll give us a considerable chance at Sora and Kujo-san's abilities doing the job." Noa: "If she weren't able to see me, then it would just put her on guard for no reason. And if that happens, then we won't be able to make a chance for ourselves." Renya: "Now I see. You might indeed be correct." Noa: "Let's split into two groups. Sora, Kujo-san, and Haruka will hide using Sora's ability." Noa: "Meanwhile, the rest of us will find Iris while avoiding the infected." Noa: "If we can successfully avoid detection and draw her attention, then..." Sora: "We can hit her off guard before she warps out. Right?" Noa: "Right. You and Kujo-san will team up to seal off Iris's barrier and teleportation. If it works out, then she's ours." Noa: "I don't think it's a bad strategy. How about it?" Miyako: "I think it's solid." Sora: "Do you mind if I try first? I might not be able to handle three people even with Kosaka-senpai boosting my power." Haruka: "Um, in that case, I should go with Noa-chan. If your power gets weaker the more people there are, then I think just two people would be better..." Noa: "Well, I would like to protect Haruka as well, but..." Kakeru: "We'll have Sora and Kujo launch the sneak attack, then. We don't have the time to test anything. We fail, we get caught immediately." Sora: "There's no guarantee that even two people will be fine. I'm hella scared." Sophitia: "Being faint of heart will reflect in your ability. A strong mind equates to a strong power. Have confidence." Sora: "Confidence. O-Okay! I'll give it a go!" Kakeru: "Just focus on not letting those zombies notice you. You can stay hidden here the whole time, if you want." Sora: "Ahh, right. There's no real need for us to bum-rush the crowd, is there?" Kakeru: "Besides, it might not even work on Iris. Or maybe I should say, I wouldn't be surprised if she's already caught wind of us." Sora: "Maaan, why do you have to rain on my parade? If she's already wise to us, she'd just run off no matter what we do, wouldn't she?" Kakeru: "No, I doubt she'd run. At least, not until things look dire." Miyako: "How are you so sure?" Kakeru: "Because that's how her personality works. I can't imagine her simply running all over to escape us." Sophitia: "She is probably giving you hope so that the despair will be even more crushing." Kakeru: "Right, that's the twisted way she operates." Lena: "You sure can badmouth someone when they're technically right in front of ya, y'know." Sophitia: "I don't care. It's the truth. Kakeru, please continue." Kakeru: "Wh-Whoops, sorry. Anyway, there's a reason why she's still here." Kakeru: "She told us to 'revel in the chaos together', but there's no chaos to be found here, is there?" Noa: "The infection has spread completely, so the chaos is ending in a certain sense." Kakeru: "Right, that's my point. If she wants to see people fight among each other, this shouldn't be the place she'd be." Renya: "Essentially, we're being lured in, are we?" Kakeru: "Maybe. Luring us to a place that gives her the upper hand and allows her to better torment us, that is." Kakeru: "So, like I said, I doubt she'll run away. And even if she did, it would be AFTER she had her fill taunting us." Haruka: "If you think about it... if she really wanted to avoid us, she wouldn't have shown herself back at the shrine. Right?" Kakeru: "In the end, she delights in screwing around with us." Renya: "Hubris, eh? Heh. A quality befitting a god, I'd say." Noa: "That is exactly why she will fall by our hands—mere human hands." Kakeru: "She might very well be using this hunch against us, but no use in overthinking things." Kakeru: "Let's move as discreetly as possible. But if that ends up too difficult, we start making noise and busting heads." Kakeru: "Whatever it takes for the sneak attack to succeed." Renya: "Affirmative." Kakeru: "Also, one more thing. I want to try a little trick." Noa: "...A trick?" Kakeru: "Lena?" Lena: "Go ahead. Not like I'm attached to this form anyways." Sora: "...? What're you planning?" Kakeru: "You'll know once you see." I draw a mental image. As accurate and detailed as possible. Miyako: "Wait, huh?" Kakeru: "There." Pretty good job. I manage to make a detailed mental image since the model is right next to me for reference. She's the spitting image of Kujo. I think she's subtly different, but you shouldn't be able to tell she's an illusory body at a glance. Haruka: "Two Kujo-sans?" Noa: "I get it. You're trying to throw off Iris's eyes." Kakeru: "Even if the sneak attack gets found out, a second's hesitation over which one is the real Kujo is all we need." Miyako: "That's incredible. It feels... kind of weird." Sora: "This is something you imagined up, right, bro-bro? I can't believe she looks THIS similar. It kinda makes my skin crawl." Kakeru: "Hey, what's wrong with her? Just shut up, will ya?" Lena: "Wait, I may LOOK like her, but I'm still actin' the exact same. At least finish the job and copy her personality, too." Kakeru: "Cut me some slack here. I wasn't able to do a PERFECT job. Just don't talk unless you wanna get found out." Lena: "Yes, Your Highness. I'll show my best acting chops." Kakeru: "Also, don't engage in combat." Lena: "Yeah, I know already. I mean, can't do that in this body, now can I?" Lena: "For such a small body, there's a hell of a lot pokin' out the top. Goddamn, this rack is gettin' in the way." Kakeru: "H-Hey!" Miyako: "..." Lena starts groping her own chest, causing me to freak out and Kujo to blush. The hell does she think she's doing? Kakeru: "Th-This is a serious discussion here. Quit screwing around." Lena: "Huh? I ain't screwin' around." Sora: "...You made her grope herself, didn't you? That's REALLY freaking creepy." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "That is NOT it. Don't look at me like that, Noa." Sophitia: "My, not an ounce of tension among any of you. Though I suppose that has its advantages." Sophitia: "You should get going now. I don't know how long Iris intends on waiting." Kakeru: "Y-Yeah. All right, we split up. Sora and Kujo, you're on standby here for the time being." Kakeru: "Everyone else, we look for Iris. Once we find her, I'll message you, Sora. Approach her without being detected." Kakeru: "Then, we'll draw Iris's attention as much as possible. Once you two get close enough, we lay into her before she can run away." Kakeru: "Right, one more thing. Iris is deploying a territory that renders people with weak inner resistance unconscious." Kakeru: "Seems like you can resist with the right amount of willpower. But this goes especially for you two, Sora and Kujo. If you feel anything strange, make sure you don't get any closer." Miyako: "I understand." Sora: "What if we don't have enough willpower and pass out?" Kakeru: "If that happens, our strat's a bust. I'll have to rewind time and start again." Sora: "Ah, right, you can redo things." Kakeru: "I can't in good conscience tell you not to worry AT ALL, but even if we fail, I'll try it again." Kakeru: "So, yeah, don't worry as much and do the best you can." Sora: "Gotcha. Roger that." Kakeru: "That's about it for the time being. Everyone good to go?" Everyone nods in unison. Kakeru: "All right, in that case..." Kakeru: "Let's get this operation started."
We leave Sora's team behind and continue on, taking cover to avoid detection. Iris's signal is really close. We should be close enough to physically see her soon. But... Sophitia: "The building with the large facade. I feel a strong force coming from around there." Kakeru: "We're gonna have to cross the street, huh?" Haruka: "There are no spots where we can hide... are there?" Renya: "Looks like we'll just have to bulldoze our way through, but Lena-kun is technically off the frontline. I doubt I can handle all the fighting on my own." Kakeru: "If only I had an offense-oriented Artifact..." Sophitia: "Don't look at me. I can't produce one." Kakeru: "Yeah, I know that. But seriously, what do we do?" Noa: "...How many can you take care of by yourself at once?" Renya: "I'm certain that I can take two. I'll try to handle three. But any more than that won't be possible." Noa: "...Okay. There's something I want to test." Kakeru: "Using your power?" Noa: "Yes, this doesn't seem like the sort of situation where I can get away without using up at least some of my power." Noa: "Also, success or failure, Iris is bound to detect us." Renya: "Pushing our way through the horde of infected would yield the same results, so best to leave it to you." Noa: "Do you also agree, Kakeru?" Kakeru: "Yeah, I'll leave it to you." Noa: "Haruka, I need you for just a moment; you don't need to release your buff on Sora. Give me power." Haruka: "R-Right!" Noa: "Everyone get ready. If this works, we make a break for it." Kakeru: "Roger." Noa: "..." She closes her eyes and lets out a short breath. Noa: "The Order, activate." She murmurs and opens her eye to reveal her Stigma shining brightly. Noa: "Punishment!" She activates it. All of the infected in her sight become motionless at once, as if frozen in time. Noa: "I can immobilize them for ten seconds at best. We need to hurry and cross!" We weave between the infected standing stock-still as we run across the street at top speed. We make it halfway up the stairs before checking around us for infected and regaining our breath. Noa: "I'm glad that worked out. I always assumed that I could only target a single person, but you know what they say about assuming." Kakeru: "Are you all right?" Noa: "I used up less power than I thought. With Haruka's help, that is. Thank you." Haruka: "N-No, um, I'm just glad that I can finally be useful." Renya: "You rendered a man unconscious earlier, but when you use it to cover a range, it's only able to immobilize people at best?" Noa: "No, that's not it. The prerequisite is different now. Right now, I couldn't do more than immobilize them, even if I only had a single target." Renya: "I see. The prerequisite, huh? I understand. I won't ask any more." Haruka: "U-Um...!" Kosaka-senpai timidly raises her hand and points in front of her. Sophitia: "There she is." Right in front of us once we climb up the stairs. On the shopping mall's second floor. Iris is just standing around, leaning against the banister and not doing anything in particular. Noa: "She looks awfully... bored." Renya: "Looks like your hunch was correct, Kakeru Niimi. She seems to be waiting for us." Haruka: "Wh-What should we do?" Kakeru: "Okay. Hold on... just a second..." I pull out my phone and boot up LIME. I send Sora a message and tell her where Iris is. It instantly comes up as read and she replies, "Okay". Kakeru: "All right, let's wait here for a little while. Until Sora's group can get ready." Noa: "Right." Haruka: "Um, were they able to hide themselves with her ability?" Kakeru: "Doesn't seem like they've been noticed, meaning your power is working, Senpai. Thank you very much." Haruka: "Ah, that's great to hear." Noa: "But what are they going to do? She's in a bad position." Kakeru: "Ahh, right." Iris is inside of the mall. There's another way inside, but unfortunately Iris is watching that side. The moment Sora's team approach it, they'll be found out. Kakeru: "Looks like we should move and have Sora and the others wait in position here." Noa: "Right. Although moving has its own set of risks..." Kakeru: "If we get caught, we get caught. When we do, we double down and go wil—" Kakeru: "...?!" Music suddenly blares, making my entire body go stiff. Wh-Where's it coming from...?! Renya: "..." As everyone panics, Takamine crams his hand into his blazer pocket. Once he pulls out his phone, the muffled sound becomes crystal clear. Renya: "..." Renya: "Sorry. It was me." Kakeru: "Dude! I JUST told all of you...!" Renya: "I neglected to check since I rarely get any calls. I thought it was on silent. I'm sorry." Sophitia: "We've been noticed. By the infected and Iris." Infected Female Student: "Graaaaah!!" Haruka: "Th-They're coming...!" Noa: "We ultimately planned on getting violent anyway. We're just ahead of schedule now." Noa: "Everyone brace for the worst. Let's go draw Iris's attention!" Renya: "I will use this to redeem myself. Here I come!" Infected Female Student: "Gaah!" Renya: "True Wolf Style - Ryuten!" Takamine hurls a female student down and pins her to the ground. But subduing one person isn't enough...! Sophitia: "They're pouring in." Haruka: "Wh-Wh-Wh-What do we do...?!" The infected start rushing toward us all at once. This is bad news...! Kakeru: "To that shop! Noa! Do it!" Noa: "...Punishment!!" The infected in our way all stop moving. Gotta use that gap to run past them! Kakeru: "Hurry!" I bust the door open with my body, then quickly shut it once I see everyone make it inside. Kakeru: "Takamine!" Renya: "Right!" Takamine and I push on the glass door to keep it shut. Kakeru: "Hnh!" Renya: "This won't hold forever...!" Kakeru: "Yeah, I know that! We just have to hold on till Sora's group make it!" Haruka: "Oh no, oh no...!" Noa: "Haruka, calm down. Let's build a barricade to seal the door." Haruka: "R-Right!" Noa: "Kujo-san, you too. Help us!" Miyako: "..." The three girls carry tables and chairs to the door. ...But sorry, we don't have the time to build a barricade. If either Takamine or I step out of the way, they're gonna burst through! Kakeru: "Hey, Sophie!" I desperately call out as I hold the door closed. Kakeru: "Is there REALLY no Artifact that I can use?!" Sophitia: "None." Kakeru: "Goddammit...! At least tell me you'll 'see what you can do'!" Sophitia: "Wouldn't letting you hold onto false hope be crueler? I'm equally irritated. That all I can do is sit back and watch." Sophitia: "The only thing I can tell you now is that thanks to your distraction, Sora's crew has safely made it into the vicinity." Kakeru: "Well, that's good news!" ...But what's the plan? Even if they launch a sneak attack on Iris, we can't get outside like this. Was holing up in this shop the wrong call?! Renya: "..." Renya: "I'll be the bait. I'll lure the infected away." Kakeru: "That's crazy talk. You can't do it by yourself!" Renya: "Indeed, I cannot. But it's my fault for tipping them off." Renya: "Reckless as it may be, if I don't do something, I'll lose face. Don't try and stop me. Please, let me do this." Kakeru: "..." Renya: "No need to barricade it. I'm going out." Noa: "...Are you insane?" Renya: "Of course I'm not insane. And I have no intention of dying, either." Haruka: "U-Um, I'll use my power to make sure you'll manage...!" Renya: "Heh. You needn't pray for me. After all, I'm surviving. Count on it." Renya: "In three seconds, I go out. Understood?" Kakeru: "...Yeah, got it." Renya: "All right... here goes nothing." Renya: "Three." Renya: "Two." Renya: "On—" Takamine stops his countdown. I also notice something strange at the same time. On the other side of the pane of glass. The infected, who had been trying to break down the door, abruptly stop moving. I glance over at Noa, but she slowly shakes her head. This isn't The Order's power. So what the hell is it? Renya: "What's going on here? Why did they all just..." Iris: "I can't say I'm a fan of such devout displays of self-sacrifice." Kakeru: "...?!" A voice from behind causes us all to quickly turn around. It's coming from the very back of the shop. There she is, sitting on a chair with her elbow on the counter. Iris. Iris: "Running off to save yourselves, sacrificing your allies—the ugly true nature of humans. THAT is what I want to see." Iris: "And yet, here we are..." She lets out a short sigh. Iris: "None of you are straying from the straight and narrow. What a letdown. I've had just about all I can take." I knew that she wasn't really trying to run away. Just how much will she screw with us till she's satisfied...?! Noa: "The Order...!" Iris: "Don't get hasty." Noa: "Ngh!" Iris lightly waves her finger, causing the glass next to Noa to shatter into pieces. Iris: "Fine. The game of tag is over. Come. I'll take you all on." She hops off the seat and teleports outside. She motions for us to come over from the other side of the glass and vanishes yet again. Renya: "Hmm. She is quite the enigma. What do we do, Kakeru Niimi?" Kakeru: "No other choice but to accept her challenge. Before she ends up changing her mind." Noa: "Yes, we're practically caught in her trap already." Noa: "We can keep holing up in here, but that horde of infected will just crush us." Noa: "...Let's go. We have no other option." Haruka: "B-But is it safe to do so? They aren't moving right now, but... Huh?!" As if they hear Senpai's voice, the infected open a path. Kakeru: "...So, they're not going berserk after all? She's in complete control of them...?" Sophitia: "...She's formed a complete link with humans that aren't Resonants? That's the only possibility I can think of, but... that's impossible." Sophitia: "I can't comprehend this in the slightest. What kind of magic formula could she have inscribed on them to perform this manner of stunt? This frustrates me." Renya: "I'll go out first just to be safe. Once I see that it's safe, I'll signal you." Takamine goes outside without waiting for our replies. Renya: "..." They're not attacking Takamine. They're not even looking at him. He takes a few steps forward. The infected don't budge. A few more steps forward. The infected simply stand still, looking completely vacant. Renya: "..." Takamine gives a sign and we step out from the shop. Carefully, we walk the path the infected made for us. Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Noa." Noa: "Yeah?" Kakeru: "When she approached you before, did you feel yourself being drained, or anything?" Noa: "No, not really." Kakeru: "Figured as much." ...She hasn't extended her territory yet. Is it because she's already deployed her territory that's inscribing magic formulas on people...? If there's no risk of passing out once we get near her, then Sora's team can move in on her, but... ... ...I don't see Iris's objective here. I feel like she's being lenient for someone who says she wants to see us cry and scream. We're only five people. If she has complete control over the infected, then she could just sic them all on us. That alone puts us in check. So why doesn't she do it? Why... Iris: "You needn't be so cautious. Siccing a mob on you would be no fun. Hahaha." She keeps running the risk of facing us directly. I don't get it. What is she thinking? Iris: "Such a dreadful scowl. You were so desperately searching for me, weren't you? You should be happier." Noa: "You just keep running, yet you could easily kill us. What are you trying to do?" Iris: "I told you, didn't I? I want to revel in the chaos." Iris: "Plus, you're mistaken. While I could easily kill all of you, I will never be able to." Iris: "Because of that wretched Overlord, that is." Kakeru: "..." Iris: "Kill and kill as I might, you'll rewind time and come back." Iris: "Just from observing the other branches, I've become fed up. I don't want to do something that is ultimately pointless." Iris: "I can't kill any of you. So I invited you to my party—to enjoy the fun together." Iris: "Well? Does that make things clearer now?" Renya: "So, you never had the intent to kill us from the start?" Iris: "Oh, I did have it. I would have killed you if I could. But since I can't, I've been holding myself back just before the final stroke. That is what I'm saying here." Iris: "I'm satisfied so long as you show me your unsightly, tear-soaked, howling faces." Noa: "...You're the very picture of wickedness." Iris: "Thank you. So I'm often told." Iris: "You are all so upstanding, unlike me. Only children, yet not an ounce of despair to be seen." Iris: "Normally, in a situation like this, wouldn't you be begging for your lives, or something of that nature? Pathetically? With tears and snot dripping all the while? Take for example..." Iris starts to walk, slowly. She goes over to the horde of infected. And she kicks out a lifeless corpse. Iris: "One like this." The corpse that tumbles to the ground is a girl around our age wearing a Kuho Academy uniform. I don't think I've ever trembled in sheer rage like this until now. Noa: "...! ...!" Iris: "Oh my, I'm sorry. Are you upset?" Noa: "I swear...! I swear, I'm going to...!" Iris: "What, kill me? Hahaha. I'm often told that as well. But everyone is all bark and no bite." Iris: "What about you? Will you actually kill me?" Noa: "...!" Sophitia: "You'd best quell your rage. Strong emotions will draw out too much of your Artifact's power." Noa: "If I can draw out power, then I'll yield myself to rage." Sophitia: "I'm telling you to contain your anger if you want to have any hope of remaining yourself." Noa: "..." Iris: "You are quite bossy. It's your fault that all of them are having such a rough time." Sophitia: "You're the one who made that foolish decision, not me." Sophitia: "And after a millennium, we're no longer the same. We're so different from one another that I couldn't identify myself with you even if I tried." Sophitia: "I always did have a skewed way of looking at things, but you've twisted it into something incomprehensible." Iris: "What a cruel thing to say. And here I thought that you'd be the only one who'd understand me." Sophitia: "Not being able to understand one another is the reason why you've gone down the wrong path for a millennium." Iris: "You're such a bore. I'm glad that I didn't pick the same path as you." Iris: "Now then..." She lets out a forced sigh and brushes her hair back. Iris: "I could engage in this little chat a bit longer, but I've grown weary of it already." Iris: "Well? Are you all ready now?" Kakeru: "...Huh?" Iris: "Your star players are the two over there, aren't they?" Iris glances over in a different direction. That direction being where Sora's group is taking cover. Iris: "Oh my, two of the same girl? Which is the real one, I wonder." Iris: "...Just kidding. If you want to deceive me, you need to make sure that the insides match." Kakeru: "Ngh!" Iris: "Did you know? I absolutely love ruining what others have worked so hard to build and refine." Kakeru: "Sora! Kujo! Run!!" Iris: "Fool, don't you know saying that..." Miyako: "Hngh!" Sora: "Miya!" Iris: "...just makes me want to be even meaner?" Sliced diagonally from shoulder to stomach, she crumples hard to her knees. Iris: "Hahaha." Iris faces the two with a wicked grin. Iris: "You're no longer able to steal my Artifact. What now? Why not hatch up another brilliant plan?" Miyako: "H-Ha, hahah..." Iris: "Oh my, have you gone insane from fear? Fret not. I will soon put you out of your misery." Lena: "Gotcha, bitch!" Iris: "...Huh?" Miyako: "Ten yards..." Iris: "...?! Impossible!" Iris turns around. Too late on the uptake! Our star player... Miyako: "I'm in range!" ...is over here! Kakeru: "Senpai!" Haruka: "Right! Power to everyone...!" Kakeru: "Sora! Do it!" Sora: "...! Disappear!" Iris: "Tch." Sophitia: "The barrier is gone. Miyako, now!" Miyako: "The skull pendant... Hm! I've got ahold of it!" Iris: "Why you... irritating pests!" Miyako: "She's pulling back on it, though...!" Miyako: "...! I've got it!" Kakeru: "There!" Everything's going according to plan so far! All that's left is... Kakeru: "Kujo! Pass that over here!" Miyako: "Okay! Got it!" Kujo tosses the Artifact and I catch it. Iris: "All of you are truly wretched curs...!" Realizing she's at a disadvantage, Iris plans on running. She moves so fast that it leaves an afterimage. Back then, we had so much trouble trying to chase her down, but now...! Kakeru: "Sophie! What'll happen if I swallow this Artifact?!" Sophitia: "Iris was only using it by assimilating it into her body. The Artifact hasn't chosen a contract-bearer." Sophitia: "Once Miyako relinquishes ownership, it'll be yours as soon as you assimilate it into your body." Kakeru: "Perfect! I can finally fight on my own!" I chomp on the Artifact with my molars and swallow it. A new power... Miyako: "Niimi-kun! I've let go of the ownership!" Kakeru: "Right!" ...flows through me. I can do this! Kakeru: "Takamine! Take care of Noa and the rest! Make sure to protect them!" Renya: "Right, leave it to me!" Kakeru: "Kosaka-senpai, provide backup to Noa!" Haruka: "Right...!" Kakeru: "Noa, once I nab Iris..." Noa: "Yes, I'll handle the rest." Kakeru: "Counting on you! Let's go, Lena!" Lena: "Hurry and turn me back! This form makes it hard to move!" Kakeru: "Yeah, I know!" Lena: "Hell yeah!" I make the jump. The scenery completely changes. I instantly close the gap between us. Lena: "Yo, where d'ya think you're goin'?" Kakeru: "You're not going anywhere, Iris!" Iris: "A fine mess this is. Outwitting me so badly has struck a blow to my confidence." Lena: "Then accept defeat and die, will ya?" Iris: "I will not. Only that girl can kill me, right? I don't want to die yet, so I'll run with all I have." Before I realize it, Iris distances herself from us again. But you can run all you want! Kakeru: "I said you're not going anywhere!" Lena: "Runnin' off with your tail between your legs? And you call yourself God? Fuckin' lame!" Iris: "You annoying worms...!"
Iris's Stigma shines. The infected in the vicinity start moving once again. They bare their fangs and come rushing to attack. Lena: "So, you finally pull that out when your back's against the wall? You are fuckin' lame!" Kakeru: "Lena!" Lena: "Leave it to me!" Lena: "Hah, piece of cake." She teleports and attacks. Repeating the process, she mows down the infected in the blink of an eye. Lena: "Hey, I like this power. Feels freakin' fantastic. C'mon, keep it comin'." Lena: "I'll wipe out all your little soldiers by myself." Iris: "Don't get cocky!" Iris starts to slowly move her finger. My memories from the other branches resurface and I act before I can think. The invisible slash misses me. The infected that was trying to attack us gets sliced up instead. Iris: "..." Kakeru: "You're right, this power is good. Looks like I can finish things without getting killed over and over this time around." Iris: "You don't care about what happens to anyone else? You dodging that attack has brought about yet another casualty." Kakeru: "Your threats won't work. I already prepared for the worst." Kakeru: "I'm killing you. And I'll shoulder ANY sins necessary to do that!" Iris: "Narcissism at its finest. This is why I HATE children." Lena: "Oraah!" Lena sneak attacks her from the rear. But the only thing she connects with is Iris's afterimage. Kakeru: "You freakin'...!" I teleport, block off Iris's way, and punch. But my attack smashes through nothing but air. Iris's super speed doesn't seem capable of making tight turns. The infected are in the way and she can't make any daring moves. That's why I WON'T be letting her get away. But there's just one thing. Lena: "Quit scurrying around, you...!" Kakeru: "Ngh!" Iris: "Persistent little annoyances..." Another afterimage. We can't hit her. We've still got a chance while she's dodging, though. It means she can't put up her barrier. But it's going to be bad news if she ends up getting any further away. If she goes outside of the range of Sora's ability, then we'll be right back at square one. Kakeru: "Lena, over there!" Lena: "Yeah, I already know!" I try immobilizing Iris by blocking off her path so that she doesn't leave the station. Gotta keep it up! An arm, a piece of clothing—anything'll do! I just gotta grab some part of her! Iris: "...You're in the way." Iris mutters under her breath. She's not looking at us. What's going on? Iris: "I don't need any of you if I can't even use you as shields." The scarlet wind starts to whirl. She wouldn't...! Iris: "Out of my way." Kakeru: "Dammit...!" She unleashes a fierce scarlet whirlwind. I teleport before it engulfs me. It's not a threat at all since I can easily dodge it now. But...! The infected around me sure as hell can't dodge it. Iris: "Now I can move more easily." Iris looks at the ring-shaped space she opened up with a satisfied smile. She used them as puppets, and when she deemed them unnecessary... she disposed of them like trash! Lena: "You crazy bitch...!" Iris: "I thought you said you prepared for the worst? Don't go getting mad over something as trivial as this, now." Kakeru: "Kh...!" I grit my teeth and contain my boiling rage. That's right, I did prepare for the worst. But that only goes for ME. Iris is using Ms. Naruse's body right now. Even as she's being controlled, she's still in there. I won't allow her to murder anyone else. Kakeru: "..." I lean over and place my hands on the ground. The fact that the infected are gone is convenient for me, too. I'm catching her right here and right now! Iris: "Hahah, what's the matter? Given up already?" Kakeru: "Of course not." Get a mental image. I only have one weapon. Solidify that mental image. Harder, harder. First... Iris: "Well, well..." I use illusory body walls to encircle the area. They're not so tall that they'd be hard to vault over, but they'll do so long as I can contain her super speed. Next step...! Kakeru: "Lena, attack!" Lena: "Aye, aye!" Lena teleports and instantly closes the distance, launching a sharp kick toward Iris. In combination with that... Iris: "Tch! You're mighty clever!" I spawn a rope by Iris's feet to latch onto her—or at least, I try, but I miss...! Still, this is fine. I'm on the right track. Just keep attacking her! Lena: "Ora, ora, oraaah!" Iris: "..." Lena's attacks will never stop because she's an illusory body with an inexhaustible supply of stamina. I scatter my illusory body across the ground—left, right, wherever I can. Kakeru: "Grk!" Sure enough, it's taking a lot out of me. But Iris is starting to show signs of panic. I don't care if it's Lena or the bits and pieces on the ground—the moment she touches any of it, I'll change its shape and immobilize her. Plus, the stuff on the ground is just a distraction. The real clincher is the illusory body I have mimicking asphalt. If I extend it to the entire area within the walls, she'll have no place to run! I've almost got her in checkmate! Kakeru: "Lena! Don't let up on your attacks!" Lena: "Yeah, don't need the reminder! Don't just keep making weird shit!" Iris: "..." Normally, Iris would be cracking jokes right around now. But from her silence, it seems her composure is shot. Great, just a little more and— Sora: "Onii-chan!" Kakeru: "...?!" Sora's voice makes my control of the illusory body slip for a second. Everyone is running this way. Crap! No, it's too early! Iris: "Oh me, oh my. Having trouble with your incompetent friends around, I see." Kakeru: "No! Stay back!" As soon as I shout that, a red streak flies. I quickly try to extend my walls, but I can't make it in time. The gale bares its fangs toward Sora and the others, mowing down infected along the way. I'm closer than Lena is. I'll teleport and shield everyone...! Renya: "Fear not! I'm here!" Takamine rushes out and spreads his arms. Renya: "Everyone, get behind me!" Noa: "Haruka! Use your power to buff him up!" Haruka: "R-Right!" Renya: "No need! Don't waste your power!" Renya: "Grrrrr... Hah!!" Takamine lets out a battle cry, dispersing the shockwave. Are you serious? He staved the attack off...! I can't believe how reliable he turned out to be! Renya: "Heh. This is the wrath of a god, eh? Consider me unimpressed." Renya: "Kakeru Niimi! Do what it is you need to do! I'll protect the girls while you—" Miyako: "...!" Kujo starts running from cover. Renya: "Kujo-kun! What are you doing?!" Iris: "My oh my, has she gone daft?" Kakeru: "Dammit!" Lena: "Hey, Captain! Concentrate!" Kakeru: "I know!" Lena: "—Raah!" She dodges both Lena's attacks and my other illusory bodies. Iris sticks her hand out to Kujo. Iris: "A bonus for being so reckless. Here, catch." Miyako: "...Ten yards." Then, the scarlet whirlwind unleashes... Iris: "Tch, that's what you were doing." Miyako: "...! Done! Here's a gift for YOU!" Not from Iris, but from Kujo. I get it. That's why she rushed in closer! Iris: "You've really done it now...!" Miyako: "I've taken your power. I won't let you hurt anyone any longer!" Iris: "My, aren't you all just so TALENTED. You're really starting to work my nerves!" Miyako: "Once more!" Another whirlwind. It doesn't have the same power as Iris's. She's probably subconsciously holding herself back. But it's still more than enough! Iris: "...!" Now Iris's caught off balance! Kakeru & Lena: "Gotcha!!" I use the illusory body rope to tie up Iris's legs and restrict her movement. I transform Lena herself into restraints and force them onto Iris. I finish it off by constructing chains and wrapping them several times around Iris, completely immobilizing her. Finally...! Kakeru: "I've caught you, Iris!" Iris: "..." That sigh isn't one of resignation; it's filled with utter contempt. Does she have something else up her sleeve...?! Iris: "Sorry to rain on your little parade, but simply stealing one of my powers isn't enough to—" Iris: "...!" Iris's body starts going limp. So suddenly that you'd think she's putting on an act. Iris: "Ngh! I can't believe how frail this body is!" Kakeru: "I get it. She's at her limit." Sophitia: "Seems so. It's her price for being so reckless. That's what happens when you continue to route your power into so many people." Sophitia: "Satsuki's body has worn out. Losing your temper and misjudging your limit? How pathetic." Iris: "Ngh!" She glares at Sophie with hatred. I see. Never guessed she'd be her own undoing. Kakeru: "We end this once and for all, Iris." Iris: "End? Me? Enough of your trite drivel...!" Noa: "No, you're through. We will end you." Noa steps up. Finally. At last. We've finally made it. We finally made it together. Kakeru: "Noa, take it away." Noa: "Right." She nods and takes a step forward. She looks down at Iris, detained and on her knees. Noa: "...Do you have any final words?" Iris: "Well... that's quite a pompous question to ask, isn't it?" Noa: "...If you don't, then fine." Noa's Stigma glows in her eye. Iris: "I can see the fear in your eyes. Back then and even now." Noa: "Yes, I'm afraid. I've always feared the concept of death itself." Noa: "Ever since the day I lost my little sister." Noa: "And to a similar degree, I've come to detest those with little regard for order. Such as people like you, who make light of human lives." Noa: "I've overcome my fear and my past. And in order to go toward my future... I will..." Noa: "Vanquish you!" Noa: "The Order, activate!!" Her Stigma expands. A magic formula covers her entire body as The Order's power grows. Noa: "Farewell, Iris. O pitiful god." Iris: "Pitiful? You're calling me... pitiful?!" Noa: "For someone like you who knows not how to love, but only how to hurt, pitiful is the only word for you." Noa: "Maybe if you had even one person to show you real care, you'd have used your power in a just way." Noa: "Pitiful. I truly pity you." Iris: "You rotten little wench...!" Noa: "I'm no wench. I'm Noa Yuuki." Noa: "That's the name of the one delivering your death. Remember it well!" Noa: "Punishment!!" Lightning strikes through Iris. Iris: "Argh...!" The light of Noa's soul crosses worlds. It sears Iris's soul. Iris: "Ngh, khh... Gah...!" Iris: "I-I can't believe this little wench has...!" Iris: "I will not stand... to end this way at al—" Her words are cut off. Her pupils go hollow. Her head slumps down, powerless. Iris... has left Ms. Naruse's body. Miyako: "Ms. Naruse!" Sora: "A-Are you okay?!" I unravel my illusory body restraints. Kujo and Sora prop up Ms. Naruse's weak body. Miyako: "...She's unconscious. But I think she'll be okay." Sora: "She's breathing. Thank goodness! She's alive." Haruka: "We should get her to a hospital." Noa: "Yes, but..." Noa takes a look around us. The infected have all collapsed where they were standing. They're probably free of Iris's control. The chaos should settle down soon, too. Noa: "All beds are... probably going to be filled." Renya: "It's over, is it?" Noa: "Yes, I felt the attack hit." Noa stares at her palm. Noa: "The wicked god who brought forth disaster... is vanquished. I was finally able to judge her." Haruka: "U-Um, great job, Noa-chan." Noa: "A great job to you too, Haruka. Thank you. I couldn't have beaten Iris without your power." Haruka: "N-No, I didn't..." Noa: "Kujo-san, thank you, too. Your quick wit shocked me." Miyako: "I just figured maybe I could do it. I'm glad that it actually worked." Renya: "You can say that again. You had me scared to death." Miyako: "I-I'm sorry I ran off without talking it over." Noa: "How about you? Are you feeling all right?" Renya: "A little pain, but nothing that's a real issue." Sora: "Oh man, thank God everyone's safe and sound. Granted, I was only watching for the latter half." Noa: "Don't put yourself down. If you weren't around, we couldn't have taken down Iris to begin with." Sora: "It hasn't really hit me yet, but... heheh, you're making me blush. Still, that was kind of, I dunno? Quick? It really went down real fast." Sophitia: "You managed to exploit Iris's conceit. That's what matters." Sophitia: "Living a millennium only to be met with an ignominious end. I'm sure that's what it was." Noa: "Yes... you may just be right." Noa: "Great work to you too, Kakeru. We only beat Iris thanks to you—" Kakeru: "..." Noa: "Kakeru?" Kakeru: "......" I can hear her calling my name, but I can't respond. ...Just like Sora said, this feels over way too fast. It's just not sitting right in my stomach. Iris had conceit working against her. That's for sure. And thanks to it, nearly everything went according to our plans. To top it off, Iris ended up sealing her own fate in the very end. She used too much of her power and reached the limits for Ms. Naruse's body. To make matters worse for her, she wasn't able to fully utilize her ever-growing army of infected people and just wasted her power instead. All because of her own conceit. All because she underestimated us. That much I can't deny is true. ...Still, she must have been observing the other branches—the branches where we won despite despite not being at peak preparation. She should have known what everyone was capable of. So why did she attack Kujo and not Sora, then? So long as she had that barrier protecting her, we couldn't beat her. She should have gone straight after Sora since she could dispel Iris's barrier. Sora should have been her number one threat. That's exactly why I made Lena accompany her to protect her. Same goes for the teleportation Artifact. If we couldn't steal it, then I'd have no choice but to redo things over. I bet it all on a sliver of hope. But Sensei had it on her. Why did she leave herself open? Iris's actions weren't rational. Why, why, why? So many questions race through my head. Have we really beaten Iris? Is she really dead? I can't shake my doubts. It was way too anticlimactic. Noa: "..." Noa: "Kakeru?" Kakeru: "Huh? Y-Yeah." The sensation of her softly touching my arm snaps me out of it. Noa: "Is something bothering you?" Kakeru: "Well, yeah. I'm wondering if it's... really over." Sora: "We just went over that. We agreed that's just how things turned out." Kakeru: "Well... You're right. Maybe I'm disenchanted that the plan went better than I expected." Renya: "Disenchanted, you say? Heh. Is saving the town not good enough for you?" Kakeru: "That's not what I meant, it's just..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "No, never mind. I'm just being paranoid." Kakeru: "I can hear police cars and ambulances getting close. We better clear out before we get wrapped up in trouble." Noa: "Right. For the time being, let's withdraw." Miyako: "Should we take Ms. Naruse back to her house? The hospital would be safer, but it might be packed with all the—" Satsuki: "M-My house. P-Please." Sora: "Oh, she's up." Miyako: "A-Are you all right, Ms. Naruse?" Satsuki: "I'm not. I feel sick. Nauseous." Haruka: "Then we should go to the hospital..." Satsuki: "Hate hospitals. Wanna go home. Wanna sleep. Lemme sleep." Satsuki: "Zzz." Sora: "Oh, she fell asleep." Miyako: "Then let's go to the shrine for the time being." Renya: "I'll carry her on my back. Help lift her up." Miyako: "Oh, r-right." Sophitia: "Better hurry. People are coming." Kakeru: "Right. Let's get out of here." Sophitia: "Call me if something happens. I'll investigate whether you actually defeated Iris, just to be sure." Kakeru: "Roger that." I help load Ms. Naruse onto Takamine's back and we leave the area, feeling a tinge of guilt for leaving the infected people behind. We proceed, avoiding the main streets as much as possible. Fortunately, we don't run into any police along the way and we're able to slip into the crowd. Sure enough, the panic still hasn't died down yet. Police officers and medics are running around. Onlookers who managed to get to safety uncaringly shoot video from their phones. Seems that the press has arrived, too. I spot cameras here and there. There's copters flying overhead. Probably with the press as well. If we had been any slower wrapping things up, we'd probably have aerial footage of our fight broadcast on today's news. We made it just in the nick of time. With an odd sense of relief, we leave the area and the chaos behind. We're almost at the shrine. Everyone is exhausted. We only exchange a few words. The desire to hurry home and rest is overpowering any post-victory joy right now. We safely deliver Ms. Naruse back to her house. We give Ms. Naruse's grandfather a brief rundown of the situation, but maybe saying that she passed out at the sight of blood wasn't the best excuse in the world. Even so, we couldn't very well tell him the truth. He doesn't seem to be buying it, so we cut things short and beat it. At the shrine grounds, we all text our parents to tell them we're safe, allowing us to finally take a breather. Kakeru: "Great job out there, everyone." Noa: "Great job to you, too. Everyone played a part in today's victory." Haruka: "I kind of, um, don't really feel that way, but I guess I did my job?" Miyako: "I'm having problems putting it into words. I felt things I never felt before." Miyako: "I managed to pull that off back there and I gained the confidence to know I could do it—and it's all thanks to your power, Senpai." Haruka: "I-I'm glad to hear that I was able to help all of you." Sora: "Takamine-senpai, you were amazing out there, too. You're crazy strong." Renya: "Heh. I thought I would never come to experience combat firsthand, but I suppose all that training paid dividends. It's quite the boost to my self-confidence." Renya: "However, Lena-kun was the one who really shined. She took down more infected than me." Lena: "Hah, 'course I did. Go ahead, praise me all you'd like." Sora: "Cripes, you scared me. Why do you always just pop outta nowhere?" Lena: "I didn't come out 'cos I wanted to. If ya got complaints, take 'em up with the good Cap'n there." Kakeru: "Well, I thought it'd be better if she was here since her name came up in conversation." Noa: "Are you sure? You're okay using your power like that? I'm certain that you're the one who used it up the most." Kakeru: "Hmm. I'm not sure. I was using my power an awful lot, but I don't really feel the burn from it." Kakeru: "That might be the adrenaline talking, though. When I calm down, it might all hit me at once." Sora: "Yeah, it really felt like the town was coming to an end there. I think I'm still coming off a high, too." Miyako: "Same here, actually. This has been so surreal that I'm still feeling the rush." Haruka: "Me too. I'm finding it hard to calm down." Renya: "Likewise. I am still surging with excitement." Noa: "I believe that we should all go home and rest ourselves up as soon as possible, but..." Noa glances at me and lets out a smirk. Looks like everyone has the same idea. Kakeru: "Yeah, feels a little off just dispersing after saving the entire town." Kakeru: "So, I say we..."
Everyone: "Cheers!!" We throw a modest victory celebration in my apartment. Everyone should probably go home to relieve their parents' worries, but here's hoping they'll cut us just a little slack. We don't feel like going out, and buying stuff from the convenience store would be too boring. So we decided on ordering a pizza. Granted, I felt really bad for ordering delivery with things as bad as they are, but I hope the delivery guy cuts us some slack, too. Kakeru: "All right, time to eat. I'm starving." Sora: "I'm suuuuper starving. Using your powers really gives you an appetite, am I right?" Haruka: "I know the feeling. I'm rather peckish mys—Oh. How embarrassing. Sorry for my stomach growling." Miyako: "Hehe, mine was grumbling a second ago, too. Oh, by the way, both of these have tomato sauce. Are you okay with that, Yuuki-san?" Noa: "I'm fine with pizza. Same with ketchup." Kakeru: "It's fine as long as whole ones aren't in it, right? I made sure not to get anything with cherry tomatoes on it." Noa: "Thank you. I just can't eat them raw. I can get them down if they're heated up." Sora: "Um, I've been trying to ignore this the best I could, but Takamine-senpai? Why have you been looking like you're on seventh heaven...?" Renya: "To indulge in pizza pie at a friend's house. It is a dream come true..." Sora: "Uhh, okay then. Who even says 'pizza pie', though..." The victory celebration has a lively start. However, the excited conversation only lasts for the beginning. Everyone must be quite hungry, so they focus their efforts on eating rather than talking. Once everyone's stomachs are satisfied, the conversation starts to blossom once again. Renya: "A pizza pie party with friends while basking in the joy of victory... What a splendid evening. Oh, if only Yoichi had come..." Sora: "That guy seriously didn't help us, huh?" Kakeru: "Can't blame him. I'm relieved that he didn't end up being an enemy." Miyako: "Was Fukazawa-kun back there, I wonder? I sure hope he didn't get caught up in any of the mess..." Renya: "I sent him a message earlier. He only replied with 'Good job, bud'." Miyako: "Oh, that's good news. So he's safe." Sora: "It did happen right after we got off from school. There were a lot of people still in uniform." Miyako: "That's right. I got a lot of messages. It seems like all my friends are safe, but..." Sora: "Oh, me too. I got a bunch of messages from my friends." Kakeru: "Huh...?" Sora: "Hm? What?" Kakeru: "You... have friends?" Sora: "I keep telling you I DO! You're the sad loner, not ME! That's why you didn't get even a SINGLE message from a friend in this situation!" Noa & Haruka & Renya: "........." Kakeru: "Hey, you're not only taking jabs at me, but a few of our guests too, you know." Sora: "Oh, um... I'm sorry." Noa: "It's fine. I have Haruka." Haruka: "N-Noa-chan...!" Renya: "Heh." Kakeru: "The hell? Don't pat me on the shoulder." Miyako: "Hehe. Are your friends okay too, Sora-chan?" Sora: "Oh, yes. They seem just fine. But it's hard to be too happy, huh?" Noa: "You're right. Some people ended up dying. We weren't able to save everyone." Renya: "We've accomplished more than our fair share. We should hold our heads high that we managed to settle things with so little lost." Sora: "Y-You're right! Sorry for bringing the mood down. Come on, let's eat, let's eat!" Once again, the focus shifts to eating rather than talking. We gobble up the two large pizzas and salad side dish before long. We engage in a little chat afterward. But unfortunately, the fun times can't last forever. Kakeru: "Suppose we should call it here. Don't want it getting too late." Miyako: "I'll clean up, then." Kakeru: "Oh, don't worry about it, really. Just leave that to me." Sora: "Okay then, I'll be leaving. All that pizza has got me super sleepy." Haruka: "I feel like I could sleep for twelve hours tonight." Renya: "We're in luck that tomorrow is Saturday. Everyone, be sure to rest up well." Noa: "...It's goodbye for real this time. Really, everyone. Thank you for everything." Sophitia: "May I have a second before you go?" Just as everyone is about to stand up, a rift opens in space and out comes Sophie. Sophitia: "I have a bit of a report. I've tried using the World's Eye to track Iris's presence." Sophitia: "The vague link that I've felt this entire time has vanished. I am almost certain it's safe to assume Iris is dead." Noa: "Almost certain?" Sophitia: "Forgive me for not being able to say for certain. Since I'm dealing with a different world, I can't quite produce any proof that she's dead." Kakeru: "And she's still alive in other branches, right?" Sophitia: "That's right. You've only defeated Iris in this branch for the time being." Sophitia: "For me, that is good enough. There is a chance of parallel worlds being formed from the massive branching that has occurred, but I assume it won't have too adverse of an effect." Sophitia: "Also, just because she's alive now doesn't mean that your counterparts in the alternate branches won't take care of that for us." Sophitia: "I'll watch the situation. Don't worry; I won't ask you to use Overlord to check the other branches as well." Kakeru: "I'll do it if I have to." Sophitia: "Really, now? You've done enough." Sophitia: "Good work, everyone. And thank you." Sophitia: "For correcting a thousand-year-old mistake." Sophie's thanks leave me a little confused, but I end up blushing anyway. I look at everyone else and smile. We actually did it. That feeling finally starts to sink in. Sophitia: "That is all. I still have things to discuss, but I'll save them for tomorrow." Sophitia: "Rest easy for tonight. See you again." Sophie disappears into the rift and everyone lets the silence continue. Noa: "Well then..." Noa softly breaks the silence. Noa: "Lastly, a word from Kakeru." Kakeru: "Huh? B-But why?" Noa: "This all started because of you. Everyone is here because of you. And you were able to save the town." Noa: "You're the de facto leader. That's why you should be the one to close us out." Kakeru: "Ahh..." Everyone gives me oddly warm stares, making me nervous. "Close us out"? I don't even know what to talk about. ... Kakeru: "Um, what do I say? I can't really get any of my thoughts together, but, uh, well... I know that I kinda dragged all of you into working with me." Kakeru: "You know, I was like, 'Hey, help me out because there's someone really bad coming'. And it kind of ended anticlimactically." Kakeru: "But thank you all for lending a hand." Kakeru: "It's thanks to all of you that we beat Iris. Seriously, guys. Thanks." I take a deep bow. I figured Sora would at least poke fun at me, but she doesn't, making me tense up. Is there... anything else I should say? Kakeru: "So, uh, yeah." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "You all did a great job!" Sora: "Talk about a sudden ending. You rambled way too much..." Kakeru: "Hey, can you blame me? I'm not used to stuff like this...!" Miyako: "Hehe, great job, everyone." Miyako: "I'm really glad that I was able to help you, Niimi-kun—help everyone—and save the town." Haruka: "U-Um, I... Right, erm, um, um, well..." Haruka: "I am deeply grateful you accepted me into the fold. Kakeru-sama and everyone else, I thank you from the bottom of my heart." Sora: "Whoa, that's the first personality swap in ages." Haruka: "She was so nervous that she was about to pass out, after all. Tee hee hee." Renya: "I must say my thanks as well. I was able to fight for the sake of the town because of you." Renya: "Had I not known anything, I would have just been a bystander in it all. You have my heartfelt gratitude for accepting me as a member of the Valhalla Society." Sora: "Everyone transitioned into giving a closing remark. Erm, uh... Oh, I know!" Sora: "Mm? You know. Thank you very much!" Kakeru: "...Now who's the one rambling." Sora: "I'm not used to this eith—" Lena: "...Hey." Sora: "Whoa, holy crap! She popped out again!" Lena: "...Why did you bring me out?" Kakeru: "Well, because you're a part of the team, too. Give us some words." Lena: "'Scuse me? I'm YOUR illusory body. I'm just some pseudo-personality. Don't got any reflections on what we did either." Sora: "Talk about dry and unsympathetic..." Kakeru: "Don't worry, that's just how she hides her embarrassment." Lena: "Quit fuckin' with me. I'll kill your ass." Kakeru: "All right, last and certainly not least: Noa." Noa: "...Everyone's said it all, so I'll keep it short." Noa: "Good job and thank you. This was all thanks to all of you." Noa: "I'm glad that I was able to fight alongside you all." Noa smiles. Everyone follows suit. ...That's right. It's thanks to everyone. We were able to do what we needed to do. Though we still have Artifacts to recover. The greatest threat is behind us. Kakeru: "All right! That's a wrap, then!" Sora: "Great job, folks!" We stand up and head to the front door. Kakeru: "Not that you really need me to, but I'll walk with you guys." Sora: "Huh? What're you talking about?" Kakeru: "Huh?" Noa: "You have to be feeling exhausted. Don't worry about us. Just rest." Kakeru: "Ahh, okay. Sure." Renya: "I'll be around as well, so fear not." Kakeru: "That's true, but at least... Lena." Lena: "Yeah, yeah. I'll walk with 'em." Haruka: "Thank you for today. Once the situation calms down, let's all get together again." Noa: "Yes, eventually." Miyako: "See you around, Niimi-kun." Kakeru: "Yep, see ya. And thanks." Sora: "See ya, bro!" I see everyone off and go back to the living room. Kakeru: "Phew..." I collapse on the bed, relaxing my whole body. ...It's over. Finally. We managed to beat Iris. As short and anticlimactic as it was. And suffering a considerable amount of casualities as a result, too. But I protected those I hold dear. Now my mind can wander. "I wanted to bask in the afterglow with everyone else a little more." "I wish I talked with Noa, just the two of us." Random thoughts like those vaguely course through my mind. As they do, I realize that I'm more exhausted than I thought. Kakeru: "..." I doze and eventually slip out of consciousness.
—Two days later. I get a text while I'm with Noa. It's from Ms. Naruse telling me she's better, so the two of us decide to go visit her. The town is on the path to regaining normalcy, but it's still not completely back to how it was. I see more police officers on the streets. Even now, there are police cars passing by, out on patrol. Them and the press. You can't take a step outside without them coming out of nowhere, asking all sorts of inconsiderate questions like, "Where were you during the terrorist attack?" or "Were you scared?" "I don't know. I went straight home from school." That's what I would answer with, and the majority would lose interest and leave. They're probably after the people caught in the vortex of tragedy who lost parents or friends. Noa: "...Utterly repulsive." Noa would grimace and mutter that every time she saw the press. It will probably be a while before the scars Iris left on this town heal. But there's a part of me that's relieved as well. Satsuki: "Yeah, you know... I didn't have much of a chance to get excited over being able to summon a god inside me." Satsuki: "I was pretty much unconscious for most of it, y'see. And things ended up turning crazy while I was none the wiser. It all went by so fast." She barely has any memories from when Iris was possessing her. While she feels guilty that she indirectly helped Iris, she doesn't seem to be that worried about it since she doesn't have any memory of it. I'd been worried that Ms. Naruse would feel overly responsible over what happened, but to see that she doesn't is a little relieving. Still, Ms. Naruse is an adult, so maybe she's just putting on a brave face. Even if she is just forcing herself to act cheerful, if that's what Ms. Naruse wants, then I should probably stop being so paranoid. Satsuki: "To think that the legendary god was evil. I believed her so easily." Kakeru: "There's two of them. The god that I know is a good one. A little snippy, but good." Satsuki: "I sure wish I had met that god, too... Granted, it's too little, too late to say that now." Satsuki: "So, is everything okay now? You and the others beat the bad god?" Kakeru: "Yes, we defeated her. No more terrible things should happen." Satsuki: "That's good news. I screwed up, but you kept things from going off the deep end?" Satsuki: "Ahh, but some people ended up dead, too. I guess I can't say that." Satsuki: "Anyway, thank you. The worst of the worst didn't happen... I think." Kakeru: "Well, I was actually hesitating over whether I should have talked to you about it first." Kakeru: "If I had just done that, things might've turned out just a little better." Satsuki: "If you start talking in what-ifs, you'll never see the end of it. You tried your best. That's good enough." Kakeru: "Suppose you're right." Satsuki: "Anyway." Her eyes move from me to Noa. Satsuki: "Is this pretty doll-like girl who's been hanging around you this whole time your girlfriend?" Kakeru: "Ah, err." Noa: "Yes, that's right." As I reel back bashfully, Noa bluntly affirms our relationship. Man, she's all soft and mumbly when it's just the two of us, but she seriously doesn't crack when there's people around. Satsuki: "Oooh! Is she really? Wooow!" Kakeru: "...What's with the surge of excitement?" Satsuki: "Did you do it already? Did you?" Kakeru: "Come on, what's with this? Please stop it." Satsuki: "..." Kakeru: "I don't know what that means, so stop it." Satsuki: "I see. So you've kissed, huh?" Kakeru: "...Uh, no, I didn't even say anything." Noa: "We have." Kakeru: "What the?! Hold on!" Satsuki: "Your girlfriend sure has backbone. Where did you two meet? She's not from our school, right?" Kakeru: "Can't you cut me some slack? Please, let's just leave it at that." Satsuki: "Well, not like I was all that interested anyway." Kakeru: "As I thought. Here. One of those get well fruit baskets." Satsuki: "Ooh! How thoughtful. Thank you! Anyway, I'd love to invite the two of you inside, but..." Satsuki: "Mom would want to ask you for details. You should go home before she catches you." Kakeru: "Does she not buy the reason for you passing out?" Satsuki: "No, no, that's not it. She's just nosy. Dad and Granddad yell at her all the time for bad manners." Satsuki: "So, yeah, I hate to send you away in front of the house, but thanks for coming anyway~ You too, Niimi-kun's girlfriend, thank you." Noa: "...It's fine. I'm just relieved that you're feeling better." Satsuki: "You've found a good girl~ You lucky, scandalous dog. I'mma tell the other teachers at the staff meeting that I have a student who's having romantic relations with a girl." Kakeru: "Wait a second now!" Satsuki: "I'm kidding, silly. You probably went through a lot of hell that I don't know about, but you seemed to have solved things just fine." Satsuki: "Now, go enjoy the splendors of youth with your girlfriend, you little stud~ See ya!" Ms. Naruse waves and then goes back into her house. I shrug my shoulders and Noa giggles. Kakeru: "Shall we go home?" Noa: "Yeah." Kakeru: "You hungry?" Noa: "I am." Kakeru: "Then, should we grab a bite somewhere?" Noa: "Yeah, let's." Nodding, she waggles her arm. Her sign that she wants to hold hands. I smile as I gently grab her hand. Sophitia: "Spare a moment?" Kakeru: "...Whoa." Noa: "..." Sophie suddenly appears and the two of us reflexively pull our hands away. Noa's cuddly aura deflates and disappears as I also straighten out my face. We're probably not in store for news we can listen to with our heads in the clouds. Sophitia: "I was waiting for all of you to be assembled, but since that doesn't seem likely, I'll just tell the two of you." Noa: "Is something wrong?" Sophitia: "No, nothing's wrong. I just wanted to say farewell." Kakeru: "Farewell? But we still have to collect the Artifacts..." Sophitia: "That will proceed unhindered, but I want to at least close off the world." Sophitia: "Iris's death has unleashed hundreds—at worst, thousands—of her contracted Artifacts into the wild." Sophitia: "Even more dangerous Artifacts might come seeping into this world and incite even greater turmoil than now." Kakeru: "Ah, that makes sense." Sophitia: "That's why I'm closing off the world for the time being. If I can devise a way to connect only my world, I will be back." Sophitia: "Until then, it's goodbye. I'll leave the Artifacts in your care." Kakeru: "I'd planned to give them back. Are you sure?" Sophitia: "I'm simply asking this as a favor, so you don't need to comply, but..." Sophitia: "If a User should go berserk or do something malicious of their own free will, then..." Sophitia: "I would like you and the others to stop them. That is why I'm leaving them in your care." Kakeru: "I... see. Okay, then." Noa: "Leave it to us. We'll continue to protect this town." Sophitia: "Thank you. As for the last matter of concern... I haven't been able to find the World's Eye." Kakeru: "Huh? You mean... the one in this world?" Sophitia: "Yes. I can feel its presence, but I can't determine its location. Iris's tricks still seem to be doing their work." Noa: "You can close off the world in spite of that?" Sophitia: "It will be fine. Its regeneration seems to be almost completely finished. It is in proper working order." Sophitia: "I do have reservations about closing things off while it's still technically missing, but it's for the greater good. Even as we speak, Iris's Artifacts might be seeping into this world." Sophitia: "I'll be closing the world now. Could you relay the message to the others as well? To take care of things for a while?" Kakeru: "Sure, I'll relay the message." Sophitia: "Please do. I'll see you around, then." Even though we have no idea when we'll next meet, Sophie returns to her home world, acting the same as usual. Sophitia: "Oh, I almost forgot." Or so I think, but she pokes her head from out of the rift. Sophitia: "I need to say this once again." Sophitia: "Thank you for correcting my mistake." Sophitia: "Toodles." Before we can even reply, Sophie disappears off into the rift for good this time. Kakeru: "Running off with the last word sure isn't fair." Noa: "I agree." With a smirk, she presents her hand. I firmly grasp it and we start walking. Noa: "We still can't let our guard down unless we collect all the Artifacts..." Noa: "But I'll be holding out hope that nothing else happens." Kakeru: "Yeah. We can only hope the town doesn't get wrapped up in any major trouble anymore." Noa: "I know this sounds conceited, but I wish I had more power at my disposal." Kakeru: "Yeah, same here. If I had made better choices, then maybe no one would have died." Noa: "I've always dreamed of being a defender of justice. I thought beating evil would feel good... but that's not how it works." Kakeru: "Yeah, reality is a harsh mistress." Noa: "It is." Noa: "..." Noa: "But some good came of it." Kakeru: "Hm? Like what?" Noa: "Like meeting you." Noa: "And my memories with you staying intact." Kakeru: "Oh yeah. You're right, I'm so glad we didn't have to restart from scratch." Noa: "Are you feeling okay?" Kakeru: "I was dead yesterday, but I'm good now. How about you?" Noa: "I'm fine, too." Noa: "..." Noa: "Do you mind if I cling to you extra hard today?" Kakeru: "Not at all. Knock yourself out." Noa: "Yay." Kakeru: "Guess we should eat and go back." Noa: "Yep." We squeeze each other's hands tight. Wishing that these moments would last forever, we walk slowly. There might be massive hardships in store for us down the road. Things that bring nothing but sorrow. But I believe I can overcome them. I'll keep walking on. With our friends, with the people we care for. We'll keep walking on.
Noa: "The Order, activate!!" Her Stigma expands. A magic formula covers her entire body as The Order's power grows. Noa: "Farewell, Iris. O pitiful god." Iris: "Pitiful? You're calling me... pitiful?!" Noa: "For someone like you who knows not how to love, but only how to hurt, pitiful is the only word for you." Noa: "Maybe if you had even one person to show you real care, you'd have used your power in a just way." Noa: "Pitiful. I truly pity you." Iris: "You rotten little wench...!" Noa: "I'm no wench. I'm Noa Yuuki." Noa: "That's the name of the one delivering your death. Remember it well!" Noa: "Punishment!!" Lightning strikes through Iris. Iris: "Argh...!" The light of Noa's soul crosses worlds. It sears Iris's soul. Iris: "Ngh, khh... Gah...!" Iris: "This...this..." Iris: "I-I can't believe this little wench has...!" Her words are cut off. Her pupils go hollow. Her head slumps down, powerless. Iris... has left Ms. Naruse's body. Miyako: "Ms. Naruse!" Sora: "A-Are you okay?!" I unravel my illusory body restraints. Kujo and Sora prop up Ms. Naruse's weak body. Miyako: "...She's unconscious. But I think she'll be okay." Sora: "She's breathing. Thank goodness! She's alive." Haruka: "We should get her to a hospital." Noa: "Yes, but..." Noa takes a look around us. The infected have all collapsed where they were— Noa: "Huh...?" I notice something strange. The majority of the infected have been freed of Iris's control and collapsed. But a handful of them remain standing still... They've turned to stone. Noa: "What is going on...?" Confusion sets in. Then, I notice something else. The only ones who've turned to stone are the infected facing a certain direction. Facing us. No, behind us. ???: "Nice. Really nice." We hear a chipper voice that clashes with the situation. I think a part of me had a feeling. Everyone is shaken up. But as for me? ???: "It always irritated me how long it'd take for people to turn to stone each time, but this is nice and easy." ???: "Now that I have both eyes, that is." Kakeru: "...Yoichi." I think part of me knew this would happen. Yoichi: "But it sure is inconvenient that I can't turn people to stone unless they look my way." Yoichi: "Hey, can't you do something about that?" Iris: "I cannot. That is just how the Evil Eye operates." An alien plushie appears beside Yoichi. It's not Sophie, of course. Sophitia: "Iris..." Iris: "Hi there. It's been a while. Oh, but from your perspective, I guess it hasn't." Sora: "...Are you kidding me?" Miyako: "No way..." Haruka: "But... why?" Noa: "But I felt my attack hit you! I'm positive you should be dead...!" Iris: "Hahaha." Her ominous laugh sends shivers down our spines. Iris is mocking us for being so shaken up. Iris: "Would you mind at all if I were to say a few words?" Yoichi: "By all means." Iris: "To all of you, it must look as though I've come right back from the dead after your painstaking efforts to kill me, but to me, my arrival has been a few centuries in the making." Iris: "I needed time, so I tried playing dead. Impressions? Was it a convincing performance?" Noa: "You played dead...? Then me beating you..." Iris: "I'm so sorry. Did I get you excited over nothing?" Noa: "I screwed up? That can't be..." Iris: "Did you expect me not to have measures in place despite knowing all of your powers? What fools." Iris: "If you find it hard to believe, why not give it a try? Can you track down my soul?" Sophitia: "...It's hidden too well. She's completely deceived us." Iris: "I sure did, didn't I? I put in the effort. After all, I truly don't wish to die. Hahaha." Noa: "..." Noa clenches her fist in deep frustration. She wasn't able to kill Iris. I have no problem accepting that fact. After all, everything had been going TOO smoothly for comfort. The reason why I'm so shaken up isn't because Iris is alive. —Centuries in the making. That's what she said. So, don't tell me she's... It can't be! Iris: "Hehe. I presume you've figured it out? Yes, that's right." Iris: "Consider me grateful. Thank you, Kakeru." Iris: "For teaching me about the existence of Overlord, that is." Iris: "I thought that the magic to control destiny was but a mere fairytale. It was so preposterous that I had no desire to research it, but if it actually did exist, then that's a different story." Iris: "Artifacts are manmade. Overlord is no exception." Iris: "Which means I should be capable of making one myself, correct?" Kakeru: "Ngh!" I bite hard on my lip. I can taste blood. The one who screwed up here is me. I ended up telling Iris that Overlord actually exists. And because of that, I gave her time to prepare against us. Time to feign her death, lull us into a false sense of security, and create her own Overlord...! Sophitia: "...This is incomprehensible. Why did you return? You no longer have any reason to fixate on Kakeru and the rest." Iris: "Oh, but I do. A big reason, in fact." Iris: "We're unaging beings, aren't we? Anyone I find wretched will eventually die off." Iris: "That's just it. They'll eventually die off. And if they die on me, then I wouldn't be able to vent my frustrations." Iris: "Oh, how I would dwell upon that. So in order to live comfortably, I need to pay them back in full." Iris: "For reducing me to an act as humiliating as playing dead, that is." Kakeru: "Quit fucking around! You wrapped up this many people...! Led them to death...!" Iris: "All for show. Wouldn't you all rather feel a certain level of accomplishment for what you've done?" Iris: "This was my way of being considerate of your feelings. Was it not to your liking?" Kakeru: "You... bastard!" Iris: "Oh my, how frightful. Are you mad?" Yoichi: "Okay, that's enough. Let's cut it short." Iris: "Hehe, I'm sorry. But I used to be a researcher. I love educating people." Iris: "I'm especially keen on explaining how hard I've worked on something. I just get so carried away and chatter on." Iris: "I know you should be able to sympathize, yes?" Yoichi: "Well, I can be a chatterbox myself." Renya: "...Yoichi. You've sided with the evil god, have you?" Yoichi: "I guess that's what it looks like, right? Not that I care." Renya: "And you're fine with that, I assume?" Yoichi: "Good or bad, I just do what I want." Renya: "I see..." Renya: "..." Renya: "...I'm sorry, everyone." Renya: "I'm betraying you." Takamine walks away from us and stands next to Yoichi. Yoichi: "...Why? I think I'm the most surprised here." Renya: "Don't worry about it. It's just what I want to do. I'm choosing to be your ally, not theirs." Yoichi: "Dunno what having an ally without an Artifact does for me, though." Renya: "No, I can serve a purpose." Yoichi: "Huh? For real?" Renya: "...Sever, Yamigarasu." Kakeru: "...! What the...?!" I helplessly crumple to the ground. What did he do to me...? Everything went blank for a second...! Dammit, Takamine was a User, too. No, I should have noticed something earlier. If I think back, Takamine has been able to recognize Sophie's presence. I'm such a goddamn fool...! Noa: "...! He was hiding a relic this entire time...?!" Renya: "Don't hold it against me. You're supposed to keep your ace in the hole secret." Renya: "My Yamigarasu severs any and all. Leave. None of you stand a chance against us." Yoichi: "Wow. I like it. Looks useful." Yoichi: "Give it here, Renya." Renya: "...?!" Fresh blood flies through the air. Takamine starts to slowly stagger in place. Renya: "Yo... ichi...?" Yoichi: "I don't give a crap about some weird 'inseparable' childhood bond." Yoichi: "I don't need your help. You're annoying." Renya: "I... see. If that suits your needs, then..." Yoichi: "..." Sora: "...Huh? ...What? Did he... die...?" Haruka: "No way... Takamine-kun..." Miyako: "Th-That's awful..." Iris: "My, you're just as merciless to this boy as ever. Poor thing." Yoichi: "You know damn well you don't mean that. Now, pick up Renya's Artifact." Iris: "Only you would have the nerve to boss ME around. Well, whatever." Noa: "How could you do that to someone allying with you...?!" Yoichi: "Like I said, I didn't need him to. He's freaking annoying." Yoichi: "Let's hurry and wrap this up. I don't want people getting wise." Noa: "...What do you plan on doing?" Yoichi: "It's obvious, isn't it?" Yoichi: "Killing all of you." Kakeru: "...!" Dammit...! My body won't mov—
Sophitia : "Welcome back." Sophitia : "Now then, what to do now? This has turned into quite a messy affair." Sophitia : "Creating an Overlord by oneself. I won't say I never gave the thought consideration before, but..." Sophitia : "Given that my future self hasn't intervened, I assume I'm either still researching it or have given up." Sophitia : "Well, no matter. Let's sort things out one by one." Sophitia : "What Noa killed wasn't Iris herself, but a dummy soul." Sophitia : "To explain it simply, she wedged that dummy into Satsuki when she joined with her." Sophitia : "Iris controlled Satsuki by way of the dummy, keeping her actual soul strictly concealed." Sophitia : "You need to redo things from this point. If you can kill the main body instead of the dummy, then you should be able to prune the branch where Iris crafted Overlord." Sophitia : "...Well, that would be the ideal outcome, but altering fate doesn't seem to be so simple of a task." Sophitia : "I already spoke about pruning the branches, correct? Overlord can negate undesired fates and render them nonexistent." Sophitia : "In that case, why can we observe them with the World's Eye? The answer is simple. Just because you negate them doesn't mean they disappear off the map." Sophitia : "These branches still exist only up to the point that you observed them with Overlord. What ended up negated was whatever happened after you stopped your observation." Sophitia : "Guiding Kakeru toward a single chosen destiny doesn't mean that all other destinies have been extinguished." Sophitia : "If you so desired, you could most likely navigate down an undesired destiny and observe what lies ahead." Sophitia : "It seems that not even Overlord can completely erase a branch once it's emerged. You're simply ruling out the possibility of ever getting there." Sophitia : "In other words, even if you killed the 'present' Iris, it might not have any effect on the 'future' Iris." Sophitia : "After all, there's already a branch where the 'future' Iris interferes with the 'present' by using Overlord." Sophitia : "This is just conjecture, however. As I've mentioned before, the way worlds work is extremely unclear." Sophitia : "So there's no way of knowing what will happen as a result of both Overlords' constant alterations." Sophitia : "However, if my conjecture is correct, then we shouldn't be out to kill the Iris of the 'present', but the Iris of the 'future' who holds Overlord." Sophitia : "To put things even more simply, we would just have to slay the 'current' Iris, but... we can't test that either way." Sophitia : "We don't have the means to detect a dummy soul. Just leaving it to Noa has ceased to be a viable option." Sophitia : "Also, there's one more hindrance. That boy, Yoichi." Sophitia : "Iris said that it wasn't familiarization, if I recall. So, my guess would be... Iris and Yoichi are synchronized." Sophitia : "It's safe to assume that the infected people were also synchronized with Iris in a certain sense. That is why she was able to bend them to her will." Sophitia : "Though I don't have the foggiest clue as to how she actually managed that... That riot might have been a testing ground for her to link with souls other than that of a Resonant." Sophitia : "Assuming they share a link, Yoichi would be able to utilize almost all of her powers at close to one hundred percent force." Sophitia : "To make matters worse, he has no qualms about harming other people, unlike Kakeru and the others. He's the worst enemy we could face." Sophitia : "This means we will have to search around for yet another way to defeat Iris while also dealing with Yoichi, so..." Sophitia : "..." Sophitia : "I'm sorry that I never have anything useful to tell you. I don't have any good ideas, so it seems all I can do is count on you." Sophitia : "In order to buy as much time as possible, I think you should go back to the day you first connected with Kakeru, April 17th, but..." Sophitia : "I can't say anything for certain. After all, I'm sure Iris and Yoichi started plotting behind the scenes from that day on, too." Sophitia : "Up until now, changing destiny was a skill exclusive to you and Kakeru." Sophitia : "But not anymore. Our foes will be altering fate in a similar fashion to the both of you." Sophitia : "From this point on, we have no idea what will happen. Be extremely careful." Sophitia : "Then again, I'm not sure what kind of precautions you could even take." Sophitia : "I will be praying. For you and Kakeru to win against destiny."
Sora: "Hey, Kakeru! I'm back with the goods." Sora: "Here's the bandage." Kakeru: "Oh, than—"
Sora: "Hey, Kakeru! I'm back with the goods." Sora: "Here's the bandage." Kakeru: "Oh, than—"
Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "..." Satsuki: "Hey, I'm coming in, okay?" Satsuki: "Huh...? The lights aren't on. But you're home, right? Boy, it sure smells funny in here. This place hasn't turned into some hoarder house, has it...?" Satsuki: "Heeey, Kakeru. Are you okay? Are you alive?" Kakeru: "..." Satsuki: "Oh, so you are home. What are you doing here in the dark? Sleeping?" Satsuki: "Wake up. I'm turning on the lights, okay?" Satsuki: "You've been skipping school, so I thought you were sick—" Satsuki: "Wait a... Oh my God..." She's speechless as soon as she turns on the lights. Her frightened eyes look at us. Satsuki: "What is this...?" Kakeru: "...I figured you would react that way, so I pretended not to be home." Satsuki: "Kakeru-kun? Tell me, what are you doing?" Kakeru: "Just spending some time together. With my girlfriend." Satsuki: "..." Kakeru: "I thought I had the door locked. How did you get in?" Sophitia: "I opened it from the inside." Kakeru: "Sophie, eh? First time we've met in this branch, isn't it?" Sophitia: "Yes. Our first time, indeed. The situation in this branch is far more hopeless and abnormal than any other." Kakeru: "...Maybe so. Why are you two together?" Sophitia: "In this branch, Iris doesn't seem to show any interest in Satsuki." Sophitia: "Which is why I made contact first. I could synchronize with her should the need arise." Kakeru: "...Not like synchronizing would do much good anyway." Sophitia: "Quite. In my all-too-weakened state, establishing a deep link would prove to be quite difficult. But, well, let's call it a placebo." Satsuki: "Wait a second. Who cares about any of that? We need the police." Kakeru: "You can call them, but it's no use." Satsuki: "No use...?" Kakeru: "I've erased everyone's existence—Noa's, mine, everyone's." Sophitia: "So that's it. You used Sora's Artifact, I see." Kakeru: "Yeah, that's why no one's been throwing a fit. The only ones who can notice us are you, Sophie, you, Ms. Naruse, and... them. Probably." Satsuki: "Um, sure, but I'm not following any of this." Kakeru: "I've essentially made it so that even if the police arrived, they wouldn't be able to perceive that we're here." Satsuki: "B-But why?" Kakeru: "...I wanted to spend some quiet time. Quiet for now." Satsuki: "..." Kakeru: "...Did you need something?" Satsuki: "I don't. I just came to check on you. Out of concern." Satsuki: "You stopped coming to school, and Sophie told me a lot of things." Kakeru: "Things?" Sophitia: "I've told her about everything I've managed to observe." Sophitia: "And about the thorough strides this 'Yoichi' has made to dominate you." Kakeru: "I see. I'm sorry, Sophie. He's got me." Sophitia: "I should be the one apologizing. I was the one who sowed this seed, after all." Kakeru: "You don't have to. Starting halfway through I was running on my own personal grudge anyway." Kakeru: "I wanted to do better. I didn't want Noa—everyone—to meet this end." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Ms. Naruse, I'm here, as you can plainly see, and I'm alive, so don't worry." Satsuki: "I obviously can't do that. This situation is beyond terrible." Kakeru: "...Maybe so. Yoichi did tell me that I've been 'broken'." Kakeru: "Then again, he's the last person I want to hear that from." Satsuki: "..." Satsuki: "Did Fukazawa-kun really do all this?" Kakeru: "Yes, they were all killed—by him and Iris." Satsuki: "..." Satsuki: "I don't know what to say. Sophie said things were bad, but she put it lightly, so I didn't expect this..." Sophitia: "I didn't mean to put it lightly." Satsuki: "But... um..." Satsuki: "..." Satsuki: "She gave me the gist of things. Basically, there are two White Serpents and the evil one—Iris—is trying to do something bad." Satsuki: "I don't really get it, but if you're wrapped up in something crazy, I figured the least I could do is try to talk things out with you..." Satsuki: "..." Satsuki: "Is there something? Anything I can do?" Kakeru: "There isn't." Kakeru: "...Anyone involved with me will die." Satsuki: "..." Kakeru: "I just... would appreciate it if you left me be. That's all I need for now." Satsuki: "But..." Sophitia: "Satsuki. Let's go." Satsuki: "Um, wh-why not come over to my house? It's been a long time since we last shared a meal and—" Sophitia: "Satsuki." Satsuki: "..." Satsuki: "Is there really nothing that I can do?" Kakeru: "There isn't." Satsuki: "I... see." Satsuki: "..." Sophitia: "Let's go." Satsuki: "...Fine." Kakeru: "..." Sophitia: "Oh, right. Mind if I say something before we leave?" Kakeru: "Sure." Sophitia: "Have you truly given in?" Kakeru: "..." Sophitia: "...I see, then." Sophitia: "Let's go, Satsuki." Satsuki: "I'll be back. At least make sure you eat properly, okay?" Kakeru: "...Thank you for the concern, Satsuki-chan." Satsuki: "..." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "...Just a little longer." Kakeru: "Not much longer... Not much longer..."
Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I'm leaving, Noa." Kakeru: "..." Yoichi: "...Seriously?" My abrupt appearance causes Yoichi's eyes to widen slightly in surprise. He's only flustered for a second. He flashes his usual flippant smile almost immediately. Yoichi: "I'm surprised you knew I'd be here." Kakeru: "If you weren't, I planned on waiting until you came back." Yoichi: "Uh-huh." He gives a disinterested reply as he jumps down from the edge of the roof. Yoichi: "So, you need something from me?" Kakeru: "Yeah." Yoichi: "Ah, wait, don't even think about jumping off here to harass me. That would kind of suck. This is technically my parents' property, after all." Yoichi: "My parents being so hands-off and financially powerful lets me do whatever I please, so if that's the kind of monkey wrench you're trying to throw, then it would actually be kiiiind of annoying." Yoichi: "After all, if I killed my folks, I'm pretty sure they could easily trace it back to me. So, yeah, if you want to die, I'd appreciate if you go do it someplace else." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I've got a question." Yoichi: "What?" Kakeru: "How many have you killed since then?" Yoichi: "I haven't killed THAT much. I'd get found out if I went overboard, even with using my powers." Kakeru: "Why do you kill? For the Artifacts?" Yoichi: "I'm just collecting the Artifacts while I'm at it. The more the merrier, after all." Kakeru: "Killing is your goal?" Yoichi: "Well, if you had to ask, I guess it would be, wouldn't it?" Kakeru: "...Why are you killing?" Yoichi: "Why this, why that. It's getting on my nerves. Why do you even wanna know?" Yoichi: "Let ME ask YOU this: If you were satisfied with my reasoning, would you be like, 'Okay, cool. Get out there and keep on killing, buddy'? Of course not." Yoichi: "Or do you not give a shit about my reasons and just want to say, 'No, you're wrong'? Please, I'm the one who knows that the best. Keep your opinions to yourself." Yoichi: "I don't really have a reason. 'Yoichi Fukuzawa is a psychopath who enjoys murder'. That should be good enough." Yoichi: "I was born that way. I've got powers that leave zero evidence, so I'm using them to fulfill my needs." Yoichi: "That's all there is to it. I have no duty or obligation to persuade you." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "I see." Yoichi: "Did you come all the way here just to ask all those dumb questions?" Kakeru: "Yeah." Yoichi: "Uh-huh, let me guess. You wanted to die, but you at least wanted to learn about me beforehand—something like that?" Yoichi: "If that's the case, forgive my lack of tact. But really, if you're looking for, hmm, pathos? You know, like some enemy from a manga? You're not going to find any from me." Yoichi: "Well, not that I really care. If you want to die, knock yourself out, but go jump to your doom someplace else, all right?" Kakeru: "..." Yoichi: "Oh, unless you came because you wanted me to kill you? Wow, sorry for not picking up on that." Yoichi: "Well then, maybe I should get Iris to send us someplace to do this. Where to? You can decide." Kakeru: "I've been thinking about it this whole time." Yoichi: "Hm? What, your grave?" Kakeru: "If you had a reason I could sympathize with, I would consider letting you have one branch where you could do whatever you wanted." Yoichi: "Ahh. So you really did want to convince yourself after all. That's so dumb." Yoichi: "Also, Kakeru? Couldn't help but notice you make it sound like you could actually stop me if you wanted." Kakeru: "'Even if you die, I'll rewind the clock for you'. That's what Iris said and it's been nagging at me ever since." Yoichi: "Excuse me?" Kakeru: "The future Iris is supposed to possess Overlord. Memories are the only things capable of traveling across time. You can't send Artifacts themselves back into the past." Kakeru: "The one linked with you right now is the Iris of the future. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to take over those memories. She needs to place you under the effects of Overlord." Kakeru: "The Iris of the present is simply receiving memories from her future self. She doesn't possess Overlord." Yoichi: "Man, this conversation is falling apart. You still got more to say?" Kakeru: "The one rewinding time is neither the Iris of the present nor you, Yoichi—it's the Iris of the future." Kakeru: "Even if I manage to kill both present Iris and you, there'd be no point. Future Iris would just end up using Overlord." Yoichi: "Ohh, so you're trying to say that's the reason you're giving up?" Kakeru: "I'm saying that if I kill future Iris, then you can't rewind time. I can kill both you and Iris." Yoichi: "..." Yoichi squints his eyes sharply. Yoichi: "I had a vague inkling the moment you came here, but... you haven't given in yet, have you?" Kakeru: "...I almost did, but then I realized." Kakeru: "I pondered and pondered. Then, I realized. If the future Iris is rewinding time and not you..." Kakeru: "Then what about me? Who's been the one rewinding time every time that I die?" Kakeru: "I don't have this 'Overlord' either. It was never me, Yoichi." Kakeru: "So, how does it happen? When I realized it, it all instantly clicked. I figured out how to use my power." I open up my palm. Atop it, a small flame flickers. Yoichi: "A fire Artifact...? But I collected the one off that guy. There's still one around?" Kakeru: "No, there isn't. The shard of the World's Eye is my only Artifact." Kakeru: "My power is to open the doors to worlds." Kakeru: "Once I comprehended that, I noticed. If I can link with the version of myself from different worlds, then I can link with the version of myself from different branches." Kakeru: "Actually, Sophie is observing the me from other branches and synchronizing my memories." Kakeru: "Or maybe I should be saying she's 'correlating' them. I thought I could do it, so I tried it." Yoichi: "..." A Stigma appears on Yoichi's face. I activate the power of my Evil Eye, canceling out the power of Yoichi's. Kakeru: "Even if you have both eyes at your disposal, I can still manage to cancel your power out. I may have only one of the eyes, but it looks like you can't turn me to stone either way." Yoichi: "...Why do you have the Evil Eye, too?" Kakeru: "My power is to open doors and bridge paths." Kakeru: "Right now, I can use all the Artifact powers I've gained in other branches." Yoichi: "Hmph. Well, that sure sounds like a sweet deal. Maybe I can do that if I assimilate a shard of the World's Eye, too." Kakeru: "Of course you can't. Not if you can't even fully control an illusory body." Yoichi: "...Well, look who's cocky. Did you forget that even if I don't borrow powers from different branches, I still have Iris's powers?" Yoichi: "Actually, it's hopeless even IF you borrow powers from yourself in other branches. You won't be able to kill me. We're both borrowing powers, but there's a world of difference between us." Yoichi: "Are you trying to die after all? Like, you're at the end of your rope and now you at least want to go out fighting like a man, or something?" Yoichi: "If that's the case, then I don't mind taking your little bait." Kakeru: "I'm not at the end of any rope. Nor do I plan on dying." Kakeru: "I've just been waiting. I've been waiting for this moment to come." Yoichi: "What moment?" Kakeru: "Hey, are you listening?" Yoichi: "Pardon?" Kakeru: "I always wondered why the memories from other branches I'd take over would be so fragmented." Kakeru: "I need it. Let me take over all of them. Every last one." Kakeru: "Please!"
Noa: "My work here is done, correct?" Kakeru: "Yeah..." Noa: "As agreed, you owe me one week's worth." Kakeru: "As agreed, yes." Noa: "...I'll be going, then." Miyako: "..." Miyako: "An anticlimactic resolution, she said. But is it really over?" Sora: "I assume you can't, like, read a statue's memories?" Miyako: "..." Miyako: "No. It seems I cannot." Sora: "I see..." Kakeru: "This suicide note is the only lead we have left now." Sora: "Does this mean the murders are over?" Miyako: "Yes, it does. However..." Miyako: "..." Miyako: "Even if it was the culprit himself, yet another person has ended up dead. I can't take any joy in this outcome." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Sora." Sora: "Huh? Oh, wh-what is it? I've never seen one of these before, so... the fact that this is a person is hitting me really hard." Kakeru: "Try not to let it overwhelm you. Can you and Miyako go get Ms. Naruse?" Sora: "Satsuki-chan?" Kakeru: "Yeah. We can't just leave him like this." Miyako: "What are you going to do, Kakeru-kun?" Kakeru: "I'll call the police... er, on second thought, maybe I should hold off on that until I get Ms. Naruse's permission. Actually, I think I'll try searching him for clues." Miyako: "Oh, let me help you." Kakeru: "No, you should stay away from this. Please, try to rest at Ms. Naruse's place." Miyako: "..." Sora: "Let's go, Miya." Miyako: "O-Okay." Miyako: "..." Sora: "I wasn't expecting that, were you? Sure was a shocking turn of events, to say the least." Miyako: "Yes, it sure was." Sora: "But it still doesn't sit right, does it? Oh, I mean, all of it really being over is for the best, don't get me wrong." Sora: "Ahh, but seeing how someone's dead, I probably shouldn't be saying it's the for the best. I'm sorry. I'm so shaken up that I keep putting my foot in my mouth." Miyako: "No, I feel the same. I know how you feel when you say it doesn't sit right." Miyako: "Do you really think it's all over?" Sora: "Can't really say. I mean, there was a suicide note. Oh, but it might be a fake for all we know." Miyako: "That might be true. But I wonder if they'd leave that kind of proof behind." Sora: "I guess they could find out if they run a handwriting analysis. But it's all up in the air if that person was forced to write the note." Miyako: "I see. In that case, that wouldn't work as proof, would it?" Sora: "I mean, I'm kind of speaking under the assumption that there IS a true culprit." Miyako: "Ah, I shouldn't be so suspicious. I'm sorry." Sora: "Don't worry, let's leave the rest to the police. In the meantime, let's get to Satsuki-chan and—" Sora: "Huh? The lights are out." Miyako: "Maybe she's out?" Sora: "Maybe. Hello, anyone home?" Miyako: "..." Sora: "..." Miyako: "Doesn't seem like it." Sora: "Oh, maybe she's at the annex? Wait here and I'll go check. Just keep spamming the doorbell in the meantime." Miyako: "Huh? Um, okay." Sora: "I'll be right back!" Miyako: "Good luck." Miyako: "..." Miyako: "......" Miyako: "..." Miyako: "I have a feeling it isn't over yet. None of it."
Sora: "You're my hero. Doesn't matter what anyone says, or even what you think, I'll always love you." Sora: "I know I cause trouble for you all the time, and I don't even have an Artifact anymore, so I probably won't be able to help in the future." Sora: "But I want to do whatever I can for you. You always do everything I ask, so I want to be able to do something for you, too." Sora: "No matter what happens, don't forget that, okay? Whenever you're worried, remember I'm here for you." Kakeru: "I will. Thank you." Sora: "Heheh. Talking all serious like this isn't really me, huh? It's kinda embarrassing." Kakeru: "Don't say that. You really made me feel better. Thanks." Sora: "I did?" Kakeru: "Yeah, you did." Sora: "Good." Sora: "I'll hold your hand until you fall asleep. So don't worry if some ghost comes to haunt your dreams—I'll chase her away for you." Sora: "Just rest easy and sleep tight!" Kakeru: "Thanks. I think I will." Sora: "Good night, onii-chan." Kakeru: "Good night, Sora." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "......" Kakeru: "........." Sora: "Look at that. He's out like a light." Sora: "Good going. Rest easy, onii-chan." Sora: "..." Sora: "All right, better snap a photo of him sleeping for posterity."
Ghost: "You just love working me to the bone, dontcha?" Kakeru: "Please, do this for me. I just don't want to leave her by herself." Ghost: "That was a joke. Now gimme." Kakeru: "Hm?" Ghost: "Can't get on the train if I'm broke, can I?" Kakeru: "Oh, of course." Ghost: "Thanks. C'mon, let's get going." Haruka: "Yes. It'll take about an hour... Two at most." Kakeru: "Got it." Haruka: "Oh, I was hoping I could stay the night again..." Kakeru: "I was thinking the same thing." Haruka: "G-Great! See you later." Kakeru: "I'll be waiting." Haruka: "Me too!" Ghost: "If you two don't cut out the flirting, we're gonna miss the train." Haruka: "R-Right! Bye." Ghost: "Ah, crap. We ain't gonna make it. Gotta shoot for the next train." Haruka: "O-Okay. Sorry about that." Ghost: "Huh? What're ya apologizin' for?" Haruka: "Huh? Um, because you got mad and told us to stop flirting..." Ghost: "I wasn't really mad, jeez. Don't get all scared over the small stuff like that." Haruka: "I-I'm sorry." Ghost: "I just told ya—" Ghost: "..." Ghost: "Have a li'l more confidence, will ya? If you keep on saying 'sorry this' and 'sorry that', then Captain's gonna be in an awkward spot." Haruka: "..." Ghost: "What?" Haruka: "I was just thinking how you were kind of harsh at the start, but now you've become really nice." Ghost: "Y'know, I sure can't tell which you are—delicate or daring." Haruka: "Ah, um, I'm sorr—"
Noa: "Did you message her?" Kakeru: "Yeah, I did. She said she'll be waiting at the station. Are you going to change?" Noa: "I wanted to take a shower first, actually..." Kakeru: "Ahh, right, right. I'll tell her it'll be a little bit before we leave." Noa: "I'll try not to take too long." Kakeru: "Take your time. I should probably shower myself." Noa: "We could take one together. Oh, maybe not. I feel that'd take even longer." Kakeru: "...Yeah. Let's hold back on any make-out sessions for now. Anyways, I'll change and brush my teeth." Noa: "Okay." Noa: "..." Noa: "I wonder if I still have shampoo left." Noa: "Hmm, should be okay." Noa: "Oh, oops, I need a towel." Noa: "K-Kakeru~" Kakeru: "What's up?" Noa: "I need a towel..." Kakeru: "Sure, hang tight." Noa: "Okay." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "Here ya go." Noa: "Thank you. I'll make it a quick shower." Kakeru: "No rush. I told Sora that we'd take a while anyway." Noa: "Right. Okay, then." Noa: "..." Noa: "Lunch with Sora might be a little awkward..." Noa: "But I don't want to make her wait, so I'd better shower quick."
Yoichi: "What are you doing? Talking to Sophie? Or talking to yourself? If you are, you really MUST be in bad shape." Yoichi: "I must've sent you too far over the edge. You're totally off your rocker now." Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "They're here." Yoichi: "Huh?" Yoichi: "...Hey, hold on." The souls enter their empty vessels. And the four stand up. Miyako: "..." Sora: "..." Haruka: "..." Noa: "..." Yoichi: "...Thought the rules were you can only control one illusory body at a time." Kakeru: "...I'm not controlling them. I just called for them." Kakeru: "Everyone, no problems forming the link, right?" Miyako: "No, none at all. I get what's going on perfectly as well." Sora: "That guy's the last boss, right?" Haruka: "More accurately, Iris has formed a link with that person, correct?" Noa: "...Regardless of who it is, we have to defeat them." Noa: "I've got the memories of our defeats as well. This time we WON'T lose!" Yoichi: "Link? So, that's what's going on, eh?" Yoichi: "Basically, you're each controlling an illusory body just like Iris. And from different branches, to boot. Quite the clever idea you've thought up." Kakeru: "...An idea alone couldn't have done this." Kakeru: "There are a lot of branches where things failed. So many regrets for what could have been if things just went better." Kakeru: "But it wasn't all wasted effort." Kakeru: "None of what I've done till now has been wasted effort." Kakeru: "The bonds I had with everyone helped me not give in." Yoichi: "Bonds, eh? That's so corny. Utterly stupid." Kakeru: "Those 'stupid' bonds are going to seal your defeat." Kakeru: "Let's go, Yoichi." Kakeru: "Let's settle the score." Yoichi: "...You've got more people here, but the results are going to be the same, Kakeru." Yoichi: "You'll all die a quick death." Yoichi flicks his finger. Our heads come flying off. Or at least, they normally would. Yoichi: "...Huh? What happened to my power?" Miyako: "You can have it back." Yoichi: "Ngh!" Yoichi leans his body back as the power trims a few inches off his bangs, sending the strands of hair wafting to the floor. Miyako: "The versions of me in the other branches taught me the right way to use this power." Miyako: "I'm not capable of being ruthless. I'm just too weak for that kind of thing." Miyako: "However, I'll take all the hate you point Kakeru-kun's way and give it right back to you, Fukazawa-kun." Miyako: "I won't let you hurt Kakeru-kun any longer." Yoichi: "...Annoying bitch." Kakeru: "You've underestimated us too much. Now, put up your barrier." Yoichi: "Don't mind if I do. Even if I did manage to rewind, I would hate to die that way." Sora: "Well, not like there's much point in putting it up anyway. Now, disappear!" Yoichi: "..." Sora: "All right, I did it!" Sora: "...Uh, I got swept up in the moment to pat myself on the back, but why was I able to use my powers? I shouldn't have my Artifact anymore..." Kakeru: "I formed a contract with it. Kujo and Haruka's powers, too." Sora: "Ahh, I see. Your powers can work through the illusory bodies too, huh, bro-bro?" Yoichi: "Ah, crap. I shouldn't have given that to you after all. I fucked up." Kakeru: "Noa." Noa: "...Yes, I understand. I'm the only one who can use The Order." Noa: "As long as there's no barrier, I can judge him to the fullest extent, but I won't waste my shots." Noa: "I'll conserve my power for the final stroke." Kakeru: "Right, I'm counting on you." Haruka: "I will focus on whatever it is I can do. I will give all my power to you, Kakeru-san!" Kakeru: "I appreciate it." Kakeru: "Miyako, Sora, I'm counting on you guys for backup, too." Miyako: "Yeah!" Sora: "Leave it to us!" Kakeru: "Come, Lena." Lena: "Heh, I thought you'd never call." Yoichi: "...That's just a rip-off of my illusory body. Still trying to bump up your numbers?" Lena: "Wazzat? What'dya just say, jackass?" Yoichi: "Okay, not enjoying how crowded this party is getting. Guess I'll bring mine out." Yoichi: "Come." Ghost: "Hey now, ain't you the spittin' image of me? What, you some kinda fan? Fuckin' gross." Lena: "...Wha? Hey, Cap'n. Leave that one to me. I'll fuckin' kill 'er." Ghost: "Just try it, ya trash-ass bitch!" Lena: "I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face, ya candy-ass piece of shit!" Lena and Ghost take off at the same time. Ghost: "Now, die!!" Lena: "Right back at ya!!" Their forces clash with each other. The twin illusory bodies battle on, sustaining injuries that instantly heal all the while. Yoichi: "Ah, this makes things easier. Neither of them can die, so should we have our illusory bodies duke it out for us?" Yoichi: "The loser has to do what the winner says. Deal?" Kakeru: "Quit trying to weasel your way out. I'm here to kill you." Yoichi: "Kill me how?" Yoichi shrugs with a bemused expression. Yoichi: "You had me surprised when those four came out, but they can't use their full power in illusory bodies." Yoichi: "Besides, you said the link is going fine? They're barely able to move, aren't they? That's the only reason they'd be 'conserving' anything." Noa: "..." Yoichi: "See? Read you like a book. I bet you don't have any way TO kill me." Yoichi: "And I can't carelessly attack either. Not unless I want to get countered by Kujo-san." Yoichi: "Neither of us can finish the other off. We'd just tire ourselves out by fighting like this." Yoichi: "So, let's let our illusory bodies fight and the loser walks away. I think that would be a good compromise, don't you?" Kakeru: "...You've got to be kidding. We were never going after your illusory body. Neither of us were—not me nor Lena." Yoichi: "What?" Lena: "Ya shouldn't let me get so close." Lena smirks as blood gushes out from her left hand. And since Lena isn't capable of bleeding, the blood isn't hers. Yoichi: "What did you...?!" Yoichi drops to his knees. Ghost: "Bastard...!" He's probably barely hanging on to consciousness. He's unable to maintain his illusory body, meaning Ghost disappears. Yoichi: "What did you... do...?!" Kakeru: "Sorry, Miyako. I hate to use it this way." Miyako: "It's fine. I trust in you no matter what happens, Kakeru-kun." Yoichi: "I get it. Kujo-san's power...!" Kakeru: "Miyako's power can steal other people's property, but it doesn't apply to everything. There are some things you can't steal." Kakeru: "You can't steal things that are firmly attached to something. Making someone die instantly from stealing their heart, for example, isn't possible." Kakeru: "But if it's just something that flows, then you can steal it." Lena: "Yep, that's the gist of it." Yoichi: "...!" A torrent of blood comes flowing out of Lena's hand once again. Yoichi: "Hah...! Dammit...!" Lena: "You're still alive? Maybe the next one'll do you in." Yoichi: "This is a... gross little trick you're pulling...!" Yoichi: "Neither of us can finish the other off. We'd just tire ourselves out by fighting like this." Yoichi: "So, let's let our illusory bodies fight and the loser walks away. I think that would be a good compromise, don't you?" Kakeru: "...You've got to be kidding. We were never going after your illusory body. Neither of us were—not me nor Lena." Yoichi: "Grk!" Yoichi teleports back and gains distance from us. ...Must've rewound time. Yoichi: "Don't let her near me." Ghost: "Yeah, I know already. Can it!" Lena: "Heh, ran away, eh? Laaame." Yoichi: "..." Kakeru: "You're not smiling anymore. I guess that got you pissed." Yoichi: "Just shut up." A countless number of floating objects materialize around Yoichi. Spears, orbs, spinning blades— All of them of varying power, I suppose. Supposing we all had Miyako's power, then the most we could steal would be six. If he shoots any more than that, we wouldn't be able to steal them all. That's probably what he's thinking, but... it's pointless. Yoichi: "It's my turn now." Yoichi: "Die!" Kakeru: "..." We don't even have to avoid them. Kakeru: "Disappear." The countless floating objects Yoichi fires disappear into nothingness. Gone without a trace, never hitting us. All of them, gone. Yoichi: "..." Sora: "Was that my power just now? I don't really know how I feel about him using it better than the person who owns it—i.e. me." Noa: "Having an aptitude for all Artifacts and drawing out their full potential—that's Kakeru's talent." Noa: "If I had to name it, then perhaps 'Overdrive' would be a suitable fit." Sora: "Uh, right. Naming aside, I assume brother dearest over there has basically gotten strong enough to fight solo, right?" Noa: "It's strength he's gained by overcoming despair. He simply wants us all to be by his side." Noa: "Even if he would be fine enough on his own." Sora: "Oh. I get it now." Sora: "Onii-chan, you can do it! We're right here with you!" Yoichi: "Golly, aren't YOU lucky to have so many people in your corner?" Kakeru: "You're the one who's forsaken your allies. Whatever happened to Takamine?" Yoichi: "I would never go out of my way to see that pain in the neck. His power isn't even easy to use, at that." Kakeru: "I see. Say, Yoichi?" Yoichi: "What?" Kakeru: "You're not thinking that you'll stay safe by keeping your distance, are you?" Yoichi: "Don't get cocky with me. You know Kujo-san's power is the only one that can kill me." Kakeru: "Heads up." Yoichi: "Huh?" Yoichi: "Grk!" A chunk of ice falls from high overhead, hits Yoichi dead-on, and rips through him. Blood and pieces of flesh go flying in the air. With his head squashed flat, Yoichi's corpse tumbles to the ground. Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Rewind already. Time for the next act." Kakeru: "I see. Say, Yoichi?" Yoichi: "What?" Kakeru: "You're not thinking that you'll stay safe by keeping your distance, are you?" Yoichi: "Tch!" He teleports. Right after, the mass of ice falls in the spot where Yoichi was standing and shatters. Kakeru: "I wonder what the chances are of frozen airplane debris killing someone? Something like that normally wouldn't happen." Yoichi: "..." Kakeru: "But I can make any stroke of misfortune, any coincidence, or any miracle happen." Haruka: "Normally, it probably wouldn't work on someone as strong as you." Haruka: "But right now, I'm using my own power to boost the version of my power that Kakeru-san is using!" Haruka: "So NOTHING is impossible!" Kakeru: "Watch out, Yoichi. No place is safe for you." Yoichi: "Every little stunt you're pulling sure is nasty. It's almost like YOU'RE the villain here." Yoichi: "I'll tell you one more time. This will get you nowhere." Yoichi: "Have you already forgotten your goal? You really want to kill Iris, don't you? Killing me serves no purpose." Kakeru: "With all due respect to Sophie, I'll be honest—I couldn't give a damn about Iris now." Kakeru: "I'm going to kill you. And I'll keep killing you. Until your heart snaps in two." Kakeru: "I'll kill you over and over." Kakeru: "How long would you be able to keep yourself together then, Yoichi?" Yoichi: "Crap, I did overdo it after all. Now his goal is getting revenge on me." Yoichi: "The odds aren't in my favor here. My illusory body is useless, too." Ghost: "Wazzat?! I'm over here fightin' this bitch, ain't I?!" Lena: "Barely keepin' it together in a fight after gettin' called trash is pretty pathetic, ain't it? Well, ain't it?!" Ghost: "You bitch. I'll fuckin' kill you...!" Yoichi: "Why is THAT the personality I ended up giving you? Anyway, I should probably get out of here. But the thought pisses me off!" ???: "Then allow me to lend a hand." Yoichi: "...What?" Renya: "Sever, Yamigarasu." Miyako: "Huh...?" Sora: "Urk...!" Haruka: "Wha...?" Noa: "Ngh...!" The four girls lurch over in place. Takamine's power seems to have weakened the link between me and them a little. ...So he's going to back Yoichi after all, huh? Renya: "...Seems I couldn't completely sever it. Quite strong, I admit. However, that should be sufficient. Your power has indeed diminished." Yoichi: "...Why are you here?" Renya: "I've come to provide assistance. No explanations necessary. Iris already filled me in." Yoichi: "...Her doing, huh? She really shouldn't have." Haruka: "I-It's hard to move my body. B-But my power is still alive!" Miyako: "Me too. I-I'm fine!" Sora: "I can keep the barrier erased! I'm still good to go, bro-bro!" Noa: "Ngh, if I borrow Haruka's power and pray myself, we can maintain the power boost to—" Kakeru: "Noa, don't panic. You don't have to waste any strength. I'm fine." Noa: "...Okay." Lena: "...Tch!" Ghost: "What'ssa matter? Ora ora!!" Yoichi: "...His illusory body got slower. What did you do?" Renya: "I severed his flow of power. Actually, I failed to completely sever it, but I am positive that I've weakened it." Renya: "If I just chop away at it a few more times with my Yamigarasu, I can..." Yoichi: "Hold on. Don't use it without a plan. It'll get stolen." Renya: "Mmm. Yes, I almost forgot." Renya: "He's able to use several abilities all at the same time. Plus, those girls will regenerate any injuries they may sustain, correct?" Renya: "Undying avatars that possess the same abilities as the main body. Quite pesky, I must say." Yoichi: "Renya, you're strong enough without your ability, right? Kakeru won't kill you. You'll win if you take him on without any powers." Renya: "...Aha, a fine plan. Very well, then. I shall take him on. You retreat, Yoichi." Yoichi: "Normally I would, but I'm a little pissed off now." Yoichi: "I'll escape AFTER I get my payback." Renya: "...Affirmative." Kakeru: "Your discussion over?" Yoichi: "You and that calm front you're putting on really do piss me off." Kakeru: "It's a strange feeling. Usually we're on that side of things." Kakeru: "Hitting a wall, worrying, discussing plans, trying out new ideas, suffering from setbacks." Kakeru: "And as we become desperate, Iris is always there—looking at us and laughing. You understand, right? It's bound to piss you off." Kakeru: "That's why I've been waiting—waiting for the chance to squash a plan that YOU formulate in desperation." Yoichi: "Renya!" Renya: "Right. Have at you!" Kakeru: "Sorry, but I don't intend on taking you on, Takamine." Yoichi: "Ngh!" My illusory body vines reach from the ground, entangling Yoichi's leg. Kakeru: "You're my only target here." Yoichi: "Grk, ah...!" Flames blow from the vines, setting Yoichi ablaze. Yoichi: "You piece of shit...!" Renya: "Yoichi...! Sever—" Yoichi: "I told you not to use it without a plan!" Kakeru: "I'll take that." Renya: "What...?!" Yoichi: "Ngh!" Kakeru: "It can sever anything, huh? Seems useful." More vines extend from the ground and fling the unconscious Yoichi off the roof. Renya: "Yoichiiii!!" Yoichi: "Renya!" Renya: "Right. Have at you!" Kakeru: "Sorry, but I don't intend on taking you on, Takamine." Ghost: "I know your scheme." Ghost appears in front of me and grabs me by the lapels. Ghost: "Not enough time to steal powers at point-blank range, eh? Now die, you—" Before she can finish her sentence, she abruptly vanishes. Kakeru: "Take the shot right away if you've got it. Your big mouths are your weakness." Renya: "What? What did you just do?" Kakeru: "I'm sorry for calling it shoddy before, Sora. Your power is extremely useful." Sora: "R-Right. Dunno how I feel about getting praised in a situation like this, though." Lena: "Hey, Captain, you said you'd let me handle 'er." Kakeru: "I had to do it. You were taking forever." Lena: "Psh, whatever. Hey, Commander. Why don'cha c'mere and..." Lena: "...play with me!" Renya: "Blast...!" Yoichi: "..." Yoichi bites his lip in frustration. I can't deny the fact that seeing that face fills me with a sense of superiority. But I'm not so caught up in the excitement as to fan the flames by gloating. Instead, I stretch my illusory body across the entire rooftop like a spider's web. With this web set, no matter where Yoichi teleports, I'll have him in the palm of my hand. I just mercilessly... Yoichi: "Ngh!" Kill. Yoichi: "Gah...!" And kill. Yoichi: "Ngh!" And keep killing. Yoichi: "Hah... hah...!" Kakeru: "Not done yet, Yoichi?" Yoichi: "You seem to be enjoying yourself, don't you, Kakeru? Now you're starting to see how I feel, aren't you?" Kakeru: "Yeah. Beating up on someone without them fighting back feels good." Kakeru: "But you want to know my real answer?" Kakeru: "I don't know a DAMN thing about how you feel." Kakeru: "You've repeatedly gotten hurt, you've repeatedly died, and yet you still want to kill people?" Kakeru: "All your wisecracking and stupid shit you'd talk about in school..." Kakeru: "That was more fun than this, wasn't it?! Yoichi!" Yoichi: "I'm truly disappointed." Yoichi spits out, glaring at me in disdain. Yoichi: "So, you're just like all the others, Kakeru. Only able to think through things by YOUR standards." Yoichi: "I want to be free. I just want to use the power I've received however I like." Yoichi: "Don't try to push what's 'right' on me." Yoichi: "That was more fun, you say? Quit talking like you know me." Yoichi: "I can't fucking STAND to live that way...!" Yoichi: "Quit trying to tie me down! You're getting on my last fucking nerves, Kakeru!" Kakeru: "So, finally speaking from the heart, eh?" Yoichi: "I'll kill you...!" Kakeru: "Bring it, Yoichi!" Noa: "..." Sora: "This doesn't seem like the same onii-chan that I know..." Noa: "...He was most likely forced to become like this, in order to seize the destiny he so desired." Miyako: "In this branch, all of us are already dead, aren't we?" Noa: "That's right." Haruka: "So, even if he wins this fight, Kakeru-san will still..." Noa: "..." Noa: "Our powers while in illusory body form are insignificant, and the extent of what we can do is extremely limited." Noa: "But even so, he called for us to be here because he needed us." Noa: "Let's give it our all to support him. Give him the push he needs." Noa: "And let's watch the conclusion he brings about." Haruka: "...Okay!" Yoichi: "Dammit, dammit!!" Kakeru: "This is the first time I've seen you so openly display your emotions." Yoichi: "Ngh...!" Renya: "Yoichi!" Lena: "Don't go lookin' to the side, bud! Orah!" Renya: "Grk, what powerful physical abilities! I have to go help Yoichi, but I cannot!" Renya: "Yoichi alone cannot defeat that man...!" Yoichi: "Shut your mouth!" Yoichi: "Grr..." Yoichi: "Iris! I know you're watching! I'll make you a usable illusory body, so lend me a hand!" Yoichi: "Tch, I can't believe she's ignoring me. What the hell is she thinking?! If you don't plan on helping, then..." Yoichi: "Give me more power! Iris!!" Yoichi: "Enhance the strength of the link!!" Kakeru: "...?!" Yoichi: "Gngh! Aaaaaah!!" Noa: "His Stigma is starting to expand." Kakeru: "Yoichi!!" Sora: "Huh? Why? I can't erase the barrier!" Yoichi: "Trying to attack during the power up cutscene, eh? That's mighty bad form, Kakeru!" Kakeru: "Grk!" Miyako: "Ngh! No good. I wasn't able to steal his power either!" Yoichi: "I should have just done this from the start. Now, let's tear each other apart, Kakeru!" Haruka: "He's gotten more powerful? I need to pray even harder, then!" Sophitia: "That alone will not be enough." Haruka: "Huh?" Sophitia: "Use this, Kakeru!" Kakeru: "...?!" I reflexively catch the item that comes flying my way. It's a cylindrical test tube-like container with a silver liquid inside. ...An Artifact? Kakeru: "Sophie, what is this?" Sophitia: "I'll explain later. Hurry up and make the contract!" Kakeru: "...Hngh!" I gain some distance from Yoichi, open the container's lid, and ingest the contents. Kakeru: "Grk...!" An immense power courses through me. This is...! Yoichi: "Well, we're in the same boat now. I'm not going to wait either, Kakeru!" Kakeru: "...Ngh!" Noa: "Kakeru!" Sophitia: "It's fine." Kakeru: "..." Noa: "...A barrier?" Sophitia: "A first generation Artifact. In other words, the type of powerful Artifact that Iris favors. I withdrew what I could." Sophitia: "I forced it inside of there, so I imagine the kickback once you downed it was quite intense." Kakeru: "Say something sooner. I almost died." Sora: "Onii-chan, are you alright? Your Stigma instantly expanded." Kakeru: "Yeah, I'm just fine." Haruka: "I can feel an incredibly strong power through Kakeru-san." Sophitia: "He might be sharing that power with the rest of you, but I'd advise against using it." Sophitia: "Its energy consumption is every bit as great as its power. You'll end up disconnecting the link." Miyako: "Then, we really have no use now..." Sophitia: "You only need to watch. Nothing can impede his victory now." Renya: "I wouldn't forget that I'm still here acting as the joker—the wild card in the wings!" Lena: "C'mon, now. You're just a throwaway card. Y'see, unlike those ladies..." Renya: "Grk!" Lena: "I can use his power as much as I damn well please. Ora! One more shot!" Renya: "Ngh! Gaaaaaaah!!" Unable to fully defend against the shockwave, Takamine is blown back and hits the ground hard. Renya: "Ngh, khh...!" Takamine tries to stand up, but his body wobbles and gives way as he collapses to the ground unconscious. Lena: "And stay down. Makin' me waste my friggin' time. What'd you even come for?" Lena: "Got the nuisance outta the way, Captain. Now you can go one-on-one." Yoichi: "..." Kakeru: "..." Yoichi: "Kakeru has a barrier too, huh? That sucks. Oh well, at least I'm out of that death loop, so I guess it's better than nothing." Kakeru: "No, it's not over yet." Yoichi: "Come again?" Kakeru: "You have nothing but borrowed power." I fire a whirlwind. Yoichi: "..." It collides with Yoichi's barrier. Yoichi: "Huh?!" And easily shatters it. He shows a moment of hesitation—one I won't let pass me by. I use the super speed Artifact. I travel ten yards in less than a second, meeting him at point-blank range. Yoichi: "Ngh!" Kakeru: "You're going to keep dying." Yoichi: "Quit fucking with...!" Kakeru: "See you." I tap Yoichi on the chest with my fist. Yoichi: "Hngh!" He explodes. The torrent of power that swelled in Yoichi's body bursts out and sends him flying into tiny pieces. It rains blood and flesh. Lena: "Yeesh, really? That's fuckin' gross." Sophitia: "Quite devastating, indeed. That was overkill, Kakeru." Kakeru: "Well, I can't adjust the force since I'm not used to it yet." Kakeru: "Go ahead and rewind already, Iris. I don't want to leave this in the others' memories." Yoichi: "Kakeru has a barrier too, huh? That sucks. Oh well, at least I'm out of that death loop, so I guess it's better than nothing." Kakeru: "No, it's not over yet." Yoichi: "Come again?" Kakeru: "You have nothing but borrowed power." I fire a whirlwind. Yoichi: "Ngh!" Yoichi doesn't use his barrier to shield himself, but teleports to avoid the blast instead. But I won't let him get away. I instantly close in on him and grab Yoichi's arm before he can teleport off again. Yoichi: "You no-good piece of shit...!" Yoichi cuts off his own arm. His arm flies in mid-air before bursting open. Yoichi: "Haah, hah, hah...!" Kakeru: "One of the conditions for teleporting is that you have to be in the air. You shouldn't overuse it. The next moment you land will be fatal." Yoichi: "Cocky shit. Iris! Hurry and rewind!" Yoichi: "Kakeru has a barrier too, huh? That sucks. Oh well, at least I'm out of that death loop, so I guess it's better than nothing." Kakeru: "No, it's not over yet." Yoichi: "Come again?" Kakeru: "You have nothing but borrowed power." I fire a whirlwind. Yoichi: "Piece of shit!" Yoichi also fires a shockwave, but... Yoichi: "Khh!" His is weaker. Unable to cancel mine out completely, he loses balance. Kakeru: "..." Yoichi: "Tch!" He sees that I'm rapidly approaching and teleports a large distance backwards. Kakeru: "I can see you sweating pretty bad. How many retries has it been?" Yoichi: "Shut your mouth." Yoichi: "How? How is there this much of a difference now?!" Sophitia: "Just as Kakeru said, you are simply borrowing Iris's powers. As long as you're in a link, your power will naturally be inferior." Sophitia: "Also, there's the difference in talents. You weren't even able to use the illusory body Artifact correctly, were you? Kakeru, on the other hand, can use everything." Sophitia: "Even if your powers weren't borrowed, you could never beat Kakeru." Yoichi: "Quit trying to fuck with me...!" Kakeru: "Give it up already, Yoichi. If you swear to abandon your powers, I won't kill you anymore." Yoichi: "I already told you before." Yoichi: "Don't try and tie me down! Don't you dare..." Yoichi: "Don't you dare take pity on me!!" Yoichi shouts hysterically. This very well may be what Yoichi has kept hidden deep inside of him this entire time—his true nature. Yoichi has always been at the center of attention. But he's probably always felt a sense of isolation and inferiority—like he's different from everyone else. He might be carrying some emotional scars from somewhere other than school—somewhere I don't know. Nevertheless... ...that doesn't just make it okay to hurt people. Although the same goes for me, since I can only seem to stop Yoichi through violence. I have absolutely no right to pity anyone. Sophitia: "His soul is fluctuating wildly. He's no longer a match for Kakeru. This is all but over." Noa: "This doesn't make sense. It's already the eleventh hour, so why hasn't Iris shown up?" Sophitia: "We'll know soon enough." Sora: "Soon? How soon? Hey, I really don't think this is good." Haruka: "His Stigma is spreading more and more..." Miyako: "So is Fukazawa-kun's. At this rate, both of them will..." Sophitia: "Trust in Kakeru. He knows what he's doing." Noa: "..." Kakeru: "...Still going to keep it up?" Yoichi: "...Of course I am. I hate losing." Yoichi: "...Iris! Give me more power! More!!" Yoichi: "This isn't enough! Give me more!!" Kakeru: "...Stop it, Yoichi." Yoichi: "Shut up! I know you hear me! Iris!! Now, hurry up..." Yoichi: "And give it to me!!" Yoichi: "Ngh, khh!" Yoichi clutches his chest. An unsettling aura starts to swell. His Stigma erodes rapidly. Yoichi: "Hah, hah...!" Yoichi starts to... Yoichi: "...Ngh!" ...transform. Noa: "...What is that form?" Sophitia: "I suppose you could say it's the pinnacle of Human Artifactization." Sophitia: "...He's abandoned his humanity." Haruka: "He 'abandoned' it? That can't be..." Yoichi: "Aaaaaaaah!!" Kakeru: "...Ngh!" Noa: "He wiped out Kakeru's barrier in one strike! What power!" Sora: "H-Hey, this is bad, isn't it?" Miyako: "W-We have to do something to help Kakeru-kun...!" Lena: "None of you can even move right, so what the hell's going out there gonna do? Ya can't do jack shit." Lena: "All of ya have Haruka's power, right? In that case, start prayin'." Lena: "That'll help the Cap'n." Haruka: "My power can even give worries form, so please, everyone." Haruka: "Please, do as Suko-chan says and visualize victory...!" Lena: "Who the hell is Suko? I'm Lena, y'got that?" Haruka: "Oh, um, I'm sorry!" Lena: "...Man, you really take everything too serious. But that'll do. That'll do." Yoichi: "...Ngh!" Kakeru: "Stop this, Yoichi." Yoichi: "Are you trying to tell me I still can't beat you?" Kakeru: "No, I'm not. I mean, redo this. What do you plan on doing by making your body into that form?" Yoichi: "God, again with the same question. I've already told you plenty of times." Kakeru: "You just want power. That makes you no better than a child with no sense of self-control!" Yoichi: "Yes, that's right. Iris is the same. That's why we've joined forces. I want to stick with my childish desires, that's it." Yoichi: "Sorry, Kakeru. There's no sympathetic reasoning, no grand ideal—nothing." Yoichi: "What we do have is ego. That's all we have to the bitter end." Yoichi: "I don't have empathy for people, but I do for Iris." Yoichi: "'Restraint' can go eat shit for all I care! I'll be damned if you look down on me or pity me!" Yoichi: "I don't give a damn about any rules some pissants somewhere made up! By giving up my humanity... we'll pursue freedom!!" Yoichi: "Now die, Kakeru! You're standing in my way!!" Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "Okay, then." Kakeru: "Let's finish this." Yoichi: "With our power, I'll make sure I thoroughly snap your heart in tw—" Iris: "Hate to break it to you, but I've never empathized with you." Yoichi: "Ngh!" Yoichi abruptly stops moving. I hear a voice. A low, cold voice echoes from inside Yoichi. Yoichi: "What are you doing...?!" Iris: "I've graciously lent you my power. I'm simply taking back what you owe me." Yoichi: "Ungh, ah, hngh!" Iris: "With 'our power'? So, you wanted bonds of your own after all." Iris: "I'm not interested, however. You'll have to forgive me, but I simply can't understand your feelings." Iris: "The least I can do to apologize is take the utmost care in using you." Yoichi: "Ngh. I... ris...!" Iris: "Hahaha." Iris: "..." Kakeru: "...Iris." Iris: "I must thank you, Kakeru." Iris: "This boy stubbornly refused to hand over his body, but thanks to you..." Iris: "It's finally mine." Noa: "The reason Iris never came out was because she was waiting for him to want her full power." Miyako: "She took over Fukazawa-kun's body just like with Ms. Naruse..." Sophitia: "No, it's not just a simple possession. I can't feel that boy's soul." Sophitia: "That body completely belongs to Iris." Haruka: "Then, he can't go back to normal?" Iris: "No, he cannot." Her tone is matter-of-fact. The Stigma marks engraved on Yoichi's face warp eerily into what appears to be a smile. Iris: "I really would have preferred a girl instead, but what's done is done. This boy was the only reasonable fit around." Iris: "Maybe I should watch how I speak from now on? Perhaps act more like a boy? What do you think? Hahaha." Kakeru: "..." Iris: "You're calmer than I expected. I thought you'd be more angry." Iris: "...No, you ended up breaking down yourself. That must be why you don't feel anything." Kakeru: "Enough. Just shut up." Iris: "Hahaha. This is all thanks to you anyway." Iris: "Thanks to all of your efforts, this boy finally accepted me." Iris: "While it's not a 'bond' in the traditional sense, we were able to become one. I'm sure this is what he wanted, wouldn't you say?" Kakeru: "..." Iris: "My, you're cold. Well, so be it." Iris: "Now that I finally have a body I can do with as I please, I'd like to hurry off and take a little stroll around town." Iris: "But words simply won't do. I believe a more thorough thank-you is in order." Iris: "Wouldn't you agree, Kakeru?" Kakeru: "Grk!" An invisible hand reaches out, grabs my neck, and wrenches it up. Kakeru: "Khh...!" Noa: "Kakeru!" Iris: "Oh, don't make a fuss. I won't kill him." Iris: "Besides, before you get all panicked, don't you have something for me? I came out for you and everything." Noa: "Grk!" Iris: "Oh dear, can't do it? Hehe, what a pity. Your plan is up in smoke." Iris: "But my, you're quite heartless yourself. Sacrificing this boy was all part of your plan as well, wasn't it?" Iris: "You were going to have him increase the strength of our link to drag me out to the surface." Iris: "Once you did, you could hit my soul directly without fear of being deceived by the dummy soul." Iris: "That was what you concocted, yes? I'm not wrong, am I?" Kakeru: "Ngh, hah...! Ahh...!" Iris: "I told you that I've taken measures, didn't I? I wouldn't leave a weak spot exposed." Kakeru: "Grk, grk!" Sora: "Onii-chan!" Iris: "I told you not to make a fuss, remember?" Sora: "Eek!" Miyako: "Urk!" Haruka: "Ngh! This is completely different from when she linked with Ms. Naruse." Iris: "Of course it is. It isn't quite at one hundred percent, but I'm fitting into this body rather nicely. The prize was well worth the time spent." Iris: "Now then, back to what I was saying." Kakeru: "Grk!" Iris: "I won't be killing you. Killing you would be a waste of time." Iris: "However, you do remember that I possess one as well, don't you? The Order, I believe it was called? Yes, that girl's Artifact." Iris: "I was thinking of doing the same thing you all have been trying to do to me. What do you think?" Kakeru: "Ghh!" Iris: "I won't kill you, but..." Iris: "I WILL kill the other you." Kakeru: "Stop... it...!" Iris: "Hahaha." Iris: "I've found you." Kakeru: "Stop it!!" Iris: "Farewell, Other Overlord."
I wait for Noa to finish up her shower by aimlessly watching videos. I peek at the clock at the corner of the display. ...We sure are taking a while. Maybe I should've called Sora back to my apartment instead of making her wait at the train station plaza. I'll send her another text to tell her we might take a little longer. Kakeru: "..." Kakeru: "And there." I set my phone down and turn my attention back to the computer monitor. That's when I hear sounds from the other room. Seems that Noa's finished showering. Noa: "Sorry for the wait." Kakeru: "No prob. Let's get go—"
Noa: "Mm... Mmm." As soon as we enter my apartment, I embrace Noa and seal her lips with a kiss. Noa: "...Hah, mm, mch... mm..." Noa accepts it and clings to me tightly. Even though there's no need to rush, we remove our shoes as we make out. Still locked in each other's arms and lips, we move to the living room. Noa: "Hah... mm..." Noa's legs give way a little and her body teeters over. Her back hits the wall with a thump. It's practically right next to us, but getting to the bed is too cumbersome. We continue to kiss each other where we stand. Noa: "Mmph, mm, ah, mwah, mm..." I can't help but crave Noa. I can't contain this desire. I've only taken on memories. Memories of that hard-fought battle in the other branch. And yet, it feels like I've come back from a long, long journey. Even being with everyone else wasn't quite enough to make this loneliness and homesickness go away. Noa: "Mm... Mmch... Mm... Hah... Mmm." But now that I have Noa in my arms and I'm kissing her? I finally feel complete. The reality of being able to spend forever with her starts to spread comfortably throughout me. It's still not enough, though. I want Noa even more. Noa: "Mm, ah..." I start taking off her clothes. Noa doesn't object and, in fact, moves her body so that it's easier for me to strip her down. I strip off everything piece by piece. Until she's only in her underwear. Noa: "I'll... undress you, too." This time, Noa takes off my clothes. And although it takes her a little while to do it... Once she strips off my final article of clothing and naturally touches my cock... I can't contain myself any longer.
The sun sets and night falls. We keep the lights off and I sit with Noa nestled in my arms, staring into space. We don't speak, we just sit in each other's company. It's not like we have no desire to talk. If we wanted to, we would have a wealth of topics to converse about. But I have Noa by my side. That alone ends up satiating me. My desire to continue basking in this bliss just happens to cause me to go silent. ... Why did I summon everyone from different branches? Once I consider why, I naturally start to imagine what my missing memories entail. The reason why I want Noa so badly, and the reason why I feel happy about such a trivial thing, can surely be found in those memories. Kakeru: "..." I find myself embracing Noa's shoulders firmly. Noa peers at my face.
May 20th. The mass magic formula infection incident never occurs. Iris doesn't appear and no one ends up dying. Iris is dead. She's gone from every branch. The incidents involving the Evil Eye are effectively over. It's probably safe to assume that, at least. Sora: "Woo! Yakiniku! Time to chow down!" Miyako: "I ended up skipping breakfast. Hehe." Haruka: "A-Actually, so did I. I've never been to an all-you-can-eat place before. Oh, my tummy growled." Kakeru: "I picked a pretty good restaurant, so they should have top quality meat even if they are all-you-can-eat. Granted, it is a bit pricey because of that." Noa: "Price isn't a concern seeing how this is our big celebration. Today, we eat to our hearts' content." Renya: "I wanted to invite Yoichi as well, but to think he would avoid such a great outing. He sure is a hopeless case." Kakeru: "..." Yoichi has disappeared. He hasn't showed up at school once since that day and he can't be reached. The last one to see him was Sophie. He apparently returned the Evil Eye. There's been no trace of him since then. There's no doubt that Yoichi has memories from that branch as well. Yoichi isn't the type who'd say they feel too awkward to face anybody, so there must be a different reason. Whatever that reason may be, I've decided that if he's chosen to break away from everyday life, I won't go looking for him. That's the least that I can do for him. That's what I convince myself with. Noa: "Kakeru?" Kakeru: "Yeah, let's go." Renya: "What should I partake of first? Go safe with beef tongue? No, go all in with galbi." Sora: "I really love the soup at these yakiniku places." Miyako: "Ahh, I know what you mean. It's good. I love it too." Haruka: "I think I'll eat some, um, bibimbap? I've never eaten it before, so..." We return to daily life. Back to plain, uneventful life as usual, albeit with a slight tinge of melancholy. We still haven't been able to collect all of the Artifacts. We can't close the book on everything yet. But... Sophitia: "We can take our time. We've cleared our greatest threat already." —That being the case, we decide to take things at a leisurely pace. We enjoy the ordinary, uneventful wonders of daily life. Going to school, having dates on the weekends, and getting together with everyone. We even have to infiltrate a rich person's party on a hint of an Artifact being there. Time passes and seasons roll by. Each day passes on to the next. I lead an ordinary life—with the occasional instance of excitement—with my friends and the person I hold dear. Noa: "Kakeru! This way!" Noa: "Look! They're so pretty!" Noa flashes a dazzling smile, surrounded by a bountiful assortment of flowers. Noa has gotten much brighter. She's business as usual in front of everyone else, but in front of me, she's finally at a point where she can remove the mask of her "ideal self" and show me this wonderful smile of hers. Noa: "That flower's pretty, too. Do you know what it's called?" Kakeru: "Nope, haven't got a clue." Noa: "I don't either... I lived so long without any interest in flowers..." Kakeru: "The name should be written on that sign over there, shouldn't it?" Noa: "I want to talk about flowers without looking at that. It's cooler that way." Noa's fitting motive brings a grin to my face. She's brighter, more lively, and smiles so much more. But even so, she hasn't changed at her core. Noa is starting to accept the happiness she isolated herself from for so long while remaining herself. The cool leader of the Valhalla Society. The girl who craves affection and occasionally gets jealous. Both are Noa. My lover, my beloved. Noa: "Kakeru, let's go look over there, too!" Kakeru: "Sure, let's." I grab her outstretched hand and walk. We have many days ahead of us. These ordinary, occasionally exciting, and most of all... ...happy days, will pass by. And with my friends and the most important person in my life, I'll walk on.
Sophitia : "Welcome back." Sophitia : "You did a magnificent job." Sophitia : "Iris is dead and wiped off the face of all branches." Sophitia : "I've finally been able to rectify a thousand-year-old mistake. I cannot begin to show my gratitude, but I'll start by saying thank you." Sophitia : "I would like to give you a proper show of my appreciation, but I can barely manage to talk to you, so this will have to do." Sophitia : "If you ever come to my world, come visit me. I will provide you with the finest hospitality, I assure you." Sophitia : "No, perhaps it would be faster for me to come to you. If I can just send an illusory body over to your world..." Sophitia : "..." Sophitia : "Anyway, let's leave that matter for now." Sophitia : "Thanks to you, we've defeated Iris and brought about a satisfying conclusion. I actually planned on being erased along with her, but I'll just have to live in disgrace for a little while longer." Sophitia : "Also, in that one branch, many people lost their lives. It's far from ideal, but we cannot prune it." Sophitia : "We were only able to defeat Iris by giving up lives. We have to accept that." Sophitia : "We cannot allow that branch's Kakeru's efforts to be in vain." Sophitia : "I'm sorry for the dour change in tone. All of that aside, good work. You did a great job." Sophitia : "As for the remaining Artifacts, we should be able to manage without you." Sophitia : "We'll leave it to Kakeru and the others, so you can rest easy." Sophitia : "Or so I would like to say..." Sophitia : "However, there is one more matter of business left." Sophitia : "Kakeru's actions have pruned the branches created by Overlord." Sophitia : "Sora's branches, Haruka's branches—Kakeru's actions are pruning branches and diverging them toward a desirable future." Sophitia : "However, there is one branch that was created by the actions of a person that Kakeru affected." Sophitia : "Yes, there still remains a branch that could diverge down the worst conclusion that has yet to be pruned." Sophitia : "I'm sure you've already caught on." Sophitia : "Now, let us begin your final observation." Sophitia : "In order to seize the best conclusion."
And then, it just kind of happens. I follow Asuka's lead and gently stroke her chest. Asuka: Ah...! Asuka's body jumps. And after that, she retreats onto the bed to escape my clutches. Masaya: A-Asuka? Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... I-I'm sorry, it's nothing. Asuka: I was just surprised that you went for my chest... Masaya: O-Oh, that was... Asuka: I-I know, I touched yours first, so you haven't done anything wrong... Asuka's panting as she stares at me with a bewildered expression on her face. Her large, round breasts jiggle slightly, which draws my gaze. Masaya: Asuka... I... Asuka: Yes? Masaya: I wanna touch them again... Asuka: Ah...! Asuka's eyes widen. Asuka: What...? Y-You're going to touch them? Asuka: You aren't... just talking about stroking them again, right? Masaya: Mhm... I'll probably do a lot more this time around. Asuka: Eek... Asuka yelps upon hearing my response. Asuka: I-If you do that, I'll lose my mind... Yeah, and she won't be the only one... Still, not doing anything would be even worse. Asuka: Y-You're that desperate to touch them? Masaya: ...Yeah. Asuka: Oh... That's so straightforward... Asuka's shoulders suddenly droop. Guess she's given up. Asuka: Haaah... Well, fine. This feels <i>really</i> embarrassing, but if it's what you want. Asuka relaxes her body, which leaves her wide open. Masaya: Well, don't mind if I do... I get onto the bed and move toward Asuka. Asuka: Y-You're so close... I carefully examine her breasts. My overall impression has always been that they're big, but maybe that's an understatement. Asuka: P-Please don't stare... It's very embarrassing... Masaya: Sorry... It's just kinda hard when they look this good... Man, I <i>really</i> wanna touch them. Asuka: Y-You're going to touch them already?! O-Okay, go ahead... Oh man... I palm her breasts with both my hands. Asuka: Ah...! Asuka lets out a sharp cry as her body tenses. Man, these feel all hot and soft even with her clothes in the way. Guess her heart's racing. Asuka: Ah, M-Masaya-san, you can't... massage them! Masaya: Huh? Why not? Asuka: My heart's already beating a mile a minute. If you start massaging them now, I'll have a heart attack! Masaya: Hm, that's a problem... I don't want you dead, but I <i>do</i> want to see you get even more turned on. And so... Asuka: Huh? Wait, I just said... I move my hands in a circular motion to knead her breasts. Asuka: Ah... Ahhh! Asuka throws her head back a little when her body begins to tremble. Masaya: Wow, you're adorable... Her reaction makes me wanna do more. Asuka: I-I told you not to do that... Stop! I keep kneading her breasts over and over, adding a little more strength each time. Asuka: Ahhh, mhhh, aaah...! Asuka lets out an even louder moan this time despite her protests. Her feverish breaths brush over my hands, making my excitement swell. Asuka: Masaya-san, please... Y-You need to stop! I'll start hating you if you don't listen! Masaya: Huh? Asuka: Ah...! No, I don't mean that. There's no way I'd ever start hating you, but, um... Asuka: I might get upset... I'm sorry. Asuka corrects herself. Masaya: ...Fine. I'll stop for now. Asuka: Th-Thank you... I'm sorry. Masaya: But instead... Asuka: Huh? A moment later, I grasp the hem of her clothes and start sliding them up. Asuka: No, wait, Masaya-san, I didn't mean... I ignore her protests and quickly push her top off. Asuka: N-Nooo! Asuka's large, bra-clad breasts, are now exposed. Asuka: Th-This is so embarrassing! Masaya: Why? Asuka: I-Isn't that obvious? No man's ever seen me like this before... ...Damn, that's a huge turn-on. Masaya: Yeah, you're right. I'm getting to see parts of you that you've kept hidden for so long... Asuka: D-Don't say that out loud! Masaya: Can I touch them? Asuka: Y-You know, you're being pretty forceful... Yeah, I know. And I'm <i>really</i> sorry about all this. It's just, I can't control myself when you get like this... Masaya: I'm gonna touch them... I move in before receiving her blessing. Asuka: Ahhh! This time, there's a lot less cloth between my hands and her breasts. Asuka: I-I can feel your hands, aaah... directly now... Yeah, and it's <i>way</i> better like this. Masaya: Your breasts are <i>really</i> hot. Oddly enough, they're a lot sweatier than soft. Guess she's just as turned on as I am. Asuka: I-Is that enough for you, Masaya-san? I can't take much more... Asuka sounds a little scared. And unfortunately, that just makes me want to tease her. Masaya: Oh, I'm almost done... I'm just gonna give them one last squeeze... As I say that, I sink my fingers right into the middle of her breasts. Asuka: Aaahhh! Asuka's body bounces like a ball. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah...! She looks startled. Asuka: Y-You just touched me... in a weird place... didn't you? Masaya: Huh? What do you mean? Asuka: You shouldn't be asking that when you know <i>exactly</i> what I mean! Asuka: I'm talking about, um... the tips... of my breasts... Masaya: I see. I didn't notice. ...Sorry, Asuka. I usually never lie, but I seem to be doing it nonstop right now. Honestly, I touched that place on purpose. Masaya: I didn't notice when I touched them, so... Asuka: Uh... I already have a bad feeling about this, but go on... Masaya: ...I wanna seem them with my own eyes. Asuka: Huh?! Asuka mouth flaps like a fish. Asuka: Uhhh... On second thought, she looks more like a terrified puppy. Masaya: You've got nothing to be afraid of. Asuka: B-But if you take off my bra, I'll have nothing covering them... Asuka: I get told they're big all the time, so I don't really want anyone seeing them... Asuka: And if it's you, of all people, I'd burn right up. First death, now burning... Overdramatic much? Masaya: I get how you feel, but I really, <i>really</i> wanna see them. Asuka: Ugh... You're not going to give up, are you? Masaya: Of course not. I love you, so I wanna get to know everything there is to learn about you. After I say that, I place my hand on her cheeks and plant a light kiss on her lips. Asuka: Mmm... Mmmph... Masaya: So show me. Asuka: Ah... Ahhh... Asuka looks at me with glazed eyes. Asuka: I can't say no when you ask me like that... Go on... Her voice is low and hoarse. It's kinda sexy. Masaya: Okay... I proceed to slide up her bra. And so, her constricted breasts are finally set free. Asuka: Oh no... Th-This really is embarrassing! Asuka squeezes her eyes shut as her face starts to turn red. Masaya: (Wow... I-I'm looking at her breasts for the very first time...) I'm deeply moved by the first pair of naked breasts I get to see. No way I'm ever admitting that out loud, though. Masaya: (Plus, these are Asuka's...) She's a cheerful, sincere girl who I was never really that attracted to in the past. But right now, every fiber of my being has been taken over by lust. Asuka: Haaah... You're looking straight at them... Asuka's unintentionally enticing me with her words. Man, these things are huge, but they're not sagging at all. Instead, they're round and firm. Also, her nipples are pink and pointy. I've heard that nipples get erect, but I've never gotten to confirm it before now. Asuka: M-Masaya-san, you're embarrassing me again... Please stop staring... Masaya: Uh, okay... Would touching them be better? Asuka: Th-That's also embarrassing, but I'd rather you do that than just stare... Masaya: ...Okay. I smother her breasts with my hands. Asuka: Ahh... Mmm! Asuka's breath catches in her throat. Her breasts have just the right amount of springiness to them, so even though they're soft, my hands don't just sink right in. This moist, sticky sensation has me wanting to keep this up forever. Asuka: Nooo, don't knead them too much... Ahhh! I start to move my hands in a circular pattern. Asuka: Ahhh... Ah, aaah... Masaya...san... Every now and then, I dig my fingers into her flesh to relish in her change in tone. Asuka stirs in a tantalizing manner as she calls my name. And that's almost enough to make me lose my mind. Asuka: Ahhh, stop... You will... ahhh, make me... with just my breasts... Mhhh! Asuka's voice is a lot more high-pitched all of a sudden. Hm, maybe I should pause for a moment. Asuka: Aaah... Mmm... Ahhh... Asuka's breathing grows less ragged as she begins to calm down. Her nipples are right there... They're the very same nipples that made her go wild moments ago... And they're already erect, so I can tell touching them now will elicit an even better reaction. Masaya: (Is she gonna get upset...?) I'm a little worried how she'll react, but... Asuka: Huh...? Masaya-san? ...I let go of her breasts, then pinch her nipples and roll them around. Asuka: Aaahhh! Asuka: S-Stop, Masaya-san... When you touch me there, I... Ahhh! Asuka twists her body in an attempt to escape my hands. However, her wriggling is incredibly sexy, so all she does is turn me on even more. Masaya: I'm at my limit, Asuka. Asuka: Huh...? What do you mean? Masaya: I wanna mess you up! I can't hold back anymore! Asuka: Huh? Huuuuuuh?! My right hand continues to fondle her right nipple as I place her left nipple in my mouth. Asuka: N-Nooo! Asuka bends backward as she tries to flee. Masaya: (Sorry, Asuka. I can't let you do that.) Not sure how much that apology's really worth, but whatever. Asuka: Ahhh...! Mhhh, mhhh, no, don't... focus so much... on just my nipples... Ah... Ahhh! I pinch her nipple between my right index finger and thumb, then jerk them around to stimulate her. Asuka: Ahhh, don't... pinch it...! Mmm, mhhh, aaah, ahhh...! Asuka's voice is more high-pitched than ever. Guess that means I'm doing a great job. Maybe I should work on her other nipple now... Asuka: Ahhhhhh! Asuka's body reacts even more strongly as I begin to lick her nipple. Asuka: D-Don't lick it! You need to stop! Are you listening, Masaya-san?! Stop before I go crazy! I hear you loud and clear, but I'm not gonna follow your orders. Asuka: Ahhh, aaah! I simply ignore her and keep rolling her nipple around with my tongue. I don't stop stimulating her despite all her protests. Asuka: Ah... You really... have to stop now! Any more and I...! Asuka's twisting and turning in a futile attempt to escape. However, it's clear that she's not putting much strength into it, which means she's just putting on a show here... Asuka: Ahhh, mmm.... G-God, this is too much... Ah... Ahhh! Even though she's telling me to stop, I can tell she's basking in the pleasure I'm providing her. Asuka: No, ah, stop... I'm, ah, about to, kgh, lose... my mind... Ah... Ah... Ahhh! Asuka's voice is growing more and more loose, as if she's being freed from the shackles of common sense. She's totally giving in to the pleasure despite what she's saying. Asuka: Ahhh, aaah, I-I can't, ah, aaah, ahhh, take it... anymore... Nooo! Her body finally relaxes and goes limp. And then, she throws her head back and moans in apparent pleasure. Refusing to stop there, I softly bite one of her nipples while strongly pinching the other. Asuka: Ah, ahhh! Aaahhh! That makes Asuka's body bounce higher than ever. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Ah, ahhh... After the trembling subsides, Asuka's just panting hoarsely. Her half-open mouth and glazed eyes are clear signs of how good she feels, which is a great sign. Masaya: (...Did she just cum?) My knowledge on the matter is pretty flimsy, but I think she did... And that revelation makes my arousal skyrocket. Asuka: Haaah... M-Masaya-san... Asuka addresses me once she's calmed down a little. Asuka: Um, did you notice? Masaya: Notice what? Asuka: The fact that, um... my nipples are very... sensitive... Masaya: O-Oh, of course not. How would I figure that out so fast? I mean, I've never done anything like this before... Asuka: Really? I thought that was why you were focusing on them... Asuka seems extremely confused all of a sudden. But honestly, I'm probably a lot worse off in that regard. Masaya: Sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't really think things through at all. I just got swept up into things because you look so cute. Asuka: Ah...! At that point, Asuka seems to finally remember that she's fully exposed. Asuka: Wow, this is <i>really</i> embarrassing. She seems more flustered than ever. Masaya: You came just now, didn't you? Asuka: D-Did I? Um, it just felt like my feelings exploded... Asuka: I see... You made me cum... There she goes again... Man, this innocent side of her is gonna kill me someday. Asuka: Um, do you... hate me for it? Masaya: Huh? Why would you even say that? Asuka: Well, I mean, you were only playing with my breasts, but I was moaning so loudly... Asuka: Oh, this is embarrassing... Holy shit. This girl's driving me insane. I'm done holding back. It's time to mess her up real good. Her breasts won't cut it anymore. Masaya: Asuka, um... I'm not sure if I should point this out, but... Asuka: I-If you aren't sure, then don't say it! Asuka senses danger and attempts to stop me, but I just ignore her and point to the spot between her legs. Masaya: You're... totally wet down there, huh? Asuka: Eeeeeek! She lets out a cute scream. Asuka: Y-You pervert! You big, fat pervert! How can you say that?! Masaya: Well, when it's that obvious... I move my hand over to Asuka's crotch as I say that. Asuka: Ah...! N-Nooo! Her body's still mostly limp, so she can't put up much of a fight. Masaya: See... you're <i>really</i> wet. Asuka: Ah, mmm... Ahhh! Moans escape her lips as my fingers touch her panties. Asuka's crotch is just as wet as it looks. A slight touch is enough to produce slippery, wet sounds. Asuka: No... Ah... Don't make... those sounds... Ahhh! Asuka tries to stop me, but all I really hear are her cute moans. Her resistance is so weak that it's practically nonexistent. And so, I stop stroking her over her panties and press down onto it. Asuka: Ahhh! Asuka's body jerks upward. Maybe this is because she's already wet, but it seems like touching her over her panties is more than enough to get her off. Asuka: Ah... Ahhh... mhhh! Asuka's adorable moans are music to my ears. Asuka: N-No, ah, Masaya-san... stop, mhhh, mmm! Nothing about her voice is strong enough to stop me. Masaya: Asuka... Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Masaya...saaan... Asuka seems to be drowning in the pleasure by this point. Masaya: I... want to have sex with you. Asuka digests my words as she pants erotically. Asuka: Masaya-san... Asuka: I'm a little bit scared, but... Asuka: ...I trust you. Do whatever you want. She gives in to me at last. I grab Asuka's panties, then drag them down her legs. Asuka: Ah...! Her breath seems to catch in her throat as I whip out my penis. Asuka: Wow... She looks <i>really</i> surprised. Which isn't all that weird. My dick's all hard and veiny. It's kinda disgusting when compared to Asuka's lovely body. Masaya: ...Does it scare you? I decide to take the direct approach. However, contrary to my expectations, Asuka shakes her head. Asuka: No, I'm just a little surprised. Hm, that makes sense, I guess... Though, if I was a girl, I'd be grossed out. Asuka: It's twitching... Asuka remarks as she stares at my dick. ...Did she have to say that? I'm dying of embarrassment here! Masaya: Don't stare... Wow, I'm a total hypocrite. Asuka: Hehe. What's wrong? I'm just trying to return the favor... Great, now she's messing with me... Asuka: I see... The tip looks interesting... She proceeds to observe my dick from all sorts of angles. Asuka: Masaya-san. Masaya: Yes! I respond in a rather stiff way because of how nervous I am. Asuka: Let me touch it next time. I want to take my time and get to know it better. Wait, what? Can't say I expected that. Masaya: ...Sure. I did that to you this time around, so that sounds fair. Asuka: Great... I can't wait to try all sorts of things... Asuka says as she smiles in a suggestive manner. Wait, what's she planning? Masaya: Uh, okay... Wanna start, Asuka? I ask her that question as I move toward her body. Asuka: Y-Yes... After I see her squeeze her eyes shut, I press my dick against her entrance. Then, I slowly plunge into her pussy. Asuka: Ah...! Ahhhhhh! I drive deeper and deeper despite her screams. Her pussy's already wet, so I feel great inside her. Masaya: (Wait, I'm inside her...?) Damn... I'm getting even more turned on by that thought. I'm not gonna last at this rate. Asuka: Ah... Ahhh! Asuka's moaning, but she's also trembling a little. Guess this is more painful for her than I thought. Masaya: Are you okay? Does it hurt? Asuka: O-Oh, a little... but I'm... fine! Seems like she's trying to downplay it. Masaya: I'll wait, so let me know once it starts to hurt less. Asuka: Ugh... O-Okay... Asuka: Hoooh... Haaah... Hoooh... Haaah... Asuka takes a few deep breaths to help calm herself down. Asuka: Okay... I-I think I'm fine now... Masaya: Th-Then I'm gonna try to get a little deeper... Asuka: Go ahead! I dive right in. Asuka: Mmm...! Ugh, uh...! Asuka tenses suddenly. She's clearly in pain. And when I look down to where we're connected, I spot a trickle of blood. Masaya: You know, we can take a break if you want. I'd rather not continue if I'm causing her pain. Asuka: No, I'm okay. You can start moving, Masaya-san. Masaya: You sure? It kinda seems like that hurt... Asuka: It did hurt a bit just now... but I'm feeling better already. And besides... Asuka looks at me with a smile on her face. Asuka: You aren't going to feel good unless you move, right? Masaya: T-True... To be honest, I'm just barely managing to hold myself back. My mind's flooded with thoughts of how good moving will feel. But... Asuka: I want you to feel good, Masaya-san... Asuka goes and says that with an intoxicated look on her face. Asuka: I want you to move around inside me... Her words make the dam in my mind burst. Masaya: Asuka... Asuka...! I bury myself all the way to the hilt in one fell swoop. Asuka: Ahhh...! Ah, aaah! Then, I slowly pull out again. Asuka: Aaahhh! Looks like that's enough to make Asuka moan. Good. I drive my dick into her pussy again. Asuka: Ahhh.... Aaah, ahhh! Her body's shaking this time. And her nipples are pointing upward, fully erect, which tells me she's starting to feel good. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... I-It feels weird to have you inside me... Masaya: I know, right? Asuka: We were chatting normally not too long ago, but now we're doing this... How strange... Asuka strokes her belly as she says that. Asuka: Still, you're making me feel <i>really</i> happy right now... Masaya: Asuka... Sadistic impulses begin to well up inside me as I talk to Asuka. I know it's wrong, but I can't help but wonder what sort of expressions this innocent girl will make when I torment her body. Asuka: Ah...! Ahhh, aaah, ah, ah! I start moving again in an attempt to satisfy my curiosity. Asuka: Ah, Masaya-san...! You're... moving a little... faster... Ahhh! I pick up the pace while making sure not to do anything that might actually hurt Asuka. Asuka: Ahhh, ah, aaah, ah... Ahhh! I expected this to hurt her a bit more, but she got used to it in no time. Asuka: Ahhh, aaah, ah, aaahhh, ah... Ah, aaah, ahhh! She's now letting out the same moans and sighs of pleasure she was earlier. Asuka: M-Masaya...san, aaah, please move... a little bit... slower... Ahhh! She doesn't seem to be asking that because she's in pain, which is why... Masaya: Actually, I'm gonna speed up. Asuka: Ahhh, ah... Wh-What?! I ignore her complaints and speed up my thrusts. Asuka: N-Nooo, ah, aaah, ah... Ahhh! Her breasts bounce every which way when I slam into her. Once in a while, I reach out to fondle one of her nipples. Asuka: No... Don't, ah, touch my breasts, ahhh... Stop... I'm telling you to stop... Ahhh! Asuka's pussy is tighter now. Can't tell if it's due to pleasure, but she's a lot more tense in that area. Asuka: Ahhh, ah, it feels... good... Ah, aaah, aaah, ahhh, aaahhh! Whenever she lets out those deep moans, my dick gets squeezed tighter than ever. Masaya: (No... I can't hold out much longer....) A numbing sensation crawls up around my groin. Asuka: Ah, ahhh, I can't... take it anymore, Masaya-san! I'm about to... cum again! Masaya: That's fine. Go right ahead! Asuka: Ahhh, I'll end up... showing you that embarrassing side of me... again... Ah, aaah, ahhh, ah, aaahhh! Her arms seem to go limp. Asuka's clearly given up on holding her voice back, which must mean she's just about done. Asuka: I'm about to cum... I'm going to... cum... Ahhh, Masaya-san, I'm about to... cum... Ah, aaah! Masaya: I'm also... gonna cum! The numb sensation in my groin overtakes the rest of my body. And then, when I thrust all the way into Asuka's pussy... Asuka: Ah, aaah, I-I'm cumming... I'm cumming... I can't... stop it... Ah, aaah, ahhh! Asuka's body spasms as her pussy tightens. And, as a result, I'm assaulted by the greatest sense of pleasure I've ever felt. Asuka: Ah, aaah... Ahhhhhh! Asuka basks in the afterglow of her orgasm. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... She's panting, gasping for air in an almost erotic manner, with her mouth agape. Masaya: Asuka. Asuka: Y-Yes, Masaya-san? Mmmph... Mmm... Mmmph! I kiss her, effectively sealing her mouth before she can continue speaking. Asuka: Mmmph, mmm... When I release her mouth, Asuka directs a soft smile at me. Asuka: Masaya-san... Hehe... Masaya: What? Asuka: We... had sex... Asuka: I saw lots of expressions you normally never show... Masaya: Same here. I got to see a lot of your cute faces, and hear even more of your moans. Asuka: ...Yeah, you've learned everything there is to know about me. Asuka latches onto me after saying that. Masaya: H-Hey, Asuka... Asuka: I love you... I love you so much, Masaya-san... And then, she showers my face with kisses while calling out my name. I start walking toward the backdoor. Masaya: Huh? However, Asuka doesn't follow me. Masaya: Something wrong? I walk up to her as I ask that question. Asuka: ...No one's going to walk in on us, right? Instead of answering my question, she just asks her own. Masaya: Well, the door's locked and it's Saturday, so... Mmmph! Asuka: Mmmph... Mmm... Asuka suddenly seals my lips with hers. Masaya: Mmmph... Mmmmph... Mmm... Then, she proceeds to kiss me from a bunch of different angles. Asuka: Haaah... Eventually, she pulls away from me and lets out a loud gasp. And for whatever reason, there's a mischievous smile on her face. Asuka: My surprise attack is a huge success! Asuka: I thought I'd try taking the lead today. So, what do you think? Is your heart racing? I was startled because I didn't expect it, but... Masaya: Yeah, it's beating like a drum. Asuka: Really? Yaaay! Masaya: In fact, it's so bad that I can't stay calm anymore. Asuka: I'm happy to hear that... Huh? I get behind Asuka and... Asuka: U-Um, Masaya-kun? Masaya: You flipped my switch when you kissed me. I start stroking Asuka's body with both my hands. Asuka: W-Wait, um, this isn't the right place to... Um, Masaya-ku-- My right hand is fondling her crotch, while my left hand is all over her breasts. Asuka: Ah...! Ahhh! I start pressing into both areas. Masaya: Man, you're so cute... Asuka: N-Nooo... If you say that... I won't be able to... hold back... I start feeling up every single part of her body. Her arms and legs, which were initially rather tense, relax gradually. Asuka: Ahhh... I can't... hold back anymore... Asuka straightens her bent body. And then, she turns around and latches onto me. Asuka: God's going to get angry at us, isn't he? Masaya: I'll apologize later. Asuka: This is all your fault... Her face is flushed as she says that. Asuka: Make sure to take good care of my body, okay? It wants a lot of loving... Masaya: Sure thing. Asuka: Mmmph... Mmm... Mnnn... Mmmph... Asuka: Mmmch... Mmm... I finally get to touch it... Asuka's tongue is at the tip of my red, swollen, wet dick. Masaya: Mmmch... Mnnnch... Mmm... And mine is right by her drenched pussy. Asuka: Mmmch... Nnnch, nnn... Haaah... Ah, Ahhh! Waves of pleasure wash over Asuka as I pick up the pace a little. We're licking each other's crotches, but before now, Asuka hadn't gotten to feel that great. Asuka: Mmmch... Mmm, your penis is twitching a lot... Damn, I can't believe she just said that. I mean, I'm sure she wasn't going out of her way to sound sexy, but that doesn't change the fact that it's driving me nuts. Masaya: I could say the exact same thing about your pussy. Asuka: Uh... W-Well, sure, but, ah, ahhh! Moans start flowing from her lips when I give her pussy a light kiss. Asuka: Ah, aaah, ahhh! Asuka: W-Wait, Masaya-kun, please... stop... for a moment! Masaya: Hm... Fine. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah...! I fulfill her request, and Asuka uses this time to calm her breathing. Asuka: Oh, <i>come on,</i> what are you doing! You said we'd do it together, but you broke the rules right away... Masaya: Did I? Asuka: Of course you did! You're so reliable and level-headed as a coach, but you always tease me when we're flirting... Masaya: Only because you're so cute. Asuka: S-See, you're doing it again! Stop trying to change the topic! Masaya: But you really <i>are</i> that cute... Mmmch... Mmm... I start tonguing her pussy without waiting for a reply. Asuka: Ahhh! Asuka's body jerks upward. Asuka: I-I won't lose to you! Asuka sounds frustrated by the fact that I'm just doing whatever I want. And so, in an attempt to fight back, she firmly grasps my dick. Asuka: Mmmch... Mnnnch... Nnnch... Mmmnnn... Then, she starts licking and kissing my already sensitive tip. Asuka: Mmmch... Mmm... Mnnnch... Nnnch... Nnn... Nmmmch... Eventually, she places my dick in her mouth and starts bobbing her head up and down. Asuka's soft tongue dominates my dick. Masaya: (Whoa...! Man, this is really...) She'll make me cum right away if I relax... Masaya: (Gotta return the favor!) I use my hands and tongue to stimulate Asuka's pussy. Asuka: Ah...! Ahhh! Having my dick in her mouth doesn't stop her from moaning loudly. Though she has stopped moving. Guess she's struggling to withstand the pleasure. Asuka: Mmmch, mmm... Mmm... Mnnn... However, she's still trying to at least lick my dick. Well, guess I'd better deliver the finishing blow... Asuka: Mmmch, mmmm... Mmmnn! Ah, aaah, ahhh! I tease her with my finger, which makes Asuka lose control and spit out my dick. Asuka: M-Masaya-kun, no... Stop... If you do that, ah, aaah! Asuka: Ah! Ah, ah, n-nooo! Th-This is too much, ahhh! Masaya: Cum, Asuka! Asuka: No, ah, aaah... I can't... cum yet! Refusing to admit defeat, she thrusts my dick into her mouth once more. Asuka: Mmmch... Mmmnnnch... Mmm, mnnn, nnnch... Nnnmmmch... Nmmmch... Nnnch... Mmm... Mmmnnn! Masaya: (Ugh, no way!) Her onslaught makes my urge to cum surge. Asuka: Mmmch... Mmm... Mnnn, mmmnnn, nmmm, nnnmmm! Her body starts convulsing right as I explode into her mouth. Asuka: Haaah...! Ah, aaah, aaahhh! Asuka spits my dick out and starts to twitch harder. Yeah, she's definitely cumming. Masaya: Ahhh... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... I can't even think straight after releasing my pent-up semen into her mouth. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Masaya-kun... Mmm... Still holding my dick tight in her hand, she plants a kiss onto the tip. Masaya: Ah...! Ahhh! My dick's feeling real sensitive right now, so I'm twitching more than ever. Asuka: Hehe... You're cute, Masaya-kun. Masaya: Well, so are you... Asuka: Okay... please shower me with more of your love... Asuka gets up after she says that. Asuka: I want you to hold me tight like this. She gets in front of me and straddles me in a way that makes me hold her in my arms. Asuka: I want to watch your face the whole time... She lowers her body as she says that. Asuka: Ah... Ah, aaahhh! Asuka moans loudly when I enter her. Masaya: You okay, Asuka? I'm a little worried, since she seems really tense. Asuka: I-I'm fine. Um, it's embarrassing to admit, but... Panting heavily, Asuka goes on. Asuka: Well, um, the moment your penis entered me, um... Masaya: Yeah? Asuka: Um, I had to tense my body... so I wouldn't cum. Masaya: ...... I'm so turned on by her admission that I just rock her body a little. Asuka: Ah, aaah, ah, ahhh! Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... G-Geez, Masaya-kun! At least give me a little warning! Masaya: Asuka. Asuka: Yes...? Ah, aaahhh... I draw her body into my arms and gently stroke her head. Asuka: Ah... Ah... Ahhh... Asuka rubs her head against my chest like a kitten who wants to cuddle. It's hard to deal with her when she's acting this cute. Asuka: Being connected like this is making my heart race... I feel so good... Masaya: Same here. Soft waves of pleasure radiate from the point where we're connected. It's not enough to make me cum, but it is slowly numbing my brain. Asuka: I can feel your penis twitching inside me... It's softening and hardening over and over... Asuka: It makes this feel all the more real... Her words and actions are like an anesthetic that's dazing my body. God, everything about her is adorable. And it's especially hard to deny that when we're having sex. Man, am I one lucky guy. I get to have this cute little thing all to myself forever. Masaya: ...Gotta say, when we have sex, I always get the urge to make you lose your mind. Asuka: A-Are you a sadist? Masaya: Hm, I dunno... Masaya: I only get these feelings when I'm with you, so I don't think I am. Asuka: I-I would appreciate it... if you didn't give in to those thoughts... She makes that request with a troubled look on her face. Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure that's impossible. I mean, the urge to embarrass her is overwhelming me as we speak. Asuka: Ah... Aaah... Ahhh... Asuka's wriggling her hips around in an attempt to move. Does she wanna switch positions? Masaya: Does it hurt, Asuka? Asuka: N-No, it doesn't... Asuka: Y-Your penis is... rubbing... a somewhat sensitive spot... in this position... Ahhh... Asuka: It's making me... make these weird... sounds, ah... and that's... embarrassing... Ah! You know, I'm sure this is all unintentional, but she <i>really</i> knows how to push my buttons. Masaya: Thanks for the info. Asuka: W-Wait, what?! S-Stop! Forget what I just said, Masaya-kun! I ignore her feeble resistance and bounce her body. Asuka: Ah, ahhh, aaahhh! Asuka's loud moans are accompanied by the wet squelching sounds that flow from her pussy. Asuka: God, your penis is... hitting and... rubbing me...! Ah, ahhh! Masaya: Asuka... Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Y-Yes? Masaya: I wanna move <i>way</i> faster. Can I stir up your pussy? She casts her eyes down in embarrassment when she hears my question. Asuka: O-Okay... Go ahead... Make me... feel good... The sight of her flushed, bashful face fills me with the desire to tease her. Masaya: Hm, I don't know... That sounds a bit vague... Asuka: Huh? What do you mean? Masaya: I mean, you should be a little more honest about what you want me to do. Asuka: N-No way... That's too embarrassing! It's already bad enough right now, so... Masaya: But we're all alone in here, and I hardly ever get to hear you speak like that... Asuka: Ah...! Masaya: Come on, Asuka. Please. Asuka: Oh... You're such a jerk... She voices some complaints, but seems to also give in to my demands. Asuka: M-Masaya-kun, make my... pussy feel good... Her hesitant words are accentuated by her flushed face... Damn, this is the best! Asuka: Th-That's it! I'm done! God, that was embarrassing... Masaya: Wow, that was great! I can tell that you <i>really</i> want my dick! Asuka: Grr! Man, even that pout and glare are cute at this point. Masaya: Well, your wish is my command. I support her body as I start rocking it faster than ever. Asuka: Ah, aaah, ah, ahhh, ah, aaah, aaahhh! Moans escape her mouth as her eyes start to glaze over. Asuka: Ah, Masaya-kun, ahhh... It feels... so good, ah... when you... rub me... there... Ahhhhhh! Her voice hits a new octave as the squelching sounds of her pussy intensify. Masaya: You mean here? I adjust the angle of my thrusts to hit the spot Asuka just mentioned. Asuka: Aaahhhh! She suddenly throws her head back in response. Asuka: N-No... D-Don't... focus... ah, on just... that spot... Ahhh, aaah, Masaya-kun...! Noooooo! I move my hands around her chest and flick her nipples to increase the stimulation she's feeling. Asuka: Aaahhhhhh! Asuka's body bounces as she lets out that extremely sharp cry. Asuka: Ah, ah, ah... This is so... embarrassing... Why am I... moaning so much...? Ah, ah, ahhh! More and more sweet moans of pleasure escape her lips as her tongue grows loose. I keep kneading her breasts and rocking her body to ramp up the pleasure. Asuka: Ah, th-that spot... Ahhh, ah, ah, it feels... so good... Masaya-kun! She seems to like it when I fondle her breasts and stir up her pussy at the same time. Masaya: I see... You love it when I tease this spot, don't you? I place my hands on her breasts, then rub her nipples in sync with the up and down motion of her body. Asuka: God, not my... nipples... Ahhh! Ah, don't... touch them... Ah, aaah, aaahhh! I grind her hard nipples with my fingers. And, as a result, her pussy tightens up, which makes us both drown in even more pleasure. Asuka: Ah, th-that was... so intense... Ahhh, I feel... so... good... Ah, ahhh... My rubbing's gotten a whole lot faster. And now, a numb sensation is starting to wash over my body. Asuka: Ahhh, aaah, ah, I'm... about to... cum... I'm going to... cum... Ah, ahhh, aaah! Masaya: Go ahead... Let's cum... together, Asuka! I'm at my limit already. It's taking all I have to hold it back. Asuka: Y-Yes... I-I will... I'll cum... I'll cum. I want to... cum together, Masaya-kun... Masaya-kuuun! Masaya: Ah... Ahhh, Asuka... Asuka! Asuka: Masaya-kun... Masaya-kun! Asuka clings to me tighter than ever as she calls out my name. Masaya: Ah...! Ah, ahhhhhh! Asuka: Ahhh, aaah, ah, aaah, aaahhh! We both cum at the exact same time, which sends our bodies into spastic fits. But after a while, we manage to calm our breathing and bask in the lingering pleasure. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Masaya-kun... Masaya-kun... Asuka's still just repeating my name. Asuka: Haaah... Haaah... I-I can't... budge an inch... Masaya: I love you, Asuka... Asuka: O-Oh... Yeah... Asuka directs a smile at me that's so gentle that I feel like my whole body's being enveloped by a warm blanket. Asuka: I love you... Masaya-kun. She wraps her arms around me and draws me into a tight embrace after she says that. Mashiro: What do you mean by-- Mmmph... I seal Mashiro's lips before she can finish. I've waited this entire time to kiss her. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmph... We press our lips together, confirming our desire, and then... Mashiro: Mmmm... Senpa-- Mmmph?! I'm not letting her escape. Mashiro: Senpa-- Mmm, mmm... Mmmph... Mmm... I open my mouth, force open Mashiro's with my pointed tongue, and push inside it. Mashiro: Haaah... Mmm... Mmmph... Mmm... Ah, mnnn... Mmm... Mmmpch... I press my face forward, seeking out further pleasure. Mashiro: Ah... Mmm... Mmmph... Mnnn... Nmmm... Ah, nnn... Mmm... Mmmph! I run my tongue over the front of Mashiro's teeth, then the back. Finally, I locate her somewhat hidden tongue and twist mine around it. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmm... Mnnn... Our tongues move around impatiently, dripping with saliva. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn, ngh... Mnnn, mmm... Mmmph... We gulp down that sweet, mind-numbing drug as we continue our lustful kiss. Mashiro: Ah, haaah... Haaah... At last, I pull away. Mashiro gazes at me with a slightly glazed expression. Masaya: Those were some cute moans. Mashiro: Ngh! To be honest, hearing those really turned me on. And I'm sure any guy my age would be in the same boat. Mashiro: ...I did not moan. Masaya: You were <i>super</i> cute, Mashiro. Mashiro: ...... My heart is pounding so hard right now. All we've done so far is kiss and I'm already so horny I can hardly control myself. I suppress my raging lust. I'm going to treat her gently and lovingly from start to finish. Mashiro: Um, Senpai... Can I ask you a question? Masaya: Yeah? Mashiro: Are you, um... experienced? Hearing that, I almost keel over. Man, this girl, I swear... If only she knew what was going on inside my head... Masaya: Just to be clear, <i>I'm</i> a virgin. Mashiro: O-Of course I'm a virgin as well...! I emphasize my point to kill any doubts she might've had, but it appears she interpreted it differently. Masaya: Yeah, I know. Mashiro: You're the only man I'll ever sleep with, Senpai. Masaya: Same here. Though I'm pretty sure we're gonna rack up a high number count. Mashiro: Y-You're planning on having sex that often? Masaya: I want to. You're just too cute, Mashiro. Even now, I'm having a hard time keeping myself in check. There's no way in hell I'm "experienced." Mashiro: You seem as cool as a cucumber, though... Masaya: Well, I'm your coach. Mashiro: Huh? Masaya: Plus, I'm the older one, and the guy too... Of course I don't wanna look lame when we're about to have sex. Mashiro: You aren't lame at all, Senpai. You're so cool that I feel lucky to have you as my boyfriend. Masaya: Glad I'm doing something right... That's a relief. Masaya: So yeah, I'll keep trying my best to remain cool and composed... so I'd appreciate it if you could lift your legs a little for me. Mashiro: O-Okay... Mashiro does as requested, and I proceed to slide off her black thigh-high socks. I can now see her pale, slender thighs in all their glory. They aren't very thick, but they're distinctively feminine. I reach out and run my hand over her skin. It's unbelievably smooth, yet also a little sweaty, probably owing to her nervousness. Mashiro: Mmm... Masaya: Does it feel good? Mashiro: No, I just feel my leg getting touched... I guess it tickles a little, but not more than that. Masaya: Guess that makes sense. Mashiro: I'm sorry... Masaya: What are you apologizing for? I'm not really trying to turn you on right now. Mashiro: I know... but, um... Masaya: Hm? Mashiro: The thought of you touching me makes my heart pound. I feel so tingly. Masaya: ...Same here. The fact that she's allowing me to touch her bare thighs is making me <i>extremely</i> excited. There's no real sexual pleasure to be derived from it, but it feels good on an emotional level. Come to think of it, I felt incredibly nervous that one time when she made me massage her leg... Masaya: It's like it's emotionally stimulating. Mashiro: Yeah, for me too. But it also, um... Masaya: It also what? I pursue the matter as she cuts her sentence short. She looks up at me teary-eyed, but after a few seconds, she gives up... Mashiro: My, um, privates also feels really tingly... I can tell how embarrassed she is. Her voice is so low that it's barely audible. Masaya: ...... The sudden sound of that word has me blushing. But I have to say <i>something</i> back or she's going to feel really awkward after just revealing that. Thinking that, I decide to immediately break the silence. Masaya: Oh? I grab hold of the hem of her skirt. What I'm trying to tell her is that I want to lift and check. Mashiro: ...... Masaya: Huh? She's not reacting. Does she not see my hand, or does she just not understand what I'm trying to do? Masaya: Um, Mashiro...? Mashiro: I'm prepared to give you everything today, so you can do whatever you want... Holy shit, she's four steps ahead of me! Mashiro: But, um, my underwear might already be a little dirty... Seriously?! Masaya: ...I'll come back to it later. I'd go past the point of no return if I looked at it now, so I've made the <i>very</i> difficult decision to wait. Instead, I reach out for her scarf. Mashiro: Ah... After realizing my intent, her body jerks a slight bit. Naturally, the reality of what we're about to do is starting to set in. Mashiro: Um, Senpai... Masaya: What's wrong? Mashiro: Um, this is pretty embarrassing for me, so... I'd like you to kiss me. Masaya: Thanks. Mashiro: Why are you thanking me? I'm the one making the request... Masaya: How could I not thank you after that adorable request? I'm beyond happy. Mashiro: Senpai... Mmmph... Mmm... I proceed to kiss her. Mashiro: Mmm... Mnnn... Ah, nnn... Mmm... This time, I start with a French kiss right from the start. The tip of her tongue welcomes me. Mashiro: Mmm... Nmmm... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmmnnn... Mmm... This time she ravages the insides of my mouth. Mashiro: Ah... Mmm... Ngh... Mmmph... Haaah, mmm... Nnn... Mmmph... Mashiro: Mmmph, mmm... Mnnn... Nmmm, nnn, mmm... Mmm... Mmmph... It feels like she's clinging to me with her lips and tongue whenever we kiss. My mind goes numb. I can't wait any longer at this point, so I reach out and start groping her breasts. Mashiro: Ah... Senpa-- Mmm, mnnn... Mmmph! Startled, Mashiro pulls her lips off me. My hands, however, don't stop. I can't hold back any longer. To my surprise, I don't feel much through her uniform. But I <i>can</i> tell that they're soft. Very soft and springy. Kinda makes me happy. Mashiro: No... That's my... Mmm, ah... For Mashiro, I'm guessing the embarrassment still outweighs the pleasure. Since I feel that fondling won't do much with her clothes in the way, I opt to rub my palms against her breasts. Mashiro: Mmm?! Mnnn, ah, ahhh... Ah... Those sounds make me believe she's trying to stifle something. Mashiro: Ah, ah... Ah... Aaah... Ah, ah... Haaah... Haaah... Eventually, I start hearing the occasional more high-pitched, sensual sound out of her. At that point, I go back to kissing her. Mashiro: Ah... Haaah, mnnn... Mmm... Mmmnnn... Nnn... Nmmm... Mmm... Mmmph! Her breaths quicken as I continue to fondle her breasts while kissing her. Mashiro: Mmm, ahhh... Ah, ah, aaah, mnnn... Mashiro: Haaah, mmm... Mmmph... Mnnn, mmm... Nnn, ah, ah, ah, ah... Mmmpch... I've had enough fun touching her breasts through her uniform at this point, so I reach out for the yellow scarf. That's when it hits me. The act of untying it almost symbolizes the line we're about to cross. I need a fair amount of resolve in order to do this. The obscenity of undressing her in an outfit I see her in daily makes me keenly aware of what we're about to. And it makes me all the more honored that Mashiro is choosing to do this with me. I have to remember, she wants this as much as me. There's no need to hesitate. I put a little bit more strength into my hands. Mashiro: Haaah... Mmmph... Ah, ah, ah... Ngh... The scarf comes undone with a rustling sound. I can feel my mind going numb. Then, I lower my hand to unfasten the hook on the side of her skirt and after that, I pull down the zipper. Mashiro: Mmmph... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Ah! I remove my lips, then place one last kiss on her neck to tease her before taking off her uniform. Masaya: Hm... What's this? I find something I didn't expect to be there, which is why I inadvertently voice my confusion. Mashiro: Um... It's called a full slip. Masaya: Oh, I see... I was just a little startled because I never knew these existed. Which makes me think... What if keep taking stuff off only to find another article of clothing, like a matryoshka...? It'd definitely be an interesting experience, but I can say with confidence that I lack the skill needed to keep things from getting awkward. Mashiro: Are you thinking about something weird right now, Senpai...? Masaya: The only thing I'm thinking is how badly I want to take off that slip. Mashiro: Ah... Mashiro blushes in response to my frank admission. However... Mashiro: U-Um, Senpai... c-can I ask one thing before that? Masaya: Hm? You want to kiss again? Mashiro: N-No, not that...! It's really adorable how she's getting super embarrassed over every little thing. Mashiro: Um... Still, though, I have no idea what she's trying to say. Masaya: What kind of naughty request do you have for me, Mashiro? Give it to me straight. Mashiro: I-It's not naughty! Um... it's just a genuine question. Masaya: Okay. Mashiro: Are you going to take your own clothes off? Masaya: ...Oh, right. I see what you're trying to say. I honestly didn't even think about it until she pointed it out. I've been undressing her this whole time, but I haven't taken anything off myself. I consider asking her to do it for a moment, but quickly recall that I told her I'd take the lead. Masaya: Well, let's get these off, then. Mashiro: Huh...? Ahhhhhh! I start stripping without a moment's delay, which makes her shriek, but I'm not stopping now. A few seconds later, I have everything off but my boxers. I go over to Mashiro again and position myself over her. ...Yeah, this feels a lot more sexual now. Mashiro: I can see your nipples... Masaya: Come on, don't say that. You're embarrassing me. Mashiro: Oh, uh... I-I'm sorry...! I say that without even realizing it as she eyes up my body. But... yeah. Guys are interested in girls' bodies, so it's probably only natural that she'd be interested in mine. Masaya: Wanna touch them? Mashiro: I-I can? Masaya: Sure. But I'll be touching your nipples right after. Mashiro: You didn't have to say that out loud! She gingerly reaches out and touches my chest. Mashiro: Your chest is hard... Mashiro: And really hot... I can feel your pulse. Mashiro: Whoa... Ah, ah! She keeps touching my chest in different places. It's a lovely sight to behold, but also kinda embarrassing because it almost sounds like she's talking about a different part of the male body. Well, I guess most everything about the male body can be described that way. Hard, hot, firm. In contrast, girls' bodies are soft, warm, and elastic. Masaya: Can I touch you too, Mashiro? I really want to. Mashiro: Huh? Ah, um... you don't have to ask for permission. My body is all yours. Masaya: Thanks. Mashiro: Mmm, Senpai... Mmmph... I place a soft kiss on her lips, then take off the slip. Now I finally get to see her underwear. Masaya: Your underwear's <i>really</i> cute, Mashiro. Just the thought wasn't enough. I felt I had to say it too. For a moment, I consider that maybe that sounded creepy, but... Mashiro: Thank goodness... Masaya: Huh? Mashiro: I was just going to say, um... I'm glad you like them. Masaya: Well, I'm glad you're glad. We share bashful smiles. Gotta say, though... She's <i>really</i> sexy. I know I've said that before, but seeing her completely naked makes that hit home. I end up audibly gulping. I mean... Her breasts may be on the smaller side, but there's still a definite volume to them. And down below, I see a straight line indentation in her panties. It's a part of her I've yet to explore. Then her pale skin. I already know how silky smooth and soft it is. Aside from that, her cute, tiny ears, and her small neck and warm hands. And not to mention her beautiful hair, which gives off that sweet aroma. She's saying all of that is mine. Of course I want to give her my everything too, but it hardly seems like an equal exchange in my eyes. Mashiro: Haaah... Mmm, mnnn... Senpai... First, we touch and rub our cheeks and ears together. Mashiro's body seems more sensitive than mine, so she's being continuously forced into defense. But I want to see more of those cute faces and moans. Mashiro: Haaah, mmm, mnnn... Senpai... Mnnn, ah, ah... Her breasts feel far more real and closer to me than when I was touching them over her uniform. They have a soft, squishy sensation to them. In addition, the pounding of her heart also spreads over to me through my fingertips. Mashiro: Ah... Not there... That's embarrassing... Her face has gone bright red. Seems like she's caught on from the way I'm touching her that I'm seriously trying to pleasure her now. Mashiro: Mmm, haaah... Mmm, mnnn?! Haaah, nnn... Mmmph... Haaah... Mmm... Mmmpch... I put a slight bit of strength into my fingers as we kiss. And as a result, her small boobs change shape inside my hands. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmm, mnnn, nmmm, haaah... When I dig my fingers in, it pushes back. I observe her reactions and control the strength I use, rhythmically alternating between weaker and stronger touches, until... I abruptly apply more force than ever before. Mashiro: Mmm... Ah, ah... Ahhh, aaaah! Her body shakes and bends back. And whenever I touch her, it shivers in response to the unknown sensation. Mashiro: Mmm... Mnnn, ngh... Haaah, ahhh... Ah, Senpa--! I slide my hands behind her back and unfasten the clasp of her bra. Mashiro: Ah, ahhh... I take her unhooked bra and put it aside, revealing her modest, bare breasts. Due to the sweat covering her, Mashiro's pink nipples appear to be shining. Mashiro: Urgh... All she can do is let out an embarrassed groan. Masaya: They're really cute, Mashiro. Mashiro: I know that cute isn't a compliment women with big breasts would likely get... B-But I don't want pity because my breasts are small. Considering the fact that she had to mention that, I'd say her deficiency weighs on her mind pretty heavily. Mashiro: D-Don't stare at them so much... Masaya: No, I will stare. I love your boobs, Mashiro. Mashiro: Ngh! Masaya: ...Huh? I thought I'd hit her with a smooth line there, but it came out sounding like something a pervert would say. I think I got the object wrong. "Any guy would love his girlfriend's boobs." That would have worked... I think? I'm not sure. Mashiro: How do you know you love them? This is your first time seeing them. Masaya: Till death do us part, Mashiro. Mashiro: Who are you talking to? Masaya: "Senpai, we love you! Please hurry up and kiss us!" Mashiro: Why would my boobs say something like that?! Masaya: What are they saying, then? Mashiro: Senpai... I hate to break it to you, but boobs don't talk. Masaya: Well, yeah, but these are yours. Mashiro: That makes no sense... Mashiro: ...God. Masaya: So, what do they say? Mashiro: ...Please don't go too wild with us, Senpai... Also... Mashiro: We love you. So p-please gently kiss us... That's what they say. Masaya: I will, but no guarantees on the gentle part. Mashiro: Ah, mmmmnnn...?! Mmm, mnnn, ahhh! I latch onto one of her nipples, suck on it, then roll it around with my tongue. After that, I put the other one between my thumb and index finger to twist and pinch it. Mashiro: Aaah, ah, ahhh...! I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Masaya: You don't have to apologize... I'm not gonna stop anyway. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, ah, kgh... Noo, stop... Ah, ah, ahhh...! Her body bounces whenever I roll her nipple with my tongue or pinch the other nipple with my fingers. I keep biting her nipple. Mashiro: Aaah?! Ah, ah... No, don't... Just like before, I rhythmically alternate between weak and strong as I stimulate her nipples. Mashiro: Ah, ah... Mmm... Nnn, haaah... Mnnn... Kiss after kiss, squeeze after squeeze, I keep showering Mashiro with love... Following that, I use my mouth and fingers to lightly tug at both her nipples. Mashiro: Mmmnnn! Mnnn, ah... Nnn, nmmm, ah... Mmm... Right as I do that, her pale body bends backward forcefully, then limply falls back onto the bed again. I start back up, switching which nipple I kiss and which one I fondle this time. Mashiro: Mmm, ah, ah, ah... Senpai, haaah, ah, Senpaaai... I feel like her nipples have grown a little more firm and erect now. Her high-pitched, cute moans have also started to sound more sexual. I lightly squash her erect nipple with the tip of my tongue. Mashiro: Ahhh! Mmm, ah, ah, ah... I grip the other boob somewhat strongly with my palm, and the skin juts out between my fingers. Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah, mmm... Senpai, Senpai, Senpaaai...! Masaya: Oh, I forgot to ask. I'm not hurting you, am I? I suddenly get a little worried, so I stop my hand and mouth to ask her. Mashiro: Ah, ahhh... Senpai... Urgh... You're so mean... Masaya: Sorry. Did it hurt? Mashiro: The tips feel... really... mmm, tingly... Haaah... Haaah... Masaya: Huh? Mashiro: Urgh... Masaya: Ah... Seeing her teary-eyed face, I finally get what she means. It <i>doesn't</i> hurt... then she's experiencing pleasure. Now that I know she's teary-eyed because I stopped, I can't help but think how cute that is. But I'd feel awful if I kept her waiting just to tease her. Masaya: Sorry. Mashiro: Ah... Mmm, mnnn... Mmmph... Mmmpch... I kiss her to apologize. Following that, I go back to playing with her boobs, choosing to start off rough this time. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, ahhh...! I proceed to suck so hard it could leave a hickey. Then, I use both my tongue and fingers to suck on, scratch, lick, poke, flick, and squish her nipples. Mashiro: Haaah, mmm... Ah, ah, mnnn... Ah, ahhh... Ahhh, ahhh... That's not all, though. I also pinch, twist, bite, and pull up her nipples, then run my lips over the areola and knead her breasts. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhh... Ahhh, ah, ah, ah...! Ah, ah, ahhh... It's incredibly adorable how she's just shaking her head, trying to withstand the pleasure, so I keep teasing her without pause. Mashiro: Haaaaaah! Ah, ah, ah, ahhh...! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, haaah, ah, haaaaaaaaah...! Her body was shaking, but now it begins to tremble. Her back bends in a wide arc as she moans louder than ever before. At this point, I pause my actions for the time being. Mashiro: Haaaaaah... Haaah... Nnn, haaah... She takes deep, heavy breaths. Her pale white skin is now flushed a light pink hue. I vividly feel her hot, heavy breaths and her body heat. And that makes me notice something... It's probably an unconscious action, but Mashiro's rubbing her thighs together. To be honest, I don't think I can wait much longer. Masaya: Mashiro... I move a hand down to her inner thighs and spread her legs. Mashiro: Ah...! I don't know if it was out of embarrassment, or simply a reflex, but she immediately squeezes them shut again. Mashiro: Ah... Once she realizes what she just did, her facial expression becomes more distraught. Maybe that was my fault. If so, I've messed up big time. Mashiro: I-I'm sorry, Senpai... Y-You just kind of startled me there, so I...! Masaya: Don't cry, Mashiro. Getting embarrassed is normal. I know she didn't do it because she was against me touching her or anything. Assuming a position where you spread your legs is incredibly awkward for just about anyone in any situation. But I still want to see. I can't hold back. Masaya: I'm gonna spread your legs again, Mashiro. Are you ready? I know I'm asking her to do something real embarrassing... so I also need to assume some responsibility by taking the initiative. Mashiro: Yeah. Go right ahead. I place my hands on her thighs and spread her legs open. Mashiro doesn't resist. If anything, I can feel her helping me. Mashiro: Also, um, I've never really explored it myself... Mashiro: It's only for you... This time, she accepts me. The sight of the woman I love opening her body to me fully is so magical that I feel dizzy just looking at her. I'd love to just keep staring forever, but... Mashiro: Ngh! I don't want her to have to bear that embarrassment. Instead, I need to hurry up and start touching. Though honestly, my desire to do that far outweighs my desire to stare. I stretch my hand out to her crotch. Mashiro: Mmm, kgh...! It feels hot. I can physically sense an incredible heat beyond that cloth. I start out by touching her crotch over her panties, slightly pushing my finger into it. Tracing its contour has made a straight, vertical line appear. Mashiro: Ah, ah... Th-That's...! I proceed to run my finger up and down that line. Mashiro: Nooo, not there... Ah, ah, ahhh, I... After finding a wet spot, I push my finger into the cloth there, enlarging it. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn, mmmnnn...! I strongly rub my finger against her slit as I keep moving up and down along it. Mashiro: Mnnn, nmmm, nnn... Ah, ah, ah, ahhh! Haaah! Over and over, I rub up, down, up, down with my finger until I manage to get into the groove of it. Mashiro: No, mmm, ah, stop... Ah, ahhh... Aaah, you... need to stop... Ah, ah, ahhh! Eventually, the stain on her panties becomes a vertical line. And it continues to spread outward. Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Her shoulders go up and down as she heaves. Mashiro: Ah... Haaah... Um... Senpai...? Masaya: Hm? Mashiro: Um... you see... Masaya: Yeah? She's clearly having a hard time voicing her thoughts. Mashiro: A little bit... lower... Masaya: Huh? Mashiro: Ngh! It kinda looks like she wants to just crawl into a hole right now. I think about the true meaning of her words for a moment. ...Oh, that's what she meant. I finally realize what she must've been trying to say. I guess she misunderstood why I was moving my finger up and down. She thought I was searching for something. Which means she's telling me where the hole is. I see her lower body wriggling around a lot more than it was before, so this must mean the pleasure she's feeling is pretty intense. At this point, she's moaning whether she wants to or not. Masaya: Okay, a little lower. I nod at her as I say that. Masaya: There it is. I push her panties aside with my fingers. Mashiro: Ah, you're... Ah, ah, ah, ahhh...! Her voice is quivering from the embarrassment. But I can't peel my eyes away from her pussy now. Wow... I've never actually seen one before... And it's also the first time I've seen <i>her</i> pussy. It feels moist, almost sweltering. The valley in between the squishy, slightly protruding lips forms a beautiful, straight slit. And above that slit is a small, fleshly bud. This must be the clitoris. The slit itself is tightly shut. But there's a sticky, shiny, and transparent fluid leaking out from inside. It forms a pearl as it grows bigger and bigger, but then once it gets too large, it succumbs to gravity and drips down. Looking closer, I realize that this liquid is giving her pussy a wet gleam, while the heat makes it soft and soggy. I find transparent strings of that same fluid connecting to her panties. And using my finger, I scoop some of it up. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhh... A small pearl of her vaginal juices now rests on my finger. I wipe over it with my thumb, which produces a sticky, shiny string that extends between it and my index finger. My heart's pounding so hard it feels like it might explode. My mind's gone numb from all the heat, putting me in a dreamlike state. I force all the words and saliva down my throat. I've never felt this horny in my life. Mashiro: Ah...! I move to properly touch her, and seeing that, her body flinches. Mashiro: Ugh, urgh... Urgh... But it doesn't seem like she can give voice to her feelings. As for me, I guess my raging sexual desire is driving all my actions by this point. I'm touching her pussy right now. Just that fact alone is making me feel dizzy. Mashiro: Mmmm, ah... Ah, ah, ahhh! No matter how I touch her, my fingers always end up wet. Mashiro: Mmm, ahhh! Ah, ah, your finger's moving...! I don't even fully understand how I'm moving my fingers. Mashiro: Ah, ah, that's... Aaah, ah, ah... Ah, ah, ah! But I have to be gentle. I can't forget that I have to treat her lovingly. Mashiro: Mmm, ahhh! Wh-What are you...? Aaah, ah, ah, ahhh! I want to hear more of those cute moans. Mashiro: Mmm, nnn, nmmm! Mmm... Mnnn... mhh, Senpai...! I don't want to remove my finger ever again. Mashiro: Mmm, ah, mnnn, nmmm... Haaah... Ah, ah, Senpai...! Masaya: ...... Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhh... Mmm, ah, ah, Senpai... Senpai...! Masaya: ...Huh? Ah? Mashiro: Ah, mmm, ahhh... Mmm, nnn... Senpai... Senpai... Senpai...! I regain my bearings and see Mashiro shouting my name as she tries to withstand the waves of pleasure assaulting her. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, mmm... Mmm...! Her eyes, her voice, her motions... It's like everything about her is lusting after me. My dick is already burning and twitching. I'm no better than Mashiro. I'm so horny that my boxers already have precum on them. Masaya: Mashiro... I can't wait any longer... Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... Senpaaai... The pleasure is so strong that she can barely speak, but she still passionately calls out to me. Mashiro: Senpaaai... I wan, I wan you... peeze... Masaya: Got it. I quickly take off my boxers and position my fully-erect dick, which is wet with precum. Mashiro: ...Ngh! Her eyes widen as she pants, and her already red face gets even redder. It's such an incredibly cute sight. Mashiro: Ah, it's touching me... Masaya: Just a little. I barely sink the tip of my dick into her pussy, then rub it up and down. Mashiro: Ah... Mmm... I just wanted to test out the friction, but damn... this already feels way too good. My precum mixes with Mashiro's fluids, forming foam and creating a squelching noise. It really feels weird. It's not solely the pleasure. There's something just plain satisfying about this. Masaya: Are you scared? Mashiro: Just a little... Only natural. There's pain involved for her. Masaya: Haha... To be perfectly honest, me too. Mashiro: You also feel scared? Masaya: Yep. Got no clue why, though. Masaya: ...Sorry. I know you have it a lot harder than I do. Mashiro: No, don't apologize... I feel a lot better knowing you're just as nervous as me. Masaya: I am excited to see what happens, though. Mashiro: Huh? Masaya: Only you and I will ever know what happens tonight, so I'm expecting to see some faces and hear some noises you didn't even know you could make. Mashiro: Okay, but all your faces and moans belong to me as well, then. Masaya: Sounds fair. The excitement heavily outweighs the fear. But we're weak, which is why the negative emotions always come to the forefront. The person we love is before us, laying themselves bare, ready to accept everything and reciprocate our love for them. There can be no greater happiness than this, Mashiro. There's no one else I'd rather share this experience with. Our love will only grow as we give shape to it tonight. Mashiro: Senpai, um... Masaya: Yeah? Mashiro: Try to make it as painless as possible... Mashiro: Wait, let me rephrase that. Please make me feel good. Masaya: Of course. Mashiro: Thanks. With that, I finally slip the tip of my dick inside her. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn... Mmm... Mmm... ou...ch... Masaya: Ngh! Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh...! This is only the beginning. But her pussy is so tight and hard that I have to push forward if I want my dick to travel any further. Yeah... I can see how this would hurt. I can practically feel the severe amount of pain she's in just from having my dick inside her like this. Masaya: Are you doing okay, Mashiro? Mashiro: Ugh, ughhh...! Ahhh, haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Mashiro: Hehehe, I'm... fine. Masaya: At least try a little harder if you're gonna lie... Mashiro: Ah, ugh... Mmm, well, I mean, just because it hurts... doesn't mean we need to stop. Mashiro: I'm fine... because... kgh, ah, you're here with me... Mashiro: Ugh, ugh...! Right now, you love me more... than you ever have, don't you? Masaya: Yeah, without a doubt. Mashiro: Ugh, kgh... but Senpai, I don't know... how much longer I can take this... Masaya: Sorry. I have to stop having second thoughts. I'm not trying to hurt her. I want to feel pleasure, and so does she. I can't chicken out just because it might hurt a little at the start. I just have to push forward to make Mashiro feel good. I tense up my lower body and drive my dick into her depths. Mashiro: Ugh... Kgh, haaah... Kgh, ahhh...! Ah, ahhh, ah...! I don't stop until the head and shaft are all the way inside. Mashiro: Mmm, kgh, mmm, ah... Ah, ah...! Ahhh, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhh! In all honesty, I'm already feeling pretty good. Her soft, hot, and tight pussy wriggles, stimulating me with pleasure every second. Mashiro: Kgh... Ugh...! Ah, ah, ahhh, ahhh! But while I'm feeling good, there's now blood flowing out of her because my dick has penetrated her hymen. Plagued by extreme guilt, I continue to push deeper. Mashiro: Ugh, ugh... Ah, kgh... Ugh..! Ah, ahhh, ahhh, ahhhhhh...! After this painful, never-ending insertion, finally... Masaya: Ah...! Mashiro: Mmm, ah... Ah, ahhh...! My hips suddenly slide forward in one go and my crotch collides with Mashiro's. My entire dick, from tip to base, is being squeezed tight and assaulted by pleasure. It's all the way in. I've penetrated up to Mashiro's womb. Masaya: You did great, Mashiro. Mashiro: Ahhh... Haaah... Um, you mean...? Masaya: Yeah. It's all the way in. Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... I see... Haaah... Haaah... Phew... She lets out a big sigh of relief. And then, we take a few moments to catch our breaths. Mashiro: O-Okay, Senpai, it's time for you to make me feel good. Masaya: Got it. It's <i>definitely</i> still gonna hurt for her for a while, but she still urges me to move, which means I owe it to her to make her feel good. Her pussy feels incredibly good. I get the urge to start thrusting like a madman, but I have to consider her. Nothing would make me feel worse than hurting her. Slowly... very slowly, I start to move my hips in a rhythmical fashion. Mashiro: Mnnn, mmm... Ah, haaah... Senpai...! The friction feels a little less severe than before. Mashiro: Ugh, ah, ahhh... Senpai... Mmm, mnnn... Haaah! After watching how she reacts for a bit, I pick up the pace slightly. My heart is beating so damn fast right now. I don't even want to imagine how rough I'd end up going if I cut loose. Mashiro: Ah... Ugh, ugh... Kgh, ah, mmm, ahhh..! I suddenly notice some half-dried tears in the corners of her eyes and wipe them away with my thumb. Mashiro: Ah, ah... Ah, ah... Senpai... Mmm, mnnn, ahhh...! I sense that she wants a kiss, so I place my lips on hers. Mashiro: Senpai... Mmm, mnnn... Mmmph... Mmm... Nmm, nnn... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmph... Mnnn, nnn... Mmmph... Mmmpch... She comes at me passionately. Maybe she'd been wanting one for much longer and I just failed to notice. Mashiro: Mmm, kgh... Nnn, nnnmmm, nmm... Mmmph... Mmm, mnnn...! I'm gradually getting the hang of thrusting my hips while kissing. Masaya: You're so adorable. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmph...! Mnnn, nnn, nmmm... Mmmpch! Masaya: Ah...! The moment I relax, thinking I've gotten used to it, her pussy clamps down hard on my dick. I almost came right there. Fortunately, I managed to keep it in. Mashiro: S-Senpaaai...? Mashiro, having no idea what happened, calls out to me in confusion after I stop moving. Masaya: It's nothing. I reassure her, then go back to kissing and swinging my hips. Mashiro: Senpaaai, mmm, mnnn... Mmmph... Mmm, mnnn, nnn... Nnn, nmmm... Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmm... Mmmpch... I'm in a state where I could cum at any moment, but what about Mashiro? Is she still fighting the pain or is she starting to feel pleasure at last? I change up my movements and observe how Mashiro reacts. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Haaah... Haaah... Nnn, nmmm, mnnn... Ah, Senpai... Mmmph! Mashiro: Mmm, Senpai...! Mnnn, mmm... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Nnn, nmmm, mmm... Mmmpch... I'm not mishearing those moans, am I? Sounds to me like someone's feeling pleasure... Admittedly, it could also be that her mind's just gone numb from all the kissing. Still, she looks fine, so maybe... I decide to thrust a little harder. I want her to experience the same heightened pleasure that I am. I'm not that far away from my climax, so I want to keep going at this pace until then. Mashiro: Ahhh! Ahhh, mmm! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh... Aaah, ah, ah, ah...! Can't forget the kisses. Mashiro: Mmm... Mnnn... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmm, haaah, mnnn... Our crotches are sticky and wet with her juices. The pleasure amplifies as I speed up. Each thrust is accompanied by a slapping sound as I ram into her. Mashiro: Haaah, ah, mmm, ahhh, mnnn... Mmmph... Mmm, nnn... Mmm... Mmmpch... Ah, ah, ah, ah, haaah! I can't stop my hips. Mashiro: Ahhhhhh! S-Senpai... Mmm, ahhh, mmm... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmm, mnnn... Ah, ah, ahhh! We passionately intertwine our tongues as we impatiently rub our genitals together. Mashiro: Mmmpch... Mmmph... Haaah, haah, aaah, S-Senpaaai... Masaya: What's wrong? Mashiro: Mmm, ah, mmm, mnnn, nmmm, ah, nnn, mmm... Mashiro: Ahm feeli' sho... mmm, good... aight now... Masaya: ...Same here. Mashiro: Senpaaai... Mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmmnnn... Masaya: What is it now? Oh... you wanna kiss more? Mashiro: I'm fine now... Mmm... I love this... I love this...! Masaya: Sure you weren't thinking out loud there at the end? Mashiro: You can... go faster... Haaah, mnnn... Mmmph... Feel better... Mmmnnn! She's just so adorable that the second I figure out what she's trying to say, I wrap my arms around her and start passionately making out with her. Mashiro: Senpaaai... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmm... Mmmph... Mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmmph... I make sure to save up energy in my hips as I fight against her crazed kissing onslaught. Masaya: It's time, Mashiro. Here we go. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmnnn! Mnnn, ahhhhhhhhh...! After that, I thrust my dick into her with force. Mashiro: You're... thrusting into... Mmm, mnnn... Mmmph... Ah, ah, ah... Ahhh! I slam my hips into her with everything I have. Mashiro: Mmm, nnn, nmmm... Mmmph... Nnn, nmmm, ah, ah, haaah! Haaah, ahhh, ah, mmm! It looks like her body's so tense that she can't move. Her cute nipples suddenly catch my eye. I quickly press down on one with my tongue, then lick all over it. Mashiro: Mmm, haaah, mnnn, nnn, nmmm... Senpai... My nipple... Senpaaai...! ...I'm a bit curious about what she was trying to say there. But instead of asking, I thrust my dick into her with increased vigor. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn, mmm, mmmnnn, ah... ah, nmh... Nnn, nmmm... Mmmph... Haaah, haaah...! The head pulls on her vaginal walls and pleats as it slides out, stretching them to the point where they flib about. That process repeats as I go in and out, in and out. The room is filled with the lewd, squelching sounds of sex. The mixture of our fluids has even begun to take on a white color because of all the friction. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhh... Mmm, mnnn, nnn, nmmm, ah, ah, ahhh! Mashiro: Senpaii... Mmm, mnnn, Masaya-senpaai...! She shouts my name. And I keep lusting after her without pause. Mashiro: Mmm, ah, ah, mnnn... Ahhh, ah, ah, ah... Mnnn, nmmm, nnn...! Her voice is growing louder. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, ah, haaah... Ah, ah, ahhh! We're subconsciously trying to time our motions together. Mashiro: Nnn, nmmm, mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmnnn... Mmm! And through kissing, we do just that. Mashiro: Mmm, ah, ah, ah... Ahhh, nnn, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, nnnmmm! Ah, ahhh! Together, we race toward climax. Mashiro: Mnnn, nnn... Nmmm, haaah... Mmm, aaah, mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmm, nnn, ah... Mmmnnn! Somewhere inside my mind, I had the romantic thought of wanting to be connected with my Mashiro forever. But now I no longer have the composure left to even entertain such thoughts. Mashiro: Haaah, haaah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh, Senpaaai! Masaya-senpaaai! The way she's frantically shouting my name leads me to believe she's about to cum as well. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhh, ahhh, ah, ah, ahhh... Ah, ah, ahhh! Masaya: Mmm, kgh...! Mashiro: Nnn, mmm! Ah, ah, mmm, ah, ah, ah, ahhh...! Masaya: Mashiro... I'm gonna...! Mashiro: Mmm, ah, ah, ah, ahhh... Me... too... Ah, ahhh, ah, ah... Ahhh! I feel like my brain's about to be fried from this heat. Still, I don't stop moving, or lusting after her, for a second. Masaya: Mashiro, Mashiro, Mashiro...! Mashiro: Mmm, ah, ah, ah, ahhh... Senpaai, Senpai, Senpaaai! Her body twists and convulses. Even her pussy does this as it tightly squirms around my shaft. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhhhhh! Senpai... Senpai... Mmm, kgh, mnnn! Her long, beautiful hair gets strewn about as she flails. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ahhh... Ahhhhhh! Senpai... Mmm,! I can't hold it in! My dick twitches inside of her pussy like I've never felt before. The heat inside my body transforms into a hot load that I dump inside her. Even as I'm ejaculating, her pussy keeps its grip on me strong. Mashiro: Mmmm, ah... Nnn, ah, ah... Ah! Ahhh...! Her small body twitches, but she takes it all in. Masaya: You were great. I stroke her head and kiss her lips. Mashiro: Haaah, thanks... Mmm, nnnn... Mnnn, nmmm, Ah... Mmmnnn... Our bodies drained, we exchange saliva one final time. The love I feel for her, however, is still going strong. Maybe it's even increased... No, it definitely has. It's practically overflowing. Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Mashiro finally relaxes her body. And then, the two of us calm our breathing. Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Unlike the last moment when we both came, our breathing is no longer in sync. But we can do that whenever we want from now on. Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... Senpai... Masaya: What's wrong? Mashiro: I'd like to, um, kiss one more time. Masaya: Heh... Spoke too soon earlier, I guess. Mashiro: Please? Masaya: Sure thing. You didn't even have to say please, you know? Mashiro: Senpaaai! She gleefully latches herself onto me and presses her lips against mine. Mashiro: Senpai... Mmm, nnn... Mashiro: Mmm... Mnnn, ah... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Haaah, mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmph... We kept touching and kissing for quite a while longer. I took Mashiro home. I was planning to head home afterward, but she wouldn't let me. She held my sleeve like a spoiled child and wouldn't release it. When I tried to calm her down, she responded in a low voice. "I want you to give me the strength I need to fight Misaki-senpai." ...Pretty sure it took her a lot to say that. And, of course, I knew exactly what she meant. Mashiro: Senpai... I want to touch you so badly right now. Around 30 minutes of small talk have passed when Mashiro finally says what's been on both of our minds. Guess she needed time to prepare herself. Masaya: I know it's just you and me here right now, but it feels real dirty to be doing this here, since it's technically our workplace. Botan-san and Mashiro's dad aren't home at the moment. Mashiro: Yeah... but they could get back any moment. Masaya: Right. It'd be way too risky. Mashiro: So if we're going to do this, you need to hurry up and and make up your mind. She mumbles, visibly embarrassed. Guess we weren't thinking <i>exactly</i> the same thing... Mashiro: Today, um... I have something special I want to do to you. Masaya: Oh, something special? Mashiro: Yeah, um, I've been doing some research... Masaya: You're making me real curious here. Mashiro: I can't tell you what it's about, but the point is, I did my research. I know all about, um... making a man feel good with my boobs. Uh, what? I thought she couldn't tell me... Anyway... Masaya: Your boobs... Compelled by the surge of excitement, I glance at her chest. Masaya: ...... Masaya: Maybe next time, okay? I flash her a gentle smile as I stroke her head to pacify her. Mashiro: ...Why are you smiling at me like that? It's weird. Masaya: Uh... Mashiro: You seem a lot nicer than you were that time I was crying. I quickly avert my eyes to escape the doubtful look she's giving me. I just don't want to hurt my precious girlfriend. ...But I can't possibly admit that. Mashiro: Let me guess. You're thinking it's nothing but a pipe dream right now, aren't you? That I'll never be able to fit your penis between my boobs. That's a bit of an overstatement, but she did get the gist right. Mashiro: I know... There's no way I can actually satisfy you with these sad, pathetic boobs... Masaya: I-I wasn't thinking that, I swear! I quickly try to cheer her up before she spirals too far into depression mode. Masaya: I'll admit I was trying to joke about it to hide my embarrassment, but your words really did make me happy. Masaya: Just, um, I don't know how you picture doing this and all, but I'm not sure it'll go exactly as you think it will... Mashiro: Mmmph... Masaya: Ngh?! I brought my face closer in the process of explaining things, and she surprised me with a peck on my lips. Mashiro: Hehehe. Mashiro smiles like she just pulled off a successful prank. Masaya: ...Was that all an act? Mashiro: Oh, no worries, Senpai. I now know <i>exactly</i> how worried you are about me potentially not being able to please you with my tiny, meager breasts. Damn, that smile is scaring me. She's definitely not gonna let it go. Mashiro: I'll have you squealing like a pig. Masaya: Wasn't the whole reason for you taking the lead today so we could be quiet...? Mashiro: ...... Masaya: Hm? Mashiro...? Mashiro: Hurry up, Senpai. She still wants me to initiate the kisses even though she's asking to be in the driver's seat? Masaya: We can't turn back if we kiss. Mashiro: And that's fine by me. Masaya: ...Well, don't go blaming me if anything goes wrong. Mashiro: Mmm...! Mashiro: Mmm, nnn, Mmmph... Nnn... She clings to me while we kiss, then pushes me down. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Nmmm... Nnn! We kiss sloppily as we grope around each other's bodies and clothes. Masaya: Kgh... She's doing her very best to wrap her modest breasts around my member. The sensation of soft skin pressing up against it is sheer bliss. And the heat I can feel on it gets me even more erect. The fact that she's staring at it in a daze might be another contributing factor, though. Masaya: Hey, Mashiro...? Mashiro: ...... Masaya: Earth to Mashiro? Mashiro: Huh...? Oh, I-I'm sorry. Mashiro: I just spaced out for a second... I've never actually seen your penis from this close. I guess seeing it was too much for her despite the fact that she asked for this. The slight frown on her face is probably there because she's feeling nervous. Mashiro: Ah! Th-The head seems to be twitching! Masaya: I could do without the live commentary... I'm so embarrassed that I feel like crying. Mashiro: Really? You teased me the whole time when you were in my position. Masaya: ...Did I? Mashiro: Okay. I <i>think</i> I know what to do now. Masaya: Hey! She probably does not, in fact, know what to do. Mashiro: Um, please be cooperative. She's starting out with a bow to my dick. In response, my dick jumps up almost like it's responding. ...Man, this is <i>really</i> embarrassing. Mashiro: O-Okay... Here I go. Mmm, so... She starts pressing her boobs up against my dick and rubbing them against it. Mashiro: Mnnn, nnn... Masaya: Kgh... Mashiro: Mmm, ah, haaah... Haaah...! Her skin is silky smooth. And also soft and warm. But like I expected, the sensation is far from any real stimulation. Mashiro: Senpai, um... I'm guessing it doesn't feel all that great? Masaya: It feels great, Mashiro. The fact that you're giving this your all makes me feel blessed. Mashiro: But you, um... I'm not sure exactly how to describe it... but you seem less energetic. Masaya: Listen, I'm saying you're doing fine. Mashiro: It's okay. I know what to do, Senpai. Masaya: Huh? Mashiro: I know my tiny boobs can't do much, so I'll make up for it with something else. Masaya: Don't say that, Mashiro. You're not-- She takes both hairclips off without even waiting for me to finish my sentence. And immediately, her long hair falls down. This might actually be my first time seeing her with her hair down. Man, she looks pretty damn cute this way too... Masaya: Wait, Mashiro...?! She quickly winds her beautiful hair around my shaft, giving me no time to appreciate this new look on her. Mashiro: I just hope this actually makes you feel good... Her hair, which is tightly wrapping around my shaft, gives me a type of pleasure I've never experienced before. That alone is making my dick twitch. I really want to know where she learned this... Masaya: It already feels pretty nice... but are you sure? Your hair's gonna get dirty. Mashiro: Every part of my body belongs to you anyway. If it still bothers you, though, then take a bath with me later and wash my hair for me. Masaya: Sure. I'll even dry it for you. How is that a punishment? Mashiro: Oh, but I'll be wearing a swimsuit. Masaya: Huh?! Mashiro: Wh-What, did you expect me to get naked?! I might l-love you, but that's still way too embarrassing! Is she forgetting what she's doing right now? Masaya: Still, I'll be taking a bath with you in a swimsuit. I might get a little horny... Mashiro: ...W-Well, if you absolutely need to, I don't mind doing <i>things</i> in the bath. Just, um, as long as you set the right mood... Masaya: What should I do to set the right mood? Mashiro: If you kiss me sweetly... This seems more like a bonus than a punishment. Man... I'm such a lucky guy. How'd I ever land such a cute girl? I refuse to let anyone else have her. Masaya: Mashiro. Mashiro: What is it, Senpai? Masaya: Can I go ahead and fuck you really hard right now? Mashiro: N-No way! Why are you even asking that?! <i>I'm</i> the one who's taking the lead today! We've already talked about this! Masaya: Haha, right. I didn't forget. It's just that what she said hit me so hard I'm having a terrible time trying to control my urges. Mashiro: ...... Masaya: What, are you actually thinking you might <i>want</i> to let me plow you? Mashiro: A-A-A-A-A-Absolutely not! That's a little much, considering my guess was supposedly off... Mashiro: Just relax and let me make you feel good. Masaya: Okay... Her foreplay continues. This is pretty intense... In addition to the friction provided by her small breasts, there are now hundreds, or even thousands, of hairs wrapped around my shaft. They add rough, tingly sensations to the pleasure. My dick twitches repeatedly in response. Mashiro: Haaah... Mmm, it's... so hot. Mashiro keeps stroking my dick, gazing at it fixedly, like she's in some kind of daze. Precum starts leaking out of the tip, which Mashiro rubs over her breasts, smearing it onto them. The dirty smell wafts through the air as it provides lubrication to speed up her movements. My dick is now a dark red color. It's swelling up little by little. This new pleasure is accelerating me toward orgasm faster than I've ever experienced before. But now that we're doing this, there's also one more thing I'd really, <i>really</i> like her to do. I mean, you see it all the time in porn... I'm definitely not going to force her, but it'd be like the cherry on top. Mashiro: Mmmph... Masaya: Ah! I find myself more startled by her action than the pleasure. My dick also jerks up in response. Mashiro: Ahhh! As it springs back to its original position, it slaps an equally surprised Mashiro on the cheek. Mashiro: S-Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. That didn't gross you out, did it...? I figured it might make you happy. She looks at me, worried. Masaya: It made me plenty happy, Mashiro. I was just about to ask her to use her mouth when she did that, to be honest. Masaya: So, um... thank you. Mashiro: Oh? What's that grin I see on your face, Senpai? Masaya: Uh... Mashiro: Hehe... I'm really glad to hear that. I probably suck at it, but I'll try my absolute best. She gives me a determined nod, moves her head closer, and... Mashiro: Mmmph... Mmm... Mashiro: Haaah, nnn... Mmmph... Mmmph... Her small tongue and cute lips touch the head of my dick. Wherever she licks me, a small trail of saliva is left behind. Mashiro: Mmm... Your penis is twitching and swelling up... My heart pounds as I see her smile with wet lips. Mashiro: Mmmpch... Nmmm, nnn... Mmmph... Mmmph... She showers me with kisses like pecks from a little bird. Mashiro: Mmmph... Mnnn... Nnn, nmmm, mnnn... Then, she tilts her head to lick the side. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmph... Shlllp... It's twitching... Senpai, does it feel good? Masaya: It feels amazing. Mashiro: You're always weak to my charms... Mmm... Mmmph... It's like she is trying out everything she can think of. Now she's added additional stimulation by sucking on it in between the kisses. Mashiro: Mmm, ah... Shlllp... Shhhp... Shhhlllp... Ah... Those faint nasal breaths are tickling my dick. Mashiro: Hm... I have to make sure I don't scratch it with my teeth... I just heard her whisper something a little frightening there... It's something you often hear about happening, but having never experienced it before, I can't tell how painful it is. Don't wanna find out, either. She swallows about half of the head with her tiny mouth. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmch... Mnnnch... Mmm... Chlllp... Chhhlp... Mmm... Her pink tongue runs over the opening of my urethra, making my body tremble. Mashiro: Mmmh, mnnn, nmmm... Nmmmch... It's so hot... nmmm... and big... Mmm... Mmmch... She proceeds to shove more of my dick into her mouth. Meaning more of it gets to experience the sensation of her insides. Mashiro: Mmmch... Mnnnch... Nnnch... Mmm... Chhhlp... Haaah... your penis... is so big now... This feels <i>way</i> too good. Mashiro: Mmmch... Nnn, nmmm, mmm... Mmm... Shhhlp... My dick is being assaulted by her breasts, hair, and mouth. She devotedly pleasures me with all three of those methods. Masaya: Kgh... I'm slowly starting to feel a climax coming. Mashiro: Mmm... Mnn... Shhhlllp... Mmmph, ah... Chhhpt... Chlll... Apparently she's noticed herself, and started picking up the pace. Mashiro: Mmmm... Mmmch... Mnnnch... Nmmmch... Nnn, nmmm, mnnn... Ahm, ah... Mmmch... Ah, ah... Chlllp... Chhhpt... Masaya: Mashiro, you don't have to overdo it... Mashiro: Hic... Ack... Ugh...! Masaya: Look, what'd I just tell you... I smile and rub her back as she coughs painfully. Mashiro: B-But it felt good, right...? Masaya: Huh? Mashiro: I mean... it was twitching inside my mouth like crazy. Masaya: Yeah, but I don't want you hurting yourself for that. Mashiro: L-Let me suck it some more. Mashiro: Ahm... Mmmch... Mmm... Nnnch... Nmmmch... Mnnnch... Mmm... Chlllp... Mmm... Mnnn... Shhhlllp... The speed she's going at tells me she's trying to make me cum now. Her tongue spreads and coils itself around my shaft at times, while at others, she folds it and pokes the tip. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn, mmmm... Mnnn, kgh, ah, nmmm... Shhhlp... Mmmnnn! A transparent string forms between the tip of my dick and her mouth, but it only lasts for a second before she licks it up. All this drool is making my dick a little soggy. However, surprisingly enough, the adorable expressions she's making as she devotedly, but clumsily tries to please me are turning me on more than anything else. Masaya: I'm almost there, Mashiro. Mashiro: Mmm! Haaah, ah, mnn... Mmmch... Nnn... Nnnch... Nmmm... Nmmmch... Mnnn... Mnnnch... Mmmnnn! Masaya: Kgh... Ah, ahhh... Embarrassing as it is, I purposely let my moan leak out. I need to give Mashiro verbal confirmation that she's doing a good job. Mashiro: Mmm, ngh, mnnn... Shhhlllp... Ah, haaah... Ah, amh... Ah... Mmmch... Mmm! Mashiro: Ah... Nnn... Nnnch... Senpai, ngh...! My hips start moving, seeking out even more pleasure. I can't stop...! Mashiro: Haaah, nmmm, mmm... Mmmch... Mnnnch... Nnnch... Ngh, nnnmmm... Haaah, ah, haaah! But Mashiro accepts my raging desire and grants me even more pleasure with her tongue and lips. Masaya: Mashiro... I'm about to...! Mashiro: Ah, mmm, mnnn... Mmmch... Go ahead. Masaya: But at this rate, I'll... Mashiro: Mmm, ngh... Mmmnnnch! Ahhh... You can cum... haaah, when you want... wherever you want... Mashiro: I'm gonna... take it all in... Masaya: Ah! I seriously can't hold back anymore. Mashiro: Mmm, mnnn, nmmm... Mmmch, mnnn, nnn, ah, kgh... Haaah, amh, mnnn, mmmnnn... She wants to keep sucking until the very end. What a dedicated girl... Mashiro: Mmm, mmmm, nmmm... Ahm... Mmm... Mmmph, mmm... Mmmch... Ngh, mmm, nmmm, nnn, mnnn, mmm, nnn... Nnnmmm...! Masaya: Mashiro, I'm cumming... I'm cumming...! Mashiro: Senpai... Senpai, ngh, give it... to me... Ngh, mmm, mnnn, Aaahhh...! Masaya: Kgh, Mashiro...! The moment my mind goes blank, my convulsing dick bounces out of her mouth and... Mashiro: Aaaaaaaaah! My surging hot load splashes onto her face, hair, shoulders, and breasts. Mashiro: Mmm, ah... Senpai... Ah, ah, ahhh... Left with no other option, she takes my shower of semen in a daze. An intense feeling of exhaustion washes over me and my entire body loses all control to my convulsing lower half. Mashiro: Amazing... Mmm, haaah... Ah... After firing off three or four spurts, my ejaculation finally stops. Mashiro: Mmm, haaah... Such an intense smell... Masaya: You okay, Mashiro? Mashiro: I think the more important question is... did I have you squealing in pleasure...? Masaya: I'm sure you saw and heard that for yourself. Mashiro: Hehehe. My mouth feels a little sore, but if you liked it, it was worth the effort. Masaya: So we can't kiss for a while? Mashiro: No, it's like a wound. I need you to lick it lots to make it feel better...! Mashiro: I'm sorry I wasn't able to satisfy you fully with my mouth, Senpai. Masaya: That's not true. It felt incredible. Masaya: Plus, I'm sure you and I both knew before we started that we wouldn't stop at just foreplay. Mashiro: It'll probably still hurt, since this is only my second time, but I'll do my best to handle the pain...! Not even a second later, I feel transparent drops fall down onto my stomach to form round, quivering pearls. And they're coming from Mashiro's exposed crotch. Her pussy is soaking wet. The overflowing juices form multiple strands, running down her thighs. Mashiro: Urgh... However, she appears ashamed of her body's reaction. Masaya: Don't be embarrassed, Mashiro. I'm the one responsible for that. Mashiro: Senpai... Do you still want a dirty girl like me as a wife someday...? ...That question really came out of the blue, but I guess that's just how embarrassing this is for her. Masaya: Whenever you feel ready, you can go ahead and put my name on your future career questionnaire for the first, second, and third choices. Mashiro: You promised me, okay? No going back now. Masaya: Of course. Yours is gonna be the only thing I write on mine. So come on, lower your hips. I urge her on as more hot drops drip down onto me. I look up and gaze at it. Her pussy is so wet that it's giving off a gleam. Mashiro: A-Am I supposed to do the moving myself? Um... Masaya: Why hesitate? I thought you said you were taking the lead today. Mashiro: ...Stop teasing me. She starts lowering her hips, visibly embarrassed. I support my dick and adjust its position. That's the least I can do, after all. Slowly, inch by inch, her pussy gets closer. And finally, I feel it on the tip of my dick. Our fluids mix together. Mashiro: Mmm... Ah, mnnn, nnn, nmmm! I proceed to repeatedly draw circles with my glans by pressing it against her pussy. Mashiro: Mmm...! Senpaaai... Masaya: I'm ready when you are. I give her a nod as she stops moving and lets out a tantalized voice. After that, she captures the tip with her slit. Here we go... Mashiro: Mmm... Haaah... Haaaaaah... My dick is coated in the fluids gushing out of her. It's on fire right now. I can feel the heat throughout my entire body. Mashiro suddenly bends backwards like a wire was put through her back Masaya: Now just bring it down nice and slow... Mashiro: Senpai... Please don't look... She implores me not to look with a faint voice. I'm guessing she finds it embarrassing for me to watch her as she inserts it. Little by little, my dick makes its way inside. Mashiro: Urgh, mmm... Nnn... Once it reaches a relatively deep distance, her upper body starts wriggling around. This feels amazing! Mashiro: Mmm... Ah, mmm... Ah... Ah, ahhh...! I pierce into her pussy, spreading it open as I thrust forcefully. I can feel my head rubbing up against each of the countless wriggling pleats in there. Mashiro: Haaah... I can... feel it...! She's bending backward, obviously struggling against the seething foreign object invading her body. As I advance further, more and more of her juices come gushing out. After those few seconds that feel like an eternity, my dick hits a bump. Mashiro: Haaah, aaah... You just hit my... womb... Your penis is so big... I can feel all of it inside me... Her body trembles. Masaya: You okay, Mashiro...? Mashiro: I-I don't think so... I-I can't even think straight... Ahhh... Her breathing is ragged and slightly sexual. Her body keeps trembling lightly, like she's convulsing and relishing some sort of sensation. Before anything else, I need to confirm what she wants to do. Mashiro: Okay... I'll start moving now. Masaya: You sure you're ready? Mashiro: Well, I just... mmm, want you... to feel good... Masaya: Ah...! Mashiro: Ah! I feel like it just got bigger... Right... Mashiro's only had one objective from the start: to pleasure me. However... I grasp Mashiro's hands. Masaya: Should be good to go. Mashiro: Senpai...? Masaya: Don't forget, I want you to feel good too, Mashiro. We can feel good together. Mashiro: Ahhh! Ah, ah, ah...! I take firm hold of her waist area, then thrust upward as hard as I can. Mashiro: Mmm, ah, ah, ahhh, Senpai...! I'm sure I'll get to see this face of hers right now thousands of times in the future. And she's probably thinking the exact same thing. With how strongly we feel about each other, I can't imagine we'll ever tire of having sex. There are countless different paths our future can take, but I hope that in each of them, we'll always want each other like this. Though, relationships aren't all about sex. I need to work hard in other areas to keep it strong and passionate. Mashiro: Ah...! Ah, ah, mmm, ah, haaah... So rough...! While she's writhing about in pleasure, I keep pounding relentlessly. My dick has grown considerably, so I rub around her walls with each thrust. Mashiro: Ahhhhhh! Once I've reached her womb, I twist my hips to provide a different, but intense stimulus. Mashiro: Nmmm, nnn, mnnn...! Mmm, ahhh! Ah, ahhh...! Ahhh...! She's started to press her crotch against me, using my dick as an axis to rotate. I'm guessing she must be doing it on a subconscious level... Mashiro: Ah, ahhh, Senpai... Senpai...! We lose ourselves in the act. We press and rub our genitals together as I continuously thrust in and out of her forcefully, but also swiftly, trying to reach deeper. Loud splooshing sounds fill the room. It enters my ears, melting my brain and preventing me from thinking. The hot mixture of our fluids splashes everywhere as we move. Mashiro: Haaah, mmm, kgh, ah, ah, ah, ahhh! Mashiro: Senpai! It feels so good, Senpaaai...! The pleasure from our hot, passionate sex is unlike anything else. She's not showing any signs of pain, so I won't slow down at all. I keep driving my dick into her, again and again, almost like I'm skewering her. Mashiro: Ahhh! It's so deep... Amazing... I can feel... the shape of your penis...! I also try to focus on the sensation of her pussy. I feel like it was kind of rejecting me the first time we had sex, but today, it's coiling around me tightly. Almost like it's telling me it won't let go. Mashiro: Ah, ahhh, ah, mmm... Yes, right there! Right there... Right there... Mmm, mnnn...! She's just so adorable. I keep thrusting, again and again, hoping to hear more of those cute moans and see more of her pleasure-ridden faces. Her pale body bounces on top of me, hair and all. I also see her modest boobs jiggling about. I reach out and proceed to touch her breasts, her sides, and her stomach. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, no, nooo...! Still, I don't forget to thrust as hard as I can as I physically lift up her body. Mashiro: S-Senpaaai...! Her lips are moving around like she wants something. And I know exactly what it is. A kiss. Mashiro: Mmm... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Nmmm... Mnnn, nnn, mnnn, mmm... Mmmph... She pleadingly stretches out her tongue and welcomes me inside. Mashiro: Mmm, ah... Mmmph... Nnn, nnn, nmmm... Mmmpch...! Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Nnnmmm... Mashiro: Nnn... Mmmpch... Mmmph... Mmmpch... Mmm... Mmmph... Mnnn... Mmmph... Ah, aaah... Haaah, haaah... Even after our lips have parted, her mouth keeps opening and closing longingly. That's so damn adorable that I go in for another kiss. Mashiro: Haaah, ah, ah... Ahhh, mmm, ahhh, ah, ahhh... Mnnn, ah, ah, ah! The intense vertical and horizontal movement of our crotches has made the blend of our bodily fluids foam up into a white color. I'm getting closer to cumming with each passing second. Mashiro: Ahhh, mm, ah, ah, ah, mnnn, mmmnnn...! Mashiro: Mmm, kgh, mnnn... Senpai, I'm... I'm gonna...! Masaya: Me... too! Mashiro: Ahhh! Ah, ah, mmm, kgh! Sensing chills of pleasure creeping up my spine, I enter the final stretch and keep thrusting my dick. Mashiro: Mmm, nnn, nmmm, mnnn... Ah, ah, even harder... Ahhhh...! I can barely feel my lower body at all. It must've gone numb from all the pleasure. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, ahhh... Ah, nnn, mmm...! A trembling sensation that signals my climax crawls up my spine and tingles at my neck. Once it reaches my head, it's over. Mashiro: Ah, ahhh... Senpai... Senpaaai...! She's shaking her head fervently, throwing her pale body about in the process. It's almost as if she's scared of the surging pleasure. That expression, her voice, her movements... I can't get enough of it. Mashiro: Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh...! Finally, the trembling shoots into my head. Masaya: Mashiro...! Mashiro: Senpai, Senpai, Senpai, Senpai...! Suddenly, I feel her pussy clamp down on me like a vice. This is it...! Mashiro: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Ah, ahhh... Ah, ah, ah! Ahhhhhh! Masaya: Nnn, kgh...! Mashiro: Ahhhhhhhhh! Ah, ah, ahhhhhh! Ah, ah, ahhh... Holy shit... I can't stop cumming! Mashiro: Mmmm, mnnn, nnn, nmmm, mmm... Ah, ahhh, haaah, haaah... Ahhhhhh...! My dick pulsates as it continues to pump more and more semen into her depths, knocking against her womb each time. Mashiro: Ahhh... Wow... it's so hot...! Mashiro: Ahhh... Ah, ah, ahhh... It finally... stopped... Mmmnnn... Masaya: You okay, Mashiro...? Mashiro: Haaah... Haaah... Senpai, that was amazing... Mashiro: My head went completely blank... I was in heaven... Masaya: Me too, Mashiro. Me too... I gently stroke my precious girlfriend's head. Misaki: By the way, you're a guy, right Masaya? Masaya: What, you doubt me or something? Misaki: Just figured it was about time you showed me some proof. Masaya: You sure you want that? Misaki: According to some info I got off the black market, guys are supposed to be <i>way</i> more obsessed with sex than girls. Masaya: I think most people know that without having to use the black market. Misaki: Well, it can't be true. All you've done is kiss me. Masaya: I can assure you it is true. Misaki: ...Maybe you just prefer girls with chests like Mashiro? Masaya: I don't judge girls on their chests! It's more like... the timing just hasn't been right. Misaki: What were you waiting for? Masaya: Can't say... Misaki: Yeah, I guess this is all a bit too much for you, Masaya. Maybe I've gotta be the one to make you start screaming for more! Masaya: Try that, and I'm going straight home. Misaki: That's so rude I might collapse from shock! Masaya: Has this been worrying you? Misaki: Less worried, more... Like, I know I'm attractive, so it's weird. I started thinking maybe you were emotionally scarred or something and I should take you to see someone about it. Masaya: Trust you to be worried in the most egotistical way imaginable. I'm not traumatized. And don't go looking into professional help without asking me! Misaki: I mean, not like it's hard to say anything that comes into your head. Hm? Wait... Could she...? Could she be coming onto me right now? Masaya: Come to think of it... Misaki: What? Masaya: An empty classroom might just be the right timing. Misaki: Eek! Masaya: Don't shriek! You're the one who brought this up! Misaki: Huh, what? I brought what up, exactly? Misaki timidly presses her back up against the window. Misaki: Am I gonna get raped in the classroom? Masaya: How's it rape when you're the one suggesting it?! Misaki: Hold your horses. I-I may have more or less done what you just implied, but that's no excuse for taking things this far! Masaya: I thought that information you got on the black market told you guys were more sex obsessed than girls? Misaki: Um, could you please hear me out for a moment, I wonder, Masaya-san? Masaya: Your speech is getting all jumbled. Misaki: I was just trying to tease you a little and have some fun... Masaya: You should know not to tease a guy like that. I won't let you claim you didn't think this through! Misaki: S-Say that all you want, but I'll claim it! I wanna claim it! You're making me claim it! Masaya: Uh, what? Misaki: What? Masaya: Don't answer my question with a question. Remind me, who was the one just droning on a second ago? Misaki: Huh? Um, what were we talking about again? Masaya: You're just rambling to buy time. You can't trick your coach like that, Misaki. Misaki: Uh, but my heart isn't ready, so I... Um... Masaya: If you really don't want this, just say so. Misaki: I-I really don't want this! Masaya: That was fast! Misaki: D-Don't come any closer! Shouldn't you stop if I don't consent! Masaya: I asked you to tell me, but I never said I'd stop. Misaki: That's cheating! Masaya: Do you really not want this? Misaki: Come on, it's not as simple as yes or no! Masaya: If you don't want this, then resist. Misaki: O-Oh, um... what'll happen if I do? Masaya: I'll stop, of course. Misaki: Then I'll resist. I'll revolt against you, Masaya! This is a riot! Let them eat cake! Who let Marie Antoinette in here? Masaya: I get that you're nervous, Misaki. I'm really nervous myself. Misaki: Huh? Y-Yeah. Huh? Masaya: So if I end up being too rough, or cause you any pain, I want you to speak up. Misaki: You're clearly assuming we're already gonna do this! Masaya: Well, yeah. That's the plan. Misaki: Ugh... Do we have to do it now? Masaya: You did provoke me. Misaki: I told you I didn't mean to... Masaya: Sorry. This is just like with the kiss. I should've been the one to say it. Misaki: Th-That's why I-- Masaya: If you really don't want this, then just resist. I don't think I can hold back unless you show me you really don't want this. Misaki: You <i>don't think</i> you'll be able to hold back?! Well, if you insist... Urghhh, haaah... I-I'll resist. I mean it... Masaya: Okay. Misaki: If you get that, then stop already. Masaya: ...... I grab hold of the hem of Misaki's uniform. Misaki: Ah... Masaya: ...... Misaki: Haaah, haaah... Her breath instantly grows ragged. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah... Hehehehehe... Misaki's face stiffens up as she giggles. Masaya: Aren't you going to resist? Misaki: Can you take a step back? Masaya: Does it look like I can? Misaki: Nope... Mmm?! The moment I place my hands on her blouse, her entire body stiffens. Misaki: I swear, if you go any further, I really will resist... There'll be a riot! Masaya: ...... I pull her blouse out of her skirt, then roll it up to expose her chest. Misaki: Mmm! The bra covering her massive tits is in full view. Misaki: S-Stop, th-that's far enough. Masaya: You think this is where it ends? Misaki: Ugh... Ughhh... She stares at me in what seems like anger. Masaya: Should I stop? Misaki: Huh?! Masaya: I don't mind if that's what you actually want. Misaki: Ah...! Nghhhhhhhhhhhh! Y-You're only saying that 'cause you don't think I'll tell you to stop! Masaya: Bingo. Misaki: Coward! When'd you become such a bully, Masaya?! Masaya: I'm continuing. Misaki: Ah! C-Continuing? As in, you're gonna keep going? Do you plan on... Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, mm, l-looking at all of my chest? Masaya: Yep! Misaki: You think that's gonna happen? Masaya: Why don't we find out? Misaki: Huh? Huh? Huh? Huuuuuuh?! I grab hold of her bra by wrapping my fingers around it. My fingertips squish into the surface of her breasts as a result. Ah... So this is what boobs feel like. I imagined they would be soft, like my fingers were sinking into her breasts. However, Misaki's boobs are the opposite. They're sort of springy to the touch, pushing back against my fingertips like a trampoline. Misaki averts her eyes from me in displeasure. Misaki: Mmm! A powerful breath comes from her nose. Masaya: I'm lifting your bra up. She still doesn't look back at me. Misaki: J-Just do whatever you want. Masaya: Sounds good. I squeeze down a bit. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Haaah, haaah, haaah! Then, I lift her bra over her tits. She's <i>still</i> refusing to look back at me. Misaki: Are you... Haaah... Mmm... Haaah, haaah, mmm... Are you... looking at my... chest, Masaya? Masaya: ...... Misaki: I-I asked you a question. Masaya: I-I'm looking. Misaki: O-Okay. Masaya: Um... Misaki: Wh-What? Masaya: It's <i>really</i> cute. Misaki: Ah...! U-Um... Misaki finally looks back at me and swallows her breath, seemingly ready to speak. Misaki: Are you turned on, Masaya? Masaya: I've been turned on ever since you teased me. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah, mmm... Should I be angry? Should I be happy? Masaya: I don't think there's any reason for you to be angry... Misaki: R-Right. Thanks? No, not thanks. It's odd for me to thank you for staring at my chest, then telling me what you think, isn't it? I mean, this is all so weird. Masaya: There's nothing weird about any of this. Misaki: B-But staring at someone's chest and giving pervy comments is a crime worthy of jail time. Sexual harassment is wrong! Masaya: We're going out, so how's this sexual harassment? Misaki: U-Ugh... N-No! No! Masaya: You really don't want me looking? I'm taken aback by how she just reacted. Misaki: No... I'm getting turned on here... And I know I'm gonna end up getting even more turned on. I don't want that. Like, I'm scared... Misaki: I dunno what's... gonna happen to me. That's... scary... Masaya: There's nothing I can do about that. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Haaah... Mmm! I might start saying strange things 'cause I'm... turned on, but don't get the wrong idea, 'kay? It's only 'cause I'm turned on. I don't mean any of it! Masaya: It's best not to think too hard at times like this. Misaki: How the hell does that work?! It might not work as a comparison, but she was able to avoid thinking while playing FC pretty easily until recently... Misaki: The girls in softcore porn always say they're so excited and confused that they can't think straight. They're lying. I mean, I... I have so many thoughts shooting through my mind... Masaya: I'm gonna touch them. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah... Misaki starts taking deep breaths instead of responding to me. Masaya: Is that okay? Misaki: I-It's fine, but... I'm so turned on, and my mind's whirring so fast. I'm sorry if I explode! Masaya: Don't worry, people don't come installed with a self-destruct function. Misaki: How can you be so sure? My heart's pounding so hard that it feels like it's about to explode. If anything, it would be weirder if I didn't-- Huh? Mmm! I prod at one enormous tit. Misaki: Haaah! Haaah! Haaah! Haaah! Misaki's shoulders heave as she pants. Masaya: I'm actually touching your tits... Misaki: Haaah, mmm! Masaya, Masaya... My mind is burning up, the heat instantly spreading throughout my body. Before I know it, I'm rubbing her breasts with both hands. Masaya: Your tits are so hot, Misaki. Misaki: Mmm... Wh-Why would you say that...? Your hands feel so warm... The surface of her boobs may be tense and springy, but I can feel a definite softness down below. Misaki: Aaah, ah, mmm! Ah, haaah, haaah... Mmm! The more I rub them, the less composed I get. Misaki's moaning and panting is so hot that it's blowing my mind. I think I finally understand what she was just talking about. My heart's pounding so fast it really does seem like it's about to explode. We feel the same. Masaya: I think my heart might explode too. Misaki: Aaah, mmm... This is exciting, ah... but in a different way from kissing... Masaya: How's it different? Misaki: It feels like I'm getting turned on from deeper inside me than when we kissed. It's more... Haaah, haaah, I don't really get it, but... it just feels like, more... in a lot of ways. Masaya: More... I was already tense, but now it's even worse. More. The word alone has me thirsty. Misaki: ...... Misaki, whose face has been tense this entire time, suddenly makes a face telling me to forget what she just said. Misaki: I-I never thought I'd say something so cliched, and it's strange that I even want this, but I do want it, and I want you to know that so... I'm gonna say it, 'kay? Masaya: O-Okay... Misaki: Y-You can... um, well... Misaki averts her gaze, cheeks going bright red. Misaki: You can do what you want with me... Whatever you want to do, and I really mean this, is fine by me... My heart skips a beat. My mind is about to cease functioning. Misaki: I'm pretty... No, I'm completely serious about this. Ughhh! What am I thinking?! Am I... Am I actually a masochist? Masaya: W-We can discuss that later. Misaki: This is my first time doing anything sexual... but I've already discovered something new about myself... I can't believe it... I take my hands off Misaki's tits. Misaki: Huh? I look at her pointy little nipple... Masaya: Mmm... Then, I take it into my mouth. Misaki: Haaah! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Masaya: Mmm! Advice that I've read somewhere before pops into my mind. A girl's body is sensitive, so make sure you're not too rough with them. She may have told me I can do what I want, but I force myself to stay in control as I gently suck on her nipple. Misaki: Mmm... Aaah, ah, aaah... This is what you wanted to do, Masaya? Masaya: Y-Yeah... There's a wet pop as I remove my mouth from her nipple. Misaki: Aaah! Don't make those sounds! Masaya: It wasn't on purpose. I'm overcome with emotion. I've heard that little "pop" sound effect in porn when someone's licking titties. I never thought it was real, just an exaggeration to make things sexier. But it really just happened to me. Masaya: S-So, you said I can do what I like, yeah? Misaki: Y-Yeah... Misaki gives me a scared nod. Misaki: B-But don't start hitting me or trying to tie me up. This is our first time, so no scary stuff! It seems like her imagination's gotten carried away. Masaya: I wasn't gonna do anything like that. Misaki: O-Okay... I start groping her tits with both hands. Every squeeze has me marveling at how magnificent her boobs are. I could play with these all day... Masaya: Ah...! I muster the courage to remove a hand and slip it inside her skirt. Misaki: Huh? Huuuh? M-Masaya? M-M-Masaya! Wait! Wait! Not there! Masaya: I thought I could do what I wanted? Misaki: You can do what you want, but not that! She yells her contradictory statement. Masaya: So... can I or can't I? Misaki: You can do what you want, Masaya. But you can't do that! I think her mind's a mess right now. I gently stroke the bases of her smooth, pleasant legs. Misaki: Aaah! Then, I move a hand to her panties, like I'm cupping her crotch. I'm actually touching a girl's vagina. I felt ready to break down when I was touching her tits, but now I'm just overcome with emotion. Misaki: ...Masaya? Masaya: What? Misaki: U-Um, why's your hand just there? I don't really know what to do in this situation... Um, like... it's a bit of a problem? Masaya: Oh, sorry. I was just, uh... enjoying the moment, I guess? Misaki: Y-You were? Masaya: Of course I was! Misaki: You don't need to get so worked up about it... I see... You're enjoying touching me. Touching my body... Masaya: Um... This is kinda hard to say, but... Misaki: Huh? Is there something weird about me? Masaya: No, no, no. Like... it's kinda pathetic, but this <i>is</i> my first time. Misaki: Well, yeah, it's my first time too. Masaya: So I don't really know how to touch you. Do you think, um... you can teach me? Misaki: Huh? Masaya: Please. I know I shouldn't be thinking this, but I probably wouldn't have said that if my partner was someone other than Misaki. I could've figured it out from what I already know. Hell. I could've figured it out just by groping around. I don't really know the reason, but... Part of me wants to show Misaki that I have my own weaknesses. And at the same time, part of me wants to see her getting all embarrassed and confused. Masaya: Teach me how to touch you and pleasure you. Misaki: Th-That's so embarrassing! A-Are you really asking me to do that? Masaya: I want to make you feel good, Misaki... And seeing you enjoying yourself will turn me on, so I want to get you even more turned on. I say that while slipping a hand inside her panties. Misaki: Aaah?! Ah... I'm met by a wet sensation. So there really is a slit here... Guess it'd be a problem if there wasn't. Masaya: Girls are pretty sensitive. I wouldn't wanna accidentally do something wrong and hurt you. Misaki: Is that a threat?! Masaya: Yeah. Misaki: You actually admitted it... She mutters in exasperation. Misaki: Toward the top of the slit... Mmm, ah! I slide a finger up her wet slit. Misaki: There's a small bump at the top, just rub that gently. And I mean gently. It's sensitive! If you're rough, I'll end up screaming, and it won't be 'cause I'm enjoying myself. Masaya: Got it. By "small bump," she must mean the clit. Masaya: Um, is this the right spot? Misaki: Haaah, haaah... A-A little higher. Masaya: Here? Misaki: Haaah... Mmm, a few more millimeters up... Be careful. Go slowly. Masaya: ...... Misaki: Ah... My finger comes into contact with a bump that's even smaller than I was imagining. Misaki: Aaah! Ah, ahhh... Misaki's shoulders begin to tremble. Misaki: R-Right... there... Ah, haaah, haaah... It feels... good there... Masaya: Okay. Misaki: Be gentle. Masaya: I will. I gently stroke over it, like I'm rubbing a wound. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Aaah, ah! God, ah! I actually went "aaah"! Ah, haaah! I'm actually moaning... Mmm! Masaya: I love your moans. Misaki: O-Oh... Well, if you like them, I guess it's okay... Ah, haaah, haaah.... Mmm! But I was just surprised... This isn't getting me turned on at all. Masaya: But you'll start feeling good if I keep rubbing it, right? Misaki: I'm not a machine. I dunno what'll happen. Masaya: That so? I'm not exactly well versed in these matters, but I guess it comes down to mood? Misaki: Haaah, haaah... I concentrate as I gently caress her clit. Misaki: Mmm... Ngh... Misaki's shoulders are stiff, but I imagine that's more from tension than pleasure. I put a little more force into my finger as it slips down the side of her clit. Misaki: Ah... Mmm! Masaya: Did that just feel good? Misaki: Sort of, but it was more... tingly? Masaya: I see... But she reacted to it nonetheless. Masaya: Could I try out a few more things? Misaki: A-As long as you're gentle... sure. Masaya: Make sure to tell me if something feels good. Misaki: O-Okay. Sex is... d-different from what I imagined... Masaya: Huh? Misaki: I thought I might end up being overwhelmed by you and completely messed up or something. Masaya: Would you have preferred that? Misaki shakes her head. Misaki: Sex is a co-op game, after all. We've gotta work together. Masaya: Yeah. That's what we're doing. Misaki: I-I... want to do this properly... It's gonna be embarrassing, b-b-but it seems fun. I'll get myself in the mood, so you should too... okay? Masaya: You don't need to tell me twice. I'm already in the mood. Keep on teaching me. Misaki: O-Okay. If you could like, try and rub the whole thing... Masaya: Like this? Misaki: Aaahhh! Ah, haaah, haaah... Mmm! Y-Yeah, that's it... Ah, haaah, haaah... Masaya: How's this? I move my finger like I'm trying to push her clit to the side. Misaki: Ah, mmn... That... haaah, feels good, but... It feels good, but you're being too rough... so be gentler... Masaya: Like this? Misaki: Ah, haaah... Ah! Ah, haaah, haaah, aaah, mmm! Yes... Ah, yes... Knowing that... you're doing this to me, Masaya, ah, yah... is making my heart race... It's beating so fast... Masaya: You're making the dirtiest face right now, Misaki. Misaki: D-Don't stare at me... Ah, ah, haaah, ah, Masaya, Masaya... Masaya: What is it? Misaki: Um, well, uh... Mmm, haaah, haaah... Mmm, ah! W-Well... don't be grossed out... Masaya: I won't be grossed out no matter what you say. Misaki: O-Okay. Well, that feels really good, but that alone isn't, um... quite enough... Masaya: What do you mean? Misaki: My, uh... chest feels lonely. I-I want you to... touch both... I'm speechless. Misaki is begging me to grope her. The simple thought of that alone has my mind running wild. Masaya: ...You're talking dirty now. Misaki: I said I'd get myself in the mood. I take my free hand and grab hold of a tit. Misaki: Ahhh! Then, I move both hands at the same time. Misaki: Aaah, haaah, haaah... Ahhh! Masaya: Does it feel good? Misaki: It feels good, aaah... Haaah, haaah, haaah... Mmm, ah... It feels good. Your hands... are so warm, and so dirty... Every time Misaki tells me she's enjoying what I'm doing to her, I feel good as well. Misaki: Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, aaah! Masaya... Ah! You can... um, well, put a little more speed... into your touch... i-if you want... I speed up my fingers. Misaki: Masaya, Masaya, this is embarrassing... Ahhh... Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, s-so embarrassing... Masaya: What is? Misaki: Well, um, well... There's no mistaking the arousal in Misaki's clouded eyes. Misaki: The way you're pleasuring me... I think it's gonna... Um... Mmm, haaah, haaah! Misaki's shoulders heave up and down as she fumbles through her words. Misaki: I-I think it's gonna make me cum. Masaya: R-Really? Misaki: D-Do I look composed enough to lie right now? Masaya: N-No. Misaki averts her gaze. Misaki: So that means, well... y'know... Masaya: Wh-Wh-What should I do? Be a bit more forceful or something? Misaki: Nuh-uh, just keep going... As you are, that's enough... Haaah, haaah... Can I ask for something? Masaya: Sure, anything. Misaki: U-Urghhhhhh... I-I'd like you to... Masaya: Yeah? Misaki: I'd like you to... tell me you love me while you make me cum... Masaya: S-Sure, I can do that. Misaki: No one else has ever made me cum before, so... I-I'm nervous, okay?! So I'd like you to tell me you love me... and help me relax... I continue to stimulate her tits and clit at the same time. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Ahhh, mmm... Aaah! I lean in close to her ear. Masaya: I love you, Misaki. I really do. Misaki: Ah! Ah, haaah... Ah, aaah. I love you t-too, Masaya. I-I love you so, <i>so</i> much... So... more, haaah... Haaah... Please, more. Masaya: Touching? Or speaking? Misaki: Both. Don't, haaah, haaah, t-tease me right now... My body... ah, aaah, feels weird, mmm... Haaah, haaah... My body feels... so strange, ah... Ah, so... Masaya: I love you. I love you, Misaki. I love you, I love you, I love you! Misaki: Ah, haaah, yes. Yes, ah... I'm sho happy. Ah, aaah! I'm... No, no, I won't cum yet! I-I can endure this. You won't meowke me cum! Mmmmmmmmm! She begins to tremble as she clamps her eyes shut. I relax my caress. Masaya: Why're you fighting it? She stares at me through teary eyes. Misaki: 'Cause that way, I can have you... tell me you love me even more. Masaya: Hngh! Th-That's a pretty embarrassing line, you know? Misaki: I told you I was getting in the mood, and I'm sticking to it. So... um, just l-lemme be greedy. Got that, mister?! I imagine the "got that, mister" was an attempt to relieve some of her tension, but that evidently failed. If anything, it's made her more nervous. Masaya: I-I'll keep on telling you I love you. Just make sure to see this through. Misaki: O-Okay, I'm ready. Mmm! Mmm... Mmm, haaah... Mmm... Mmm, haaah! Masaya: I love you. I love you, Misaki. I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you! Misaki: Haaah, ahhh! Misaki quivers, her moans growing louder. Misaki: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Me too, me too... I love you too, Masaya... Ah, aaah, ahhh! Ah! Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm! Masaya: I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you. Misaki: God, ah! Ah... I can't take it! Ah, aaah! I love you! I love you, Masaya! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you! Aaah! Masaya: I love you, Misaki! The muscles along Misaki's spine convulse, her knees trembling and her massive tits jiggling. Misaki: Aaah, I'm gonna cum! Masaya, more... Ah! More, more... More! Masaya: I love you, Misaki! Misaki: I love you! I love you! I love you! Ah! Ahhh! I love you! I love you, ah... I love youuuuuuuuu! Ah! Aaaaaaaaah, I love you, I love youuu, aaaaaaaaah! Violent tremors run repeatedly through Misaki. She's cumming. Misaki: Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah... You made me cum. Haaah, I don't think any girl has ever cum while feeling so happy. Masaya: Can't say if you're right or not, but I'm happy I made you feel that way. S-So, uh... can we go all the way? Misaki: Hehehe! You totally plan on going all the way even if I refuse. Masaya: I'm not a monster! I wouldn't force you into it... Misaki gives a small nod. Misaki: I'm... turned on too, and it still feels good from earlier. I think I'd allow you to do anything to me right now... Masaya: Anything...? Misaki: Like... you can make me walk naked through the school building? Masaya: Yeah, no need to go that far. Misaki: Anyway, if you're gonna do it... g-go ahead? Masaya: Got it. Though I say that, I'm not sure what position to use or where to even do it. Let's see, the floor feels kind of grimy, and it's our first time, so it feels wrong to bend her over a desk and take her from behind... Hm... I push one of the desks up against the wall. Masaya: Sit on the desk and lean back against the wall. Misaki: O-Okay... This should work. Masaya: Yeah, it should. Misaki: S-So, this is the position we're gonna do it in, huh? Masaya: It's my first time, so I dunno if I'll do a good job. Misaki: It doesn't matter. I'll just console you if you don't... And we can do it... whenever you want, Masaya. If we fail... we can just try again... Masaya: Thanks. Misaki: Oh, don't mention it. I'm gonna end up loving having sex with you, so we can do it as much as you like... Yeah, it'll be fine. I slip both hands inside her skirt. Masaya: I'm gonna take these off. Misaki: O-Okay... Misaki raises her hips to make it easier for me to strip her. Misaki: Ah! I can't believe I'm actually helping you pull my panties down! Isn't this like the dirtiest thing you can imagine? Masaya: Is it? Misaki: It is! I'm helping you peel off my panties! Masaya: ...If you say so. I'm not sure it's the <i>dirtiest</i> thing I can imagine, but it is pretty dirty. I guess now that I think about it, you don't see a lot of girls actively helping their partner in porn... Masaya: ...Oh. Misaki: Wh-What? Is something about me weird? Masaya: Your panties are wet. Misaki: Y-You didn't need to say that out loud! Surely you know that girls get wet?! What'd you think would happen after getting me so turned on? Masaya: Yeah, I know that, but I was only touching your clit. That wasn't wet, so I kinda just forgot. Misaki: Well, I mean... liquids don't flow up... Masaya: Yeah, makes sense. Misaki: S-So... Masaya: Wh-What is it? Misaki: If you want to look, I don't mind showing you... but seeing you staring at my wet panties like that... i-is pretty embarrassing... Masaya: Oh, sorry. Just, realizing how turned on you are... has me feeling <i>really</i> moved. Misaki: You're moved because I'm wet? Masaya: I am. Any man would be. Misaki: R-Really? Masaya: Obviously. Misaki: I dunno if it's that obvious. Masaya: It's practically common knowledge. Misaki: W-Well, if that's the case, then... um, I guess you can look until you get bored... Ah! I grab hold of her panties. Misaki: Huh? What? You're ready to strip me already? Masaya: Yeah, I am. Misaki: O-Okay. G-Go ahead and strip me. Whoa... I-I'm so nervous... But not as much as I was with my breasts, I guess. Masaya: I would've figured you'd be more nervous about this end... Misaki: You seeing my breasts isn't that much of a change from daily life, but you seeing inside my panties is so different that... it doesn't even feel real... Masaya: It may not feel it, but it is real. Misaki: Yeah. Ah... Aaah! I pull off her panties and place them on the desk. Misaki: Whoa, it's all breezy and chilly. You've got the most intense look on your face, Masaya. Masaya: I-I bet I do. It'd be weirder if I was absolutely calm. Misaki: I guess... Masaya: I'm gonna spread it open. Misaki: P-Pervert! Masaya: Oh, come on! I've gotta get a good look or I won't know where to stick it in! Misaki: J-Just use your mind's eye or something. Masaya: I could try, but nothing beats seeing the real thing. As I say that, I take both hands... Misaki: Aaah! And spread her pussy. Masaya: Wh-Whoa. Misaki: Why the hell are you going "whoa" while staring at my pussy?! Masaya: It's not a bad thing. It's just, um... I was surprised. It's cute... Like, really... cute... Misaki: O-Oh. It... doesn't look weird, then? Masaya: Not at all. Let me see here... I trace the inside of her slit with a fingertip, circling round the actual hole. Misaki: Ah! D-Don't just touch me! Masaya: I guess I put it in here, where all the liquid is coming from. Misaki: Y-Yeah... Th-There. Haaah, haaah, haaah... Ah... The thought of doing this with you is getting me even more turned on... Masaya: I'm gonna strip too. Misaki: ...Ah! I don't need to see yours, Masaya! Just being stared at has me on edge. If I see yours, I'm not gonna be able to cope with all the information and I'll die. Masaya: You're not gonna die. Misaki: It'd be a real surprising twist if my coach-cum-boyfriend was the one to grant Masked Skywalker's wish. Anyway, I'm not gonna look, so you can't make me! I'll save that for next time. Masaya: Relax. I wasn't gonna swing it around in your face or anything. There's a clink as I unbuckle my belt. Misaki: Ughhh, aaah... This is actually happening. Some man's about to rob me of my virginity. Masaya: I'm not just "some man," okay? You're making it sound like this is some random hook up. Use my name. Misaki: Masaya's about to rob me of my virginity. Masaya: Yep! I sure am! Misaki: Hahahaha... I'm looking forward to it. Masaya: I hear it hurts... Misaki: I'm sure it will. But I've learned through all my training. When you torment me, I... um, well, I kind of like it. I want to be hurt by you, Masaya. It turns me on. Masaya: ...... Misaki: Oh, but you're only allowed to hurt me during practice or when we're having sex! Hurt me at any other time and I'll get real mad, so don't get the wrong idea! Masaya: I wasn't going to. Misaki: Good. Well... g-go ahead... I finish stripping my lower body and approach her. Masaya: Misaki... Misaki: Y-Yes? Masaya: I love you. Misaki: Just so we're clear, I love you more, Masaya. Masaya: Don't turn this into some competition. Misaki: I know I won't lose when it comes to how much I love you. Masaya: Same here. I let out that response while pressing my tip up against her small, pink hole. Misaki: Mmm... Haaah, haaah, haaah... I can feel you, Masaya. You're right up against my pussy. Masaya: I'm gonna shove it in. Misaki: Whenever you're ready. My heart's beating painfully fast. I'm about to have sex with Misaki. I stare into her eyes. Misaki: Aaaaaah! Then, I lean in toward her as I slowly thrust my hips forward. Misaki: Ngh! Ah, haaah... Mmm! I feel myself spreading her apart. Misaki: Mm, ah, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! She clamps both her mouth and eyes shut. I can feel a sort of popping sensation inside her. Misaki: Eeek! Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Mmm, mmm, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Masaya: Just a little more. Misaki: Mmm, mmm, mmmmmm! She nods feebly as she pants through her nose. I keep on pushing my hips forward. If I had to describe what Misaki feels like inside, it would go as follows: Firm, yet soft. It sounds contradictory, but it isn't. Her soft walls are tightening down around me. That's why it feels firm. I've never experienced such overwhelming pressure. Masaya: Mmm! It feels amazing. Unfortunately, Misaki seems to be suffering, so I may be the only one who feels this way. Masaya: I'm all the way inside you, Misaki. Misaki: R-Right. Misaki smiles through the pain. Misaki: I can feel you inside me, Masaya. Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... It feels weird having you inside my body... Masaya: It feels weird being inside you, too. Misaki: I'm not a virgin anymore, huh? Hahahaha... Okay. You can hurt me more. I told you, right? I like being hurt by you, so it's totally fine. Masaya: You don't need to act all considerate. Misaki: That's not what I'm doing. I'm just telling you what I like. She stares at me. Masaya: ...I'm gonna move. Misaki: It's unfair if I get to cum and you don't, so make sure you go all the way. It'd be an insult to my pride if I didn't let you. Masaya: Sure. But if it gets to be too much, just say the word. I want to have sex with her, but I don't want to hurt her. I slowly pull back my hips, then once again submerge myself deep inside. Misaki: Mm, aaah, haaah, mmm... I-I'm okay... I can take this... She forces a smile. Misaki: This is nothing. I'm fine. <i>Totally</i> fine, even! Despite what she says, her face is warping with pain every single time I move. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Mmm... Mmm! Ah, haaah, mmm! Her pained moans sound adorable, though. I know it's wrong of me to think that... Her cute lips slightly open as she moans. And so, I gently press mine against them. Misaki: Mmm, ah... Masaya: I love you, Misaki. Misaki: Y-Yeah. I love you, Masaya. Ah, aaahhh! Masaya, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you... Mmm! Ah, I love you! Masaya: I love you too. I keep moving my hips as we gaze into each other's eyes and continuously profess our love. Misaki: Mmm, ah... Haaah, haaah, haaah... Ahhh! Mmm! Ah, haaah, mmm! Her pain-enduring moans sound so sexual that I begin to swing my hips in wider arcs. Misaki: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh...! I love you, I love you, I love you, aaah! Mmm, mmm! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you so much! Misaki's pussy undulates every single time she tells me she loves me. And every instance of this sends pleasure coursing through me so strong that I want to scream. Masaya: Misaki, Misaki... Misaki: Masaya, Masaya, Masaya, Masaya... Masaya, ah! Aaaah, ahhhhhh! I love you. Masaya: I'm not gonna stop before I finish. Misaki: Ahhh! Ah, haaah! Aaah! Masaya: I'm almost there... Even though I know Misaki's in pain, my hips are moving faster than ever. My eyes start to flicker. It's like I'm melting inside Misaki. Masaya: I'm gonna cum... Misaki: O-Okay. Masaya: Ah! Haaah... M-Misaki! Misaki: I love you! I love youuu! The heat that's been building up inside me gathers... Masaya: Mmm, I-I'm cumming... Haaah, mmm! And eventually, it explodes all at once. Misaki: Aaaaaahhhhhh, haaah, haaah... Haaah... Haaah... Masaya: Haaah, haaah... Misaki: You're exhausted all of a sudden 'cause you came, right? Masaya: Yeah. That felt amazing. Thank you. Misaki: Wait, what? You actually came, huh? That's disappointing. Masaya: Why's that disappointing? Misaki: 'Cause I wanted to get a good look at your face as you were cumming. Masaya: You'll have a lot more chances to see it in the future. Misaki: Good point. You're gonna see me making a lot of embarrassing faces, so you've gotta make sure to show me yours as well, Masaya. Masaya: You can see as many as you like. Misaki: I <i>definitely</i> will! Misaki says that with a satisfied smile on her face that's coming from the very bottom of her heart. Masaya: ...... Misaki: ...... I watch in silence as Misaki removes all her clothes. She now stands there, staring at me without even trying to hide her gigantic tits. Masaya: M-Misaki...? Misaki: There are three things I have to say. Masaya: O-Oh? My voice cracks under the intensity Misaki's exuding. Tension courses through me as I stiffen up. Misaki: Th-The first is that being naked in the clubroom with you around is really, <i>really</i> embarrassing. Masaya: Th-Then get dressed! Misaki: I can't get dressed! Masaya: Y-You can't? Misaki: I can't! Misaki gives a vigorous nod. Misaki: The second is... th-that I want to thank you, Masaya... Apparently you thought I was calling you up for sex, so... I-I'd like to make your wish come true. Masaya: I-I appreciate the thought, but... you must be exhausted. You sure you're up to it? Misaki: The third is th-that I...! I... Um, my body... feels all hot... There's this weird strength inside me, and I also kinda wanna do it... Anyway, you know what I mean! Masaya: You sure the fatigue isn't just making you mistake your sense of accomplishment for being horny? Misaki: Your calm analysis will do nothing to change how I feel! Masaya, don't you... um, well... Misaki's eyes fill with anxiety. Misaki: ...Don't you wanna do it with me? The face she's making right now is downright adorable. Masaya: ...There's never a moment when I <i>don't</i> want to fuck you, Misaki. Misaki: Then you should get naked, Masaya. What are you thinking, letting your girlfriend be the only one naked? It's unfair! If you don't strip, I'll strip you by force! Oh, maybe you'd like that? Masaya: I'm stripping now. Getting Misaki to strip me sounds fun, but it's still way too early for me as her boyfriend and coach. Not exactly sure why or how it's too early, but that's beside the point. Misaki: C-C'mon, hurry! Masaya: I'm trying! I pull off my shirt, undo my belt, then whip off my pants. Misaki: You weren't wearing underwear?! Masaya: I was! I was just trying to be quick, so I pulled it off with my pants. Misaki leans backward slightly. Misaki: Y-You're already so hard... Masaya: Of course I am! I got to see you naked. Misaki: But you said you don't get horny when you're coaching... Masaya: The sight of you naked overpowers that! Misaki: I-I see... Well, um, today, I'm gonna do it! Masaya: Uh, cool? Do what, though? Do you even know how? Misaki: I looked sex stuff up on the internet, so I'll be fine! Masaya: I'm impressed that you sound so confident. Misaki: I don't actually think I'll be fine. I-I'm so nervous I can barely keep myself from shaking... My voice'll tremble if I relax for an instant. Misaki lightly slaps her cheeks. Misaki: Just being naked here is making my knees feel weak. L-Let's just start, 'kay? Once we do... I'll be totally focused on you. Masaya: O-Okay. What should I do? Misaki's eyes dart around the room. Misaki: Um, let's see... Sit down over there. Masaya: Here? Misaki: Yeah. I sit down, and Misaki immediately places herself between my legs. Then, she crouches down. Misaki: I-I'll use my breasts... to make you feel good, Masaya! She declares that as she lifts her tits with her hands and squishes them around my cock. Masaya: Whoa... I fight back the desire to moan. The soft, mysterious sensation wrapped around my rod, and the fact that I'm turned on in our clubroom, has me overwhelmed. I-Is this really a good idea? Misaki: Wow, I can feel you twitching. Misaki looks up at me, clearly anxious. Misaki: ...You like my boobs, right? Masaya: I-I love them. Misaki: Phew... Masaya: I feel ready to cum already. Misaki: A-Already? No, wait! Don't cum! I want to let you enjoy this. Masaya: O-Okay... I can barely believe Misaki is devoted enough to want to pleasure me. I feel like I've just won something big. Why, exactly, I don't know, but that's just how it is. Misaki: I just have to move and keep it inbetween them at the same time, yeah? Masaya: Yeah... I think. Misaki: Mmm, there... Mmm, mmm... How's this? Masaya: Y-Yeah, good. Ngh! Her movements are awkward, but the sweat covering her tits acts as the perfect lubricant. Misaki's rubbing her boobs all over my cock. Who knew the world could be so wonderful? Misaki: Whoa! Mmm, your cock's so hot... I-It feels strange. Masaya: I-I could say the... same thing... Misaki continues to sway as we speak. Misaki: You feel strange? Masaya: Less strange, more good. Misaki grins. Misaki: I see. Hehe, my boobs feel good. Masaya: Obviously... Misaki: What, my boobs <i>obviously</i> feel good? Masaya: Yeah. Misaki: I'm so happy! Lemme squeeze a little more. Masaya: Aaah! Misaki: Aaah? What's with that? Masaya: Aaah! You don't need to pick up on everything! This is just what happens! Misaki: Hehehe, I know it's fun when you bully me, but it turns out bullying you is just as fun, Masaya. Masaya: Just do as you please. Misaki: Yeah, yeah... Mmm, there... Well? How is it? Up and down, up and down. Masaya: Ah... Misaki: You're twitching even more now. Masaya: W-Well, yeah... It happens... Misaki: Looks like you're really enjoying this. Masaya: Could you not say such embarrassing things? Misaki: I will. You're so cute, Masaya. Go ahead and twitch some more for me, yeah? Whoa! We've got a lively one down here. Masaya: ...O-Only because you're making me feel so good. Misaki: I-I see. Aha! There's so much I don't know. Masaya: Y-Yeah-- Mmm! My words are cut off as Misaki suddenly picks up the pace. Misaki: You were trying to say something cool again instead of focusing on what I'm doing for you, weren't you? Masaya: I-I wasn-- Misaki: You <i>totally</i> were! God, just focus on my boobs! Masaya: I am focusing! Ngh! Misaki: Then focus more. She glares at me through upturned eyes. Masaya: O-Okay, fine... Misaki's tits. Just looking at them makes me feel numb. But right now, I'm numb for real. Masaya: ...... Misaki: Whoa, Masaya... Haaah... You're so cute. Masaya: Well... i-it feels good... Misaki's started to rhythmically bounce her breasts in time with my breathing. Misaki: I've finally gotten the hang of moving my boobs around. What a great night, huh? I picked up two new tricks today. Masaya: Mmm, you sure you... should be comparing them like that? Misaki: Why not? Being able to fly well and being able to please you are both important to me. Up and down, bouncey bounce, up and down... My hips groan as pleasure races through me. Masaya: Ngh, I'm gonna... Misaki: You gonna cum? Masaya: Oh, y-yeah, soon. Misaki: Wow! I'm pretty damn amazing, huh?! I'm gonna make you cum! Bouncey bouncey bounce, cum! Cum now! She's running my cock through her boobs so hard that it's almost violent. I arch backward in an attempt to endure the pleasure, but it's no use and my vision blurs. Masaya: I'm... Ah! Misaki: Aaah?! My cloudy torrent explodes onto Misaki's face. Misaki: Mmm, mmm... Ah... She takes my load all over her beautiful features as my cock remains firm between her tits. Misaki: Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Misaki spends a moment in shock. Misaki: Your came so hard that it startled me. She smiles sweetly, her face still stained white. Misaki: Did it feel good? Masaya: Yeah, you were amazing. Misaki: Good to hear. Misaki's dirtied face is so hot. I'd love to appreciate it more, but... I feel kinda sorry for her. At the same time, I'm relieved that I'm not such a raging horndog that I don't care about my partner. I reach out and grab a tissue. Misaki: Ah... Then, I courtesouly wipe her clean. Misaki: You didn't have to do that. Masaya: Yeah I did. Misaki: It was like I had you covering me... Kind of a turn on, y'know? She looks ready to faint. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Are you still up for sex? Masaya: Of course I am... C-Can I stick it in? Misaki: Yeah, please. I'm... so down right now. Masaya: ...Huh? Misaki jiggles her hips around. Misaki: Hehehe, you haven't done anything yet... but I'm already this wet... I grab hold of Misaki's shoulders and push her onto the couch. Masaya: I'm going in. Misaki: Cool. Realizing I'm getting carried away by my excitement, I take deep breaths and ensure I don't mess up as I press my tip against her entrance. Misaki: Aaah... Ah, aaah... Masaya, you're going... mmm, inside me. I embrace Misaki as I slowly penetrate her. Misaki: Ah, haaah, mmm... Mmm... M-Masaya. Misaki lifts up her arms and legs and wraps them tightly around me. Our bodies are glued together. I'm starting to lose track of whose skin belongs to who. My mind keeps up with this information overload. What'll happen if I start moving now? Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Are my legs getting in the way? Masaya: Not at all. I'm good to move. Misaki: Then are you just... mmm, trying to get a rise out of me? If you keep this up, I'm gonna lose it. I thrust my hips forward, plunging my cock into her depths. Misaki: Ahhh! Aaah, ah... Yes, yes... Aaahhh... God, it feels so good... and that was just one thrust... Masaya: We've barely even started. Misaki: Y-Yeah. Ah, aaah, aaah... Aaah, Masaya... Ah! Aaaaaah! Masaya: Misaki... Misaki: Ah... Ah, haaah... Aaah?! No! This is embarrassing! There are now squelches coming from the point of our connection. Misaki: I'm, haaah, so... ah, aaah, wet right now. Masaya: Y-Yeah, you sure are... Misaki: Ah... This is embarrassing... It's so embarra, ah, embarrassing... I've become... ah, such a... dirty girl... Masaya: Mmm, you really are a dirty girl, Misaki. Your pussy's clamping down on me so hard. Misaki: I-It's not like... I'm going out of my way to do that... Ah! Aaah, aaah, mmm! Masaya: Ah... You're getting even tighter. Misaki: Aaaaaah, ah, aaah... Ah, Masaya-- What is this, ah...? This is, aaaaaah! Misaki squeezes her limbs around me as she attempts to endure. Misaki: Ah, aaah, mmm... Mmm... Ah... Ah, Masaya, Masaya, Masaya... Masaya: Y-You okay? Misaki: Do I look like a cool cat right now?! I-I feel like I'm gonna cum any minute. Mmm... Masaya: Go right ahead. Don't endure it. Misaki: O-Okay. I doubt I can, anyway. In response to that, I start violently pounding my hips. Misaki: Aaaaaaaaah... D-Don't be... s-so rough! Masaya: Sorry, but I can't hold back either when you're like this! Misaki: Ahhh, aaah... Mmmm! God, ah! Ah, haaah... I'm gonna cum! Oh god! I'm deshinetly gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Ah, I'm... Mmm... Ah, aaah! Masaya: You're so cute, Misaki. I can feel Misaki's reactions throughout my whole body as I hold her tight while she cums. Her constant trembles vibrate through me. The very thought of Misaki drowning in pleasure has me unable to control myself. Misaki: Ah... Haaah, haaah, haaah, ah, ah, haaah, haaah... Mmmmmm! M-Masaya! Huh? Huh? Huh? Ah, aaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Masaya?! Masaya: Sorry, I can't take it! I slam my hips into Misaki, jolting her around as she cums. Misaki: Ah! Ah, aaaaaahhh! Okay! Ah! Aaaaaaaaah... Ish you can't take it... then do... what you want... with me. Masaya: Ngh, mmm! Misaki: Ah, haaah... It feelsh like I'm cumming... ah, Every time you move...! Ah, aaah, I can't... shtop cumming... I'm just... cumming again and again... Aaahhh! Misaki's just too cute! I can feel the pleasure she's experiencing through my skin. And now, I'm also... Masaya: Ah, I'm... gonna cum too... Misaki: Ah! Ahhh, ah... I've... been cumming, ah, dish whole time! You too! You too, Masaya! Ah! Ah, haaah... Mmm! My vision blurs as the pleasure overwhelms me. Misaki: Aaahhh! I slam my cock into her depths and grind my hips against hers. Misaki: Ah! Ah, aaaaaahhh! Masaya! Masayaaa! Masaya: Misaki! Misaki! Misaki! I go numb as a bolt of electricity shoots up my spine. Misaki: Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Is it... over? Masaya: Y-Yeah... Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah... It still... feels good, even now... What would have happened to me... if you'd kept going? Masaya: ...Sorry I was so rough. Misaki hugs me tight. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Cuddling like this after sex feels great. I can feel your breath and heartbeat against me... It's so relaxing. Masaya: Yeah, I feel the exact same way. Misaki: Really hits home that you're by my side, y'know? Masaya: Yeah, I do... It's obvious, but, for some reason, also incredibly relieving. Misaki: Your skin feels so nice, Masaya. Masaya: Well, yours feels better, Misaki. Mine can't even compare. Misaki: I can't wait to do this again. Masaya: Same. Misaki and I both giggle softly. I'm not sure why we're laughing, but it felt like the natural thing to do. Masaya: Mhhh. Misaki: ...... Misaki slowly opens her eyes as our lips part and gazes at me. Masaya: ...... Misaki: Ugh... Why are you sliding your hands into my skirt without saying anything? Masaya: To pull your panties off, duh! Misaki: You actually said it! And you're going straight for that, huh...? Not my boobs today. I thought you liked my boobs, Masaya? Masaya: I do, but I love your pussy too. Misaki: Sh-Should I be happy about that? Masaya: It'd be nice if you were. Misaki: In that case... Y-Yaaay...! Huh?! Aaah! I place her removed panties on the bed. Misaki: Ugh, th-this is embarrassing... S-So, do you think you'd be so kind as to tell me why you're going straight for the finish line? Masaya: Because I... Misaki: Y-Yes? Masaya: I wanna lick your pussy. Misaki: Whoaaaaaaaaaaaa! Th-This man's seriously trying to lick my pussy! Masaya: Don't scream that! Have some dignity! Misaki: I-It's not my fault... I was surprised... Realizing that, as my boyfriend, you're allowed to do it makes me feel lightheaded. Masaya: Well, yeah, that's what boyfriends are for. Misaki: But think about it. One person goes, "I want to kiss your pussy," then the other is meant to go "sure thing." Sounds pretty messed up to me. Masaya: Yeah, I guess you've got a point. It's not gonna stop me, though. This is what I wanna do. Misaki: You're gonna ignore how I feel? Masaya: If you <i>really</i> don't want me to... Misaki: You'll stop? Masaya: I'll think about it. Misaki: So basically, there's no way you're stopping, huh? Masaya: Do you really not want me to? Misaki: I-I dunno! Hey, don't sidle up to me! Don't roll my skirt up! Despite my advances, Misaki doesn't put up much resistance. Masaya: It's fine, right? Misaki: It's not fine, but... Ugh, I give up. Masaya: Come on, don't look so disappointed! You're killing me here. Misaki: Ugh, you're about to do something <i>really</i> weird to me. I adjust Misaki's positioning so that she's facing me, then lean in to kiss her crotch. Misaki: Mmm... Masaya: Mmm... Mmm... I rain kisses down on the soft spot between her legs. Misaki: Haaah, haaah haaah... Y-You're actually... doing it. Aaah! H-Hey! I run my tongue along Misaki's slit, then press the tip against her small, sensitive bump. Misaki: Ahhh! Ah, aaah! W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-Wait a minute! Stop! Masaya: Wh-What's wrong? Misaki: I-Is this... Are you doing this... to, um, well... pleasure me? Masaya: Uh, obviously? What'd you think I was going for? Misaki: Um, well... you're not just doing this to... satisfy your curiosity? Masaya: That's part of it, but normally, you just do this to make a girl feel good. Misaki: I-I see. There's so much I don't know about sex! Masaya: Makes sense if you think about it, though, right? Misaki: I've never thought about cunnilingus for even a second! Masaya: Don't scream cunnilingus at the top of your lungs! She sure knows the word, if not the act itself! Misaki: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What the hell do I do? I need to change how I think about this... It's like there's a revolt going on inside my brain. Masaya: You can deal with that while I lick you up. Misaki: E-Easy for you to say! Ah! Ah, aaah, mmm! Mmm... Aaah... Mmm! I stimulate her little bump some more. Misaki: Ahhh! Ah... Mmm! Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Ah, haaah, haaah...! Her hips start to tremble. Masaya: You're definitely enjoying this. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah... It's so different... from when you used your hands. Masaya: How? Misaki: I-It's embarrassing... Do I really have to say? Masaya: Yeah. Misaki: Ugh, <i>seriously</i>... Misaki shakes her head. This is clearly bothering her. Misaki: W-Well, when you lick me it, um... feels sweet... Masaya: It doesn't feel good? Misaki: No... sweet.... Y'know how when you eat something sweet, it feels like you're melting? This is the same... Masaya: Those words are gonna make me melt in a minute. Misaki: Wh-What do you mean? Masaya: You're turning me on... Mmm! I gently hold her bump between my lips. Misaki: Aaah! Haaah, mmm! I roll it around and tease it. Misaki: Mmm! Ah, mmm... I-It feels strange. Like, sweet... ah, aaah, b-but also good... Masaya, this feels... so good... I start heating up. Misaki's hips twitch as I give her clit a light suck. Misaki: Haaah... Your mouth feels so good, Masaya. Ah, aaah! Mmm... It's so embarrassing, so sweet... and it feels so good... Masaya: You're embarrassing me now. I lick her sensitive pussy and clit over and over. Misaki: Haaah, mmmmmm! Ah, haaah... Mmmmmm... Ah, haaah... Ah, aaah! Her hips push out to greet me as she convulses. Misaki: I can't believe just being licked... ah, mmm... has got me like this. Aaah, so this... is the real me. I'm someone who loves having my, ah, p-pussy licked... I had no idea. Masaya: You enjoy being licked? Misaki: Do I look like... Ah, ahhh... Haaah, haaah, haaah... Ah, aaah! Do I look like... I'm not enjoying it? Masaya: Not at all. Misaki: Then, haaah, haaah, ah, th-there you... go... Misaki loves what I'm doing to her. Misaki: Huh?! I bury my face in her crotch, wrapping my lips around her clit. Misaki: Eeek?! I pin down her hips with both hands as they tremble into the air, then continue to suck her sensitive bump. Misaki: This... is too, ah! Aaaaaaaaahhh! Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Ngh... Ah, this is too much... Ah! Stop, stop... Masaya: Do you really want me to stop? Misaki: Ah...! I dunno, I dunno, I dunno! Ah! Ah, haaah, I can't hold on for a second longer... but I want you to keep going forever... G-God, I want more... Masaya: Mmmph... Misaki: Haaah! Ah! Ah, aaah, ahhh! Ah, aaaaaaaaahhh, this feels... amazing... Her convulsions grow more intense. Misaki: Haaah! I'm... Mmm! I give her another hard suck, which makes her shoulders tremble. Misaki: I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Her back arches as she stiffens up. Misaki: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! She trembles as she takes the full brunt of the pleasure. Misaki: Ah... Haaah, haaah, ah, haaah... I came. Masaya: You're such a dirty girl, Misaki. Misaki: Ah, haaah haaah, haaah, haaah... Don't you try and pin this all on me! You're the, mmm, haaah, dirty one here, Masaya! I pet Misaki's head as she collapses on her bed. Misaki: You haven't had anything yet... so go ahead. Masaya: You're tired though, aren't you? Misaki: It's fine. A little exhaustion is nothing. All that practicing has built up my stamina. She giggles. Misaki: It's no fair that... only I got to cum, so you hurry up and join me. I grab hold of Misaki's hips and lift them into the air. Misaki: What the? A-Are you... gonna do it from behind? I heard th-that humans could technically do that... Masaya: I mean, most animals do it this way. Misaki: H-Hold on a moment... This is getting me all nervous. Masaya: But won't you like it more that way? Misaki: Huh? W-Well, maybe... Misaki thinks about it for a few seconds. Misaki: ...I'm ready. Curious as I am as to what decision she's come to, I don't ask, and instead press the tip of my cock against her entrance. Misaki: Ah! At the same time, I fully expose her tits. Masaya: Here I come. Misaki: Why are you announcing that? I literally just told you I was ready. I grab hold of her hips and push forward. Misaki: Ah... Haaah! Mmm... Ah, haaah... Mmm! My cock disappears inside her with a squelch. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Mmm, ah... You're inside... Mmm! Ah, haaah, haaah, haaah... Ah! I can feel her inner walls spreading apart. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Y-You're not... all the way in yet, are you? Masaya: Just a bit more... The moment my hips come into contact with Misaki's ass... Misaki: Aaah! She begins to shake her head in what I can only assume is disbelief. Masaya: My cock's all the way in now. Misaki: Haaah, haaah... It feels like... you're so... deep inside me. My hips are trembling... Masaya: Can I move? Misaki: Y-Yeah. Ah, but, I-I'm scared... Not being able to see you is scary, so don't be too rough... Masaya: Got it. I start slowly rocking my hips back and forth. Misaki: Haaah, haaah... Ah... Haaah, haaah, haaah... If I stop focusing for a second, I'm likely to start pounding away. But obviously, she's said she's worried, so I need to take extra care. Misaki: Ah, haaah... Haaah, mmm... Ah, haaah. Haaah... Haaah, mmm... Ah... Aaah... Mmm... Misaki's back starts trembling. Misaki: A-Are you... teasing me? Masaya: Huh? Why would you think that? Misaki: 'Cause... it feels like I'm being teased. Masaya: Well, you're wrong! I was just being gentle. You're feeling nervous, right? Misaki: Oh, right... Sorry... Haaah... Haaah, but... you can do as... you want now, Masaya. Masaya: I can? Misaki: I don't mind if you're rough... I feel something snap inside my mind. Misaki: Aaahhh! My hips pound into Misaki violently. Misaki: Aaah! Ah! Mmm! Ah, mmm! I grab hold of her hips as they begin to wriggle lewdly, then start slamming against her ass even harder. Misaki: Ah, ah... Haaah, ah... Ah! Aaah, haaah... Mmm! Ah, haaah, something... strange is coming... Masaya: Huh, you gonna come already? Misaki: I've become... ah, really easy to turn on... aaah, ah, I shink...! Mmmmmm! Masaya: Not yet! Let's do it together. Misaki: O-Okay. I'll... hold out... I pick up the pace once more. Misaki: Aaah, ah, aaaaaah! Misaki's butt start squirming like she's trying to escape me. Misaki: My hipsh... haaah, haaah, haaah... are mobing on dere own... Ah! Aaah! Her inner walls are moving around my cock too. The pleasure's hard to handle. Misaki: Ahhh! Masaya, I... God, I'm gonna... I'm gonnaaaaaaa! Masaya: Misaki, Misaki, Misakiii! Misaki: Ah, mmm! Misaki stiffens up. Masaya: I'm, ah...! Misaki: Me too, me too... Haaah, ah, aaaaaaaaahhh... Now I stiffen up as well... Misaki: Ahhhhhh! Then, I collapse on top of her. Misaki: Haaah, haaah, haaah... Mmm! You were so rough... Masaya... Masaya: It's not my fault, okay? You were just too cute. Misaki: I wasn't blaming you... Just kinda feels like a waste. Masaya: Oh, how? Misaki: When we're having sex and getting really into it, it's like... Hmm, how do I put this...? It gets muddled, maybe? Masaya: Uh, what? Misaki: I feel like I'm melting into you. It's kind of a waste that it always ends so soon. Masaya: I guess... Misaki buries her face into a nearby pillow. Misaki: Ahhh, for fuck's sake, I love Masaya so much! Masaya: Hey, don't start swearing for no reason! Misaki: I'm glad we didn't actually melt together, though. Masaya: I mean, that's downright impossible, but yeah. Misaki: If we had, then I wouldn't be able to save you, and you wouldn't be able to save me, Masaya. Masaya: Yeah. Misaki: Hey, so... Masaya: What's up? Misaki: Might be weird to ask this now, but... do you think I'll reach the point I need to get to at the tournament? Where I can move ahead without having to avert my eyes from these jumbled feelings. Masaya: You might get there, you might not. Misaki: Then will you get there if I win? Masaya: ...I don't know that, either. Misaki pouts in displeasure. Misaki: You could've just said yes to encourage me. Masaya: Well, I mean... lying doesn't help anyone, no matter the reason. I don't want to ever lie to you. Misaki: True... Masaya: You'll definitely get there one day, though. That's why we're walking this path. Misaki: Eat this! Misaki pushes herself up like she's doing a push up and lunges at me. Misaki: Mmmph... Then, she kisses me. Masaya: Wh-What are you-- Mmm?! She kisses me again, even more passionately than before. Misaki: Mmmmmm, mmmnnn... Mmmph, mmm! This alone has my heart racing. Misaki: Mmm, haaah, haaah, haaah... Misaki's sweet, heated breath brushes along my cheek as she parts from me. Misaki: Figured I should act more lovey-dovey now, since we won't get another chance to make out until after the tournament. Is that weird? Masaya: No. I wrap a hand around the back of her head. Misaki: ...... She suddenly grows stiff. Masaya: Something wrong? Misaki: Hahahahaha, just wondering what you're about to do to me. Masaya: Make out, duh! What, were you hoping for something else? Misaki: I wouldn't mind a little something else... Masaya: Well, as long as it's nothing too extreme... Misaki: O-Okay... I watch Misaki nod, then lean in and kiss her. Once we're done here, it's time for the fall tournament. There may be a few days left, but that's nothing in the grand scheme of things. Part of my mind is still focused on a question. What'll happen at the tournament? If Misaki manages to pull out a win... If... If she does... Will I be able able to share in her joy? Misaki: What's wrong? Masaya: Nothing. I can feel that big, dark amoeba clinging to my mind. And so, I kiss her again to brush aside that feeling. Rika: This... Masaya: Hm? It's not like I <i>actually</i> don't know what she means. I'm erect. At full mast. And by the time I realized, it was too late to stop it. Rika: This, right here. Rika continues to reach out toward it. Rika: Ah! Reflexes kick in and I grab hold of Rika's hand. Masaya: If you keep touching me like this, I'm not going to be able to hold back. It's already hard enough... Rika: I thought it must have been hard on you, having to restrain yourself this whole time, Masaya-san. Masaya: It is, but it's what I have to do. This isn't the time for us to be kicking back and enjoying ourselves, considering the whole Kurobuchi debacle. If we don't focus on the things we <i>need</i> to do first, we'll regret it. I really don't want Rika to experience that, so I've stopped at kissing. Rika: I know you're thinking about what's best for me, Masaya-san, but... Rika looks directly into my eyes. Rika: You've been... holding back, haven't you? Masaya: Ngh... Of course I have. I've got this cute girl touching me all over and calling my name in the sweetest voice. Holding back has been so hard that I feel just about ready to roll over and die. Rika: I'm going to tell you the same thing you told me... Please don't force yourself into doing things, and don't act tough in front of me. Masaya: Huh...? Rika: Knowing that you love me and spending time with you has made things far easier for me. Rika: But it makes me sad to know you're suffering when you're with me. Rika: Do you want me to be sad, Masaya-san? Masaya: Of course I don't. Rika: In that case... Rika grabs hold of my arm. Rika: Please don't hold back... I gulp. Masaya: ...Are you sure? I <i>really</i> won't be able to hold back if she says yes here... Rika: Yes. She whispers, looking away in embarrassment. Shit... Rika: Ah! Rika opens my zipper and pulls out my member, but her eyes widen upon seeing it. Rika: Wow... Masaya: Uh... Rika: I'm glad I've made you so delighted. Masaya: Oh, <I>come on,</i> you're getting carried away. Rika: No, I'm just being honest! Rika's so adorable when she pouts. Masaya: Um, so it's a bit weird to ask this at this point, but... Rika: What is it? Masaya: Do you know what to do? Guys obviously know what to do. We spend plenty of time on certain websites. There are even a bunch of games with content related to it. But on the other hand, I have no idea how girls pick their knowledge up. And that's why I asked that question. Rika: Hehe! Rika giggles happily. Rika: Are you implying a girl wouldn't know anything about sex? Masaya: No, not exactly, but... I dunno how. Rika: When lots of girls get together, they talk about this stuff too. I've only heard others talking about it... Rika: But thanks to that, I <i>do</i> know what to do now. Come to think of it, I've heard a lot of magazines give out tips for the bedroom. Does that mean girls are actually picking up practical knowledge while us guys are off in fantasyland? Masaya: Okay, I'll leave it to you. Rika: Yes, please do. She gives me one of her usual, courteous replies. However, her cheeks are bright red as she lowers her mouth. Rika: Mwah! Mwah... Mwah... She starts off with tender kisses. Then, she begins to crawl her tongue over my glans. And it starts licking over my tip. The gentle caress brings out a tingling pleasure. Her awkward movements are adorable, exciting me further. Rika: Mwah, mwah, shhhlp, shlllp, mwah... Rika: Does this actually feel good? Masaya: It's amazing... Holy shit. Rika: Hm, how strange. Masaya: Try imagining it being done to you? Rika: To me...? Her expression shows that she's thinking. Rika: Oh! Her face goes crimson as she lets out a subtle exclamation. Guess she thought about it. Rika: Masaya-san... You perv. She complains in an almost inaudible voice. Does she not realize what she's doing to me right now? There's no need for a metaphor or anything. The sight of her with my dick right up against her face is just <i>super</i> hot. Rika: Okay, I'm going to continue... She gently kisses my dick again. But it feels far more passive than it did before. Maybe this is how she'd like to be treated if our positions were reversed? Rika: Mwah, mwah... Mwah... If anything, I feel like her upturned eyes are questioning me. Hm, maybe I should speak up? Masaya: Rika, you can be more forceful. I'll do the same when it's my turn. Rika: Oh.. okay... Rika resigns herself, then resumes her previous caressing tactics. Rika: Mwah, mm... Mmmch, mmm! Rika: Am I... mmm, doing this... haaah, properly...? Masaya: Yeah, you look real cute. Rika: That'sh not whad I wash ashking. I can tell she's still happy about the compliment. Rika: Mwah, mmmch, this is embarrassing... Mmm, mmm... Despite what she just said, I feel like she's getting more into this. Masaya: Ah! Rika starts rubbing my dick with her slender fingers, like she's just remembered that's a thing she can do. I think she might actually have forgotten, since she only timidly tugs at the skin of my shaft and pleasures me. Her desire to make me feel good is clear as day. I begin to stroke her head to thank her. Rika: Mmm, mwah, haaah... The corners of her mouth turn up happily. Rika: Mmm, mmm... Masaya-san... aaah, you're twitching inshide of my mouth. Rika: You're getting... mmm, even bigger... If this keepsh up, you won't fit in my mouth anymore... Mwah... Rika: It's so hard... Mwah... And there's something flowing out of the tip, mwah! Rika eagerly sucks on my cock. Rika: Haaah, haaah, mwah... Pwah! Rika moves away from my cock to catch her breath, looking up at me through intoxicated eyes. Rika: Where did it feel good? Masaya: Huh? Rika: Well um, since we're doing this, I thought it would be nice to know where it feels best. Masaya: The tip, I guess? Just lick it while you move your hand up and down the shaft. Rika: Oh, okay... L-Like this? Rika moves her hand through the air as she tries to mentally simulate what she's about to do, then returns her attention to my cock. Masaya: It's kinda embarrassing when you stare at it so hard. Rika: I was just thinking, now that I'm taking a proper look at the tip, it looks like an inverted heart. It's a little cute. Masaya: Not sure how you arrived at that conclusion... Rika: You're only allowed to show this heart to me, okay? Masaya: You're literally the only one who's seen it. Rika smiles bashfully as she continues to stare at it. Rika: Hm, it's a lot more bumpy than I expected. I expected it to be smooth. Masaya: You don't like it? Rika: Oh no, I love it all the same. After all, it belongs to you, Masaya-san. Rika: Tongues are slightly rough too, so the friction between them probably feels good, right? Masaya: If you don't want to do this, we can stop. Rika: I'm fine... This is, um, getting me excited as well... Mwah, mmm... Masaya: Ah! Rika takes my tip into her mouth. Rika: I can tell exactly what shape you are, Masaya-shan... Mwah... Mwah... Rika starts tracing the back of my glans with her soft lips and tongue, checking out its contours. Rika: You're so swollen up... Haaah, mwah, this is making my heart race so fast... Mmm! She continues to plaster her syrupy saliva all over my cock. Rika: Fwah... There'sh a shlit.. Mwah... Masaya: Ah! I immediately stiffen up in reaction to her tongue tracing the slit of my urethra. Masaya: Ah, haaah... Rika: I-I'm sorry, did that hurt? Masaya: N-No, the opposite. It was... amazing. By nature, the glans is covered by thin skin and protected by retractable thicker skin. But the urethra goes further, reaching all the way inside me. Perhaps it's the most sensitive area of all. Rika: O-Oh, I see. Rika looks <i>really</i> happy. Rika: I understand. This must be your most sensitive spot. Masaya: No, w-wait, Rika! I've gotta stop her before she... Rika: Mwah! Mmm, mmm, mmm... Mmm! Masaya: Ah, aaah...! Rika tapers her tongue to a point as she relentlessly traces my slit. Rika: Mwaaah! I hope, mwah, you enjoy this... Shlllp, mmm! Rika: Mwah, mwah... Mwaaaaaaaaah! Mmm... Don't hold back... Mmm, please let me hear your moans... Mwah... Her tongue repeatedly circles around my tip before suddenly starting to peck at my urethra. Masaya: Rika...! I'm obviously hesitant to start moaning, but the pleasure is quickly building up. Rika: Shhhlllp...! Mwah, mmmch, mnnnch, mmm, mwaaaah... Rika's sweet scent, which is primarily wafting from her hair, mixes with the animalistic scent spreading from my cock. The squelching grows louder as the precum that's consistently oozing from my tip mixes with the saliva in Rika's mouth. Though her hair is now disheveled, Rika still looks adorable as her kisses spread over my dick. The stimuli of touch, sight, smell, and sound flowing into me start burning away at my heart and my mind. Rika: Mwah... Mmmch, mmm... Masaya-san... you're trembling now... Mwah... Rika: It's twitching, mwah, nnnch. Hehe, that's a good boy, mmm... Masaya: Ah! My hips are now beginning to tremble. They're rising into the air, and there's nothing I can do to stop them. They're searching for deeper pleasure inside Rika's mouth. Though, I don't mean physically deeper. Rika: Shlllp, mmmmmm, I can tashte you, Masaya-san... Mwaaah! Rika's the one putting in all the hard work, yet here I am gasping for breath like I'm suffocating. My heart is pounding as all my strength drains from me. And what's more, I can feel my loins growing hotter. Masaya: Rika, I'm... Rika: Afwah... Masaya-san, please don't hold back, okay...? Though Rika spits my cock out of her mouth to speak, she doesn't forget to keep stroking the shaft. Rika: I'd be so happy... if I could see you cum a lot because of me... Masaya: Ngh, ah...! I knew Rika was devoted to me, but declarations like that are <i>really</i> embarrassing. I should stop her before it's too late... Rika: No, don't... Please cum inside my mouth... Mmm! Rika: Mwah, mmmch, mnnnch, nnnch, mmm! Masaya: Aaahhhh! It's no use. I can't even bring myself to resist. My resolve to stop her has already been numbed out of existence. Rika: Mwaaaaaah! Masaya-san... Masaya-san, give it to me... Mmm, mmm! Rika: Shhhlp, mwah, mwah... Pleashe, give it to me... Mwah, shhhlllp, mwaaaaaah...! Masaya: Rika... I'm cumming! Can't hold back anymore! I ejaculate as Rika urges me on. Rika: Mmm... Hot white clumps of semen shoot out from my raging, twitching cock. Masaya: Ah...! There's more?! I can't believe how much semen I'm shooting into Rika's mouth... Rika: Mmm... Mmm! White liquid begins to dribble from the corners of her lips, so she hurriedly sucks it up. And then... Rika: Mmm... Mgh... Mmm, mgh mgh... I can hear Rika's throat moving as she gulps down the semen that's gathered in her mouth. I'm a little worried by that bold decision, but... Rika: Mgh... Mgh, mgh, mgh... She continues to gulp until she's swallowed my entire load. Rika: Mmm... Mgh... Haaah... Hehe... I can feel the warmth spreading down my throat to my tummy. Rika: Ack! Masaya: A-Are you okay? Rika: I'm fine... A bit got stuck in my throat, that's all. Masaya: You didn't have to force yourself, you know? Rika: Oh no, I was honestly curious. Besides... Masaya: Hm? Rika glances up at me, clearly embarrassed. Rika: I thought... you'd like it. Masaya: Rika...! Rika: Masaya-sa-- Ah! Rika's actions, attitude, and adorable reactions have driven me to the edge. I pick her up and practically push her down onto the seat I'd been on. Rika: Ah...! I weigh down on her as I instinctively roll up her top, then lift up her bra. And I only come to my senses when her shapely breasts jiggle before my eyes. Masaya: ...Sorry. Rika: Why are you apologizing? You haven't, um, lost your motivation to continue, have you? Masaya: As if. Even though I only just came, my dick's pointing toward the ceiling, greedy for more of Rika. Masaya: Just feels like I'm being kinda forceful... Rika: If anything, I was the one who forced you into this. Masaya: No way, that was consensual. Rika: But I still started it... I mean, I <i>was</i> a little surprised when you suddenly pushed me down... Rika: But I wanted you to feel that way, Masaya-san. Masaya: You did? Rika: To be honest, I was worried that I might have been the only one who wanted to have sex. Rika: So when you pushed me down, well... my heart started pounding... Masaya: Rika... God, what'd I do to deserve such an adorable girl? Rika: But still, even though I want this and I am excited, this is my first time... Masaya: What's your point? Rika: The fact that you're hesitating after pushing me down is, um, rather embarrassing. Masaya: O-Oh, right... Makes sense. I feel bad now. Must suck to have a man tear your clothes off, expose your bare skin, and then leave you hanging. Masaya: ...... Rika: ...... Rika and I stare at each other, her expression a mix of bewilderment, fear, embarrassment, trust, and above all, love. I'll start with... kissing, yeah. Rika: Fwah... Ah, mwah, mmm, ngh, mmm... Masaya: I love you, Rika. Rika: I love you too... Mmm, mwah, mwah... Rika: Mwah, mwah... Mgh, mmm... Mmm, mwah! She seeks me out and I respond in kind, sending all my love shooting back at her. I reach a hand out toward those breasts I exposed earlier. Here I go... Rika: A-Aaah! I'm startled by Rika's sudden loud exclamation of joy, but I continue anyway. Gotta keep going... Rika: Ah, no, don't, Masaya-saaan! Masaya: ...... Rika: ...Huh? Rika looks up at me, puzzled, having noticed that I immediately stopped what I was doing. Rika: Um, is something wrong? Masaya: Rika, like... are all girls this delicate? Rika: What do you mean? Masaya: Uh well, I barely even touched you, but you reacted like crazy. I was kinda worried I hurt you. As I'm saying this, I realize it's probably not as bad as I feared. I mean, something about Rika's tone seemed kinda fake, even. Rika: Um, I heard that reacting loudly would excite guys, so I... Rika casts her eyes down, finding it difficult to elaborate. You can tell she really does only have second-hand knowledge. Masaya: Don't worry about any of that. I can barely hold myself back already. Rika: This is my first time, so I'm sure there'll be a lot of things I can't do perfectly... Masaya: Fine, then I'll just not worry about it instead. Rika: Ah... I start touching her chest again. Rika: Ah... Haaah... Ah, ahhh... Rika's bare skin feels great. It's so soft, and it seems to suck my fingers into it. Rika: Haaah... Mmm... This is sending shivers down my spine... Masaya: Natural reactions like that are way cuter. It's turning me on a bunch. Rika: Mmm... Do you mean it...? Haaah... Masaya: How does it feel? Good? Rika: Mmm, ngh... I don't really know... Haaah... Her small body begins to tremble. I feel like my fingers will sink into her breasts with little effort, but I put more force into my groping regardless. Rika: Mgh...! Mmm... Mmm, aaaaaah... My palms fit neatly around her boobs, almost completely hiding them from view, save for the soft flesh that's poking out between my fingers. Holy shit, these are way softer than I imagined. The feel of her skin as she tries to fight against the trembling makes my dick leap back to full mast. I continue to move my fingers like a man possessed, determined to relish the pleasure for as long as possible. Rika: Ah, haaah... Ahhh, hah... Masaya-san, do you... like my breasts? Masaya: I love 'em. Rika: Ah, haaah... That's great... Mmm, haaah... The moment Rika asks that adorable question, my sense of reasoning is blown out the window. I run my fingers over Rika's nipples, which are floating on the white sea of her skin. Rika: Aaaahhh! She twitches and arches backward. Rika: M-Masaya-san... If you tease me there... Aaah! Delighted by her adorable reactions, I decide to keep it up. I continue to roll her nipples around, pushing them down into her bare tits. Rika: Ahhh! Ah, aaah... Aaaaaah! When they poke back up to their original position, I notice they stand out more than before. I scratch her hardened nipples a bit before trying to pinch and twist them. Rika: Aaahhh, ah, ahhh... Masaya-san... Aaaaaah! Rika's voice makes it seem like I'm bullying her. But she's so adorable that I can't stop. If anything, she's just urging me on. I poke my tongue out to give her breasts a good licking, then hold a pink nipple between my lips. Rika: Ah... Ah, aaah, haaah... Ahhhhhh! I can feel the warmth and firmness of her nipples far better through my lips than I could with my fingers. I can also feel them swelling out and asserting their existence. I suck on them, rolling them around with my tongue inside my mouth. Rika: Ah, aaah, haaah, ahhh... Aaahhh! Rika moans sweetly, twisting her head to the side in an attempt to escape from the pleasure coursing through her chest. But there's no escaping me. I continue to nibble on her nipple as I reach out a hand toward her free breast, squeezing her other nipple between my fingers. Rika: Ah, haaah, aaah...! Ahhh, ah, haaah, ah, haaaaaah! She begins to tremble repeatedly. I slow down, then switch which nipple I'm using my hand and mouth on. Rika: Nghhh! Haaah, haaah... Now the nipple that was being teased by my fingers is in my mouth. And the one that I'd had in my mouth is once again exposed to the air. I slide my fingers down her side to her belly button, then lower it even more until I'm at the base of her thighs. Rika: Huh...? Ah, not there...! Masaya: So hot... Your panties are soaked, Rika. I instantly feel the source of heat hidden under her panties as my fingertips come into contact with them. Rika: D-Don't say things like that! Rika snaps to her senses and objects, the embarrassment seemingly too much for her to bear. Masaya: They're gonna get dirty if we keep this up. Should I take them off? Rika: Masaya-san... Why are you saying that now, when it's already too late? Rika seems pretty upset. Kinda looks like she's on the verge of tears, even. Masaya: Can I take them off? Rika: Y-You can, but... I've sort of cooled off a bit, so if you could set the mood again... Masaya: Mwah... Mmm, shhhlllp... Rika: Mmmmmm...! Th-That's not what I... Mwah, mwah, mmm, ngh, mmm...! Masaya: ...I'm taking your panties off now. Rika: Ahhh... H-Haaah... Sheesh, why are you never this assertive on a normal day... I do love it, though. Rika raises her hips slightly for me as I wrap my fingers around her panties. I was just gonna take them off normally, but I come to a stop after they're halfway down her thighs. Hm, this is enough to expose her pussy... Rika: Ah...! I feel bad, since Rika seems awfully embarrassed. But my eyes remained glued to her pussy. The juices she's secreting glisten. This is a shade of pink I've never seen before... And upon closer inspection, I can see silver threads stretching between her panties and her slit. These threads thin out and snap as I watch them. Rika: H-How is it? Masaya: I'm, uh, not really sure how to answer that... Rika's pink pussy is <i>really</i> wet, but the panties covering it allowed the heat to build up. Though she looks ready to cry from embarrassment, her pussy twitches and invites me in, which makes me gulp. Rika: I-I'm sorry... I-I'm not really sure what I should say, either. I imagine Rika only really asked that question to cover her anxiety and fill the silence. She got annoyed when I stripped her then left her alone earlier, too. Part of me is filled with anxiety, wondering if it's really okay to touch her. But at the same time, I also remember that I'm the only one Rika would do this with. I calm my trembling fingers as I finally reach out and touch her pussy. Rika: Ahhh, ah, aaah... It's scorching. I start by tracing her contours to get a grasp of its form. Rika: Ah, aaah, ah, Masaya-san, you're being so gentle... Y-Your fingers are so lewd... Though I'm being careful, like I'm touching something fragile, my finger is already wet with her juices. Rika: Ngh, ah, haaah... Rika lets out a moan that's stifled by her embarrassment. It's adorable, but I don't want to torment her too much. Thanks to my years of visiting certain websites, I remember which part of a girl is meant to be the most sensitive. And so, I search it out and try touching it. Rika: Nghhh! R-Right there, ah, ah, aaah, aaah...! I place it between my fingers and rub it slowly and gently, making sure not to squeeze too hard. I want to make her enjoy this. I'm sure this is the exact same feeling that drove Rika to give me a blowjob earlier. Rika: Mmm... Wow, amazing, Masaya-san... There, right there, ah, haaah...! Masaya: Does it feel good? Rika: Yes, yes, haaah, aaah, ah, aaahhh.! Masaya: I'll keep going, then. Rika: Ah, this feels... so good, ah, ahhh, aaah, ah, aaahhh...! I'm so delighted to hear Rika moaning in sync with my finger's movements that my heart's about to burst. It doesn't take long before her sensitive little bud is swelling up and hardening like her nipples did. I never knew clits were like this. I want to make her feel even better... Rika: Ah, aaah, ngh, haaah... Masaya-san, your finger... Your fingers are, aaahhh! I lightly hook my fingers, then start moving them like I'm trying to scrape out her juices. The lewd squelches turn me on even more. Rika: Aaaaaah... It's throbbing, and it feels kind of itchy, ah, ah, aaah...! Rika's hips start squirming about. I'll try being a bit more forceful. Rika: Aaahhh, aaah, ahhh, aaaaaah...! I try spreading her pussy with my fingers, opening her up. Then, I squeeze her shut again, sending her transparent nectar flying into my face. Rika: Aaahhh, ah, haaah, haaah, aaaaaah...! Her hips are no longer just wiggling about. Instead, they're shaking back and forth, her whole body trembling from the pleasure. Wait, maybe she wants more? I try slowing down my pace. Rika: Ah, aaahhh...! Haaah, haaah, haaah... Ngh... Ah... Haaah... Mmm... Her skin is flushed, her breaths are ragged, and her moans are elated. Plus... Rika: Nghhh... Masaya-san... Masaya-saaan... Her eyes are clouded and, though she seems embarrassed, the way she calls my name makes it sound like she's begging me for something. Maybe I'm totally misreading the situation, but I can't hold myself back after seeing her like this. Masaya: Rika... I lean in toward her face. Masaya: I want you, Rika. I want to be inside you. Rika: I want to give you everything too, Masaya-san... I want us... to become one... Masaya: Mmm... Rika: Mmm... Mwah, mwah... We exchange flirtatious kisses, somewhat embarrassing after having come this far. Then, I press my dick up against Rika's entrance, at which point I notice that her juices have spread down to her ass. Am I really about to stick my dick in her? I probably should have stuck a finger in first... My cock rubs against her entrance as I hesitate. Rika: U-Um, Masaya-san... Masaya: Hm? Rika: I think you want to aim a little lower... Masaya: Uh, why? Rika: To put it in... I-I, um, only think that, though. I'm not entirely sure myself. Masaya: R-Right... I <i>have</i> heard people say a girl's entrance is a lot lower than guys expect. Masaya: Thanks, Rika. Rika: I-I think it might be a little lower... Masaya: R-Right... Rika: Ah! Rika guides me despite how embarrassed she is, and I finally set my sights on my target. I take hold of my cock to steady it, since it's twitching wildly because of my desire to stick it in her. Masaya: Here I go, Rika. Rika: O-Okay. I'm ready...! My heart seems just about ready to explode. I never thought I'd fall so hard for someone. The sense of love and lust I feel is threatening to drive me insane. I take a deep breath to ward off any extraneous thoughts. Then, I place my dick right against Rika's pussy and slowly push my hips forward. This is already amazing... My glans is submerged in juices as I spread her slit open. Rika: Mmm... Mmm... Gotta keep going... Masaya: Ah...! However, my path is soon obstructed. It's not that she's not wet enough or anything. It's just that this is the first time something has entered her, so it's way too tight. I'm obviously causing her pain. I'm sure Rika knew this would happen, but this still bothers me. Still, I can't stop. I have to keep going unless she tells me to wait. Rika: Ah... Mmm, ngh... Rika's face warps in pain. I'm sure she's being considerate, trying not to let the pain show. So the fact that she let that groan escape is a bad sign. Masaya: We can stop if it's too much for you, I don't mind. Rika: Oh no, I don't... haaah, want to make you stop, Masaya-san... Masaya: Don't worry about me. You're the most important person here. Rika: But... this will have to happen at some point, so... I'm fine with it being now. Masaya: Don't give me that brave smile. You're so cute that I wanna cum right away... Rika: That's fine... I want to take all of you, Masaya-san. Masaya: Ngh...! I really was on the verge of cumming there. I'm impressed I was able to hold back. Masaya: Rika, you're definitely doing this on purpose, aren't you? Rika: Hehe... She pokes her tongue out mischievously. Masaya: You cheeky little... Rika: Aaahhh...! Ah, you're nibbling on my nipple... It feels so gooooood! Rika: Mmm... Haaah, haaah, haaah, ah, ah, mmm... I enjoy teasing her adorable nipples for a bit longer before looking her in the eyes again. Rika: Sheesh... Hehe... Masaya: Haha... I end by nuzzling my face against hers, like a cat, before returning to my original position. Rika's pussy is still tight and narrow, but my desire to become one with her has only strengthened. Masaya: You better be ready for this. Rika: I'm not sure that's something you should be saying to a girl in this situation... Masaya: Do you have any last words? Like, wanting me to suck your nipples some more or something. Rika: ...Please tell me you want me again. Masaya: Got it. Masaya: I love you, Rika. I want you. Give yourself to me. And with those words... I shove all the way in. I want to reach her deepest depths. Rika: Ah, haaah, aaaaaahhhhhh...! Rika shrieks. But I don't stop. I don't want to make my loving girlfriend suffer any more than necessary. Rika: Mmmmmm...! Ah, haaah, aaaaaahhhhhh...! Hm, what was that? I felt my cock tear through something, and Rika let out her biggest scream yet. Masaya: Ngh...! No, I can't stop now. I've got no time to worry. I feel like I've passed a ridge, since moving forward has gotten way easier. By this point, about half of my cock is buried inside Rika. Just a bit more! Masaya: Ugh...! Rika: Aaaaaah! Aaahhh! Almost there... I'm basically fully sheathed in her. Rika: Haaah, ah, haaah, haaah, haaaaaah...! Naturally, Rika's shoulders are heaving as she gasps for breath. Masaya: Thank you, Rika. You took all of me. I scoop up some of her hair and stroke her head. Rika: Haaah, haaah... Hehe... She smiles at me, apparently not having even noticed the tears welling up in her eyes. I've filled her up, and the proof of her purity is dribbling out between the tight cracks. Rika: Now I... finally belong to you, Masaya-san... Masaya: Rika... Her pussy's been squeezing down on me this whole time... And the way she's acting has my chest tightening up, too... Rika: So now... Oh yes, I'd like it if you could enjoy yourself, Masaya-san. Masaya: I already am. I'd like both of us to enjoy this, if possible. Rika: My heart and my body... both feel so full. Masaya: I'm gonna start moving, if that's okay. Rika: Yes, you can do what you want, Masaya-san... Ngh! Rika has to stifle another shriek as I pull my hips back slightly. She's trying her best to pleasure me despite the pain. What a good girl. I've gotta make sure I return the favor. Masaya: Rika... Rika: Ah... Mwah! Rika: Mmm... Shlllp, mmm, mwah, haaah, mwah, mwaaah... Masaya: Haaah... You're so cute, Rika. I love you. I gently lift up her hair, then nibble on her now exposed earlobe. And after a while, I taper my tongue and poke it into her ear. Rika: Aaahhh... Ah, aaah, mmm... Rika's shoulders raise up like she's being tickled. I proceed to slide my tongue over her dainty white neck, then trace the line of her collarbone. Rika: Mmm, mmm... No, this is strange... I slide my hands up her side, then to the top of her two mounds, where I lightly flick at her nipples. Rika: My tummy is... almost more embarrassing than anywhere else... Mmm, haaah, haaah, aaahhh...! I haven't stopped thrusting my hips even once. And I take careful note of her reactions as I begin picking up the pace. It feels so good that it's almost torturous. Feels like I'll start pounding my hips so hard they'll break if I lose focus at all. Still, I continue to tease her breasts, then spend time touching her ankles, feet, and belly button before finally moving to her ass. Rika: Haaah, haaah, aaaaaah... It's at this point that her breathing grows even more ragged. I feel like her pussy has loosened up slightly as I moved my dick around inside it. It's gone from an overwhelming tightness to a warm embrace where her insides occasionally wriggle around and wring me out. It looks like Rika's trembling for a reason other than pain now. Masaya: I think I can move faster now. Rika: Okay. That's, uh, fine by me... Masaya: Great. I lift my upper body up slightly so I can concentrate on her reactions before I swing my hips. Here I go again... I immediately start to regret it. Like, holy shit. This feels amazing. This sweet, numbing pleasure is threatening to erode my sense of reason entirely. Rika: Aaaaaah, Masaya-san, ah, ahhh, aaah...! I can no longer restrain my lust. I need to hold back, but... Rika: Ahhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, aaaaaah...! Rika grabs hold of my arms. Her grip is <i>really</i> tight. I get the feeling that means she's about to cum. Our lower bodies melt together. I forget about holding back and thrust wildly. Almost there...! Rika: Ah, ah, aaah, ahhh, haaah, mmm, Masaya-san... Masaya: Rika...? Rika: Stay inside... Please, give it to me inside, Masaya-san... Rika: I want you inside me, ah, aaah, mmm, until the end...! Masaya: Sure thing. I keep plunging my cock into Rika. I'm determined to give her what she wants. Rika: Ah, ah, aaah... Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm...! Rika: Ah, haaah, ah, ah, ah, Masaya-san, Masaya-san, Masaya-san...! Masaya: Rika...! Rika: I'm... I'm going to... I'm going to cum...! Masaya-san... Ah, ah, ahhh, aaaaaaaaah! Rika almost jumps off the bed as she twitches, her pussy clamping down on me. And at that moment... Shit! My hot sperm spews out into Rika's pussy. Rika: Ahhhhhh! Ah, aaaaaah! Shot after shot of semen pours into her vagina, her inner walls contracting with each burst. How is there still more? Rika: Ah, ah, ah, aaahhh...! Rika trembles as she accepts my entire load. I've never cum this much in my life. I'm sure this is all thanks to my love for Rika. Rika: Haaah, haaah... Turns out you really can... feel how full it makes your tummy. Rika manages to say that between her gasps. Rika: It's so hot... I'm so happy. For a moment, I think about reaching out to touch her tummy to see how hot it feels... but then I realize that'd be weird, so I don't. At any rate, I have no strength left in my body. Almost feels like my soul's been sucked out. I land beside Rika on the cushion. That was a close call... I barely managed to avoid her. Man, this is amazing... Rika: Hehe. Masaya: ...Why do you seem so happy? Rika: This is what your face looks like after you cum? Masaya: Hm, I'm not sure. I've never seen it myself. Rika: I see. Then it's something only I know. Masaya: I guess... Rika: I hope you'll show it to me a lot more. Masaya: You mean...? Rika: Thank you for working so hard on my behalf... Mwah! Rika stretches out her neck and rains kisses all over my face, like she's trying to soothe my fatigue. Rika: Mwah, I love you, Masaya-san... Mwah, mwah! Wow... Masaya: I love you too, Rika... Mmm... I launch a counterattack on Rika's lips and start gently sucking on them. Rika: Ahhh... Mwah, shhhlp, mmm, Masaya-san... Mmm! Rika reaches out and starts clinging to me once more. And so, we continue to exchange kisses for what seems like an eternity... Masaya: ...It's sex related. Rika: O-Oh, well, okay... I, uh, sort of had a feeling it would be... The way Rika's squirming is just too cute. Rika: Y-You really want me to wear my flight suit? Masaya: Yeah. Rika looks real embarrassed. This was something I thought up to help avoid destroying Rika's future career, but... Rika: A-Are you getting turned on? Masaya: I am. Rika: Already? Y-You could at least deny it a little... Honestly, I've never actually studied her in her flight suit before, since I knew that could take a dangerous turn. But now, it's clear that the suit accentuates the curves of her body. I can even make out her belly button just fine. Man, I can't believe I'll get to have my way with her... Masaya: Gulp... Rika: D-Did you just gulp? Are you that turned on? Masaya: Like, this feels kinda wrong, which is a <i>huge</i> plus in my book. Rika: I've been wondering if we should really be doing this, which has my heart racing... Masaya: Yeah. Feels kinda like I'm corrupting something here... I finally get why people say, "it feels so wrong, but also so good". Masaya: Okay, Rika. Time to get started. Rika: U-Um, shouldn't we take off my suit first, or, uh, you know...? Rika's clearly embarrassed. How cute. I get why, since it almost sounds like she wants to stand naked in front of me. Honestly though, I haven't been involved with FC for a while, so I don't know what suits are like nowadays. I'm real worried I might end up ripping or tearing it. Masaya: It's fine. Don't worry. Rika: Wh-What's fine? Masaya: We're not taking off your suit. Rika: Huh? What do you mean? Masaya: Uh, exactly what I said? Look, just put your hands in the air. Rika: Like this...? Ah! Rika raises her hands into the air, which exposes the snow white skin of her armpits. She seems almost more embarrassed of showing that off than the skin on her upper arms, chest, or crotch. When she raises her arms, the shape of her boobs change as they slide toward me. Rika: P-Please stop this, Masaya-san. This is far too embarrassing! Masaya: Rika... You're so cute. I lean in toward Rika's armpit. Rika: M-M-M-M-Masaya-san, wait! Please, regain your senses! Masaya: Excuse me? I'm perfectly fine. There's no point in her taking off her flight suit now after she's gone to the trouble of putting it on. Masaya: Mwah... Shlllp... Rika: Mmm... Haaah... Rika shivers, and her shoulders twitch upward as if to escape my tongue. Seems she feels more uncomfortable, like she's being tickled, than turned on. Masaya: Mmm, shlllp shhhlp... Rika: M-Masaya-san, it's, mmm... d-dirty there... Masaya: I don't think it is... Mwah. Rika's smooth armpit curves in the most feminine manner. That sweet smell from her pits is extremely enticing. I poke the tip of my tongue into her armpit once more. Rika: Ah...! B-But i-it gets all sweaty... Masaya: Mwah, mmm...? Is that why it's so salty? Rika: Huh? N-No way...! Masaya: I'm just kidding. Shlllp! I pin Rika down as she squirms in an attempt to escape, then lick her armpit even more persistently. Rika: Mmm, mmm, mmm...! I'm in love with Rika's armpit. Or rather, I'm in love with every single part of Rika. And what's more, I love her expressions and the moans she lets out when she's fighting against her embarrassment. Her quivering eyelashes are intolerably adorable. I run my tongue from her thinly-skinned armpit to her plump upper arm. Rika: Haaah, ngh... U-Um... Masaya-san? Masaya: Shlllp, mwah... What? Rika: Um, if I happen to be misunderstanding something, I'm, uh, really sorry, but... Rika: I... mmm, don't really get turned on through my armpits, so, how should I put this... Masaya: Shlllp... Shhhlp... Shhhlllp... Rika: Ahhhhhh! Masaya: How about now? Mwah! Rika: Mmm... That's an exception, since you're being so rough. A-As I was saying, this is rather embarrassing, so... Masaya: You don't get turned on easily by your armpits...? Okay, got it. Rika: Th-Thank you for your understanding. Masaya: Guess I'll just have to keep going until you <i>do</i> get turned on... Mwah, mmm, shlllp, shhhlp... Rika: Ahhh...! N-Not like this! Masaya: Mwah... It's getting kinda wet all of a sudden. You sure you're not sweating 'cause you're turned on? Sniff... Sniff... Shhhlllp! Rika: Ah... M-Masaya-san, it's dirty... Don't sniff and lick me... Nooo! Masaya: Oh, my bad. That was just my spit. Guess you're not sweating. Rika: Nooo! Rika shakes her head to try and escape her embarrassment. Masaya: Shlllp, spppt... Rika, your armpit is twitching. Rika: Stooop...! M-Masaya-san, ngh... Do you look at Asuka-san and Misaki-san with the same eyes? Masaya: What, you're asking if I get horny when I see them playing FC? Mwah! Not at all... Mwah, mwah, mwah... Rika: Mmm... Y-You're not looking at Asuka-san's armpits, or Misaki-san's, or Mashiro-chan's...? Masaya: ...... Dammit, she's got the wrong idea. I just wanted to see the embarrassed look on her face, I swear! Masaya: Mwah... Look, even if I had an armpit fetish, I'd only be interested in yours, Rika. Mwah, mwah! Rika: Ahhh... I-In that case, I'll do my best to make sure my body is of use... mmm, to you, Masaya-san... Masaya: Your armpits aren't dirty. They don't even smell... Shhhlllp! Rika: Th-That wasn't what I was saying. Wait, what? Now I'm just growing more concerned... Masaya: Mwah, mm... Shhhlp, spppt... I know it's a bit late for this, but I'm starting to feel guilty about how I've just been embarrassing her this whole time. I continue to lick her armpit as I pat her on the head, then reach a hand out to her two defenseless mounds. Rika: Aaah! Sh-Sheesh... Masaya-san, that's too sudden... Ah! I touch her breasts in a way that won't bring about much pleasure to ease her bewilderment. Rika: Ah... Ahhh... Masaya-san, your fingers are so gentle... Rika: Haaah, aaah... Your touch feels so hot... Mmm! Her flight suit is smooth and pleasing to the touch. It's no match for the smooth, silky, absorbent feel of Rika's naked skin, but it's amazing in its own right. Now that we've come this far, the existence of this single piece of cloth, which is blocking me from direct contact, is irritating me. And I'm sure that feeling will last. Masaya: Rika, if there's anything you want to do, tell me... Shlllp, shhhlp, mwah! Rika: In that case... mmm, I'd like you to, mmm, stop teasing my armpit... Masaya: Huh? Mmm, anything but that. Rika: Ahhh... Aww... Rika: Y-You're not trying to make me say something, mmm, dirty, are you? Masaya: Mwah... Like what? Rika: Mmm... Um, like, begging you to do something or other to me... Masaya: Do you wanna say something like that? Shhhlllp! Rika: Haaah, mmm, of course...! Of course I don't! Masaya: Well, I wasn't trying to make you... Mwah, mwah... Rika: Mmm, mmm... Well... haaah, that's okay, then... She seems to think I had some ulterior motive. But all I wanted was to fulfill Rika's desires, as long as that didn't involve me removing my tongue from her armpit. Though, I guess I could stop. I have been teasing it for quite a while. Guess it's time to turn my attention back to her breasts. Since I'm doing this over her flight suit... I squeeze Rika's bulges hard. Rika: Aaaaaah! Ah, Masaya-san, so rough... Mmm! Her reaction seems to be one of surprise, not pain. There's a certain sweetness mixed into her moans. Rika: Mgh... Aaah, ahhh, aaaaaah, aaahhh! I continue my ministrations, which makes her let out nasal, excited moans. Man, these babies feel amazing... The beautiful curves of her breasts warp as I squish them with my hands. Rika: Ah, aaah, mmm, mmm... Hm, maybe it's time to be a little more rough... Rika: Mmmmmm! Ah, aaah... Mmm, ahhh! I'm moving my hands solely on instinct as Rika reacts to my every touch. Her reactions and her intoxicating softness suck me in. It feels like I've been at this for ages, but I know it's only been about a minute. Rika: Haaah, haaah, haaah, haaaaaah... Rika's shoulders heave as she gasps for breath due to my continued assault. She's getting turned on, but that's not all. Rika: Masaya-san... Masaya-saaan... Rika calls my name in a wistful tone. Yeah, I get it. She wants more. Having her breasts groped must feel good, but her nipples are covered by her flight suit, preventing me from giving her the ultimate stimulus. I knew that just from looking, but I decided to tease her more by running my fingers around her nipples and avoiding them entirely. Rika: Haaah, ahhh...! Mmm, Masaya-san, not there... Masaya: Where then? Rika: Haaah... Ah, aww... Rika falls silent without telling me what she truly wants. Masaya: Mwah, mmn... Shlllp... Shhhlllp! Rika: Aaahhh! Ah, mmm...! I go back to licking her armpits, which gets her twitching again. I can taste her impatience through the sweat that meets my tongue. Rika: Mmm, ngh...! And it's clearly affecting her whole body, since her thighs are rubbing together in desperation. She attempts to move her own hand down there, but quickly notices my gaze and gives me a look like an abandoned puppy. I glance down to her crotch as I move and notice a large stain. She clearly wants me. Masaya: That won't come out even if we take it in for cleaning. Better hope Satouin-san doesn't end up asking why it's all dirty... Rika: Haaah... You bully, Masaya-san... Haaah, haaah... Rika's tiny frame trembles. A battle between Rika's lust and embarrassment is raging inside her. I told her to tell me what she wants, and she clearly wishes to answer, but she can't bring herself to. This has resulted in Rika holding out to the point of tears forming in her eyes. And obviously, I can't just sit here while the girl I love has that look on her face. My crotch feels about ready to explode already. Masaya: Sorry, Rika... I went too far. Rika: Haaah... Oh no... It's my fault for not being able to ask for it. Masaya: You're so damn adorable right now. Rika: Sheesh... Even my armpit's starting to feel good because of you, Masaya-san. I gently stroke Rika's head. Masaya: I'll make you feel even better now. Rika: Please let me ask for it first. Masaya: You don't have to force yourself. Rika: No, I've... been thinking of the perfect words this whole time. I'm just not sure they'll come out right. Masaya: It's totally fine... Just knowing that you want me is enough to make my chest burn. Rika: I'll do my best... Rika casts her eyes down, then clamps them shut as she gathers her resolve. Rika: I want you to shove your... big... thick thing... into... my dirty... and shoot it all...! Rika speaks so softly that I can hardly make out her words. Come to think of it, she's basing all this off of things she's heard. And that means I understand her even if it's not all clear. The bits and pieces I can make out are enough to make the blood rush to my head. Rika: Ah, Masaya-san... Mmm, mwah... Rika: Mwah, mmm, shlllp, shhhlp, mwah, mmm, mwah...! Rika clings to me, begging for more. And I'm in the same boat. I expose Rika's pussy, but ensure as little of the suit is moved out the way as possible. It's as soaking wet as I expected from the stain on her suit. Her pussy is bright red, swollen, and convulsing repeatedly. She can barely contain herself. I succumb to my urges and whip out my hardened rod. Rika: Masaya-san... I want it now... Masaya: Yeah, I know, Rika. I'm on it. I press my tip against her lower entrance. Here I go! Rika: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I plunge my erect member all the way into Rika's depths with a single thrust. Her insides, which are warm and perfectly lubed with her juices, part easily. Seems they were eagerly awaiting my arrival. Rika: Ngh, Masaya-san, you're inside me... You're so hard... Rika: This is... what I've been, mmm, waiting for! Rika: Ah, this feels so good... Ahhh, aaaaaah...! Rika starts trembling due to the intense pleasure. Is she gonna come? Well, I'm barely any different. Rika's pussy was so ready for me that I already feel ready to explode. Rika: Mmm... Ahhh... Mmm! Rika's rubbing her hips against mine, presumably subconsciously. Masaya: Ngh...! This is so damn hot! Rika takes the lead, her large ass pressing down against me as she clamps around my dick, bringing me even more pleasure. Rika: Mmm... Aaah... Ngh... And yet, she still seems impatient, perhaps because she's still not used to this. Rika: Ngh, Masaya-saaan... Masaya: Mmm, got it! I focus my mind and thrust hard once again, pounding deep into Rika. Rika: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Rika's thrown backward due to the sudden onslaught of pleasure she was craving. Rika: Aaaaaahhh... Mmm, ah, aaaaaahhh... Masaya: Was that good? Rika: Mmmmmm, mmm, aww, aaaaaah... She's not composed enough to answer, but she manages to at least nod. Though, to be fair, I'm not all that composed myself. My mind's on fire. I can only think of how good my dick feels inside her. Normally, when Rika's dressed like this, she's flying through the sky, bravely facing down a foe and trying to defeat them. Rika: Mmm... Masaya-san, give me more, ahhh... I want more... God, I wanna bust a nut inside her... Rika: Ah... Haaah... Masaya-saaan... Rika's begging me. Masaya: Got it. I squeeze her in my arms, making sure not to let her go, then rapidly pound her pussy. This is the best! The force of me pulling out makes juices fly out from Rika's pussy and stain my pants. Rika: Haaah, ah, wow... Mmm! Rika: Ah, aaah, haaah... Ah, ahhh?! Not sure how much more of this I can take... Rika: M-Masaya-san, um... haah, ngh, I-I'm not, uh, too heavy, am I? Masaya: Huh? Rika: I was just wondering if... y-you thought I might be, ah, heavy...! She's worried about that <i>now?</i> Masaya: Hahahaha! Rika: Wh-Why are you laughing? Masaya: It's totally fine... You're light as a feather, Rika. Rika: Mmm... When you say that, I get even more worried... Masaya: Who cares...? This feels fucking amazing! Rika: Aaaaaahhh! Same here! Masaya-san, Masaya-san, your massive dick feels so good...! There's nothing better than this. I hug Rika harder to draw us together, then bury my face into her sweaty back. Rika: Masaya-san... Masaya-saaaaaan... The way Rika seeks me out through ragged breaths and the obscene squelches from her pussy have my heart racing. Rika: Aaah, mmm, aaahhhh... Haaah, haaah... M-Masaya-saaaaaan... Rika suddenly lurches forward as if trying to flee. Rika: I-I'm... mmm, going to... She begins to twist around, still leaning forward. Guess she can't hold back much longer. I teased her a bunch before sticking my dick in, so she was probably already close to finishing. Masaya: Ngh... Me too... Luckily, I'm almost done too. Rika: Give it to me... Please give it to me, Masaya-san... Give me everything you've got! Rika: Ngh, please, give me all your love...! What man wouldn't be inspired by those words? Masaya: Rika! Ugh, I can't hold back... Rika: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I hug Rika from behind, but I'm no longer able to support her, so the two of us collapse Rika's pussy convulses, contracting rapidly as she approaches her climax. However, my dick just barely manages to ignore that as I vigorously plough into her. Each stroke makes our juices mix, creating the ultimate lubricant for our pleasure. Rika: Masaya-san, Masaya-san, thish ish... amashing... Ah, ahhh, aaah, I'm going crazy...! Rika: My mind's going blank, ah, ah, ah... Masaya-san, you're pounding so hard! Rika: Oh god, ah, I'm, aaah, Masaya-san, Masaya-san, Masaya-san, Masaya-san, Masaya-san! Rika's tight pussy finally locks me in place. Masaya: Ahhh! Shit, this is my limit! Rika: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I slam my dick into Rika's depths right before I erupt. Rika: Ah... Haaah, ahhh... It'sh inshide me... It's so hot, Masaya-san.. It feels like it's flowing into my tummy... I still don't feel like I've had enough, so I grind against her depths. In response, Rika's pussy contracts as it attempts to swallow the semen flowing out of me. Rika: Haaah, haaah... Masaya-san... Wow, you came so much... Hehe... Rika sounds kinda defeated, but also delighted. Rika: The smell and stuff... will come out in the wash, right? You did tease me an awful lot. Masaya: If it doesn't... I'll buy you a new one. Rika: You don't need to do that... Just promise to take responsibility for me. Masaya: ...Yeah, you bet I will. Man, it feels like she's blaming me for more than just the suit. Rika really does have me whipped, huh? [ - title - Arknights.txt ]
???: ... ???: (...It burns...) ???: (...It hurts...) Bounty Hunter: So, the wench still won't speak up? ???: (So thirsty... My throat feels like it's on fire...) ???: ( ...How long have I been here...?) Bounty Hunter: Hah, what a trooper... She's been dangling here for more than a day, but still won't crack. Violent Bounty Hunter: Oi, don't kill her off just yet. She still hasn't told us where the treasure is! Carol: ...I'm not... telling you anything... Bounty Hunter: Have it your way then. Don't give her any water until she decides to cooperate! Carol: (Am I... going to die?) ???: ... ???: So, even in Kazimierz... ???: ...the ruffians run amok everywhere. Bounty Hunter: Hmm? Huh? Who the hell are you? You got a death wish? Violent Bounty Hunter: Oi, kiddo, hurry and scram before... Violent Bounty Hunter: Gaaah! That... that hurt...! Violent Bounty Hunter: That outfit of his... He's not from these parts. Bounty Hunter: Who the hell cares where he's from! The moron sure doesn't value his life if he wants to fight us all by himself! ???: So, I'm guessing the diplomatic approach isn't going to work? Violent Bounty Hunter: Unngh! Bounty Hunter: Guhh... ???: Good. They won't be bothering us for a while. Let's leave while we still can. Carol: Who... are you...? ???: Don't be afraid, nobody's going to hurt you anymore. I'll get you out of here. Carol: ... Carol: I'm sorry... My head is... still spinning... ???: You look pretty pale. Don't worry, let me carry you then. ???: Hold on tight. Carol: Mm... Clear \ Visibility: 14 km Nearby Village Bounty Hunter: Have any of you seen a kid with a spear? Villager: I was inside the whole time. I didn't see what was going on outside. Bounty Hunter: You're gonna be real damn sorry if I find out you've been hiding them! Villager: ... Villager: They've left, Miss Grani. It's safe for you two to come out now. Grani: Hup~! Grani: Looks like I owe you another one, Mister! Villager: Are you okay, Carol? I'm sorry you had to go through that. Carol: Thank you, Luke. I'm doing much better now. Grani: I wouldn't have been able to rescue you without everyone's help. Villager: Don't worry, Carol! Villager: We've been helping out this young knight here! She promised that she'd save our village! Carol: Huh? She? Grani: Ah, that's right. I'm a girl. Carol: Huh? Grani: Aww, come on! I might not look it, but I'm a proper maiden on the inside! Carol: Ah, um, sorry... Carol: ... Carol: It's hard to tell from your outfit, but... Carol: Excuse me, are you... the knight from Kazimierz... who was recently anointed? Carol: After you save our village... Will you make us pay tribute? Grani: No, no. I'm not actually a knight, nor am I even from Kazimierz. Grani: Even though Victoria does have knights, I was actually just a member of the Mounted Police! Grani: Unlike the knights, our only job is to maintain public security. We don't ask for any payment in our line of duty, so of course we wouldn't tax you! Carol: Victoria? Grani: It's the land that lies beyond Kazimierz. My ancestors were actually all Kurantas who moved there from Kazimierz. Grani: I came after receiving your village's request for aid. I also wanted to see what my parents' homeland was like, but... I didn't expect the situation to be so dire. Carol: ...Sending those pleas for help... felt like leaving messages in the bottle. Carol: We're used to most non-governmental organizations ignoring us because we're in such a remote location... Grani: I wonder, why didn't the Kazimierz government send out any assistance? Carol: Hmph... Why would those high-and-mighty knights even bother coming all the way out here? Carol: Even without their help, we've lived here peacefully for many years. The hustle and bustle of the city simply has no appeal for us. Carol: For generations, the people of Dewville have lived by these mountains. Carol: We might not be wealthy, but we do have a self-sufficient way of life. Carol: And though we've sometimes had to evacuate to escape from Catastrophes, this is still our home. Carol: That's why... we can't give up this land... Grani: But now, the bounty hunters have brought destruction in their wake... Carol: ...All because of those 'Knights' Treasures.' Carol: Over the last few years, the villages around here have become the bounty hunters' stomping grounds. Carol: I heard that a region in the northern part of Kazimierz has been in turmoil, and that has attracted hordes of bounty hunters looking to strike it rich. Apparently, the only way to get up north runs right by our village. Carol: In the past, plenty of bounty hunters used to pass through, but they never caused any problems. Carol: But about a month ago, some bounty hunters dug up a knight's sarcophagus from these mountains. They even found a small chest of gold coins... Grani: Gold coins with the Kazimierz crest on them, like these? Grani: Those bounty hunters tried to pick a fight with me as soon as I arrived. I relieved them of these coins as compensation for their rudeness. Carol: Mhm... these are the same coins. Our troubles began when a certain saying began to circulate among the bounty hunters. Carol: 'The ancient Knights of Kazimierz were all buried with their riches near the lands they once called home. Their souls protect these unmarked graves for all of eternity.' Carol: 'Only those who fear not sacrifice and possess the true, dauntless bloodline of Kazimierz may open the path.' Carol: Rumors such as these keep spreading, and more and more bounty hunters have been drawn here. Carol: At first, all they used to do was discuss where to look for the next big find. But for some reason, they soon started spreading the idea that the villagers knew where the treasures were buried... Grani: —Shh! Everyone, quiet! Bounty Hunter: What do you mean, you couldn't find them? Double back and search harder this time! Grani: It's not safe to stay here. We can't let any more innocents get dragged into this. Grani: Anyway, let's get out of here first. Villager: Stay safe out there, Miss Knight... I mean, Officer! Please take care of our Chief! Grani: Don't worry, Mister. I'll be sure to protect— Grani: Huh? Chief? Carol: ...I've only been on the job for about half a year, but that'd be me... I might not look it, but I'm a proper chief on the inside~
Gummy is the second one in her dorm to wake up every morning. And she has a habit. As soon as Istina wakes her, they share a handshake. Gummy then goes next door to wake Zima in the same fashion. Whether 'The General' decides to shake her hand or not depends entirely on her mood. 6:30 a.m. Rhodes Island Dormitories - Istina and Gummy's Room Gummy: Zzz...zzz... Gummy: (It's morning.) Gummy: (Istina should be here soon.) Gummy: Zzz...zzz... Gummy: (But she sure is taking her time today. Maybe she's been working too hard?) Gummy: (But I'm gonna be late if I keep waiting for her. C'mon, Gummy, just get up already!) Gummy: Zzz...zzz... Gummy: (You can do it, girl!) Gummy: Zzz... Nnhhah! Gummy: I'm up! Gummy: It's so dark... Gummy: What happened to my night light? Gummy: Istina? Istina! Gummy: Weird... Did she head out already? Gummy: Better go check on her. Gummy: ...... Gummy: Yeah, she's not here. Gummy: I guess she had something important to do. Gummy: I wonder what it was? Gummy: Oh... Gummy: What's this...? Gummy: 'Gummy, we went out. Won't be back until evening. Please look after yourself.' Gummy: 'Signed, Istina...' Gummy: '...and Zima.' Gummy: Hmph! Look at them treating me like a kid again. Of course I can take care of myself! Gummy: That means Zima's already up too. Gummy: Hmm... Gummy: Oops, I better hurry up and report in or I'm gonna be late. Gummy: Just gotta grab my trusty shield and frying pan... Gummy: Right, that's everything. Gummy: Time to go!! 11:28 a.m. Rhodes Island Cafeteria - Kitchen Rumble~ Gummy: I'm kinda hungry... Gummy: I left in a hurry this morning and didn't have time to fill up my tummy. Gummy: But I guess I should focus on work first and grab some food afterwards. Gummy: Um... Gummy: Order up! Ready for the counter! Dur-nar: On it! Gummy: Gotta do a shchi next? Okay, I'll have it right out! Gummy: ...... Gummy: Done! Gummy: Food's ready! Please take it to the dining area! Gummy: Next up is... Mhm, we got another fried pelmeni. Gummy: Just need someone to take this order, then I crank out the pelmeni and I'm good to go. Dur-nar: Gummy, I have my hands full over here! Put that out for me? Gummy: Sure thing! Gummy: Phew... Gummy: I got this. It's way lighter than my shield. Gummy: But where does it go? Gummy: Dur-nar! Gummy: ...... Gummy: Dur-nar? Gummy: Weird... Gummy: Why is everyone in such a hurry today? I turn my head for a second and she's gone... Gummy: Oh well, guess I'll just ask where to put it. Gummy: It's gotta go around here somewhere. The lady at the cash register, that's... Gitano, right? Gummy: Hey, Gitano. Gitano: Good day, Little Cub. Gitano: Why are you out here with your frying pan? Do you need my help? Gummy: Just one thing. Could you tell me where to put the shchi? It's getting cold! Ceobe: ...... Gitano: Shchi, huh? If I recall correctly, it goes there in the middle, where Courier is standing. Gummy: Got it! Gitano: Are you sure you don't need any help, Little Cub? Gummy: I'm perfectly fine! See you later, Gitano! Gitano: ...... Spot: Forget it. You couldn't lift it anyway. Gitano: Yes, I know. Courier: Welcome, what can I get for you? Courier: Braised pork and vegetables? Coming right up. And a steamed egg with your stir-fried vegetables? No problem. Courier: All right, here you go. Courier: Please be careful. It's hot. Courier: Mhm, see you~ Gummy: Courier, I got the food! Courier: Great! Thank you, Gummy. Gummy: You're welcome~ Courier: Huff! Courier: Phew! That's all for now. Courier: Sorry to bother you, Gummy, but would you mind taking this pot back to the kitchen? Gummy: Okay, Courier! Rumble~~~ Gummy: Ughh... Courier: You've really outdone yourself, Gummy. C'mere, I have a cookie for you. You must be hungry, right? Gummy: Thank you very much, Courier! Courier: It's my pleasure. Make sure to have a proper meal after this, all right? Gummy: Will do! Gummy: See you later, Gitano. I need to head back and get some stuff done. Gitano: Stay safe. Gummy: Will do! Rumble~~~~ Gummy: (Just hold out a bit longer... It's almost time to eat!) Ceobe: Yummy goodies, here I come! Gummy: Wooaahh! Kay, you can't go in there! Ceobe: I can't? Gummy: You can't! Don't you see the sign on the door? Ceobe: I see it. Ceobe: I see a red circle with a tilty red line going through it. Ceobe: I also see Kay. Gummy: That means 'Kay is not allowed in here.' Got it? Ceobe: Got it. Gummy: If you get it, why are you still going in?! Ceobe: Hungry. Gummy: If you're hungry, you can just get in line and order something to eat. Ceobe: Hungry. Gummy: Y- You're not allowed in there! Ceobe: But I'm hungry! Gummy: Fine, fine! I'll think of something!! Gummy: Hmm... Gummy: What if I... Gummy: If I give you this cookie, will you promise not to go inside? sniff sniff Ceobe: Mm! Ceobe: Okay, okay! Gummy: Here... Ceobe: Thanks! Gummy: You're welcome... sigh... She finally left... Grrrrrrrrrrrrr~~~~ Gummy: There's... there's still... one more to go... Gummy: Just hold on... just a little longer! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr~~~~ Gummy: Why's the ladle so heavy...... Gummy: I can't even scoop up the food...... Gummy: ...... Gummy: I can't do this anymore. I have to eat something! Gummy has a habit. When she's famished, something takes hold of her, And she can't resist her urge to eat... ...anything and everything. Gummy: ...... Gummy: What's this? ???: The hell ya doin', Gummy? Gummy: So soft... Mmmhh.... It must be delicious. Gummy: Ah, mm.... chomp Dur-nar: Gyahhhhhhh!!! Gummy: Eh? Dur-nar: Gummy, why are you chewing on my hip? Gummy: Ah, mm, hmm... Gummy: S-sorry, Instructor! 11:55 a.m. Rhodes Island Cafeteria - Dining Area Gummy: (Gummy is practically inhaling the bread in her hands...) Gummy: (...washing it down with a swig of soup.) Dur-nar: C-calm down, Gummy, the food's not going anywhere. And we got training in the afternoon, y'know. Gummy: (She doesn't leave a single scrap on her plate...) Gummy: (...and doesn't hesitate to reach for seconds.) Dur-nar: Gummy? Gummy: (In no time, she's gobbled up an entire table full of food.) Dur-nar: Guess you're not feeling talkative... Dur-nar: I'll get back to you later. Gummy: Whew. I feel like a whole new Gummy! Gummy: Instructor, don't you want to eat? Dur-nar: Sure do. But somehow all the food I brought out disappeared into your belly. Gummy: I'm so sorry, Instructor!! Dur-nar: Don't worry about it, I can always get more. Dur-nar: By the way, how'd you end up so hungry? You skip breakfast or something? Gummy: I overslept this morning and didn't have time to eat, so... Dur-nar: Y'know, you might just be that type of girl. With a bottomless pit for a stomach. Gummy: Really? Dur-nar: Yup, just like that one over there. Gummy: Kay? She's charging the kitchen again?! I better— Dur-nar: Relax, we got someone keeping an eye on her. Plus, they laid out some goodies near the door just in case she gets in. She won't make it to anything important. Gummy: Oh, I thought those were welcome baskets for new recruits... Dur-nar: Yeah that too. Whatever gets the job done. Dur-nar: See, she's done. Dur-nar: If we sealed that door, it'd hurt her feelings. Letting her in every now and then lets her feel like she won. And it doesn't cost us much. Gummy: Oh... Gummy: Um, so who's in charge of keeping an eye on her? Dur-nar: Gitano's on duty today. Gummy: Good choice. She's always got it together. Dur-nar: That reminds me, I have to ask you something. It has to do with training. Gummy: Mm, sure. What is it? Dur-nar: I notice you have trouble moving your arms, especially in quick, repetitive motions. Why is that? Gummy: Eh? Dur-nar: I've watched you in combat, and it's the same in the kitchen. You get two good strokes in and then you have to stop. Gummy: I guess... it's a habit? Dur-nar: Huh—? Well, that's a bad habit if I ever saw one. Can we fix it? Dur-nar: Because stopping like that on the battlefield is gonna get you killed. Dur-nar: But if we can cure you, I'm sure you've got the next Rhodes Island Chopping Competition in the bag. Gummy: ...... Dur-nar: Give it a try? Gummy: ...... Gummy: Okay... I'll try... Dur-nar: Good. We'll get to it after defender practice. Dur-nar: We won't know if we can fix that habit until we try. Dur-nar: But for now... Dur-nar: We gotta eat. Gummy: Yeah. 3:00 p.m. Rhode Island Training Center - Defender Training Room Dur-nar: Last round of the day. Let's power through. Dur-nar: I want four sets of planks, time— Dur-nar: Start! Dur-nar: Ten seconds! Dur-nar: Three, two, one! Dur-nar: Stop! Dur-nar: Okay, we're done. Go cool off. Defender Operators: Woo! Dur-nar: Gummy. Gummy: Yes, ma'am! Dur-nar: You ready? What we talked about at lunch? Gummy: Yes, ma'am! Dur-nar: I'll get the training shield, and you can use your weapon there. Dur-nar: Now relax. That's gonna be an important part of your rehab. Gummy: Right! Dur-nar: Okay, Gummy. I want you to hit me as hard as you can. Dur-nar: I know you're tired from afternoon training, but it's actually the perfect time to work on this. Dur-nar: You get me? Gummy: I get you. Dur-nar: Great. Now gimme whatever's left in the tank. Gummy: Hyah! Dur-nar: Again. Gummy: Hyah! Dur-nar: Again. Gummy: Nngh! Dur-nar: Again! Keep going! Gummy: Gah!! Dur-nar: Again! Dur-nar: (If it's a conditioned reflex, that should have shaken out some more swings.) Dur-nar: (Is she stopping herself involuntarily?) Dur-nar: (But why?) Dur-nar: Gummy, swing! Gummy: I can't do it! Dur-nar: Swing! Gummy: I can't! Dur-nar: That's an order! Dur-nar: Gummy! Dur-nar: I order you to—— Gummy is a good cook, but she has a habit. She chops only twice. Should she ever chop a third time—— She'll chop straight through the cutting board, right into the counter itself. Dur-nar: Ngah! Dur-nar: Nng... Phew... Gummy: Instructor! Dur-nar: I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just been a long time since I took a hit like that. Dur-nar: Is this another one of your 'habits'? Gummy: Sorry, Instructor... Dur-nar: Relax. I told you, I'm fine. Dur-nar: But it looks like this problem of yours is more complicated than I thought. Dur-nar: On your third swing, you subconsciously put your full strength into it. Is that right? Gummy: Yeah... Dur-nar: And I'm guessing that takes a fourth swing off the table. Dur-nar: If we were in the kitchen just now, you'd've chopped that cutting board into a nice, clean pair. Dur-nar: Here I thought we just had to push you over the edge... Turns out there's something else going on here. Dur-nar: I jumped headfirst into this without really feeling it out. Sorry, Gummy. Gummy: It's... it's fine. Gummy: It's my fault for being a lousy student. Dur-nar: Let's call it for today. You go home and rest up. Give me some time to noodle on this. Dur-nar: But if you want to try again, you know where to find me. Gummy: I could use a break. Gummy: See you later, Instructor. Dur-nar: Bye-bye. Dur-nar: ...... Dur-nar: (I can't feel my arm.) Dur-nar: (It's totally numb.) Dur-nar: (Those Ursus Youth Scouts are stupid strong.) Dur-nar: (I better pay Gavial a visit in Medical.) Dur-nar: (I'll grab her something to eat on the way.) 4:30 p.m. Rhodes Island Dormitories - Zima, Istina, and Gummy's Quarters Gummy goes back home alone. She does not turn on the lights. She hangs her 'shield' in the corner, And makes her way inside. She did nothing wrong. And yet she is sad. She wants to do better, for everyone who does so much to help her. She failed. Since coming to Rhodes Island, Gummy's 'habits' only bred more habits. And she knows those habits bother the people around her. But she can't change. She can do nothing but keep on being 'Gummy.' And Gummy has a habit. She carries a safe door and a frying pan with her everywhere she goes. Gummy has a habit. She uses the entire tube of toothpaste, going so far as to suck out the last few drops. Gummy has a habit. When up somewhere high, she keeps far away from the edge, even if there's a guardrail. ???: ...... Gummy has a habit. When she's famished, she has to fight the urge to devour the nearest object. Should she fail... ???: ......? Gummy has a habit. If she finds herself in the dark too long... Zima: Oh, Gummy, you're back? Why didn't you turn on the lights? However... Gummy has a habit. All her myriad habits dissipate as soon as she sees Zima and Istina. Gummy: Ah?! Istina: No doubt she was sniveling alone in the corner after something shook her. Gummy: (Snivelingly) Was not!! Istina: See? Zima: What am I gonna do with you? Zima: Gummy, start cleaning. Leto is coming. Gummy: You got it, Zima! Istina: Hey. Zima: Hmph. Zima: Gummy, come here. Gummy: Yes, Zima? Zima: Come. Gummy: Mmm. Gummy: I can do it myself. Zima: Don't move. Gummy: Mmmf... Zima: There. Give Istina back her handkerchief after you wash it. Gummy: Okay. Zima: Now tell me what happened. Gummy: Erm... Istina: Zima. Zima: What? Istina: (Shhh...) Zima: Right. Forget it. Zima: Get to work, Gummy. I did the shopping. The rest is up to you two. Gummy: Okay. What's so special about today anyway? Istina: It's been exactly one year since we came to Rhodes Island. Zima even woke up early for the occasion. If you believe it. Zima: Phew— I'm beat. I'm gonna lay down for a bit. Call me when Leto gets here. Istina: Oh no you're not. There's too much to be done. Zima: Nah. I'm tired. Istina: Gummy, do the thing. Gummy: Do I have to? Istina: I'll go prepare the refreshments. You're responsible for getting Zima up. Gummy: Okay. Gummy: Hrm. Gummy: Ziiimaaaa... Zima: What. Gummy: Gummy loooooooves yooou~ Zima: Spare me the schmaltz. I'm sleepy. Gummy: Ziiimaaaa~ Hehe~ Zima: Get off me! Gummy: Tickle tickle. Zima: Fine! I'm up! I'm up! Gummy: Job's done, Istina! Istina: Good. Now put her to work. I have my hands full. Zima: Ugh. I just carried all those bags. Why do I have to work more? Istina: Call it the burden of command. Gummy: Because you're our leader! Hehe. Zima: Aahh... Damn it. Zima: It's open. Zima: Come on in and give me a hand. Zima: We'll celebrate once everything's done. Leto: Can't believe you remembered. Leto: Ooh, is that...?! Leto: My favorite! Leto: That stuff isn't cheap. Zima: My treat. Leto: Hehe, thanks. Zima: What're you standing around for? Get busy. Leto: All right, all right. Leto: Can I put this here? Zima: I just put that out! Gummy: Hahahahaha! Gummy has a habit. When she's happy, she laughs. It's a laugh from the very depths of her soul. And she wants everyone to share such a laugh. Istina: Done. Istina: Zima, say a few words. Zima: 'A few words.' Eat up. Zima: Ura! Istina: Ura. Leto: Ura!! Gummy: Ura! Gummy: (It's been a long time since we all got together.) Gummy: (......) Gummy: (I hope Rosa can come next time.) Zima: It's open. Ceobe: (Ceobe pokes her head in) Ceobe: Is the Little Cub here? Gummy: Hm? Ceobe: There you are! Gummy: Eh? Ceobe: Hiya. Ceobe: I ate your cookie earlier, so I got you a new one. Ceobe: Vulcan taught me how to make it. It's fresh outta the oven. Gummy: Isn't it... kinda big? Ceobe: Hurry up and eat it before it gets cold. Ceobe: Bye. Gummy: Oh. Bye! Gummy: She's gone. Leto: Nichego sebe, that's one hell of a cookie. Zima: A cookie's a cookie. Zima: Well? Eat it already. Gummy: (I'm eating well tonight.) Gummy: (Yay.) 9:00 p.m. Rhodes Island Dormitories - Zima, Istina, and Gummy's Quarters Gummy: Phew. That was great. But now it's bedtime. Gummy: Just need my trusty night light... Gummy: Huh? It's not turning on? Gummy: Did the bulb burn out? Gummy: Now that I think of it, it wasn't on this morning either. Gummy: So when did it break? Gummy: Uh oh... Gummy has a habit. She absolutely must sleep with a night light. Istina: Gummy. Gummy: What's up, Istina? Istina: Can I sleep with you tonight? Gummy: Y- yeah! Istina: Zima. Gummy: Are you sleeping with us too? Zima: Uh, I guess so. Zima: Hey, Istina? Zima: Can the three of us really fit in Gummy's bed? Istina: Just squeeze in tight. Zima: Guess we're making a Gummy bear sandwich. Gummy: Fine by me. Zima: All right. Just tell me if it gets too hot and stuffy. I'll go back to my room. Gummy: Okay. Istina: I'm turning out the lights. Good night. Zima: Night. Gummy: Nighty night. Zima: When was the last time we all slept together like this? Istina: I can't even remember. I don't even want to remember. Gummy: Me either. Zima: Forget I asked. Just get some sleep. Istina: Zzz...... Zima: As soon as her head hits the pillow, huh? Gummy: ...... Zima: Gummy? Gummy: Zzzzzz...... Zima: Guess I'm the only one who doesn't pass right out. Sigh...... Zima: Settle down, brain. We got a busy day tomorrow. Ugh. Zima: ...... Gummy: (Hehe~) Gummy: (Zima's so cute.) Gummy: (Nighty night~) Gummy has a habit. ...... You know the Ursus Student Self-Governing Group? Zima and Istina? They're the habit Gummy just can't quit.
Nightfall. The rumble of the Originium boilers has yet to cease. Thick plumes of smog gush out of the towering chimneys. The workmen take off their worn-out protective gear and hand it off to the next shift. The day is nearing its end here in Caladon. November 16th, 1097, 9:50 P.M. Nine in the evening is when the Infected factory nearby changes shifts. Many of the workmen choose to kill time by paying Miss Quercus's shop a visit. There is not much the shop has to offer to its patrons. A crude fried fin cutlet, a bowl of tasteless potato soup, and a mug of fruit-wine-flavored water. And yet, the shop has garnered a few regulars. James the Worker: Cheers! Stone the Infected: Cheers! James the Worker: Hahahaha! Here's to Brande! Stone the Infected: Hey, Sparky! Another pint! Susie: Here you go. Your fruit wine. Susie: So what's going on? Why's everybody so cheery? James the Worker: Mr. Brande just gave us all a bonus along with our payslips for the month! Stone the Infected: They say it's a bonus, but it's just a hundred pence. Stone the Infected: And considering they work us to the bone, that's the least they could owe us. Stone the Infected: You sure you should be here at this hour, though? Might get a beating from the missus? James the Worker: Jog on! I'm the king of the castle! She wouldn't dare! Stone the Infected: Alright. Here's to the king of the castle! James the Worker: Cheers! James the Worker: Hey, Sparky! Another pint! Susie: Hahaha... Mr. James, you really should watch your drink, though. We wouldn't want to upset Mrs. James. Stone the Infected: Sparky, I heard from your boss you've got something stronger than this piss? Stone the Infected: Get us some of that! Susie: Not! Happening! Susie: Remember what Miss Quercus told you. Strong drink is bad for your condition! Susie: You need to take better care of yourself, Stone. Stone the Infected: Come on, what's the problem? Stone the Infected: This disease is a death sentence. Might as well get a taste of the hard stuff before we cark... Susie: Don't say that! Susie: The doctors in the city told us! Oripathy progresses differently depending on the patient's physical condition! Stone the Infected: Lighten up, I'm just... Susie: Stone! Stone the Infected: Um... Yeah? Susie: Take care of yourself and live life to the fullest! Stop saying that word all the time! Stone the Infected: Er... Sorry? James the Worker: Look at you. You got Sparky upset. Sigh, I didn't mean to... Bitter Root: Huh? Looks like we've got quite a crowd here today. Susie: Good evening, Mr. Root! Stone the Infected: Oi, if it isn't Bitter Root! Come on, come on! Let's drink! Bitter Root: Huh? Something to celebrate today? Caladon's Infected community is home to many a peculiar man, and Bitter Root counts among them. Mr. Root works for an organization called Rhodes Island. He's a 'professional' hired by the lords of the city council. But the way Rhodes Island treats the Infected boggles the mind. 'Rhodes Island will assist the Caladon City Council and provide medical assistance to all Infected,' said their public address. Why would anyone willingly help the Infected... especially when they're not even from here? James the Worker: How's work today, Bitt? T'ain't often you get the free time to come for a drink. Bitter Root: It's fine. We hired a few extra pair of hands. Things calmed down quite a bit, thanks to them. James the Worker: Eh? Is it that good working for Rhodes Island? Do they pay well? Bitter Root: What of it? You interested? James the Worker: Nah, forget I said anything. I can't even read... I'd just be making a fool of myself. At first, no one in the Infected community trusted them. There were even rumors that they were here to take the late-stage Infected away for experiments. But Rhodes Island proved themselves with their actions. They really are here to help. Be it a regular Oripathy infection checkup, acute Oripathy attack treatment, or even just a normal workplace injury, you just walk into their clinic, and they'll help you. Even right here, right now, there are those who have doubts about Rhodes Island's true motives. But at the very least, all of the pub's regulars trust them. Bitter Root: By the way, Jim, I saw your wife on my way here. James the Worker: What? What?? You sure?! Oh, bugger... James the Worker: Ahem. James the Worker: Er... You carry on with the drinks. I... I just remembered I've got a few errands to run. See you around! Stone the Infected: Hahaha, there goes our 'king of the castle!' James the Worker: Yeah, yeah, off I go. We'll do this another time. Susie: Be safe on your way home, Mr. James. Unlike most of the people in the establishment, Mr. James is not Infected. In Caladon, it isn't uncommon to find non-Infected working in the Infected community. Ever since the 'New Caladon Infected Act' came into place, a lot of the unemployed poor have been risking themselves working in the Infected factories. A great majority of them leave the Infected community as soon as they get off work. They also avoid coming into direct contact with the Infected during working hours. That's understandable. All of us Infected have gotten used to the attitude, and no one blames the non-Infected workmen for it. Though, still, there are people like Mr. James. Sigh. There goes my drinking buddy. Stone the Infected: Come on, Bean, stop spacing out over there. Have a few pints with me. Bean the Infected: Quiet down. I'm reading the newspaper. Stone the Infected: What's the headlines? Bean the Infected: It's all been big news the last couple of days! The whole town's talking about it. Don't tell me you haven't heard! Bitter Root: The new bill, is it? That's some big news, indeed. Stone the Infected: What new bill? Bean the Infected: The one that's going to improve how us Infected workers are treated! Do you ever do anything except drink? This bill's going to be massive for all of us! Stone the Infected: Peh, and here I thought it was something that actually mattered. Stone the Infected: You're naive, you know? I gave up on that hokum long ago. Bean the Infected: What, you don't want them to start treating us better? Stone the Infected: You think the lords actually care about us Infected? On your bike! Stone the Infected: I guarantee you, this bill thing's bound to fail. It'll be unanimous, even. And then it'll be like nothing ever happened. Stone the Infected: They're doing this just for show, I tell you. Bean the Infected: Aha! Too bad, then! You're wrong. Bean the Infected: The bill didn't pass, but it didn't fail either. Bean the Infected: It was a tie. The final decision's going to have to wait till next time. Stone the Infected: I'm still not buying it. It won't pass. What does the paper say, though? What's in that bill, specifically? Bean the Infected: One second. Let's see... I remember some bits and pieces of it back when they announced it. Bean the Infected: Oh, take a look. It says here that Infected workers cannot work more than fifteen hours a day, that the factories have to give the Infected the same kinds of Originium protective equipment as non-Infected... Stone the Infected: Pfft. Don't make me laugh. Stone the Infected: There's a snowball's chance that's true. What's that saying again? There's no pies in the sky? Stone the Infected: What would you outlanders even know? Me, I'm a born-and-bred Caladonian. I've seen how they do things my whole life. No one knows the nobles how I do. Stone the Infected: You're still counting on those stingy tosspots to do anything for you out of their pockets? Dream on. Sigh... You want to at least hold out some hope... Keep a positive outlook on things. Bitter Root: There's no need to be so negative. Who could've thought ten years ago that they'd pass that New Caladonian Infected Act, right? Stone the Infected: Now that, that's apples to oranges. Stone the Infected: Us Infected can work their factories, and the heads only have to pay us half the money. They get to pocket the other half! Of course they passed that bill! Bean the Infected: That's true. Oftentimes, they don't even pay us with cash, just Wage Tickets. Bitter Root: Things take time. I think you could be more optimistic about this. Bitter Root: Keep in mind that Caladon willingly accepts Infected from all the cities out there, and even offers work. You don't see that anywhere else in Victoria. Bean the Infected: I heard from some of the foremen these policies are... what... 'Columbian-style?' Bean the Infected: Are all the Columbian cities like this? Bitter Root: Well... It's complicated. There's a tiny bit of difference. Stone the Infected: Whatever, time for a new topic. Any other news? Bean the Infected: Let's see... Bean the Infected: 'Terror in Caladon! Loud Roars Heard Underground at Night!' Bean the Infected: And then... 'Possible Infected Smuggling Activity Spotted in Abandoned Districts in Caladon Outskirts.' Bean the Infected: Then there's also this... 'Public Safety in Jeopardy, Convicts and Wanted Criminals Have Infiltrated the Infected Community.' Susie: Why are all the headlines like that? Stone the Infected: That's the 'Caladon Daily' and their rubbish reporting for you. They love their terrorizing headlines, and they take care to add the word 'Infected' in there. Just talking about those hack journos makes me want to puke. Bitter Root: It's true, but you should still be careful, Susie. Caladon hasn't been all that safe lately. Susie: Hahaha... I'll watch out. Thanks. November 17th, 1097, 8:40 A.M. Susie: Fin fillets, potatoes, green onions... I guess that's about it? Susie: Oh, and the pepper, too! Susie: I just have to deliver these to Mr. Kells, right? Citizen: Yes, please. Susie: On my way! Protester: Foreigners go home! Protester: Out with the Infected! This is our home!! Loud-Mouthed Man: Out with the Infected! Loud-Mouthed Man: It's the Infected's fault us porters lost all our jobs! It's not uncommon to find people protesting the Infected community here in Caladon. When the city council passed the New Caladonian Infected Act four years ago, a large group of Infected migrated to the city for work all at once. But the hostility between the non-Infected and the Infected didn't improve. Loud-Mouthed Man: Hey, you! The Infected there! Get over here! Susie: I-I'm just walking past... Loud-Mouthed Man: What's that you're holding? Eh? Susie: It's just... Loud-Mouthed Man: What's that in your basket! Let me see it! Susie: These are items I'm delivering to a customer! Loud-Mouthed Man: Shouldn't your lot be working in the factories right now? What are you wandering around here for?! Susie: It's part of my job to deliver things too... Loud-Mouthed Man: Who said you could talk back?! Susie: Urgh... Susie: (Ouch...) Susie: Spark... Arts... Susie: (Bear with it, Susie... Don't fight back...) Susie: (This isn't the first time something like this has happened...) Loud-Mouthed Man: What gives you Infected the right to walk the streets in broad daylight anyway? Loud-Mouthed Man: It's all your fault the air here has gotten so polluted! Loud-Mouthed Man: Bunch of pests! Go back to the sewers, where you belong! Susie: (But you're the one who came to the Infected community...) Loud-Mouthed Man: What? What are you looking at me for? Looking for a fight?! Red: That's enough, mister. Let's not overdo it. Loud-Mouthed Man: And who are you? The tall, masked man helps the Feline girl up and turns around to face the thug. Red: There's no reason to lay hands on an unarmed lady now. It's not a very honorable thing to do, wouldn't you agree? Loud-Mouthed Man: What? She's just an Infected! Loud-Mouthed Man: And what's with you? Trying to be a hero? Loud-Mouthed Man: Well? If you want some, come and get it! Red: ...... Loud-Mouthed Man: Coward. Susie: Mr. Red! Red: Hmph. Red: I'm afraid I don't have what it takes to offend you, kind sir. Red: Though before you continue, I should inform you that I have Originium crystals on my face, and your punch landed right on one. Loud-Mouthed Man: W-What...? Red: Oh, sir, this isn't good. Look, I'm bleeding out of my mouth, and your hand is injured. Red: It might just get you infected too. Loud-Mouthed Man: What?! But...! Protester: Hurry! To the hospital! You can still make it! Loud-Mouthed Man: Damn you, Ursus! You'd better watch your back! You'll regret this! Protester: Enough now! Get to the hospital! Susie: Um, thanks... Mr. Red. Susie: A-Are you okay? Red: Don't worry about me. I'm used to taking a beating. Red: I could ask you the same. Look at your face. It's all swollen. Susie: I-I'm okay... I'll put some ice on it when I get home. Red: There've been more anti-Infected protests here lately. You should avoid this area on your way back. Red: Where are you headed? I'll go with you. Susie: Thanks, but don't you have work? I wouldn't want to be a bother... Red: Don't worry yourself. I have errands in the area too. Mr. Red works at a nearby factory, and he visits the shop sometimes. He may be from Ursus, but he doesn't like to drink. He prefers to read a book in the shop all by himself. The other workers seem to really respect him. They all call him 'the bossman'. Susie: But... Mr. Red, is that man really going to catch Oripathy? Red: Of course not. You don't just get infected like that. I was only scaring him. Red: Oripathy can spread through blood, but he only had some minor scrapes. Red: It's pretty effective as a bluff, though. Susie: Hahaha, I see. James the Worker: Those bastards... What a lot of utter scumbags! James the Worker: Laying hands on a young lady? Have they no shame? Susie: Don't get yourself all worked up. I'm okay. Grani: So they ran off after they hit you? Did you see where they went? Red: They ran north, so my guess is they headed to the Boil. Grani: The Boil, eh? It won't be easy to find them, then. Grani: In any case, I'll make a note. They've been fairly short staffed at the Guards lately. Grani: Does your face still hurt? Need me to massage it a bit? Susie: Haha... It's okay. Don't worry about me, Officer Grani. Grani: It's true how Caladon hasn't been that safe lately... but I didn't expect you to get attacked, Susie. Officer Grani isn't with the local Caladon Guards. She's a Mounted Police officer temporarily loaned to the local guards and assigned to the Infected community. Of course, the Caladon Guards aren't very interested in keeping the Infected safe. This 'short staffed' business seems to be an excuse, too. Which makes Officer Grani one of very few local law enforcement officers willing to help the Infected. Though just the few of them alone... can't solve all of the community's safety problems. Grani: No loss of property... and that's filed. This is all I can do for you right now. Grani: I'm off now. Come find me if there's any more trouble. Susie: Thank you, Officer Grani. Stone the Infected: The idiots better hope I don't find them first. Red: What if you do find them? Stone the Infected: I'll beat the life out of them! Red: Think, Stone. The moment you lay a finger, everyone around will start screaming and making a fuss. Red: Then, the next morning, the front page of 'Caladon Daily' will read 'Infected Batters Innocent Citizen, Security Problems Worse by the Day.' Stone the Infected: Well... Red: And I remember that rotten boy and his loud mouth. Red: A month ago, he was protesting the crowd in overalls, complaining how the factory he worked at was shut down because of the Infected. Red: Two months ago, he protested with the hawkers and said the Infected stole his merchandise. Red: So what is he today? Susie: I think he said he was a 'porter'? Stone the Infected: What in the world! Bean the Infected: Sounds like something the gangs of the Boil would do. He was probably hired. Now which lord did we offend again? Red: The Infected community's always been a thorn in the side of certain people. As long as the councilors who support the new bill aren't in the majority, these things will keep happening. Red: We'd better keep our eyes peeled. Stone the Infected: This prick, though... Forget Susie. He even tried to fight you, bossman, and how dare he! Red: Alright, enough. Your pint's getting lonely. Sigh... How am I supposed to drink, knowing our little Sparky got harassed? Susie: Hahaha, you're just exaggerating. Bean the Infected: Sparky, take this. Susie: Huh? What is it? Bean the Infected: It's an ointment that helps reduce swelling. Anywhere it hurts, just rub some on there after you wash your face tonight. Stone the Infected: Huh? Now how come you're not giving me some of that? Bean the Infected: This is from Yan! You know how expensive it is? Besides, look how rough you are! What do you need it for?! Susie: Oh... If it's that expensive, I can't take it. Bean the Infected: No, do. Best not work a pub with a swollen face. Susie: Hahaha... This isn't exactly a pub, though... Susie: Thanks, Mr. Bean. Susie: In that case, your drinks are on the house tonight. Stone the Infected: Now that's what I'm talking about! Exhausted Woman: Susie, are you sure you have to go? Susie: Yes, Mum... Staying here... isn't going to do any of us any good. Exhausted Woman: No, Susie, listen to me... I found another job this month. Don't worry about the medicine. We'll figure something out! Susie: Please don't... I can't be a burden on the family anymore, not when my baby brother and sister still have school. And when my big brothers are all still healthy. Exhausted Woman: I can't let my daughter go to another city alone! Susie: Don't worry about me. I heard how the Infected working in Caladon get medicine as part of their pay. Exhausted Woman: I'm sorry... It's all my fault, Susie... I'm so sorry. Susie: I'll take care of myself. Don't worry, Mum. November 18th, 1097, 9:20 A.M. Every now and then, I dream of my family. I was born in Boschendal, a small town at the northern edge of Victoria. When I was little, back when my father was still alive, he would take our whole family out to picnics. When you're up on Mount Shay, gazing out into the distance, you can even see the vast Kazimierzian Plains. It's been five years since the last time I went home, but my mother still sends me letters. My family's situation has taken a turn for the better since I left. It was difficult to pay all the expenses an Infected needs with just my mother and my brothers' income. They're living a better life, and that's more than enough for me. Susie: Welcome! Quercus: Look who's here! Susie: Huh? Hi, boss! Quercus: Li'l~ Susie~ Quercus: Let me give your ears a good rub! Susie: Hahaha... boss... that tickles! Quercus: Boss again? Come on, don't be such a stranger! Susie: Hahaha... Miss Quercus. Quercus: Hm? Susie: Quercus... Quercus: That's more like it! Quercus is a free-spirit, and also the owner of the shop. Although most people here treat it like a pub, it's actually Quercus's arboretum and lighting shop. Many have asked us why she would open such a shop in the Infected community. And her answer has always been a very simple one. Quercus: Why open a lighting shop? Quercus: Because I want to. That said, Quercus actually spends very little time in Caladon. The shop seems only to be a hobby of hers. In other words, she really meant it when she said she wanted to. She mostly works as a Messenger, spending her time bustling about in the wilderness. Most people call her the 'Druid of Gododdin.' By the way, Quercus's Arts are actually very unique. She plants all kinds of strange flora around the shop, and she brewed most of the alcohol we sell here herself. She even gave me my staff and Arts Unit because they can apparently help me control my own Originium Arts. Susie: Why did you come back this time? Did you need something? Quercus: Oh? I'm not allowed to come see you without a special reason? Susie: Hahaha... Quercus: I have something to take care. What, have you forgotten? It's almost the end of the year! Susie: Oh, right... This is a defining moment for me. I've been saving up money for a few years now. I want to buy this place. I want to have my own shop here in Caladon. No matter what I do, this will be the beginning of my independence. And Quercus often tells me that the shop's landlord has been thinking about renting to someone else, and that she doesn't have much time to take care of it. Quercus: So you've saved up all this? That's amazing, Susie! Susie: But, Quercus... Are you sure it's okay? Isn't it a bit on the low side for a place like this? Quercus: How many times have you asked me that now? Do you not trust me? Susie: No, I mean... Of course I trust you. Quercus: I'll get you a meeting with the landlord sometime next week for you to work out the details. He's a dependable one. Susie: Next week, huh...? November 18th, 1097, 9:56 P.M. Susie: Here's your tea, Miss Mountbelan. Skyfire: Thanks. Ethelflaed Julie Mountbelan is one of our regulars. She's just Miss Mountbelan to us. She's another of Rhodes Island's experts. She's in charge of coming up with solutions to solve Infected problems for the council. Just like Mr. Root, she got along with our other customers straight away. The Mountbelan name is known far and wide in the country, so I still haven't grown completely used to seeing a lady from such a prestigious family having tea around the Infected community. Quercus: Judging by your look, I suppose the lords did something to make you unhappy? Miss Mountbelan takes a sip of tea. Both her lips and the blood vessels on her forehead are twitching. Skyfire: Can you believe it? Can you believe it?! Skyfire: I spent two weeks preparing all that data, and they only read a single page of it! Skyfire: Just one page!! Skyfire: How short-sighted can they be?! The issues I raised are urgent to the point they need addressing right now! You can't tell me it doesn't worry them one bit?! Quercus: Oh, they don't worry about the fire until it's started burning them. Skyfire: It this drags on, it'll immolate them completely. Skyfire: Hasn't the Reunion mayhem in Gododdin taught them anything? Quercus: The flames of Reunion Gododdin were stomped out two years ago. Why would it be a problem to these noble lords? Skyfire: Things aren't that simple, though! It's as though they don't even understand the crux of the matter! Reunion isn't just a band of thugs or bandits. There's a reason they started that uprising. Stone the Infected: Oi, is it just me or did it get warmer in here all of a sudden? James the Worker: Yeah, I think it did. Quercus: Not again. Cool it a little. Don't burn my store down. Sigh... Never mind. Susie: Hahaha... Calm down, Miss Mountbelan. Susie: You're off work. Try to keep a happier face on, I think. Susie: Here, give these a try. Skyfire: What do you have here... Sweets? Susie: That's right. Quercus made these vanilla mints herself. Let them calm your rage. Sigh... Thanks... Skyfire: I was on a holiday in Siesta just a few months ago... and now I'm starting to miss that place. Susie: It sounds like you've really had it tough, Miss Mountbelan. Loosen up some if you can. Skyfire: At least I have you lot to listen to me grumble here. Susie: You can't do that at Rhodes Island? Skyfire: You think my case is bad? Everyone has it tough there... Kicking up a fuss at work would only hurt morale. James the Worker: Don't worry, we're all a bunch of idiots. By the time you finish a sentence, we've gone and forgotten what you said. Quercus: So, what conclusion did the lords arrive at? Skyfire: Well, halfway through the meeting, they started fixating on all those silly rumors. Quercus: You mean like the 'sounds in the city underground' and 'criminals have infiltrated the Infected community?' Bean the Infected: In the end, it's all the Infected's fault, eh? Skyfire: Right, it's all just baseless conspiracy theories. It's a mystery to me who's even been spreading them. Skyfire: Anyway, the meeting devolved into a pointless shouting match after that. James the Worker: It sounds like a lot of the lords support the Infected community, though? Bean the Infected: We do solve a lot of their problems, after all. Some of the lords have made a good bit of dough over the last few years. Likelihood is they're just more amenable to it than most, considering they're directly profiting. Quercus: Besides, the community doesn't only concern the Infected anymore. There's plenty of non-Infected working here now, right? James the Worker: That's true. I'm one of them right here. Skyfire: Right, that's a fair point... but talking about it all here and now won't change a thing. I still have other engagements tomorrow, so if you'll excuse me. Quercus: Be careful out there. Bean the Infected: Now setting that aside... Bean the Infected: Why are you working here in our community, James? It's strange for me to say, but isn't it a bit risky, on shift with the Infected? James the Worker: Risky... eh? James the Worker: Tell you the truth, risks are, in the end, nothing more than an unknown. Putting food on the table, that's the immediate problem. James the Worker: If worse comes to worst, suppose I actually catch Oripathy, my family are still going to live better than if I didn't have a job. James the Worker: I've got two little mouths to feed. I can't just leave it to my wife to be the breadwinner. Besides, it's not like she makes much, selling scarves. We wouldn't be able to get by. James the Worker: My mum's got asthma. It costs an arm and a leg to treat. My dad's got some serious bone disease too. He can't even get out of bed. James the Worker: I don't have a choice. If only I could find better work... Sigh... How come it sounds like your life's more of a mess than mine? Stone the Infected: ...... Bean the Infected: Why're you so quiet today, Stone? Did something happen? cough... How old did James say his kids are again? James the Worker: One's eight, the other twelve. Why? Stone the Infected: No... No reason. Just thinking. Bean the Infected: Come on, if you've got something on your mind, just say it. It's not like we're strangers. Susie: Did you run into some kind of trouble, Stone? Stone the Infected: Trouble, huh...? Sigh. Stone the Infected: I-I got a letter from my wife. She said she'll come pay me a visit with our daughter. Bean the Infected: A daughter? You have a daughter?! Susie: Eh? I didn't know you were married! Stone the Infected: What?! Is it that strange to you? Bean the Infected: No, not like that. Just... an Infected having a kid... Stone the Infected: Oh, don't you worry about that. I caught Oripathy afterwards. My wife and daughter are fine. Bean the Infected: Isn't that a good thing? Why the long face? James the Worker: Right, you got Oripathy, and your wife didn't abandon you. Wish the missus cared about me like that. Sigh, look at me. How am I supposed to face them the way I am now? Susie: What's wrong with the way you are? Bean the Infected: Right, why look down on yourself like that? Quercus: It's true, though. You're not exactly in good shape to see her. Quercus: Why don't we get you a haircut? You could at least be a little better groomed? Susie: Alright! If it's a haircut Stone needs... Susie: (Brandishes a pair of scissors and a comb) Stone the Infected: Hold your beasties! You know how to cut hair, Sparky? Quercus: Now, don't underestimate her! My girl Susie's a master hairdresser. Susie: Ta-dah! Quercus: Well, doesn't that look pretty good? Stone the Infected: I don't usually cut it so short. Feels all breezy... James the Worker: Hey, you're looking fresh. Susie: I think you can do a lot for yourself if you pay just a little more attention to your hair, Stone. Sigh. Look at me, though. My life's a disaster. How am I supposed to find time to care about my hair? Susie: Don't think like that! Susie: It's because life's so hard that we should find our own ways to live better. Quercus: Right. No one's ever said the Infected have to live in misery. Quercus: Chin up. Your wife will be delighted to see you like this. Bean the Infected: Take it slow. You come to my room later. Bean the Infected: I've got some clean clothes I've been holding onto. Haven't worn them much. Give them a wash and see if they fit. Stone the Infected: Eh... You sure about that? Bean the Infected: What's to stand on ceremony? Just take them! Bean the Infected: Now come on, drink up! November 23rd, 1097, 10:35 A.M. Today's the day. I'm meeting the landlord. There's a thick stack of cash in front of me. Six thousand, five hundred pounds. This amount of money was once unthinkable to me. When I was little, one of my brothers broke an Originium lamp we had. Mum gave him a really good spanking. That was the first time I saw her get that angry. She needed that lamp to patrol the mineshaft at night. The lamp was worth a hundred and fifty pounds. It was almost her entire month's salary. That's what got her so angry. How many Originium lamps could six thousand and five hundred pounds buy? I assess the enormity of the heavy, foul-smelling pile of sacrifice before me. All the meals I've skipped over the years. All the hardships I've suffered through. Six thousand, five hundred pounds. These sheets of paper are like a bridge I laid myself, brick by brick. On the other side stands my dreams. Susie: Susie! Get it together! Susie: You're just meeting with the landlord! He's just a landlord! Susie: From tomorrow onwards, you'll be the shop's owner! Your dream is coming true! Susie: You're almost there, Susie! I look in the mirror and give my cheeks a good slap. Susie: How should I greet him? Susie: 'Nice to meet you, sir! I'm very glad to...' Susie: No, the smile's too stiff. My dream is about to come true, but I don't feel the least bit excited. On the contrary, I'm growing more and more afraid of seeing the man about to walk into the shop. The landlord... What kind of a person is he? Is he infected or not? Will he really sell the shop to me? He's selling it to me so cheap. Could it be a scam? Is he doing this because, like everyone else, he just wants to make fun of me, to humiliate me? M-Maybe Quercus isn't Infected either... Maybe they're in on this together, just to... Susie: Ahhh! What am I thinking! I smack my face hard. I'm using pain to suppress these shameful, despicable emotions. Susie: Don't be like this, Susie! This is hideous! I stare into the mirror. The only thing that can be heard inside the quiet shop is the clock's ticking. It's like torture. Quercus: Susie! Are you there? Susie: Ehhh?! Quercus: Watch your Arts! Quercus: What's the matter with you? What are you so scared of? Did something happen? Susie: No... I'm okay! Good morning, Miss Quercus. Quercus: (Doubtful glare) Quercus: Look at those dark circles under your eyes! Quercus: What's wrong? Did you not sleep well? Susie: Hahaha... I was a little nervous. Bitter Root: Good morning, Miss Susie. Susie: Oh! Mr. Root! Sorry, I didn't see... Susie: Huh? What time is it? Susie: Oh, sorry, Mr. Root. We aren't open today. Did you need something? Bitter Root: You haven't told her yet, Quercus? Quercus: Oh, you're right. I haven't. Susie: Huh? Quercus: I forgot to mention it, but he's the landlord who owns the shop. Susie: Eh? Susie: Ehhh?? Susie: Mr. Root's the landlord? So the previous owners signed their contracts with Mr. Root?! Bitter Root: It's a long story... Anyway, Rhodes Island actually owns this property. Bitter Root: I've heard the details from Quercus. Miss Susie, you want to buy the store, is that right? Bitter Root: Permit me to ask, then. What kind of business do you want to run here? Susie: Business? Susie: Oh! Business! Susie: ...... Susie: M-My father was a hairdresser. Susie: When I was little, he often said... we shouldn't change our attitude towards life just because we're poor. Susie: Hairdressing may seem trivial, but if someone's putting in the effort to keep themselves groomed, then they must still carry the will to live. Susie: That's why I thought... Susie: It would be nice... to open a hair salon in the Infected community. Bitter Root: Hairdressing, huh...? For the Infected? Bitter Root: That sounds very nice. Bitter Root: It's a deal, then! Someone will come to sort out the contract later. Susie: Eh? That's it? Bitter Root: We've known each other for a long time, haven't we? You'll be fine, Susie. Susie: My own shop... It feels like... I'm dreaming. Susie: That reminds me. Where will you go now, Miss Quercus? Are you going to leave the city? Quercus: Oh, don't look at me like that. It's not like I won't ever come back. Quercus: I'll stop by every now and then. I have lots of friends in town, you know? Bitter Root: Oh, and one last thing. Bitter Root: Susie, Quercus got you a little gift. Susie: A gift? Huh? Quercus: Come, Susie. Everyone's waiting for you. Quercus: Congratulations! Grani: You did it, Susie! Susie: Officer Grani! Why are you here?! Stone the Infected: Alright! Now Sparky's the owner! Make sure you keep the booze we like on the taps! Red: Congratulations, Susie. Susie: Mr. Red! Aren't you supposed to be working?! Stone the Infected: Oh, we took the day off. We weren't going to miss the moment you took over the shop. James the Worker: That's right. I've been coming here every day for the last few years now. I probably know this place better than I do my own home. Bean the Infected: Your wife could give you a good socking for that. Quercus: Alrighty, then. Miss Susie, our new owner, the shop is all yours! Susie: ...... Sob... Quercus: Oh, why are you tearing up? Don't cry! James the Worker: Yeah, no crying. James the Worker: Life's been hard for all of us lately. It's not often we get something to celebrate, yeah? James the Worker: Cheer up! Bean the Infected: Anyway, it doesn't matter what you turn the place into. I'll be here. Grani: Hahaha... What's this? Tears of joy? Susie: (Breaking up) Miss Quercus... I... Quercus: Okay, okay now. No more tears... My dream— To the Infected, dreams are distant and unattainable. My dream has always been to have my own shop, my own life. So I wouldn't have to be a burden on my family anymore. And now, my dream is about to come true. It's an unimaginable luxury for an Infected. Does that make me lucky? November 24th, 1097, 6:35 A.M. Smoke... A thick layer of smoke spreads from a corner of the Infected community, breaking the morning tranquility. Guards Member: Evacuate the nearby residents first! Guards Member: You there, quit dawdling about! Nothing to see here! Firefighter: Over here! The fire's still going! Firefighter: Check again for casualties! This is the Infected community! Firefighter: Look for any traces of Originium, like damaged appliances! Firefighter: Don't let any activated dust spread! Guards Member: Bloody hell... Why's somebody setting fires around here?! Susie: Why... Guards Member: Evacuate everyone first! Hey, you, Feline over there! What are you doing?! Smoke... The smoke and scorched stench fill the air. The burning leather and timber crack apart in the lingering heat. Firefighter: Don't run in there! Are you daft?! Guards Member: Hold her back! Susie: Why... The girl is unwilling to believe what she sees before her. She wants to close her eyes. This has to be a dream. This has to be a bad dream. Right. The moment she opens her eyes, she'll be free of this nightmare. Yes, when she open her eyes, she'll be greeted by the same old ceiling. A new day awaits her. A new day with her own shop. But the shop before her is nothing but a pile of rubble engulfed in flames. Of the sign that once read 'Green Spark,' nothing remains but a few burnt fragments. It matches the walls and ceiling, long since rendered ash. Before her eyes lies what was once her dreams, her hopes, and her future. All of it now buried in this burning rubble. Susie: Why...? The will that once helped the Feline girl through countless tribulations can support her small body no longer. She falls to her knees. The scorching ashes burns her hands and legs. The broken fragments cut through her skin. In the ruins of despair, an Infected lost everything. And so the blaze is extinguished.
3:23 P.M. \ Clear Underneath a nondescript oak tree, outside the nomadic town of Wolumonde, Leithanien ???: ...... Tatjana: Schultz Severin... This is your third pack of the day. Severin: Schultz? Tatjana: Oh, sorry, Uncle... Severin: I need my tobacco. You're right, of course. Alcohol and tobacco are bad habits. Don't be like me. Tatjana: But your cough keeps getting worse. Severin: We're off the clock. No need to be so formal. How many times have I told you? Never mind. He looks away. The burned tents, the weeds growing out of control. He flicks the ash from his cigarette. He hoped to find some peace and quiet in his solitude, even if it was just a change of his title. Sigh... They made you come all the way out here! Severin: The bunch of old schemers. They won't even come to me themselves. They send out a little girl to get hurt——Cough cough, cough cough! Tatjana: Calm down, Uncle! I volunteered. I thought it would be better to tell you myself. Wheeze——cough cough, cough cough—— Tatjana: You really have to quit smoking and drinking. Look how bad you've gotten... Severin: I've more or less figured it out. Damn it. Tatjana: Well, there was a heated discussion back in council. The young people hid in the parlor. No one dared to speak. Tatjana: No, no one helped me. I couldn't convince anyone on my own. I'm sorry. Severin: The situation has been tense since the town went off course. We don't need to be standing on ceremony anymore. Not that anyone would listen to students and kids, even if they did speak up. Severin: And then what happened? Tatjana: The councilors agreed that because it was impossible to distinguish between Infected and the state of their infection, it's better safe than sorry... Severin: ...... Tatjana: The bodies need to be buried outside the town. And of course... no funerals. Sigh... Tatjana: I... I'm sorry... Severin: But some of them are people of Wolumonde. Our own. We can't just abandon them. Severin: Eckehard was the best tailor in town. He took over the shop from his father. We wouldn't have weddings without him. Severin: And poor Biederman. He lost his job as a Catastrophe Messenger because of the Great Rift. But he's trying to atone. He is strong. Severin: Kevin wasn't Infected. He worked hard for his wife. He was a good husband. Severin: And Thorwald, he——cough cough, hack cough—— Tatjana: No more smoking, Schultz. Thor even said so. Severin: Can you accept it, child? Honestly? Forget what the old schemers think. Tatjana: I... I don't know... Tatjana: I just want Thor to be buried so he can rest in peace. I don't want people treating him like he's a threat when he's already dead... to be tossed out there... to the elements. Severin: Alright. Tatjana: Why do we have to treat them like that? We never did anything like that before. Tatjana: And that Oripathy doctor. She was incredible. She refused to abandon Wolumonde. All four of them have the right to a decent burial, but—— Severin: Putting them together with the Infected—— Tatjana: We should just be blaming the fire. Severin: I know. Severin: But... But let's save that for later. For now, we can't just dump their remains. Severin: I contacted the nearest Gendarmerie, and they will have experts on the rescue team to assist with the investigation. Until then, we'll keep the bodies where I can care for them. Severin: Once we have specialists on scene, we can treat the dead with appropriate care. Tatjana: We can still get help? Severin: They could be a month out, depending on the exact length of the rift. It could honestly be several months. Tatjana: Wolumonde is getting worse and worse every day now that we're off course. Everyone is saying we'll have to head around the whole Great Rift to get back on track. Tatjana: But if the Great Rift is that big, if the detour is too long... Severin: Anyway, we have to wait. Severin: Give me a minute with Thor. I think... I think I'm entitled to that. Severin: If the old schemers want to leave my boy in the middle of nowhere, they'll have to shoot their own Schultz. Severin: They'll have to shoot me. Tatjana: They won't! We all know how much you've done for the town! Severin: ...No, forget I said that. Severin: I can't say that at a time like this. The Schultz can't talk like that. We have work to do. Tatjana: But Thor is still your son! Severin: Tatjana, you go back and tell them. Tell them... Severin: Tell them... Severin: Tell them I agree. Cough. I agree with them. Cough cough cough, cough* cough—— ???: ...... Armed Infected: They came back. ???: Hm. Armed Infected: Thanks to the locals, we were able to slip into the nearby town and replenish our supplies. Armed Infected: The hunters will be back soon. Hope we get something today. I'm sick of sandworms. Two days is enough. ???: Hm. ???: How about water? Armed Infected: Not an issue. Gotta thank them for that too. Armed Infected: But seriously, I don't like talking to them. I always feel like they're looking down on me. ???: Hm. Armed Infected: It looks like Wolumonde is going to start migrating again soon. We have to see some results by then. ???: We have help. It will be good. Armed Infected: Help...? Maybe. Armed Infected: But I don't trust the local Infected. They're just out for revenge. Armed Infected: Leithanien is better to the Infected than most places are. And since everyone here uses Arts, they don't have much reason to fear or persecute them. Armed Infected: And isn't it enough that the Infected can have a decent life here without being sent straight to the gallows? Armed Infected: I think they're just a bunch of thugs, stealing our name for their own purposes— ???: Name? ???: What's in... a name? Armed Infected: Erm... ???: We don't trust them... fine. But... who do we trust? Who should we trust? Armed Infected: Can you stop talking so creepily? Whatever you say, captain. ???: ...Thank you. ???: Oh, a leaf. It fell on your head... Armed Infected: Huh? What? ???: A few boxes of dried meat. Fresh-picked fruit. Water. It's early autumn. Still a long way to winter... ???: We have time. Armed Infected: Okay. You're still kind of confusing me with that talk. Armed Infected: Anyway, it's your call when to start the war. ???: War? No... Armed Infected: Huh? ???: Look. The hunters are back. ???: Seems our food will be better tonight. Armed Infected: I hope so. We should eat more meat while we can. Food is going to be a big problem come winter. ???: ...... ???: Did Bob ever write back? Armed Infected: Haven't heard from him since we got to Leithanien... Erm, by the way, I've been meaning to ask... Armed Infected: Like, was his code name 'Bob' and they started calling him 'Big Bob' because he's a big guy, or was he 'Big Bob' from the start? ???: ...I don't remember. Armed Infected: Whatever. They're bounty hunters. Maybe they found the treasure. ???: Treasure. Hm. ???: It would be nice... if there was a treasure to help us too. Folinic: It's been 27 days! Folinic: How could she take so long to make contact? She's obsessed with punctuality! Folinic: ...... Folinic: Atro... where are you...? Suzuran: Folinic? Folinic: Oh, Lisa... Err, I'm supposed to call you Operator Suzuran now, huh? Folinic: It's a good code name. Suzuran: Hehe, thanks! Suzuran: You've been watching the communication room for 20 hours now. Aren't you going to take a break? Folinic: Has it been that long? Suzuran: Yes! So please go to the break room and get some rest. I'll take over for you. Folinic: Okay... It's really been that long... Suzuran: Still no word from Atro? Folinic: None yet. I already put in an application to go to Leithanien. If Amiya approves, I'll leave right away. Suzuran: Leithanien? Don't you have work to do? Folinic: She's my classmate, and my best friend. I can't... I won't abandon her. Folinic: Atro's last contact was with the office in northern Leithanien. Unless something big happened, she wouldn't go far from there. Suzuran: Then I'll go too! Folinic: No. Suzuran: Huh?! Harsh... Suzuran: You- you just want to find Atro, right? It won't be dangerous? Folinic: Who knows what the situation could be. Suzuran: That's okay! I'm a fully accredited operator now, and a student of Dr. Kal'tsit! Suzuran: And I can't stand seeing my big sister Folinic's worried face all the time! I have to do something! Sigh. I never imagined little Lisa would worry about me someday. Everything's all out of order lately. Suzuran: Big or small, we all have worries. Folinic: Well, okay! I reported in to the local branch office anyway. If anything goes wrong, they'll send help. Folinic: Let's just wait for Amiya's approval and then we'll go together. But you'll have to stay close by me. Suzuran: A message? Is it Atro? Folinic: ...... Folinic: No. It's a brief, sent by an operator in Leithanien who received our message. Suzuran: Folinic? Folinic: Atro was spotted in a small town in Leithanien... And about one month ago... Folinic: That town suffered a Catastrophe.
Everything you could ever want is right here. The moment of peace you've longed for. A land without warfare, the embrace of your mother. Your consciousness expands limitlessly, breaking its shackles. You are free. Option_1: What is freedom? Option_2: I'm free! Broadly speaking, to be free is a relative state, free from constraints. However, people who say this are often constrained by their flesh. But you are truly free. That's right, my dear friend. You are free, and you forever will be. You are a resolute stone in the river of time. Though your responsibilities, fate, desires, and attachments may all be washed away, you, and only you, will always exist here. You are beholden to nothing, and nothing is beholden to you. Option_1: There is nothing better than this! Option_2: Responsibilities. Fate. Desires. Attachments... You understand everything. Right now, you are speaking to an unfathomable being. Gaze in awe and offer up your purest blood. Or maybe you have merely been hit on the head and fallen into a state of unconsciousness. You are simply carrying out a meaningless conversation with an imaginary self. Option_3: I want to build my kingdom here! Option_4: No, on second thought, I'm more of a masochist. A wise decision, my King. This place is broader than Terra itself, and you can build whatever you wish here. First of all, let's found a country. How about naming it the Land of Existence? The country raised on the banks of Nothingness shall last a thousand years—— Oh, pardon me. It seems that our noble cause must come to an end here. Like a ray of light that shines through the curtains, a strong sense of discomfort suddenly invades your consciousness. You love pain. You like exhaustion. You enjoy plunging into the flames. You relish getting hurt. Smart people are forever seeking a failure that is just right, some loss that can be aptly contained. They believe this is the best way to help themselves grow. Do not become conceited, my dear Secretary of the Nothingness Department. Well then. Firstly, let's grant you some of that pain that you love oh so much—— From every nook and cranny of your flesh, comes the sensation of extreme soreness. Soldier, you have borne countless pains, witnessed innumerable failures. There is little that brings you joy. But that is exactly what has allowed you to come this far. They are a poison, shackles upon your self. They will never let you know peace. Some things can never be taken back. Some things you need not burden yourself with. Option_5: You're right. It's time for me to rest. Option_6: No, there are people waiting for me. Yes, my dear. That is how it should be. Relax. I will sing to you a lullaby, and you shall rest in eternal sleep, undisturbed forevermore. And yet, just as you fall into slumber, a powerful sensation assaults you——pain! Ah, I see. I do admit they are all good children. But did you ever consider that even without you, those kids will still be able to move forward? You are not responsible for them. Your responsibilities. Your fate. Your desires. Your connection to them. Are they but a delusion of yours? ...Fine. Since you have already made your decision, I shall grant you a surprise. That's right, it is none other than the pain you love so much! From every nook and cranny of your flesh, comes the sensation of extreme soreness. What follows is a distant yet familiar voice. ? ??: ...D-Doctor! Amiya? No, no. This voice is far more mature than Amiya's. ? ??: Still sleeping after all this time, huh? Why do you do this to me? ...Far more violent, too. You feel several slaps on what seems to be your cheeks. It would appear they are willing to practice what they preach. ? ??: That didn't do the trick... Hmm, what should I do? Since Amiya isn't here, guess I'll just give the Doctor a few rounds of the whirlwind. ? ??: Whirlwind? Is it fun? I want to play too! It seems they are preparing some extreme measures now. Also, the voice that just cut in carries a hint of innocence. The problem? In this situation, the wonderful trait of innocence belies a sense of commitment. Option_1: No, I want to go back! Option_2: Open my eyes Oh, woe. Some journeys cannot be undertaken by your will alone. You have already lost the chance to step out on this journey. Fret not, however, for such chances remain plentiful. Now, let us open our eyes... Ceobe: Gavial, how do we play the whirlwind? Gavial: What you want to do is grab the person's legs or hands, then start spinning in a circle. Gavial: When you're ready, just let go. Ceobe: It sounds really fun! I want to try! Gavial: Sure. I'll just catch the Doctor after... Oh? Gavial: Doctor, you're finally awake. Ceobe: Ah, it's the Doctor! Gavial: Kay, don't tackle the Doctor like that. Crush those organs and that one won't stay with us for long. Ceobe: Oh, sorry, Doctor! Option_1: Are you both alright? Option_2: ...... Option_3: Was that you who just slapped me? Gavial: I'm fine. This isn't high enough to scare me. Ceobe: I'm fine too! Gavial: Uh oh. Don't tell me you tripped and lost your memory again, Doctor. Option_4: I have amnesia. Option_5: And who might you be, Ma'am? Gavial: Don't forget, I'm a doctor too. The real, medical kind. Gavial: But if you're cracking jokes, I guess you're good. Gavial: Sure did. Gavial: Anyway, Doctor, let me catch you up on what happened while you were napping. Gavial: Short version is: we crashed. Ceobe: We fell from a very high place! Whooooosh——! Kaboom! Like that. Option_1: Please elaborate. Option_2: ...... Option_3: I want the whole story! Gavial: Tch, fine. Basically, Doctor, you're bad luck. During the attack, something exploded by your seat and you slammed into the wall there and passed out. Gavial: Don't worry, I took care of your wounds. Nothing major. Besides, you're healthier now than when you first showed up at Rhodes Island. Nice work, Doctor. Ceobe: Urk... Sorry, Doctor. I should have caught you, but the loud noises scared me... Gavial: Can't blame you for that. To be honest, I never would have expected these bastards to have anti-air weapons. Option_1: So you thought someone would attack us? Gavial: Sure. Did I forget to tell you? My people love to fight, not that any of them could take me. Option_1: What about the others? Gavial: When we were going down, everybody else jumped early to stabilize our altitude. Gavial: Ceobe and I jumped last, to stick with you. Gavial: Oh, and Lancet-2 should still be on the aircraft. Option_1: Where's the aircraft? Gavial: I think it's that way. Should be just over the hill. Option_1: Let's go check on it. Gavial: Sure. Gavial: See? The aircraft's right there. Gavial: Oh? That's a lot of smoke. It's not in good shape. Gavial: I guess it's still fixable, though. Ceobe: Doctor, Gavial, there's people with the aircraft! Gavial: Hm? That's... Lancet-2: Please do not approach me. Though I am responsible for protecting Rhodes Island property, I am just a medical tool... Nnng... Archosauria A: Hey, I think this machine is talking. Archosauria B: Yeah, not only did such an amazing machine fall from the sky, there's another machine that can talk inside it! Archosauria C: Do you think there's a person inside? Archosauria A: No idea. Why don't we bring it back? Leader's sure to like it. Archosauria B: Sure, let's take it! Lancet-2: Help! Gavial: Stop right there! Archosauria A: ...&% (Who's there?!) Gavial: You got a death wish? Laying your grubby hands on our stuff. Archosauria A: ...¥%%# (Who says it's your stuff? It fell from the sky! ) Archosauria B: @#%...& (Yeah, that's right! Finders keepers! ) Gavial: Keh, they have a point. Option_1: Gavial, what're they saying? Gavial: Hm? Ah, right. I forgot you guys don't speak the language. Gavial: We're in Sargon, but no one here speaks standard Sargonian. Gavial: I'll translate anything anyone says to you. Gavial: And for the rest, just use your intuition! Archosauria A: ...&*# (What are you whispering about, you bastards! ) Gavial: I said: if this stuff is yours, I just have to beat you up and it'll all be mine! Archosauria B: &&......! @ (What? This woman is so damned full of herself. Get her, boys! )
Prelim MC: Well, if this isn't a shocker! Who could have known this would happen during the highly-anticipated scrimmage preliminaries?! Prelim MC: Two non-participants who joined the fray out of nowhere ended up our final victors! Prelim MC: Mr. Pancho, is something like this going to fly?! Pancho: Ahem... Indeed, this rarely happens in our competitions, and, in principle, we prefer our contestants follow the competition's rules. Prelim MC: It's very regrettable, then... Pancho: However. Pancho: It isn't so bad for something like this to happen once in a while. Prelim MC: Right! Ahem, it's very regrettable, then! I am afraid we have bad news for our other contestants! Lin Yühsia: Heh, looks like the MC's pretty good at thinking on the fly. He was about to say we were disqualified. Ch'en: Maybe. Ch'en: Looks like we barged into some competition venue. Ch'en: If I remember correctly, this is the Smash Splash Preliminaries. Prelim MC: But don't forget the whole point of the competitions is to bring joy to the people! Prelim MC: Although the two of them did not go through the proper procedures to join our competition, thanks to their extraordinary skills and flawless teamwork, they survived until the very end! Prelim MC: What a fantastic turn of events! Let us give these ladies a huge round of applause for their performance! Lin Yühsia: He said our teamwork was flawless. Were we even working together? Ch'en: I sure hope not. Sigh... how did this happen? Lin Yühsia: Dad, what's the story behind this invitation...? Rat King: Another year, another letter, eh? That woman doesn't know when to give up. Lin Yühsia: What woman? Give up on what? Lin Yühsia: Is this something I should tell Mom? Rat King: Settle down. It's one of the mayors from that commercial city alliance. Some ten years ago, Wei Yenwu was still in the mood to go visit himself. These days, they only talk to each other via Messenger. Rat King: But she's not one to take no for an answer. She sends both of us invitation letters to go visit around this time every year. Lin Yühsia: Commercial alliance... The one in Columbia? Rat King: No, it's in Bolívar. You heard of it before. She's the mayor there. Lin Yühsia: Dossoles... Candela Sanchez? Lin Yühsia: I heard that place is a money sink... Are you not going? Rat King: It's halfway across the world, and what would I do there? My arms and legs are too old for that kind of abuse. Rat King: Besides, even if I were in the mood for a trip, it's meaningless if Wei Yenwu doesn't go. Lin Yühsia: That's right. The one they want to butter up to is the Chief of Lungmen, Mr. Wei, and it's true that he doesn't have the luxury to take a trip now, given all the responsibilities on his shoulders. Lin Yühsia: Please don't sell yourself short either, Dad. If you were to take a trip, we wouldn't have anyone look after the flowers at the shop, and the uncles would have one less person to play chess with. Rat King: Seoi neoi. So that's how you compare me to Wei Yenwu. Rat King: Our cities have a trade agreement. If Wei Yenwu had his heart set on going, he'd go. He's sick of Dossoles, and it's certainly not worth visiting. Rat King: And if Wei Yenwu isn't going, then I'm not going either. Lin Yühsia: Okay, I understand. I'll toss the invitation, then. Rat King: Hm? A phone call from Lady Fumizuki? Fumizuki: Mr. Lin, it's me. Rat King: Lady Fumizuki, to what do I owe the pleasure? Lin Yühsia: A phone call from Lady Fumizuki? I'll give you the room... Fumizuki: Is that Yühsia? Ask her to stay. This has to do with her as well. Rat King: Yühsia, stay. Lin Yühsia: Alright. Fumizuki: Mr. Lin, I'm sure you, too, received the invitation? Rat King: As always. Is something the matter? Fumizuki: Personally, I am quite fond of the idea of going on a holiday there, but you know how Yenwu is. You couldn't find a lazier person if you tried. Rat King: Of course. But it seems you have a different idea? Fumizuki: I would like Yühsia to visit the city in Yenwu's stead. Rat King: That's... Fumizuki: I will persuade Yenwu. You needn't worry. Rat King: Absolutely, you are the boss, after all. But that's not what concerns me... Rat King: I'll get to the point. It's far too soon for Yühsia to take on so much responsibility. Lin Yühsia: Dad, what did Lady Fumizuki say? Rat King: She wants you to go to Dossoles in Wei Yenwu's stead. Lin Yühsia: I'll go. Rat King: Yühsia. Lin Yühsia: ...... Lin Yühsia: I am going. Fumizuki: Mr. Lin? Rat King: Fine, if my daughter wants to go on a trip, is it her father's place to say no? Rat King: She can go. Fumizuki: Very well. Yühsia, make sure to pack for a long trip. Lin Yühsia: I will. Rat King: Yühsia. Lin Yühsia: I'll bring you some souvenirs, Dad. Sigh... Nei go sei seoi neoi ah... Rat King: Alright, then. It's settled. Get yourself ready for the trip. You will be away for some time. Have your mother help you pack. Lin Yühsia: Alright. Rat King: If this is what Lady Fumizuki wants, I am sure there is more to it than we know. A holiday... Does this have something to do with Ch'en? Rat King: Whatever... No use thinking about it so much. It's not like she'd want to pull any strings to take advantage of Yühsia, what with how fond of the youngsters she is. Rat King: That aside... Sigh. Rat King: Looks like there's no keeping her home when she's all grown up. Wei Yenwu: Fumizuki, did you arrange for Lin Yühsia's trip to Dossoles? Fumizuki: I did. Wei Yenwu: ...... Fumizuki: What's the problem? They invited us not because they had any actual business to discuss with you. It's just a vacation trip. Wei Yenwu: You wanted to send Hui-chieh, didn't you? Fumizuki: That's right. I was never trying to hide it from you, however. Wei Yenwu: If Lin Yühsia is my representative there, Hui-chieh will get to take it easy and have as much fun as she wants, but... Fumizuki: Ch'en is at Rhodes Island right now. Although I trust them, I have no way of knowing how she is doing there. Fumizuki: Besides, I know our little Ch'en is in no position to represent you right now. Yühsia, on the other hand, always does a good job with everything. She is the perfect substitute. Wei Yenwu: The Rat King's daughter won't necessarily become the Rat King herself. Fumizuki: If that's what she wants, then give her a chance, and if she manages to seize the opportunity, it just shows how capable she is. Fumizuki: Or will the venerable Chief Wei send all of Lungmen's forces after me, a frail lady, for overstepping my boundaries? Wei Yenwu: You know I always listen to you when I make these decisions. It's just... Wei Yenwu: You've met Candela. Hui-chieh and Yühsia are still far too young to handle her. Fumizuki: For how often you call me a worrywart, it certainly seems like you are the biggest in the room. Fumizuki: If it wasn't for your personality, perhaps you could've found yourself on better terms with our little Ch'en. Wei Yenwu: We are not discussing this right now, Fumizuki. Sigh, Dossoles is famous not only in Bolívar, but all across the world, and it is in no small part because of her. She is no ordinary woman. Fumizuki: We've been there before. It's a city you could never have imagined in a thousand years. Fumizuki: Given she built it singlehandedly, it's no wonder that you fear her, both as the Chief of Lungmen and from a personal standpoint. Wei Yenwu: You agree with me, then... Fumizuki: But you big shots are always so calculating, trying to get the upper hand over each other, and it's always the first thing that crosses your mind when meeting anyone. Fumizuki: If I have to say, I saw it the moment I laid my eyes on Candela. She's the kind of person who's capable of many things. Bad things. But she definitely won't do anything that puts Ch'en and Yühsia in harm's way. Fumizuki: You think she will be a bad example for the children, but I think there's no better place to send them. Wei Yenwu: ...... Fumizuki: If you are so worried, Yühsia most likely hasn't left for Dossoles yet, and I haven't sent the letter out to Ch'en either. There is still time. Wei Yenwu: ... Wei Yenwu: Fine, we'll do as you say. Ch'en: Hm, I spotted a few Rhodes Islanders just now, I think...? Don't tell me they came to Siesta too... Ch'en: Guess I'll go find out in a minute. Ch'en: Who is it? Shirayuki: Miss Ch'en, sorry to interrupt your vacation. Ch'en: Shirayuki? What are you doing here? Shirayuki: I have a letter for you from the Princess. It's of the utmost importance. Ch'en: Did something happen in Lungmen?! Shirayuki: Not at all. Please, read the letter. Ch'en: Where is it...? Shirayuki: Here. Ch'en: There's an invitation inside...? I'll start with the letter. Dear Ch'en, It's been a long while. Are you doing well at Rhodes Island? Have you been eating right and getting enough rest? Ch'en: She's always such a worrywart. Here's the thing. I am sure you have already found attached with the letter an invitation. It was sent to us by the mayor of a Bolívarian city. Alas, we don't have the time to make this visit ourselves, so after I discussed this with Yenwu, we would like you to visit the city in our place. Ch'en: ...... The city is named Dossoles; you might have heard of it. There is a large artificial lake there and many entertainment facilities. It's a great place for a holiday. I am sure the fatigue must be adding up with how Rhodes Island is sending you everywhere. You should take this chance to get some rest. I will talk to Rhodes Island, so you needn't worry. From, Wei Fumizuki Ch'en: But... I'm on a holiday right now. Shirayuki: It would seem the princess isn't aware of this. Ch'en: Right. Still, Dossoles, huh...? Shirayuki, do you know how far away that is? Shirayuki: The city is in northwestern Bolívar. If you leave now, it will take roughly fifteen days. Ch'en: There's no date on the invitation. Looks like any time will do for them... Shirayuki: Will you accept, Miss Ch'en? Ch'en: How could I say no to her kindness? All I have to do is take my holiday elsewhere. Shirayuki: I, Shirayuki, will pass on your thanks to Lady Fumizuki, Miss Ch'en. Ch'en: I've told you this more times than I can count, Shirayuki. We're both operators. Stop it with the 'Miss.' Shirayuki: And my answer will remain the same, Miss. You will always be Miss Ch'en to me. Ch'en: Eh, whatever. Ch'en: Are you coming? Shirayuki: No, I'm afraid I have other matters I must attend to. My apologies. Ch'en: Alright, looks like it's a solo trip for me again. Shirayuki: On another note, it seems that the Doctor and a few other operators have come to this city after completing their mission. If you would like, perhaps you should meet with them before you depart. Ch'en: Hm? So I guess my eyes didn't deceive me. Ch'en: Well, I'll pass. I'll see them when I'm back at Rhodes Island. Shirayuki: Indeed. Now... Ch'en: Not so fast, Shirayuki. You have the time to at least stay the evening, don't you? Have dinner with me tonight. We'll head out together tomorrow morning. Shirayuki: As you wish, Miss. Ch'en: Finally. So this is Dossoles... Ch'en: It's just like they say. Stepping into the city is enough to make you forget you're in Bolívar. Ch'en: In any case, I should first... Bodyguard: Excuse me, but are you Miss Ch'en Hui-chieh? Ch'en: That's me, and you would be...? Bodyguard: The mayor instructed me to await your arrival here. Ch'en: I'm only here for a holiday. Let's not go through all that trouble. Bodyguard: No, the mayor specifically instructed us to contact her as soon as you arrive. Please give me just a moment. Bodyguard: This is Control Point No. 2. We have successfully intercepted Miss Ch'en Hui-chieh. Bodyguard: Yes... Okay, understood. Bodyguard: Please come with us. The mayor would like to meet with you. Sigh, fine. Bodyguard: Please go on in, Miss Ch'en. Ch'en: ... ???: Miss Ch'en Hui-chieh, looks like you made it here first. ???: I've long heard that the L.G.D. Special Inspection Unit Chief is a young lady of extraordinary talent. Meeting you in person has only proven that those are no mere rumors. Ch'en: You... must be the mayor, Lady Sanchez? Candela: Yes, that's right. I am Candela Sancheze, the mayor of Dossoles. Ch'en: You speak Yanese pretty well. Candela: I've always wanted to cozy up to Mr. Wei, but he hasn't been back since ten years ago. I haven't had much use for my Yanese, even after all the time I spent learning it. Ch'en: Lady Sanchez, I'm just here on vacation. I am not representing anyone. Candela: Please, call me Candela. You may even call me Auntie, if you want. After all, it's long been my wish to become Chief Wei's sworn sister. Ch'en: I will pass, Lady San... Candela. Candela: Hahaha... Candela: The way you talk, and the way you frown. My, my, you look just like he did when he was still young. Candela: But I have to say, he was much more heroic than you are now. Ch'en: I'm not much related to Chief Wei... Candela: Don't worry. I understand. Candela: You have nothing to worry about, my lovely niece. Lady Fumizuki has already told me that you won't be representing anyone, and you will have no burdens on your shoulders. Candela: Have some fun. As long as I'm here, there is nothing that can hurt you in this city. Ch'en: Thank you for your kindness, then. Ch'en: You said I made it here first. Is someone else coming? Candela: Right! Wouldn't you say it's a coincidence? She's coming from Lungmen, while you came here from Siesta, and both of you are arriving on the same day. Ch'en: Who? Candela: Hmm? Candela: Oh, looks like Lady Fumizuki's hiding something from you, even though you are bound to find out. Candela: Ch'en, my lovely niece, I'm sure you already know, but there are certain formalities that Chief Wei and I must follow given our position, even if we'd rather not. Candela: I actually wouldn't have minded if Chief Wei had sent just any old lout off the street... Well, I guess maybe he'd still have to put a little thought into it. Someone like you, perhaps? I would honor them with the same hospitality as I am showing you now. Candela: And why does it matter? I invited the Weis and the Rat King here for a holiday. Candela: But he knows that will not do, and so do I. Candela: He is free to not come, but he must send someone of status. Or it would be tantamount to the Chief of Lungmen disrespecting the Mayor of Dossoles. Candela: You would've seen countless headlines in the newspapers of both cities, and way too many things would get unnecessarily problematic. Ch'en: So what you are saying is Chief Wei sent someone of sufficient status to represent him. Candela: That's right. Ch'en: Is it Hoshiguma? No, maybe Swire...? Candela: Wrong on both counts. Ch'en: Then... Bodyguard: Ma'am, she's here. Candela: There's your answer. Lin Yühsia: Lady Candela Sanchez, esteemed mayor of Dossoles, on behalf of the Chief of Lungmen Wei... Ch'en: Lin Yühsia?! Lin Yühsia: Ch'en Hui-chieh?! Ch'en & Lin Yühsia: What are you doing here?! Lin Yühsia: Oh... I get it. No wonder Lady Fumizuki sent me. Ch'en: So you're Wei Yenwu's representative. Candela: Looks like you two are acquainted. That's wonderful. Ch'en: We used to be classmates. That's it. Lin Yühsia: She's a friend of a friend. We barely know each other. Candela: In that case, wouldn't this be the perfect opportunity for you to reconnect? Candela: Anyway, Lin, my dear niece. Candela: Just like my niece Ch'en here, you may call me by my given name. No need to be so formal. Candela: Even though you're here to represent Chief Wei, you don't need to think too much about such things. No burdens on your shoulders. Candela: All you need to do is enjoy this city I'm so proud of. Lin Yühsia: Understood... Candela: Oh, and two more things. Lin Yühsia: Please, by all means. Candela: First, I heard that both of you are very bright and can more than hold your own in a fight, that you girls are capable of great things. Candela: So I have an extra fun activity prepared just for you two, my beautiful nieces. Ch'en: Activity? Candela: Before I explain, do you know anything about our city's biggest event of this time? Ch'en: The championship that's going on right now? Candela: That's right. Candela: Dossoles's greatest feature, and indeed what it is known for all across the world, is the 'ocean' that surrounds us, and this ship sailing its waters. Candela: It's a piece of renovated Iberian technology. It took much blood, sweat and tears to complete. It's one of my finest masterpieces. Lin Yühsia: Including the statue on the ship's bow? Candela: Hahaha, that's just my own little addition. Candela: As for the water of this 'sea,' it's all sourced from the actual, vast ocean to the north. Candela: The water gets dirty and starts to stink after a while, so we replace the ocean water at least twice a year. Candela: And this season is when most of us here head to the beach. That's why we have the water replaced around this time. Candela: Changing the water is in itself a mundane process. Not only that, but we even have to take away a day of fun from our esteemed guests. Candela: Nonetheless, I don't want to have our guests play in any filthy seawater either. It would be an insult to Dossoles's fame. Candela: And that's how the Dossoles Warrior Champion came to be. Candela: This is a variety competition event that takes place all across the city, and it is entirely sponsored by me, at my expense. Candela: I will have someone give you a more detailed explanation later if you would like to know more. Candela: What you need to know is that the competition's victor will get to press the button that starts the water changing process. It's an honor that's unique to this city alone. Lin Yühsia: So you turned something that used to be trouble into a huge event... Candela: Hahaha, that's exactly right. Candela: To tell the truth, I'm very happy that the two of you made it before the competition began. Candela: I heard you were vacationing in Siesta before you left for our city, Ch'en? Ch'en: Yes. Candela: What do you think of the music festival there? Ch'en: I don't know much about music, but it was pretty lively. Candela: Haha, I've met their mayor as well. You could say he, too, is trying his best for his city. Candela: Sadly, he doesn't have what it takes to be the master of a city. Candela: Besides, a music festival is nothing compared to my championship! Hahaha! Candela: It looks like you two can handle yourself in a competition. If you're interested, perhaps you would consider joining the fray. Candela: Oh, but if I'm not mistaken, the prelims will be over soon. If you are throwing your hat in the ring, don't wait much longer. Candela: If the two of you win together as a team, not only will you brighten Chief Wei's day, you will also get a special present from me. Lin Yühsia: I'm not sure about teaming up, but we will give it some thought. Ch'en: Now what was that extra activity you mentioned? Candela: Oh, look at how forgetful I am. This fun activity has to do with the championship. Candela: Sometime last week, my men busted an explosives and universal Originium circuits smuggling scheme. Candela: I let a lot of things happen within my borders, but that isn't one of them. You should keep this in mind, too. Ch'en: I don't think we'll need any. Candela: Hahaha, of course. Just joking. Candela: Normally, there would be nothing remotely fun about weapon smuggling, though, as you know, the championship is right around the corner. Ch'en: So you don't have enough manpower? Looks like they picked an interesting time to try to smuggle weapons into the city... Lin Yühsia: They are probably trying to pull something funny at the competition. I suggest we start with any gray areas. Candela: Very good. Looks like I made the right decision to prepare this little activity for you two. It's wonderful that you're already interested. Candela: Anyway, if you feel you aren't having as much fun as you'd like at any point during your stay here, you could try your hand at the investigation. For fun. Ch'en: Investigating this... for fun? Candela: Right, and especially for you, Ch'en. I know you love solving a good case. Ch'en: Are you not concerned that your city is under threat? Candela: Concerned? Ch'en, my girl, you don't understand. Candela: As long as I'm here, no one can threaten this city. Candela: You are free to forget all about this mission and enjoy your vacation, or join in the competitions. Candela: And even if it leads to any problems down the line, you won't be the ones to blame. Candela: It's just like I said. This is a fun little activity that I prepared specifically for the two of you for your vacation. Ch'en: ...... Lin Yühsia: Right, we understand. Candela: Okay, and here's the other thing. Candela: I would love to personally show you around Dossoles and tell you about each of the spectacles I personally erected here... Candela: But since Chief Wei didn't come himself, then it also wouldn't be appropriate for me to accompany you two. Candela: So, I assigned you a guide. Candela: Ernesto, come in. Ernesto: Lady Candela. Candela: This is one of my sharpest diplomats, Ernesto. Ernesto: Pleasure to meet you, señoritas. Candela: He speaks Yanese too, but most people here speak Victorian and Leithanian. He can translate for you. Ch'en: No need. I speak both. Lin Yühsia: Same here... Candela: Oh, wonderful. Candela: In that case, if you run into anything you need help with, such as the specifics of the championship, then he is the person to ask. Right, Ernesto? Ernesto: Yes, of course. Lin Yühsia: Alright. Ch'en: Thank you. Candela: Of course, if you find yourself annoyed by an idiot like him, you are free to come to me with any questions directly, hahaha. Candela: Okay, I still have other guests to meet, so please excuse me. I will leave the rest to the youth. Lin Yühsia: Thank you very much for your time, Lady Candela. Ch'en: ...... Lin Yühsia: ...... Ernesto: Pleased to make your acquaintance, lovely ladies. I am the International Trade Management Department's deputy director, Ernesto Salas. Ernesto: Please just call me Ernesto. Ernesto: I welcome you two to our city. Ernesto: If there is anything you would like to know about the city or there is anywhere you would like to visit, please feel free to ask. Ernesto: My mission from Lady Candela is to make sure that you feel at home. Ch'en: Please, don't trouble yourself. Lin Yühsia: I'm good. Thank you. Ernesto: Haha. Well, first things first, your phones have already been readjusted to connect to our intercity net. You are free to make calls or look up cute videos. Ernesto: Here's how you can get in touch with me or Lady Candela directly. Ernesto: And here are the credit cards that the mayor has prepared for you. Ernesto: All your transactions within the city may be paid using this card, and there is no credit limit. All your expenses will be paid by the government. Ernesto: You can go on the shopping spree of a lifetime if you'd like. Ch'en: We don't need all this. Ernesto: This is the way the city treats its guests. Please, just accept them. Ernesto: Aside from that... It looks like you have some catching up to do, so I will intrude no longer. Ernesto: We will be heading to your hotel next. I will wait for you downstairs. Come look for me as soon as you're ready. Lin Yühsia: Okay... Ch'en: ...... Lin Yühsia: ...... Lin Yühsia: Long time no see, Ch'en Hui-chieh. Ch'en: Long time no see, Lin Yühsia. Lin Yühsia: How long has it been since we last met? Ch'en: Don't remember. Swire's birthday two years ago? Lin Yühsia: I wasn't there. Ch'en: I see. Guess I'm mistaken. Lin Yühsia: The class reunion the year before, perhaps? Ch'en: Oh, right. Lin Yühsia: You look like you're doing well. Lady Fumizuki will be glad. Ch'en: Maybe. Ch'en: How is Swire holding up? Lin Yühsia: You haven't heard from Hoshiguma? Lin Yühsia: She's more or less the representative there now, and she's pretty good at it. It shouldn't be much longer before she formally takes over your job. Ch'en: That's good. She's actually pretty capable of the responsibilities that come with the job, if she works on her temperament a little. Lin Yühsia: That's going to be difficult. She wouldn't be Swire if she knew how to mellow out. Ch'en: You're right. Ch'en: ...... Lin Yühsia: ...... Ch'en: I have a question. Lin Yühsia: Go ahead. Ch'en: Why did you help him? Lin Yühsia: ...... Ernesto: Excuse me, but we will be docking in a moment. I am wondering if you would like to get off the boat or stay on board for a little longer. Ernesto: If you two are still talking, I can also arrange a room for you... Ernesto: I guess I came at the wrong moment? Lin Yühsia: No, you came at just the right moment. Lin Yühsia: Take us to the hotel, please. Ernesto: Oh, of course. Ch'en: ...... Ernesto: Miss Ch'en? Ch'en: Let's go.
7:10 A.M. \ Clear Kazdel exurbs Surtr: This is the mission location? Meteorite: Judging by the image, this should be the place. The nomadic hamlet Bellony Village. Meteorite: Though I think you could just call the entire village an oversized minecart instead. Meteorite: It's a mining town that carries around its own Originium-powered drills to keep itself going. The people bring in some revenue just selling the excess resources to nearby cities. Meteorite: If they find any big ruins, they even ask the larger nomadic cities to front the excavation costs. Surtr: Maybe, but this place still looks pretty rough. Surtr: There is dust everywhere and the fences are all run-down. There are obvious signs of habitation, but no one cares to do maintenance? Surtr: I don't see anything worth investigating. Meteorite: Most of Terra isn't very interesting, but the people living in these uninteresting places still have their own unique lifestyles. Scrawny Kid: Wait, give that back! Mischievous Kid: What?! You said you'd share your ice cream! Scrawny Kid: Stop running! You're gonna squish it before we get home! Scrawny Kid: Idiot, give that back! Mischievous Kid: No way! I'm faster than you anyway. I'll be the one to bring it back to Dad! Scrawny Kid: Wait up! Meteorite: There are many who struggle to survive in such terrible environments, but that doesn't mean they're unhappy. Surtr: They chase after one another for a mere ice-cream without regard to the commotion they are causing. To think they will be the same when they grow up... Surtr: You call this happiness? Meteorite: Are you angry? Surtr: Why would some inconsiderate kids running around, kicking up dust anger me? Meteorite: (She's totally angry. ) Village Headman: Sorry. Are you the operators from Rhodes Island? Village Headman: Real sorry to keep you waiting. Meteorite: Yes, we are. Nice to meet you, are you the local liaison? Village Headman: Ah, yeah, that's right. I'm the leader of Bellony Village. Come with me. No need to stand around out here, let's go in. This way. Meteorite: Thank you. Before the mission Rhodes Island Command Center Kal'tsit: Bellony Village is a typical mining community located at the edge of Kazdel. A cave-in a few months ago completely sealed off the mines. Kal'tsit: Not only were the mines ruined, the village's travel route and trading channels were also blocked. Kal'tsit: For the past few months, the village has been requesting aid from nearby nomadic cities, but there has not yet been any city willing to help. Kal'tsit: Meteorite, I would like you to carry out preliminary investigations and report on the situation. Kal'tsit: We will organize a rescue mission based on that report. Meteorite: Understood. This doesn't sound like a particularly tough mission. Kal'tsit: The village's problems don't appear to be related to Catastrophes or Oripathy, but don't let your guard down. Meteorite: Roger that. But... Surtr: ...... Meteorite: Is Surtr going too? I don't think I'll need much help. Surtr: There is something I want to investigate in that area. Kal'tsit: Surtr asked to go along for personal reasons. We've approved her request. Surtr: I won't be a burden to you, just pay me no mind. Meteorite: ...... Village Headman: We're a small village. Just wait here for a moment, I'll go and grab some tools first. Meteorite: Oh, we have some basic prospecting tools with us. Village Headman: No good, the mine entrance at the edge of the village has been sealed off with our own special tools. Village Headman: Without these unlocking tools, it can't be opened. Our village is pretty good at excavation, if I do say so myself. Surtr: Even with all that experience, you still got yourselves stuck here. Village Headman: Hahaha, that's true. Meteorite: Aah! Please forgive her, she doesn't mean it. Hey, don't be rude! Village Headman: No, we are really ashamed that for all our experience excavating, we still couldn't stop a major cave-in. Village Headman: Part of the drill sunk into the collapsed area, so it's not safe to send anyone else over there. Village Headman: Even with Rhodes Island's help, we're going to put some new precautions in place. Village Headman: Just rest here a minute, I'll get the stuff. Meteorite: Alright, please do. Meteorite: ...... Surtr: ...... Meteorite: You know, you could stand to be a little more polite. Surtr: I'm just stating facts. Meteorite: Ah... Err... Meteorite: (This is so awkward. ) Meteorite: (I've heard Surtr is tough to get along with, but I thought we'd at least have something to talk about. ) Surtr: ......(Recording) Meteorite: Are you taking notes for a status report? Surtr: No. Meteorite: So...? Surtr: ...... Meteorite: ............ Surtr: You don't know? I thought my file was public. Meteorite: I did read it, but... Surtr. The file mentioned her. Due to a memory impairment of unknown origins, she has difficulty reconciling her memories. It is as if there is a large volume of memories existing simultaneously in her mind. The volume is such that Surtr is unable to properly recognize which of her memories are real and which are false. And so she has been seeking out the places in her memories one by one. Meteorite: The 'personal reasons' Dr. Kal'tsit mentioned are some places around here you remember? Surtr: When Dr. Kal'tsit was telling me about this area, I felt a sense of familiarity. Surtr: And I felt some deja vu when looking at photographs and records. Meteorite: Now that you're here at the village, do you recall anything? Surtr: Nothing at all. When walking through the village, I saw the passing children and the run-down houses. They are similar to the images in my memory, yet completely different. Surtr: I do not know why. Meteorite: Have you checked every spot in the village? Surtr: At a quick glance, I haven't missed anything. Meteorite: How about we ask the villagers later? Maybe the village you remember is from a while ago? It could've been rebuilt. Surtr: ...Perhaps. The smell of dried plants in the air is no different from my memories. When I close my eyes, it is as if I am on familiar streets. The footsteps of children running by are like the sounds of friends chasing one another in my memories. Yet when I open my eyes, I see nothing but an unfamiliar landscape. Meteorite: Dr. Kal'tsit sent me on this mission, so let me help you investigate. Meteorite: We'll look for clues in the village together after we're done with the mine collapse thing. Surtr: No need, I can handle it myself. Meteorite: ...... Surtr: ...... Meteorite: ...I understand how it feels to have no past, or a place to call home. Surtr: ...... Meteorite: As Sarkaz, without a Sarkaz home, I'm always fighting, together with the others, pressing on. Surtr: My situation is different. Meteorite: Maybe it's different, maybe it's the same? Meteorite: Maybe we're all just looking for a place to belong in the end. Meteorite: But, as you look towards the unknown future, you can't ignore what's right beside you. Meteorite: That's what Amiya taught me. Surtr: ...... Village Headman: Sorry for the wait, let's set out now! Village Headman: I'm all ready! Meteorite: Anyway, let's complete our mission first. Meteorite: So this is it... Village Headman: Yep, this is the cave-in. Watch your step. Village Headman: The excavation site is over there. The cave-in caused the surrounding area to sink downwards, so this entire area had to be sealed off. Village Headman: This cave used to be the entrance to a tunnel that connects to the neighboring village. Now that it's sealed, we can't trade with our neighbors. Surtr: ......! Meteorite: Surtr? Surtr: I think I remember this path. Meteorite: Sir, what's the relationship between this village and the neighboring one? Village Headman: It's a mining village just like ours. Since the nearby villages are all in the same business, we deal with each other a lot. Village Headman: Some villagers even move back and forth between the communities. Village Headman: But the cave-in blocked off our only means of communication. They've probably already moved on to keep mining. The course of this path, the direction... It's getting more familiar. I used to pass through this place often. The familiar figures of children run past me and disappear among the piles of rocks up ahead. Village Headman: You want to go to another village? Village Headman: If we got the path open, we could contact them pretty quickly. Meteorite: That would be great... Surtr? Surtr: I'm not willing to wait that long. Meteorite: Huh? Village Headman: What? Surtr: Move aside! Meteorite: Surtr, wait! I know you're eager for answers, but the mine isn't safe right now! Meteorite: Think for a minute before you put yourself in danger! Surtr: Meteorite, just wait for me outside and guard the entrance! Village Headman: The girl! She actually smashed through the rubble and rushed in! ? Meteorite: Hey, wait! Village Headman: Stop! Don't you go in there too! Village Headman: You're risking another cave-in! Meteorite: Damn it!! Surtr! Deep within the mine, the traces of heavy machinery are obvious. The path snakes ahead, as if guiding Surtr forward. Surtr: So this is the path to that other village. Surtr: It's just an Originium Slug nest now. Surtr: It looks like they took over the empty space in the past few months. Surtr: Troublesome. Surtr: Hm... Children holding hands walk along the path. Passing by the countless traces of Originium Slugs. Disappearing into the darkness ahead. Surtr: Huh? Meteorite: An explosion! Village Headman: Another cave-in!? Village Headman: That girl is in danger! What do we do! ? The streets in my memories were filled with the rich aroma of the earth, not the scent of dried plants. The companions in my memories would not chase after one another, ice-cream in hand. The buildings looked the same, yet were completely different. It was not just minor differences in the design. Even the materials and structures were completely different. Surtr: Ah, I'm hurt. Ouch. My palm's scratched. Surtr: Never thought there would be a day I got distracted enough to get ambushed by Originium Slugs. Surtr: Tch. Surtr: This... this is... Surtr: There's another empty space beneath the mining pit? (Rustle rustle). It's the sound of Originium Slugs. (Rustle rustle). (Rustle rustle). Surtr: The ruins of a city in a giant cavern...? Surtr enters the cavern deep beneath the earth. Beside the glow of Originium Slugs, she can trace the outlines of buildings among the piles of stone and rubble. Tiles of a road, bricks of a wall. It is very clear that the entire place has been buried for a very long time. Dozens of years? Hundreds of years? Surtr does not know either. Yet, she has found that which she is looking for. Meteorite: Here! Meteorite:!! Meteorite: Surtr! Surtr: Ah, thanks for pinpointing the location. I was able to break the rock layer at the correct spot. Meteorite: What were you thinking?! Why would you rush into such a dangerous place all by yourself?! Surtr: I was doing a little thing called 'investigating'. Surtr: Incidentally, I discovered the cause of the cave-ins. There was a nest of Originium Slugs below the mine, inside a giant cavern. Surtr: The mining put more pressure on the bottom, so the whole thing just collapsed. Surtr: I destroyed the Originium Slug nest and used the cave-in to seal up the entire cavern. Done. Surtr: Though we skipped over the standard procedures, the issue was resolved. Village Headman: What! Meteorite: Huh? Meteorite: So, you solved the whole problem by yourself, but you didn't find the path to the neighboring village? Surtr: Right, I realized that neither village was the one in my memory. Surtr: I made a mistake. There aren't any memories I'm looking for here. Meteorite: You'd mess up something you recorded so diligently all this while? Surtr: I suppose I would. Meteorite: I've seen something like this before. Meteorite: You run into all sorts of problems on the way to your goal. Meteorite: It's thanks to the people beside me that I've made it this far. Surtr: I'm used to it. Surtr: After all, this isn't the first time there was a discrepancy in the places I remember. Meteorite: But even if you didn't find the right place today, you still have a place to call home, right? Surtr: Are you trying to say I can rely on you too? Meteorite: Um, I guess you could put it that way... Village Headman: Ladies! I've notified the others in the village! Village Headman: The exploration team is getting ready! It sounds like you've taken care of things and we can get back to mining. Meteorite: Please wait for us to bring our data back to Rhodes Island before you go back in there. Meteorite: We wouldn't want any more accidents. Village Headman: Hahaha, that's fine. Everyone's too excited. I really have to thank you both. Village Headman: If you don't mind, why don't you spend the night in the village? Village Headman: You'll be our guests of honor! Meteorite: Well... Surtr: We have to hurry back, so I'm afraid we'll pass. Surtr: But... Surtr: Could I have an ice-cream?
4:12 P.M. \ Clear Central Kazimierz, Kawalerielki Alliance, 'The Grand Knight Territory' Kawalerielki At the scene of a certain unsightly car accident Old Knight: Oh... We still gonna make it to tonight's party? Old Craftsman: It'll be your fault if we don't, V. Old Knight: My fault? Hah! My damned fault? Old Knight: It's you and that goddamned box of yours, all thirty kilos of it! You think you aren't heavy enough, huh? Old Craftsman: These are tools for fixing Marcin's stuff! That's your excuse for crashing into a tree? Old Knight: Do not question my sense of direction! Old Craftsman: I'm saying that your vision ain't as good as it used to be... Old Knight: Did you forget how I won that darts competition at the bar last week? My eyesight's great as ever! You must be blind. Old Craftsman: I'm not blind, which is why I clearly told you earlier 'watch out for that tree.' Old Knight: Why don't I remember that? Old Craftsman: Because the radio was too loud! Old Knight: Well, who put Monster Siren's new disc in? Old Craftsman: ...Just shut up and let the lass focus. Maria: Wow... This car is totally wrecked... Old Craftsman: It's all V's fault. Old Knight: I... You... Maria, don't listen to his bullshit. This is absolutely not my fault! Maria: Alright, alright! Just let me work, sheesh——! Old Craftsman: Hear that? You're disturbing the young lass, just keep quiet. Old Knight: You! Maria: Circuit's OK, but the engine is unresponsive. Hmm, this design is something from two generations ago? Do you start it like this...? Maria: Still no response from the engine. What if I use some Arts to start it...? Maria: ...Like so? Old Craftsman: Mhmm, seeing the young lass use Arts like this always reminds me of her grandfather. Old Knight: That's right! Just look at Maria! Why don't you know even a lick of Originium Arts? Old Craftsman: Who says I don't know how to repair Originium devices?! Old Knight: I'm talking about—— Old Craftsman: Maria! Move aside! I'm going to make this old geezer eat his words! Maria: Ahaha...please don't argue, you two... Maria: Oh! There's a reaction! Maria: Like this... and that... Old Knight: Oho! The engine's alive? This blessed sound of a rumbling engine! Old Knight: Little Maria's really getting better day by day. I suppose it's just about time for a certain old fogey to retire too, eh? Maria: Hehe, it's nothing like that. It's all thanks to Master Kowal's teachings. Old Craftsman: Hear that? Hear that? Did——you——hear——that?! Old Knight: Tch. Stop blathering and get in the car. Old Craftsman: Lass, where are you headed to? Want us to give you a ride? Maria: Me? Maria: I... I have other business. Old Knight: Alright then. Hold on tight, Kowal. I must have the first pick of the wine tonight! Old Craftsman: Of course——Wait, doesn't the engine sound weird—— Old Knight: Off we go! Old Craftsman: Why are you driving so fast?! Old Knight: I'd've gone even faster in my youth, you know! Also, I haven't hit the accelerator yet! Old Craftsman: Huh? Wait, we're at 70mph now, slow——slow down! Hey, it's 80mph now! We're over the speed limit! We're over it! Old Knight: Can't slow down! Told you, I'm not accelerating! Old Craftsman: Then——! Slam the damned brakes! Maria: Ah... Ahaha... Looks like the Originium engine got overloaded... Maria: I messed up again, ehe. Greatmouth Mob: Welcome, one and all!——Here in Kazimierz, you can enjoy unique dishes and enchanting sceneries, giving you a taste of the distinctive local culture—— Greatmouth Mob: But who cares about all that! Here and now, the only thing anyone cares about is the Kazimierz Major! Greatmouth Mob: I am Mob, Greatmouth Mob! And I'm honored to be commentating on today's match! Greatmouth Mob: Within this Roar Arena in the Kawalerielki Central Division, the knights' glory will be put upon display once more! Greatmouth Mob: Today's match is fully sponsored by the Roar Guards Company, as usual. The top ten competitors in the daily points rankings will each receive one limited edition weapon 'Rioter' provided by the Roar Guards! Plastic Knight: That fancy toy will be impossible to sell... sigh, I'll be damned if I can find a buyer. Plastic Knight: Nevermind, it's from my paymaster after all... hmm? Greatmouth Mob: Competition knights hailing from Kazimierz——no, from all over Terra! The corporations from the Kazimierz General Chamber of Commerce will all be paying close attention to today's independent knight competitions! Greatmouth Mob: Will you take the lead in the sprint races, or hit the bullseye in the shooting competition? No matter what you compete in, you will all have a chance to gain the favor of the directors! Greatmouth Mob: Of course! There's also the highly anticipated one on one mixed sports! The one with the highest points, the greatest exposure! Any match in this category could get the attention of a Knightclub and catapult you to success! Greatmouth Mob: Want to join the Kazimierz Major? Want to stand atop the glorious knights? Right now, the tickets are in the hands of the participating knights! Greatmouth Mob: Defeat your opponents, earn endless glory and rejoice! ??? : Phew... ??? : Deep breaths, deep breaths... Greatmouth Mob: Without further ado, let's begin the first match of the day—— Greatmouth Mob: Wait... wait! This participant... She's not just any old farmgirl! Greatmouth Mob: That's right! I'm saying that the first match today will be the hottest news on the Kazimierz sports pages for weeks to come! Greatmouth Mob: The reason? This competitor joining us for the first time has a very special 'name'! She may look like a cute girl, but she comes from a very famous family! Greatmouth Mob: If you know your competition knights——No, just about any loyal customer of Kazimierz would know this name! Tourist: Can you get to the point! Show us the new girl already! Tourist: That's right! Plastic Knight: Hey, let me see the match card for the day. Corporate Employee: Yes, Sir Szewczyk. Plastic Knight: These are all familiar faces, hmm... Wait, this last one at the bottom? Corporate Employee: Yes... The preliminaries have been going on for half a month, but it's unusual to see independent knights who've just begun accumulating points, so we... Plastic Knight: This surname——It's the Radiant Knight's——? Greatmouth Mob: Without further ado, let us welcome the first participant of today's matches—— Greatmouth Mob: ——Maria Nearl!
'The city is a man-eating behemoth, but still we must dwell in its bowels gratefully.' 'We wait until life digests us, until our flesh and bones are excreted, so that whatever remains may become nutrients to feed the city as it lurches onwards.' 'That is the flourishing of civilization.' Greatmouth Mob: Welcome to the Kazimierz National Arena! Welcome... to the Kazimierz Major! I am none other than your old friend –– Greatmouth Mob! Greatmouth Mob: After a long qualifying stage, this is the moment all of Kazimierz has long been waiting for –– the first match of the Kazimierz Major starts today! Greatmouth Mob: Dueling, jousting, and assorted miscellany! Three categories, eight major events, forty-three minor events! Countless knights and knightclubs will take their share of gold and glory! An Audience Knight: How did Mob end up as the MC? Think he greased some palms behind the scenes? A Popcorn-Clutching Knight: Like he bribed his way in? How much do you think something like that would cost? An Audience Knight: Mob's never been the type to keep his mouth shut. What if he let something slip, right here on the big stage? A Popcorn-Clutching Knight: Hah. You hear about that loudmouth, the Bearded Cage? Heard he 'badmouthed' a pretty big deal of a knight during the Major... A Popcorn-Clutching Knight: ...and that was the last anyone saw of 'im. Want some popcorn? An Audience Knight: Pssht. Probably just took the fall and resigned. A by-the-book trick. munch I shed... dish-appeared... munch... not resigned. You get it? An Audience Knight: Huh... No shittin'? Greatmouth Mob: Today's Major features eight big knightclubs, sixty-four of the normal ones, and two unaffiliated, independent knights! Greatmouth Mob: The Kazimierz Major is a showcase of the beauty and majesty of our knights for all of Terra to enjoy! Greatmouth Mob: Our first match will pit the Bladehelm Knightclub against the Cloudhaze Knightclub! How many points will the ten knights from each side take home to their clubs?! Greatmouth Mob: A big prize pool is getting bigger as I speak! A portion of everything you spend at this arena will be added to the tournament prize for the knights to fight over! Greatmouth Mob: Which knightclub will take the most trophies? Which knight will stand above the rest and become this Major's Knight-Champion? Greatmouth Mob: Now... LET US SEE FOR OURSELVES––! 5:43 P.M. \ Clear The Grand Knight Territory Kawalerielki, Wall of Champions Spokesman McKee: How's the fit, Mr. Malkiewicz? Spokesman Malkiewicz: Good, thanks to you. Spokesman McKee: That's enough of that. Custom-tailored formalwear is a must for maintaining our image. Spokesman McKee: Do you still have the tailor's contact information? I believe you'll find his services most helpful. Spokesman Malkiewicz: ...... Spokesman McKee: Sir, could you please get me a glass of wine? Thank you. Spokesman McKee: What's on your mind? Spokesman Malkiewicz: Nothing in particular... Spokesman Malkiewicz: Maybe... This banquet is just too much for me. Spokesman McKee: Ah, 'maybe.' Spokesman McKee: Maybe you haven't gotten over the incident with Mr. Czarny. Quite the shame, for all of us. Spokesman Malkiewicz: ......! Spokesman McKee: He was a conscientious one, who always put his best foot forward, whether as a company employee or as a spokesman for the K.G.C.C. Spokesman McKee: In fact, I only met him after becoming a spokesman myself. In terms of our work in the Majors, he was far senior to a fresh face like me. Spokesman McKee: He always treated those he respected well, yes? Spokesman Malkiewicz: Maybe... Spokesman McKee: Let's do away with these maybes, and lift our spirits instead. Spokesman McKee: Today is but the second day of the opening ceremonies, and a great day to open the Wall of Champions to the outside world. It would hardly fit the occasion for the resident manager to wear such a dour expression. Spokesman Malkiewicz: Yes, you're right... Sorry... Spokesman McKee: You should speak up more, Malkiewicz. And there's no need to be so stiff around me. It's certainly not conducive to our working relationship. Spokesman Malkiewicz: What was that? Did something happen outside? Spokesman McKee: Hmm. Spokesman McKee: I believe it's a guest of honor, a very important knight. Let me check the time... See, look how punctual she is. We need more knights like her. Spokesman McKee: Pardon me, I'll be right back. In the meanwhile, do avail yourself of your right to the open bar. Spokesman Malkiewicz: S-Sure... Spokesman McKee: The sweet release of libation is wonderful indeed. You ought to indulge in it. Spokesman McKee: Madam Droste, we meet again. Droste: Good evening. Am I late? Spokesman McKee: Not at all. I'm glad you could make it. Spokesman McKee: I do believe the glow of the Candle Knight will add a beautiful touch to tonight's opening banquet. 6:15 P.M. \ Overcast The Grand Knight Territory Kawalerielki – General Chamber of Commerce, Reception Room Platinum: ...... Platinum: ............ Platinum: I— ???: Ah, no need to explain yourself, Platinum. We didn't expect this to happen either... Just doing your job, of course? ???: You do what you have to do. Platinum: ...... Platinum: I screwed up. ???: Ah yes, a screwup... But we aren't exactly nine-to-five office drones here. In our line of work, 'screwups' are very serious. ???: Deadly serious, even. Platinum: ...... ???: Luckily this time, you only let the Radiant Knight barge into the Infected quarter... Oh, but that did throw a wrench into Monique's work. ???: Her job was to make a little fireworks show out of those illegal settlements, and then bring the Pinus Sylvestris Knightclub to Area 0. ???: It was going so smoothly, but suddenly... from the slaughter came the Radiant Knight, and there went all our plans. ???: She's very unhappy now, you understand? We all know her temper, and if someone was to get in the way of her bounty, you know how troublesome that'd be. Platinum: I didn't know what Monique was doing. ???: No, you did know. Besides, whether you knew or not is no excuse. ???: After all, your job was to 'track the Infected.' Did I not say a long time ago that our jobs would be changing? Platinum: ...... ???: Now now, what's with that icy expression? Oh, were you perhaps born with that face, little pegasus? Platinum: ...... ???: How seriously can I take someone who submits seventeen or eighteen time-off requests a month? ...Ah, forget it. ???: Count your lucky stars that the whole thing about the Radiant Knight rushing into an Infected quarters to fight off a group of mysterious assassins didn't make headlines in the major news outlets. ???: Though the media are still our valued partners, suppressing these kinds of things costs a lot of money. And let me tell you, they don't pass up on these juicy opportunities. Platinum: ...I'll accept responsibility for these losses. ???: Your self-awareness is commendable, but you can't afford to 'accept responsibility' for many more mistakes. After all, the Board of Directors only pays you so much, yes? Platinum: Sorry. ???: Hah. Enough of that. Playing the villain isn't exactly my strong suit. ???: We're still work partners, right? Platinum: If you think so, then so it must be, Lord Roy. Roy: Tisk tisk. When you call me that, doesn't it seem like we're strangers? 'Platinum' Centaurea... See, doesn't hearing that make you feel uncomfortable? Why don't we go with a nickname instead, my little pegasus? Platinum: Kazimierz has many pegasi. Roy: It's fine as long as you know I'm referring to you... Oh, right. There's just one more thing, though it's not a very big deal. Platinum: If you're talking about it, there's no way I can treat it as anything less than a big deal. Roy: Then it appears that you misunderstand me. I'm willing to talk to you about all sorts of things, from small talk to important matters... Haha. Roy: Mm. I heard you spared the life of Szewczyk's runt? Platinum: Czarny was already removed from his post at that time. I wasn't in the mood to listen to him and kill a kid. Roy: Ah, so frank. That's fine. Roy: Though I also feel bad for Czarny, that isn't the real issue here... Put simply, Szewczyk has gone missing. Roy: Plastic Knight does not come from an esteemed lineage. He's just another tournament upstart. Roy: Though we didn't have any plans to remove him from the picture, he is the property of the Roar Guards Co., and it never bodes well to let someone else take the initiative. We'll definitely get complaints from the K.G.C.C. Platinum: Did you find out who did it? Roy: The Infected. Platinum: I don't understand. How could a few Infected knights accomplish all this? Roy: Who knows, little Platinum? That's exactly what we're trying to figure out right now. Roy: But there's one thing you shouldn't misunderstand. Platinum: Oh do please illuminate me. Roy: What we face... is not just a few meager Infected, but rather all the Infected of Kawalerielki. Roy: Mieszko Industries just delivered eight new plates. The purpose of the plate called Area 0 will soon be brought to light. Roy: I've mentioned this before, right? We're going to be real busy. Platinum: I understand. Roy: Good, as long as you understand. cough cough Hmm... Platinum: ...... hiss... It's too damn hot today, don't you think? How nice it must be to not have to wear a helm... Platinum: .......? Roy: Hm, you can't see what's different about me? Platinum: Oh. Platinum: You dyed your hair? Roy: Everything, including my tail. What do you think? Looks good, huh? Platinum: Yes, it suits you well. Roy: What's the meaning of that annoyed look in your eyes? Platinum: Don't think I have to answer personal questions, do I? Roy: But you see, you hold the title of 'Platinum.' White hair, clad in pure white. Monique is Victorian, natural blue hair, lazurite attire. An absolutely perfect fit. Roy: But look at me, all dark and drab. Standing next to Monique, I'm so out of place, like I'm a janitor or something. Roy: So out of consideration for our public image, I also decided on a color for myself, heh. Platinum: ...You... Roy: Hm? Platinum: As long as you're happy. 1:22 P.M. \ Clear The Grand Knight Territory Kawalerielki – Urban Crevices, Infected Gathering Sona: I'm back! Justyna: Took you a while, Sona. Sona: Rude. Some stuff happened along the way. Justyna: ...... Justyna: Ashlock's mentioned it before. Back then, during that 'Industrial Incident,' was it the Radiant Knight that helped you? Sona: Ahaha... Is this the celebrity effect? Feels like everyone already knows... Justyna: She... Justyna: What kind of person is she? Sona: Oh, that's adorable. I thought you weren't interested in gossip. Justyna: My hometown... Justyna: Back home, there's an arena. Justyna: There were never any tournaments in that small arena. It was just built because that's what you do, you have an arena in a town. Justyna: But back then... was when I started to look up to the knights. It was also where I grew up hearing legends of the Radiant Knight. Justyna: It's been many years. Sona: Really? You never mentioned that before. Justyna: And when did you tell me about what you were like as a kid? Sona: Fair. Maybe that is something we should talk about later. Justyna: It was a long road. Justyna: The road to the Grand Knight Territory was so very long. I didn't come all the way here to reminisce about my old home. Sona: We're just chatting, alright? No need to be so uptight. Justyna: Just chatting, huh... Justyna: When the day comes that we can sit around a patisserie with nothing to fear, we can grab Ashlock and Wild Mane and chat the afternoon away. Sona: Good idea. Justyna: So... What kind of person is she? Sona: Well... To be honest, ermm, we only made eye contact. I have no idea if she even saw my face, busy as we were. Justyna: ...... Sona: H-Hey, don't look so down! It's not like I could just strike it up with the champion in front of the Armorless assassins. Sona: But, she still rescued an Infected like me, even with eyes on her. Justyna: Hmm... Justyna: Maybe she really is the Radiant Knight. The very same... as the Infected dream about. Sona: The what now–– Eh, whatever. How about the poor guy you rescued? The old one? Justyna: He... ???: You asking about me? Plastic Knight: My arrow's nocked, Infected. Plastic Knight: You'll help me make those lowlife assassins pay the price. An Aged Knight: Amiya, and the Doctor of Rhodes Island, please come in. Treat this place as your own home. An Aged Knight: Your rooms are upstairs. The doctors are working up on the twelfth floor. Amiya: Thank you, kind sir. An Aged Knight: Haha... There's no need to be so formal, Miss Amiya. An Aged Knight: I never expected the leader of Rhodes Island to be such a lovely, young Cautus girl. Ah, to be young and full of promise. Amiya: Th-There's nothing special about me... Option_1: It's true, Amiya is the face of Rhodes Island. Option_2: Amiya's always making things happen. Amiya: D-Doctor... An Aged Knight: Haha, are you embarrassed? An Aged Knight: What an adorable girl. If I had a granddaughter, I reckon she'd be about your age. Amiya: Oh... An Aged Knight: My my, her face is beet red. An Aged Knight: But, I must apologize. Considering your unique status, I can't arrange an in-person meeting for you two. Amiya: Mhm... Don't worry, that's perfectly understandable. An Aged Knight: So... 'Gravel.' Senomy: Your orders. An Aged Knight: This young lady here is a fourth-order campaign knight. You can call her 'Gravel.' She's very promising. Gravel: Hello. An Aged Knight: She will personally take charge of your safety while you are in Kawalerielki. Should you need anything, just let her know, and she will be of service. An Aged Knight: We cannot allow any misfortune to befall our distinguished guests from abroad, not to mention such excellent partners as yourselves, during the Major. Amiya: We understand, sir. An Aged Knight: Thank you for your understanding. I've prattled on for long enough, so I'll leave you young people to your business. An Aged Knight: Gravel, please take good care of the Rhodes Islanders. Gravel: As you wish. Gravel: Now then... I'll be standing outside the door. If something comes up, just call for me. Amiya: Right, okay. Thanks, Gravel. Gravel: ...... Option_1: Amiya. Hey, Amiya. Is she staring at you? Option_2: ...... Option_3: Excuse me, but did you need something? Gravel: There is one thing... Do you mind if I come a little closer? Yes, just like this, good. Gravel: ......Mmwah. Amiya: —?! Gravel: Hm? What's wrong? Your face is beet red. That's just how I say hello, so don't think too much about it. Gravel: Anyway, I'm Gravel, a knight of Kazimierz. It's a pleasure. Hehehe. Amiya: ...... Amiya: What... What was that all about...? Option_1: She said it's how she greets everyone. Option_2: ...... Option_3: They have a rather interesting way of greeting people here in Kazimierz. Amiya: Err, umm... I have heard that sometimes nobles will indeed greet each other with a kiss... And, umm, seeing as how she's a knight... Amiya: That's probably all she meant with it, right? Probably... Amiya: ...Haah... Option_1: You're pretty nervous, huh? Option_2: ...... Option_3: I guess that's that. Amiya: Yeah... I guess I have been a bit nervous. Amiya: But, that old lady seemed a lot more easygoing than the other Adeptus knights we met earlier. Amiya: How about you, Doctor? Are you tired? Amiya: Of course you are. We've been tied up with business and all kinds of formalities since we got to Kazimierz. Amiya: At least you can catch your breath now. Amiya: Ahaha.... Doctor, were you able to take a breather as well? Amiya: It would be nice if all the people in charge of the medical mission were as reasonable as that old lady. Amiya: But, this is a rare opportunity for us. Amiya: It's said that every few years, the Grand Knight Territory will select a few of the most rapidly developing cities to merge with its own core city. Amiya: It's a remarkable feat, if you think about it. Option_1: The lights from the billboards outside sure are bright. Option_2: I always expected this city to be a lot more solemn. Amiya: Mm... It's been a bit of a shock for me as well. Amiya: Even though... I've always heard Nearl talk about her homeland, I never expected the heart of Kazimierz to be like this. Amiya: ...... Option_1: Want to take a look around? Option_2: Is there anything you'd like to buy? Amiya: Hwuh? Ah, um, n-not really... I just don't get to visit big cities like this very often. Amiya: After all, how many Infected get to look out over a thriving city from atop a high-rise hotel... Amiya: If Rhodes Island didn't manage to secure a medical business contract, we'd never get to enjoy this luxury. Amiya: The only thing is... Amiya: I can't stop wondering about Nearl... and how she's doing right now. Option_1: I was shocked when she suddenly announced that she was leaving Rhodes Island. Option_2: ...... Option_3: She is the Radiant Knight after all, and this is her home. Amiya: Mhm... Amiya: Ultimately, we should trust her. This is her decision to make. Amiya: I just hope she's safe and sound... Amiya: But, since Shining and Nightingale are with her, she'll be fine, right? Amiya: Yup! Let's put our faith in Nearl. Amiya: After all, she is the Radiant Knight—a pinnacle of Kazimierz knighthood, right? Amiya: Oh, Doctor! Quick, look at that big screen outside! Amiya: Is that... Nearl? Maria: Margaret, I'm done! Maria: Based on the suggestions you made last time, I adjusted the center of mass and added a retracting function. Now, it should be able to... Maria: ...Margaret? Margaret: ...... Maria: What's on your mind? Margaret: Oh, Maria... Sorry, what were you talking about? Maria: You don't usually space out like that. What's wrong? Margaret: I heard some of the rumors while I was at Rhodes Island... Margaret: But this place... really has changed a whole lot. Maria: Yeah... We've sold off a lot of the furniture. Maria: You know Uncle. Were it not for him, we might've moved somewhere else last year. Maria: Yesterday, someone from the Knights Association came by again to harass us. Both you and I, we're always representing some knightclub, or the family. Otherwise... Margaret: Don't worry. I'll take care of it. Maria: Hehe, now that's how a big sister should be. Maria: Oh, right, here's your weapon. Master Kowal and I tuned it up for you. Maria: But, you haven't had any matches lately, right? How'd it get worn out so badly? It's like a bomb went off next to it. Margaret: I never realized it before. The sheer number of Infected living in the Grand Knight Territory. Maria: ...Margaret? Margaret gazes wordlessly at the skyscrapers in the distance. She can't forget the dark, garbage-choked underground, or the flickering glow of flames. Margaret: Now, the Infected can become knights. The Blood Knight did something incredible. Judging by the results, he saved many Infected from misfortune. Margaret: But, this is not what a 'knight' should be. The Infected should not be callously treated as playthings just because they suffer from a disease. Maria: ...... Maria: Sona... might've just wanted to help those Infected as well. Maria: The factory is running, the mines haven't stopped. The city is still developing, and more and more Infected will end up at the bottom. Maria: They were all going to be exiled into the wilderness... but Pinus Sylvestris paid for them. Bought all those Infected with no home of their own. Maria: That's what Master Kowal told me. Margaret: Except, that doesn't change anything. They still don't have a place in this city. Maria: Right... some Infected knights have done similar things before, but there's a limit to how many of the Infected poor the General Chamber of Commerce will allow to hide in the city. Margaret: ...and the Adeptus Sprawiedliwi Kazimierz will? Margaret: The ruling class is even more reluctant to watch the Infected walk openly in their city, and they'll also take measures. Maria: All the news talks about lately is the Infected, and Oripathy research conferences... Margaret: They're whipping up hysteria. Margaret: They media's trying to make ordinary people fear the Infected, even if it threatens to undo the stabilizing effect that the Infected Knights Act has had–– Margaret: ––and the scary part is, this kind of rhetoric from the media... almost always succeeds. Młynar: ...... ???: Don't always look so glum. No money falls into the pockets of the despondent. ???: The Radiant Knight is answering a higher calling, helping out the Infected hidden throughout the dark alleys of the city. How noble–– Młynar: And then what? Młynar: Can she give them their lives back? Can she treat their Oripathy? Can she help the Infected fight back against the rest of society? ???: Who knows? Maybe she can. Młynar: Cut the crap, Toland. Młynar: Do you have nothing better to do? Why don't you leave the Grand Knight Territory and crawl back to your den of thieves? Toland: Now that the two sisters are safe and sound, there's no more room for me here? Młynar: You've already been paid back. Toland: That little bit of cash was just a formality. You know exactly the currency we deal in, Master Młynar. Młynar: Who gave you permission to come in? Toland: Mmhmm, this carpet isn't half bad.. The Leithanian textiles are being auctioned off tomorrow, yes? Młynar: That's none of your concern. Toland: The origins of those two Sarkaz knights certainly raise eyebrows. As a Sarkaz myself, I do pity the fate of those 'knights.' Toland: But I must remind you, this is no longer part of our business arrangement. My work here was done long ago. Toland: I had my own reasons for coming to Kawalerielki, since it's not something I do often. I wanted to see if we could come to a mutual understanding–– but it seems that isn't possible. Młynar: ...... Toland: Now now, don't make that face. Our relationship is already much better than it was before, Your Excellency. Toland: After all, I'm just a no-name bounty hunter. To the Grand Knight Territory, I'm nothing at all. As for you–– Oh my, haha. Sorry. Toland: It would seem that you're nothing as well. I guess that makes us two peas in the same sickly pod. Młynar: ...... Młynar: ............
External force. A minute touch of force from outside. With just the lightest push... An avalanche will bury the whole of Kjerag, conspiracies, machinations and all. Business-Tripping Manager: Sir, this is just a shoddy plank of wood. What makes it sell for fifty whole pounds? Kjerag Merchant: Now, sir, you'll want to learn something new today. This is no ordinary piece of wood. It's a blessing of Kjeragandr, Goddess of the Snow Realm. Kjerag Merchant: It's all thanks to Her protection that Kjerag could be free from the Catastrophes and set down roots here. Kjerag Merchant: And the stuff that made this charm comes from the evergreen trees of Mount Jungfrau, our own second-highest peak in all of Kjerag. Kjerag Merchant: Do you know much about Jungfrau? Legends say, it's a mountain formed from the tears of Kjeragandr as they fell and froze. Kjerag Merchant: The trees watered in that snow from on high grow full with Kjeragandr's love and favor for this land, and charms made from that timber assure your safety and warding of calamity where you may go. Kjerag Merchant: Seeing as it's your first time here in Kjerag, why not take some souvenirs for your homefolk back in Victoria? Business-Tripping Manager: What gives you that idea? Kjerag Merchant: Listen, these last two years, Mr. Enciodes has had more and more of these big corporate whosits flocking in. I heard your accent and I knew straight away. Kjerag Merchant: To new people like you, see, I recommend these charms in particular to mark the occasion. Kjerag Merchant: Heard of the Tschäggättä, maybe? They're people-eating beasts deep in our mountains. Sinister to the eye, inhuman, there and gone again when you least expect. Kjerag Merchant: But so long as you're wearing this charm, blessed by the Vine-Bear Court, you'll cower those things under Kjeragandr's might, and they won't harm you. Kjerag Merchant: And just think, you take it back to your family and tell them, this charm bears the divine protection of Kjerag's Mount Karlan. Paints the complete picture, doesn't it? Kjerag Merchant: You've tripped halfway across the land to Kjerag. You wouldn't go back to your own without something nice for it, would you? Business-Tripping Manager: ...... Business-Tripping Manager: ...Bah, fine. I'll take one, and one for my wife and little tot each! Kjerag Merchant: That's the ticket! If only we could all be straightforward as you! ???: Let me see—sorry, this wood must've been stripped from any random mountain tree. Kjerag Merchant: ?! Kjerag Merchant: Wh—What gives you the right to say that?! Ensia: First, without approval from the Paleroches, no one's even allowed to climb Jungfrau. Ensia: Second, I sure didn't hear about anyone climbing her while I was gone. Ensia: When I left Kjerag, I even told Weiss, if anyone makes it up her, be sure to send me a message. Kjerag Merchant: How do you know who... Kjerag Merchant: Wait a minute, that tail... you can't be Miss Ensia?! Business-Tripping Manager: Ensia... y—you're Mr. Enciodes's sister?! Ensia: Uh-huh? Business-Tripping Manager: Now, hold it, sir, were you actually trying to swindle me?! Kjerag Merchant: Well, hahahah, they said Miss Ensia loved climbing ever since she was little. Seems she knows more about the snowcaps than us commoners after all. Kjerag Merchant: All these wares of mine came from the hunters in the mountains, actually. They must have been the ones swindling me, no doubt. Kjerag Merchant: I'll be going to find them and settle our score! Kjerag Merchant: As for this charm... Miss Ensia, would you mind? Ensia: It's true it has the Vine-Bear Court's blessing. No man of Kjerag would dare to forge that seal and offend Kjeragandr. Ensia: If you want to ward off any rumored Tschäggättäs with it, forget it. But if you take it back as a souvenir, I think it'll work great. Ensia: So, just slash that price a little. Kjerag Merchant: Huff... in light of that, I'll put them at ten pounds a piece! Now, sir, are you still buying? Business-Tripping Manager: If the sister of Mr. Enciodes says as much, I've got no reason to be skeptical. Business-Tripping Manager: Business for you must be tough. I'll take five of them! Kjerag Merchant: Coming right up. Kjerag Merchant: Are you here to buy anything, Miss Ensia? Whatever you fancy, it's yours. My business owes itself to the Silverashes, after all. Ensia: No, no, I'll pay you like normal. Ensia: Right, Doctor? Option_1: Of course. Option_2: Lucky we prepared enough Victorian and Kazimierz cash. Option_3: You couldn't just take stuff? It's your clan's territory. Ensia: Jeez, we could exchange all we want, but it's still only worth anything in our family's region. Ensia: And this trade port's doing the hottest business anywhere in our land. You may as well spend all that money right here. You'll still get away with it. Ensia: Hey, c'mon, Doctor. Other people have to make a living too. Ensia: But if you really want, we can go see what my brother says about it. He'd get things sorted out sweet! Weiss: Lady Ensia, we should be on our way to the station by now. Ensia: Ooh, we're tight on time. Doctor, let's go. ???: The blizzard is coming. Take caution, outsider. Option_1: And you are? ???: If you don't want to freeze, leaving now will still save your skin. Option_1: ......? Ensia: What are you blanking for, Doctor? Option_1: Someone was talking to me. Ensia: Huh? There's nobody here, though. Option_1: ......? It's far from the right season for leisurely outdoor coffee. You look behind you, and only see the bright canopy blocking the sun, and a sign advertising Karlan Trade. A deserted terrace sits silent, just like the distant peaks of pure white. Maybe it was the pages of the magazine on the table, rustling in the wind, that gave you the illusion someone was sitting next to you, talking to you. Ensia: Doctor, snap out of it. Let's move. Option_1: ...... ???: We'll meet again. Weiss: Matterhorn! You're here. The Master's waiting for you. Matterhorn: Good to see you, Weiss. Matterhorn: Aren't you going? Weiss: I was going to, but the Master wants to invite the Doctor to the Tri-Clan Council with him, and have me stay back to greet them in your place. After all, I'm an employee of Rhodes Island myself. Weiss: I think you must be ready for a vacation after guarding the Young Lady for so long. Weiss: Besides, given you're out here, I'm guessing she ditched you? Matterhorn: Haha, yes. She's shopping with the Doctor right now. Matterhorn: She wanted a vacation for me too, so she had me let her free. Weiss: That's the Master and the Young Lady for you. Weiss: Well? How do you feel, being back this time? Matterhorn: The territory's been fast with construction, and huge in its overall change. It's almost unrecognizable already. That's the Master for you, indeed. Matterhorn: I'll take the two of them up on their great kindness and visit home for now, see my parents, and then I'll be on standby at the Master's. Matterhorn: How about you? Weiss: Me? Matterhorn: You've been away for a while too. Last time we met, weren't you off with the Master to Columbia? Weiss: I've got nothing pressing. Savoring the streets again is more than enough for me. Matterhorn: What about that old Itra friend of yours? Monch, I think, was the name. Eat a bite with him if you have the time. Weiss: That's... Weiss: ...We'll see, I guess. Sharp: ...... Sharp: It's me. Aurora: Can you hear me? Sharp: I can hear you. Aurora: Brilliant! It looks like the base station's signal is fine. Sharp: Mm. Sharp: How are you? Aurora: I've found a few suitable hidden spots for the comms station installation. But no matter where we install a station in Turicum, we won't be able to catch all of Kjerag. Aurora: This is Kjerag's southern gateway, and practically its only contact channel with the outside. Aurora: Setting up a comms network here has massive importance, but if you want to cover the whole of Kjerag, setting up a few more simple stations around the central lake region would be the best option. Sharp: That's not what I'm asking. Aurora: ...? Didn't you have me wandering outside so I could scope things for us? Sharp: What I mean is, you haven't been back in Kjerag for a long time. How do you feel? Aurora: Oh... Aurora: Honestly, it feels totally unbelievable. When I left Kjerag under the Silverashes' talent fostering program, it was from here too. Aurora: Back then, even Turicum was just an ordinary little village, let alone the rail station at the border now. Aurora: I never thought it'd become so big. At this point, I think you could argue it stands up to the cities on the outside. Aurora: Doing construction work like this in the snowy mountains must be harder than I could ever imagine. Sharp: Good. Aurora: Where are you all right now, Captain? I'll come find you. Sharp: We're boarding a train to Karlan. Sharp: You don't need to come with yet. Aurora: Huh? Sharp: You mentioned your home was in an industrial area, in the mountains. Aurora: Yep. Sharp: For now, go back and visit. Sharp: Nothing's more important than family. Aurora: But... Sharp: You're back in the mountains. It's the perfect opportunity to head for home. The Doctor thinks so, too. Aurora: Did the Doctor say that? Aurora: ...I understand. If you're okay with it, then I will. Aurora: So, the Doctor... Sharp: The Doctor has me with. Broadcast: The train for the foot of Mt. Karlan is about to depart. Broadcast: The train will depart soon, please board now. Sharp: I'm heading out. Sharp: Have a good break, Aurora. With a steam whistle and a faint announcement, the train departing for Karlan sets slowly into motion. Ensia: Doctor, let me tell you about the names of all these peaks. Ensia: Look. The one there with the flat-ish slope is Jungfrau. The third Saintess named that one. Ensia: The really steep one there, that's Matterhorn. His name actually came straight from that one. ...... Ensia continues on, with something to say about all the scenery that passes by, and all that Kjerag is. Aside, Courier wears his eternal smile, listening to every word quietly and respectfully. But from time to time, the faraway look in his eyes carries a hint of something unclear. Sharp reclines against the seat browsing net pages. He'll find that the contents of Kjerag's internet far exceed his expectations. Alternately, you listen to Ensia, and cast your gaze out of the window. Outside, remnants of ice drift in a lake reflecting the blue sky. Some locals are together at its shallows, some drawing water, some doing their laundry, some laughing. The purest white snowpeaks stand imposingly tall, any attempt to lift your head and see their end blocked by the sunlight. Halfway up, where the mountains level somewhat, a young shepherd herds flocks of stockbeasts home. No surprise crosses him as he sees the people aboard the train; instead, he lifts his whip, waving at you in greeting. Not far away is the village where he lives, smoke spiraling from chimneys, peaceful and prosperous. The sight of it all wipes the cares from your mind. Perhaps, this journey will be just fine.
Mayer: This... should be the place, right? Silence: Mm. No doubt about it. Mayer: Neat. Just gotta check, Silence, she really wanted to meet you here? Mayer: This looks like a real-ass bar. In pretty lively shape, too... Mayer: But nobody's home. Silence: True. The liquor is all laid out very tidily, with an orderly ambience to match. Mayer: Pretty bizarre. Should we head back, maybe? Not long till we gotta get going. Silence: No. Whoever invited us knows about Anthony's jailbreak, and that he's with us, on top of... Mayer: Of? Silence: We'll be heading off tonight. Silence: Let me check over the miscellanies one more time. Silence: Hm? A message? Silence: I don't remember anyone in this city having my contact info... Silence: Wait, is this... an internal band?! Silence: ...... ???: Ms. Silence. Silence: Who are you? ???: No one important. What's important is that I know you have Anthony, and you're the one who broke him out. Silence: ...I don't know what you're talking about. ???: No need to panic. Even if I can't prove it, you can rest assured that I'm no bad actor. Otherwise, I wouldn't go to the trouble of establishing contact with you on an inside wire. Silence: State your intentions. ???: All I want is to invite you and Mayer the Engineer out, for a chat. Silence: ...... ???: I'll take that as a yes. Now, the address is... Silence: On top of the fact that she sounded absolutely vile. ???: Hearing that as soon as I come in hurts me a little, you know. Mayer: Whozzit? ???: Hiya~ ???: I reserved the entire bar. It's just us three all alone here. ???: I really wanted to chit-chat with you in a normal bar, but in the end, this isn't something we can let just anyone hear. ???: So, sorries~ Mayer: You're... ???: Alright, let's all introduce ourselves. ???: I'm the Director of Ecological, Muelsyse. Silence: I remember you. Muelsyse: Wowie, you know me? I'm blessed. Silence: My mentor once mentioned you. Muelsyse: Alright, your turn now. Silence: Do you need to ask? Muelsyse: Aww, there's a ritual to these things. Silence: ...Structural, Silence. Mayer: Engineering, Lutra Workshop, Mayer. Muelsyse: I hear you're all with an organization called Rhodes Island now. Muelsyse: How'd you get mixed up in this, then? Silence: ...None of your business. Mayer: Don't tell me you were behind all this... Muelsyse: Keheh. I dunno, what do you think? Silence: No, likely not. Muelsyse: Ooh? You sure about that? Silence: If you could find us yourself, there's no reason you wouldn't know that Anthony has long since left Columbia. Silence: If you were the hand behind the curtain, a priori, there's absolutely no reason to seek us out. Muelsyse: Hmhmm. True, true. Muelsyse: If I'm the hidey-hand, I should be running around headless right now looking for Anthony, huh? Muelsyse: But something tells me they won't lie down and take it, ya know? Your bodyguards have any idea how tough they are? Silence: ...Don't worry yourself. Muelsyse: You sure, eh? Worry I won't, then. Mayer: Uh, Silence, time out. If she's not behind all this, then she's... Silence: It's not clear to me yet either. Silence: But you're linked to this case, and you want something out of us here. Muelsyse: This is why you were Director Parvis's star pupil over in Structural. You're a real smarty. I love chatting it up with people like you. Silence: Don't change the subject, Director Muelsyse. Silence: Anthony left Columbia. His assassination has failed. Mayer and I are ordinary people who just so happened to have come to Columbia. Silence: What is it you could want from us, all told? Muelsyse: Aww, relax a little. Muelsyse: I'm ordinary too! Just a researcher here. I pose no imminent threat to you~ Muelsyse: The booze in this bar's four-star, at least. Wanna sit down and chat over some drinks? Silence: ...... Mayer: Hey. You think we can, Silence? Silence: Oh, fine. I've got things I want to know, too. Mayer: Sweet. Lemme take a look, then... I waaant this one! Muelsyse: Ooh, you've got a sharp eye. I like the Riesling a lot. Not too high proof, but the aroma can strongarm you. Mayer: Huh? I'm not actually that good with alcohol... Muelsyse: Then let me recommend a fruit wine. Very low alcohol content, very friendly flavor. Mayer: Really? I'll give it a shot, then. Muelsyse: Goodie. What about you, Ms. Silence? Silence: Plain hot water will be fine. Muelsyse: Aww, you come to a place like this and don't even wanna try anything more fun? Silence: I'm not interested. Muelsyse: Fiiine, fine. Muelsyse: Alright, ladies, have a seat. Silence: Thank you. Mayer: Whoa. This is actually really tasty. Muelsyse: Glad you like it. Silence: Can we get to the topic at hand? Muelsyse: We can. Muelsyse: Down to business, then. The way I see it, we both have questions, so we may as well trade answers. Muelsyse: Of course, some questions will be off limits, but let's agree not to play any boring little word games, shall we? Muelsyse: And in the interest of demonstrating my goodwill, I'll give you one free question before we start. Ask away~ Silence: How did you find us? Muelsyse: That's a pretty... trivial first question. You sure? I thought you'd ask something more straight to the point. Silence: Please answer the question, Director Muelsyse. Muelsyse: Alright. Muelsyse: Whether or not you believe me, me and HydeBro's strike teams have nothing to do with each other. Mayer: HydeBro... They're the company who moved against Anthony in this, right? Muelsyse: Righty. You've got history with them. Probably don't need too much introduction. Silence: HydeBro. Former building materials juggernaut in Bunkerhill City. Once clashed head-to-head with the up-and-coming Simon Co. Mayer: Eep. They were up-and-coming back then? Silence: Yes. Simon Co. originally was in the logistics business. By all accounts, the call was made to move into building supplies at a board meeting. Silence: The company was named after the family, and half of its top-floor employees were related to the CEO, Smith Simon. Silence: Including the person at the heart of this affair—Anthony Simon, his one and only son. Silence: The short story is, whether it was over or under the table, the two companies fought it out, and they fought hard. To the point of blood, some rumors even say. Silence: And in the end, one can say Simon Co. lost. Ever since, HydeBro has enjoyed a very real monopoly on construction supply commerce in not just Bunkerhill, but surrounding cities as well. Muelsyse: Hmhmm. All correct. Gold star for you. Muelsyse: Ultimately, you all come together in Ironforge City and shook them off. P.S., I've gotta say you did a beautiful job. Silence: ...But we didn't shake you off. Muelsyse: Ahah. Too true. Silence: I see you're not denying you were in league with them. Muelsyse: Hmm... I feel like you've got your guess, honestly speaking. Muelsyse: But I can tell you, I borrowed their communication channels for sure. Muelsyse: Not like there's room to breathe. If I didn't do this, I'd probably end up the biggest loser out of this whole thing. Silence: ...... Muelsyse: So, I think we can get into grilling each other now. One asks, the other answers. You start. Silence: No. Let's have you start, Director Muelsyse. Muelsyse: Whoo. Can I? Silence: I want to know what your game is here. Muelsyse: Alrighty. What I wanna know is... Muelsyse: Ms. Silence, how did your helper get in touch with Anthony, and aid him in a successful jailbreak, while in prison? I want a grasp on how that went down. Silence: ...? Silence: That's all in the past. Why do you want to know about it? Muelsyse: Because I don't get how this jailbreak happened at all. Muelsyse: The only parts I understand are the beginning— Muelsyse: —HydeBro initiated this assassination plot they'd been brewing forever against Anthony Simon—the last of the Simons—who was locked up in Mansfield State Prison. Muelsyse: And then the very end— Muelsyse: —where Anthony led a group that successfully escaped Mansfield, and then met up with you two, and made it out of Columbia. Muelsyse: As for everything in between... well, I had a chance to find out, but that's slipped away by now. Very sad about that. Muelsyse: So I want to hear it from you. Just what happened? Silence: This is not fair at all. Muelsyse: Relax, I'm not here to try and get the whole thing in one single question. Muelsyse: You can toss out your own questions when you see fit, and I'll do my bestest to answer. Muelsyse: Of course, I might have other questions too, but prooobably not that many~ Muelsyse: Okay, being serious, we're only doing this I-ask-you-ask because we still don't know each other that well. Muelsyse: Who can say if once we become friends, we'll let all the beans spill~ Silence: ...I do not intend to become your friend, and this is going to take an awful amount of time. Muelsyse: Aren't you 'just ordinary people in Columbia' right now? You're not in any sort of rush, are you? Muelsyse: Of course, you're free to turn tail and leave, but. First thing: I have no way to guarantee you'll actually make it out. Muelsyse: Second thing: I have no idea how much you really know, but this is probs your one and only chance to pry intel out of me, Ecological Director Muelsyse. You really wanna let that go? Silence: ...You're threatening me. Muelsyse: I'm giving you the option that's least likely to get you hurt, Researcher Silence. Silence: ...... Silence: Fine. I see you want to know, no matter what, and we're in no rush at all. Mayer: Hey, I know this story. Can I just be drawing up some plans on the side here? Silence: Go for it. Muelsyse: Kafka... was that your assistant's name? Silence: Yes. Muelsyse: Don't think I ever saw her name in any list of staff to do with you. Silence: She isn't a Rhine Lab employee. Silence: Rhine Lab would never hire her, and her interest in scientific research is roughly zero. Muelsyse: Huh. So how do you know each other? Silence: Coincidentally. Silence: But that's another story. All you need to know is she's a friend of mine. Silence: She's the one who helped me gather all my intel on the Simon family. Muelsyse: Ooh? She sounds like a real doer to me. Muelsyse: And very loyal. Not many people would become a criminal and get thrown in prison for the sake of a friend, would they? Silence: I remunerated her appropriately. Silence: And she had her own goal in being imprisoned— Muelsyse: Her own goal? Silence: According to her, she always wanted to experience true prison life, just once. Silence: From her angle, my request must've seemed like I was paying her for it. Muelsyse: ...What an oddball she is. Silence: Undoubtedly. I can't comprehend her sort of mentality, to say the least. Silence: She sought out a carpenter named Mina to pose as staff when entering the prison, and she got sent in herself as a convict. Muelsyse: Is Mina that one Liberi in your team? Silence: She is. Muelsyse: From the sound of it, she was a total third party. Why'd you yank her into this? Silence: I'm not too sure, either. All Kafka said was that Mina once had Anthony's aid, and so would be willing to go inside to help him. Silence: The long and short of it is she accepted my request, and entered Mansfield State Prison... Kafka: Royal flush! Kafka: Ah-hah. Stayin' on top. Infected Prisoner A: Tsk, damnit. Lost again. Hey, Kafka, you're not cheating, are you? Infected Prisoner B: Ain't anyone else's fault you're bad. See? Both Kafka's hands, empty. How's she gonna cheat? Kafka: Yeah, 'zactly. Kafka: (Mumbled) Not my business you hold your cards so crappy I can see 'em. Infected Prisoner A: But who'da thunk it. Infected Prisoner A: First I saw you as some weedy little brat. My shame. You're better than I thought. Infected Prisoner A: And you got word from my momma! You're a real friend, fair 'n' square. Kafka: Hey, hey, hey, how many times I gotta tell ya? I'm already all grown up! Infected Prisoner B: Hahah, truth! Oughta be callin' you a 'lady!' Infected Prisoner C: Whoo-wee, Kafka, ma'am! Jailer: Hey, you lot, break time's over. Jailer: Back to work! Jailer: Anyone slacking, you can kiss goodbye to your dinner! Infected Prisoner A: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. Infected Prisoner A: Pff. You're just some jailer. Who made you king? Jailer: What did you say? Speak up. Infected Prisoner A: I said, I need a toilet! Jailer: Hold it in! Kafka: These jailers have a real bad attitude... Infected Prisoner A: Hey, Kafka, seeing as you can get a thing or two, I'll give you some advice. Infected Prisoner A: Dunno where you muddled on outside, but in Mansfield, I say you'd better keep your tail between your legs, figuratively speaking. Kafka: Whyzat? Infected Prisoner A: You know well as me, this is a nomadic prison we're in. Infected Prisoner A: Times are it visits cities for supplies, maybe takes on a few new inmates. Otherwise, it roams around the wilderness and nobody gives a hoot. Infected Prisoner A: So in here, two and two can make fish. Only law is the jailers' law. Kafka: I guess so. Infected Prisoner A: Hey, sort of a bright side, though. Infected Prisoner A: Outside, it's just us Infected what don't get treated human. Infected Prisoner A: But once you're in here, you ain't treated human whoever you are. Bastards in A-Zone don't live any better than we do. Infected Prisoner A: I think of that, and I feel swell. Kafka: A-Zone? Infected Prisoner A: Ah, right, you're fresh. People what ain't Infected get cells in A-Zone, and us Infected get in B-Zone. Infected Prisoner A: That's how we know 'em by, anyway. A-Zone, B-Zone. Kafka: Ohh— B-Zone Prisoner A: Heh. Can't help but say, Kafka, you came in just the right time. Kafka: Uh-huh? B-Zone Prisoner A: Today's the big event. You're in luck, making it. Kafka: What's the event? B-Zone Prisoner A: You'll know damn soon. Kafka: Sure. Kafka: Speaking of, what's that room over there for? Kafka: Looks like a factory line to me. Why's it split off from our side? No one in there either. B-Zone Prisoner A: Where d'you mean? B-Zone Prisoner A: Oh, that's C-Zone's special assembly line. Kafka: C-Zone? B-Zone Prisoner A: They're the ones living in that tower dead center of the place. That's what we call C-Zone. B-Zone Prisoner A: Scarce few there, but they've all made major messes. They'll pretty much be serving all their lives. B-Zone Prisoner A: They gotta work too, but it ain't gonna be with us. B-Zone Prisoner A: So that's where they do it. Kafka: Ohh... anyone in there called Anthony? B-Zone Prisoner A: Anthony? Whassup, you know him? Kafka: Eh, I wouldn't say we know each other. Just heard he was in here too. B-Zone Prisoner A: Where else is he gonna be...? B-Zone Prisoner B: Hey. Zip it. You about ready? B-Zone Prisoner A: It's starting? Damn, took long enough! Kafka: Whassappening whassappenning? B-Zone Prisoners: ...... A-Zone Prisoners: ...... Kafka: Uh, why do you all look like you're getting together... B-Zone Prisoner A: Kafka, you're new here. Don't try anything today, save you getting hurt. B-Zone Prisoner A: Just grab some kinda something and hide. B-Zone Prisoner A: Here's a front-row ticket to Mansfield's big regular fixture—gang fighting!
Hoshiguma: (Yawn) Hoshiguma: Fold the blankets into dougan, and that'll do. Hoshiguma: Wallet, keys, jacket... Hoshiguma: I'll... leave the comms gear. Hoshiguma: Shield... leave that too. You rest easy for today, partner. Hoshiguma: I'll kick these for shoes. Mmm. Nope, don't feel it. Maybe this limited edition pair? Ah, these feel pretty right. They match my outfit today. Hoshiguma: ...... Hoshiguma: Eh, let's go with the first ones after all. Swire: (Rolls eyes) Hoshiguma: Missy, perfect timing. Which pair do you think looks best? Swire: Don't ask. Every part of you looks awful to me right now. Hoshiguma: What's wrong? You're in a rotten mood. Special day today? Swire: Ngaang gau ah, nei! Swire: You were pounding on my door at dawn for this?! So I could watch you count SHOES? You've collected a billion pairs that all look basically the same to me! Hoshiguma: How are they the same? They're all different editions, the materials are all different... ugh, what am I doing telling you this. Hoshiguma: Our dorms are next to each other. We're like neighbors. We help each other out. Swire: Like I care about you! Swire: Let me make this clear to you, today is my day off! It's three minutes to six right now, and if I sound this alarm, I can write you up for disturbing the peace! Swire: You want overtime? Fine! Do it yourself! You're gonna lose your hair working 24/7, but don't try to take my locks too! Hoshiguma: Overtime nothing. Not often we get a day off, and the L.G.D. doesn't pay much more for overtime. They're pretty tight-pursed. I'm no workaholic like Ch'en either. Hoshiguma: And Missy, are you one to talk? Didn't you just come back from the L.G.D.? I heard you opening and slamming the door. That one traveled. Swire: Piss off! I'm so done right now! Swire: Our plate's loaded! We've got the mess Reunion left, we've got business with that stinky old rat... and that puk gaai dragon isn't even here when it matters. What DOESN'T need doing? Swire: You got promoted, and they want you transferred? Transferred where? Are we just going to give the Special Inspection Unit to someone else?! Swire: I've had it up to HERE! Hoshiguma: Calm down, calm down. It's not like Mr. Wei hasn't thought it through. He's training you. Hoshiguma: For when the L.G.D. is your responsibility. If you ask me, it's just a matter of time. Hoshiguma: You can do it. Swire: You... you don't need to tell me! Of course I know that already! Swire: B—But she was supposed to take over the L.G.D... She was groomed for it... Swire: ...... Sigh. Don't you go crying again. Swire: Who's crying?! Swire: Just you wait. Who cares if some smelly dragon never comes back. Sooner or later I'll seize the L.G.D. for myself. All of it, just you wait. Hoshiguma: Ha ha, now that's something to look forward to. Swire: Ugh. No, wait. Did you just say you heard me opening the door when I came back? So you knew I hadn't slept all night? Swire: Then why the hell did you still call me over? You said you didn't do it on purpose! Hoshiguma: Hey, hey, don't get worked up. Hoshiguma: I was worried you were pushing yourself too hard. Been a lot happening lately, and we haven't really gotten the chance to meet up, right? Hoshiguma: Here, I bet you skipped breakfast again, right? I bought some breakfast. It's your favorite chow fun. Eat a little before you go to sleep. Swire: Hmph. Didn't ask you to. Hoshiguma: Fine, fine, you didn't ask me to. Will you still eat it? Swire: Of course I will! Give it! Swire: Hey, why'd you buy two portions? How am I gonna finish this much? Hoshiguma: Oh... that was two? Must've been habit. Bought them without thinking. Swire: ...... Swire: Three-mushroom shredded fowl, saa sin sauce, extra starchroot... Hmph, only that dummy would like it this way. Swire: Their place uses pretty boring noodles. The flavor's too bland, they skimp on the ingredients. It's barely passable. Next time, remember: go downstairs from the L.G.D., turn the corner, second house down with the blue sign hung outside. They do better stuff. Hoshiguma: Fine, I get it, I'll get you theirs next time. Just try and eat some for now. Woah, slow down! You don't have to inhale it. Swire: (Yawn) Swire: Oh, yeah, where are you going today? I'm up already, so you may as well count me in for some window-shopping. Swire: I need to go buy that one Svrrovski piece. The new one from the JOKER series. It came out just last week. Hoshiguma: Oh, the one Ch'en's had her eye on since forever ago? Swire: Yep, that one. She's got a pretty good eye for those. She's better at picking out clothes and jewelry than I am. Hoshiguma: Sounds like a compliment to me. Hoshiguma: Personally, I don't even get to wear that kinda jewelry much after I buy it. Good thing she gets paid enough, and she lives in a free L.G.D. dorm. She'd be in dire straits otherwise. Hoshiguma: Anyway, Missy, you're inviting me? That's pretty rare. Is this the first time ever? Swire: If I had anyone else, you think I'd wanna pick you? Hoshiguma: I guess so. Whoa, actually, if I don't head out now I'll be late. Later. Swire: Wait, going where? Hold on, I'm gonna do my makeup! Hoshiguma: Don't. You're plenty fine even without making up, 'Miss.' Hoshiguma: Thanks for inviting me, but I'll have to pass today. I'm just going out for a spin, not much point in tagging along. I'll pick you up next time. Hoshiguma: Get some sleep. Leave those bags under your eyes for too long, and it'll be rough when you finally wanna get them off. Hoshiguma: You need more rest, Swire, you really do. L.G.D. Officer: Madame, good morning! Hoshiguma: Morning. You've all worked enough. Want some breakfast? I got recommended a place, so I picked some up along the way. Hoshiguma: Seriously, this early on a vacation day and I still see so many people in this building. L.G.D. Officer: Ever since that whole incident, it's been like this non-stop, ugh. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Same goes for you, Madame Hoshiguma. You only left a few hours ago and now you're back. You're off today, if I remember? Hoshiguma: No comparison. Things are different for me. Hoshiguma: Forget that, are you really still okay? I feel like you're wobbling... Eat something, and lie down in the lounge for a bit. Lay off the energy drinks. They're not good for you. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Ah, thank you, Madame. But I'm okay. Once I'm done with the work I've got on hand, I can go home and sleep. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: (Yawn) Hoshiguma: Fine. I won't say much more then. Just mind yourself. Hoshiguma: It's been all hands on deck lately. After we're past this, I'll take you all out for a feast. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: A feast? I'll pass. What I want is a raise. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Two days ago I ran into the guy from that Rhodes Island office, flaunting his promotion in front of me... pah, what's to flaunt? You just get a few more vacation days than I do... L.G.D. Officer: ...Rhodes Island? L.G.D. Officer: The ones who worked with us? And the lot who took Madame Ch'en away?! L.G.D. Officer: I thought those guys scrammed ages ago! Hoshiguma: Ah... you mean that local branch of theirs, right? Hoshiguma: I think they do some recruitment too. Weren't there a few youngsters making trouble in the streets who got talked into picking up some work instead? Hoshiguma: They've got a way with words. Hoshiguma: Don't you go stirring trouble for them. It's all Lungmen citizens working in that office. No picking bones. Hoshiguma: Go back and tell the kiddos downstairs too. No getting mixed up. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: The hell I can. Everyone's clear deep down. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Us and Rhodes Island get along fine enough. Once in a blue moon we'll have drinks together. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: They've got plenty of weirdos there, and besides their local office people, you pass by them now and again on the street. Some just look wild. We can't help but stare a bit. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Last week they had some kind of Laterano monastery girl with them... and not to mention they can all hold their liquor. L.G.D. Officer: Huh?! So the time you came back dead drunk, it was Rhodes who got you like that?! You threw up all over me! Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Uh... did that happen? L.G.D. Officer: Damn right it did! Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Fine, fine, my bad. Next time you file for a day off to go on a date with your girlfriend, I'll approve it, okay? Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Just hang in there until this bump's over, and every district we're rebuilding has its reconstruction schedules all sorted out. Then we'll be good. L.G.D. Officer: Of course I know that... Honestly, though, once this bump's over, I'm probably not gonna have a girlfriend anymore... sigh. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Hey, that works out. Won't need to approve your day off. Hoshiguma: Brutal. If you don't have anything nice to say... L.G.D. Officer: He's just like that. I'm used to it. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Brat. Exhausted L.G.D. Officer: Anyway, Madame, same to you. It's your day off. Don't hang around here, go on back and take a break pronto. L.G.D. Officer: Yeah, just leave things here to us! Hoshiguma: Oh, looks like I'm not that popular. Or is there another reason you're trying to shoo me out here? L.G.D. Officer: N-No, that's not what I mean...! Hoshiguma: Ha ha, alright, relax, I'm joking. I just came in to have a look, and drop off some food on the side. Hoshiguma: Here, chow fun. You get to it, then. I'm leaving. Hoshiguma: Whew, I'm tired. Hoshiguma: I've only been up for a few days, and I'm already starting to buckle. Getting off-kilter. Hoshiguma: I'm not getting old, right? Shouldn't be, I'm still young if I think about it hard enough... Hoshiguma: ...... Hoshiguma: Maybe I am? Hoshiguma: Ha, whatever... Hoshiguma: Hey, partner, what do you think? It's been a while since I gave you some exercise. Let's head out to that racetrack in Ngai Kang and give it a spin, feel the breeze. Hoshiguma: Hey, your exhaust sounds a little off today. Don't tell me you're getting old too? Hoshiguma: No, of course not, you're definitely still latest model. 70vv. Hoshiguma: Though I guess a model even newer than you just came out. Steady and smooth, fast as lightning. Their ads have always been pretty good, haven't they? Hoshiguma: I still wanna get my hands on one to try, but they break the bank. It's okay, partner, we'll put up with each other for a bit. My wages aren't that high. Can't always spend like I did on you. Hoshiguma: You're far from out of date, and I'm far from retirement. We match pretty well, don't we? Hoshiguma: ...... Hoshiguma: What's your opinion? What makes Ch'en so hard to crack? Hoshiguma: Think she can get used to Rhodes Island? Is she gonna get into fights? I'm guessing so. It's not like she can't get along with people, it's just if she's not willing... ???: Nay. Hoshiguma: —Who's there!? Shirayuki: Miss Ch'en is no fossilized bonehead. Shirayuki: Nor blindly headstrong. Hoshiguma: Ah, who's there? You're... Lady Shirayuki. Shirayuki: (Nods) Shirayuki: Madame Hoshiguma. Hoshiguma: I don't need the title. How come you're here, Lady Shirayuki? Shirayuki: The Madam is away. My orders, to protect thee. Hoshiguma: Got it. Hoshiguma: Lady Shirayuki, I heard the Madam recently assigned you to Rhodes Island? Hoshiguma: How is it? Is little Amiya still holding up? And the Doctor by her side... I remember that one sticking behind cover giving orders. Freakishly smart, freakishly tired. How are they all now? Shirayuki: In plentiful vigor, spirits held high. Shirayuki: Raucous blather. Shirayuki: Loud sort. Hoshiguma: Ha ha ha ha, sounds like they're still full of beans. Hoshiguma: It seems like you have a pretty nice impression of Rhodes Island, Lady Shirayuki. Shirayuki: Truly, Rhodes Island is agreeable. Shirayuki: As goes for Miss Ch'en. Shirayuki: ...Thou needn't dwell. Hoshiguma: What, so now even Lady Shirayuki's saying it... You're not telling me I've got worry written across my entire face? Seriously? Hoshiguma: That can't be right. If I was like that, Missy would've torn a layer off my face this morning. Shirayuki: ...... Hoshiguma: It's okay, Lady Shirayuki. I'm not worried about Ch'en, that's the truth. Hoshiguma: Truest truth. Don't judge Ch'en by her cover. Sure, she'll snap like whiplash, but she's got a delicate heart in there. Hoshiguma: I didn't see it coming when I first met her all the way back. Only came to realize after being with her a lot more. I believe as long as she has a brick wall to bash her head against, she'll live decent no matter where it is. Shirayuki: Intelligent and sharp-witted is Miss Ch'en. Shirayuki: Tongue incisive, and her action ne'er pales. Shirayuki: The commonfolk cannot hope to cheat her. Hoshiguma: Ha ha, true that. Hoshiguma: Tell me, where do you find someone like her? Piss her off and she'll switch to chewing people out, and as long as there's reason, she'll chew out anyone. I've never seen her scared before. Shirayuki: Miss Ch'en... is unreserved. Hoshiguma: Honestly, Ch'en's temper hasn't changed once in all these years. Hoshiguma: I've always felt she put a lot of stress on chivalry. In those manga about master swordsmen, her sort would be the main character. Hoshiguma: But, you know, blood and gore's fun enough to read about, but having those wounds on your own body really aches something fierce. Hoshiguma: There are times I see her aching beyond help, and I think, is it really worth this? Hoshiguma: It isn't worth it. In truth, in full honesty, I feel it truly isn't worth it. Hoshiguma: But she thinks it is. Hoshiguma: I'm not worried if she comes to grief. A little grief is no bad thing. Get too strong-willed and you'll come to a lot worse. Hoshiguma: I'm just scared that she can't get over it. That she can't let it go. Shirayuki: ...... Shirayuki: Miss Ch'en's soul is wide. Shirayuki: Rid of her chest's weight, she is ever more unstoppable. Hoshiguma: You see clearly, Lady Shirayuki. And Master Wei and the Madam see even more plainly. Shirayuki: You too, Madame Hoshiguma, are chivalrous. Hoshiguma: Me? Stop it, that's over the top now. I'm clear when it comes to myself. Hoshiguma: When I was young, I didn't know how things worked. I dreamed, of course, too. Hoshiguma: I've done a lot of impulsive things, and it's not like I've never had some hot blood in me. Hoshiguma: But the hot-blooded story's over, the kid's no longer a kid, and now what? They wouldn't write this stuff in a story. Write it and the readers'd get mad. Total waste of effort. Save yourself the trouble of ever writing it. Hoshiguma: Stories get to end at the best possible times. Life doesn't. Hoshiguma: If chivalry looked like me, carrying the weight of the world, then people wouldn't be into it. Shirayuki: One cannot undervalue oneself. Shirayuki: ...... Shirayuki: If you may see this. Hoshiguma: This is... a comic? Shirayuki: Tai Kam Road, Second Lane bookstore. This month's new publication. Shirayuki: A present for thee. Hoshiguma: Really unexpected. Hoshiguma: Much thanks. Though I'm surprised. You read this, Lady Shirayuki? Shirayuki: Madame will know at a gloss. Shirayuki: Then. I, Shirayuki, take my leave. Hoshiguma: ...... Hoshiguma: (This series...) Hoshiguma: (A new artist's debut work. Second overall in readers' support, and other artists have been recommending it...) Hoshiguma: (It seems pretty decent, too. Is this the protagonist on the cover?) Hoshiguma: (Kinda... familiar...) Hoshiguma: (......) Hoshiguma: (This big one holding the shield is...) Hoshiguma: Ah, ha. So that's how it is. No wonder. Hoshiguma: They've got some guts. But they still know their work. Art's not bad, too. Hoshiguma: Whatever. What—ever... Hoshiguma: If I ever see Ch'en again, what should I call her? Hoshiguma: Operator Ch'en? Hoshiguma: Hm... Hoshiguma: Pretty good. Pretty fitting, too. Hoshiguma: ...... Hoshiguma: (Still not fast enough.) Hoshiguma: (Got a curve up ahead. Perfect, I can still kick up a gear.) The one-horned Oni lets out her breath. It's been a long time since she sped through the wind so savagely. With every roar her beloved machine lets out beneath her, her young, brazen blood seems to flow again, in speed for its own sake. —Until suddenly, behind her, sounds another mechanical beast's cries. The L.G.D.'s Madame Hoshiguma comes back to her senses. Hoshiguma: Mm? Hoshiguma: (Who is it...?) Hoshiguma: (The sound's coming from behind, and getting closer.) Hoshiguma: Pretty good speed, catching up to me. Hoshiguma: Heh, that model and that engine's sound. It's the latest one in the ads. Odds are it's modified, too. Hoshiguma: Let's burn some rubber, partner. We can't lose. Hoshiguma: (Strange. When was there someone so good, and how did I never know?) Hoshiguma: (And they kind of seem like...) Hoshiguma: ('Tearing the vacant streets in the dead of night, the ghost driver in the flashes on the winding roads.') Hoshiguma: (Wait, but the vehicle's not right. And I think I know who's driving it..) Hoshiguma: ...No way? Hoshiguma: ...Phew. Hoshiguma: You're good. It's my loss. Fumizuki: I'm flattered. You took that curve very well. Had my machine not been somewhat better, I would never have overtaken. Fumizuki: Good morning, Inspector Hoshiguma. Hoshiguma: You're unbeatable, Madam Fumizuki. Fumizuki: Oh, my. You don't seem surprised at all. Hoshiguma: I'm pretty surprised, actually. It was too fast just before. I only dared to guess it was you after that curve. Hoshiguma: Everyone's familiar with your principal vehicle, Madam, I'd never mistake it. Today's the first time I've seen those wheels, though. Fumizuki: Are you going to issue me a speeding ticket, then? Hoshiguma: Of course I couldn't. This racecourse is outside our jurisdiction, anyway, specifically for racing... If tickets were a thing out here, I wouldn't get away with it either. Fumizuki: Hehe. You've all been working terribly hard. Hoshiguma: That's our job. Nothing terrible about it. Hoshiguma: ...... Fumizuki: What's wrong, Inspector Hoshiguma? You seem like there's still something you want to say. Hoshiguma: Eh... nothing much. Hoshiguma: Just thinking, the wind out here feels really nice. Hoshiguma: Flooring down an accelerator sure does wonders for my mood. Fumizuki: Quite right. Hear, hear! Fumizuki: In times with just too much to try and do, it truly feels a lot better once you've taken in the breeze. Fumizuki: Though that can't be all you wanted to say, can it? Hoshiguma: Huh... I guess there's no hiding it from you, Madam. Hoshiguma: I was just thinking— Hoshiguma: The Stream-35LL Luminous Luxury parked downstairs from Master Wei for the last two days, even though he doesn't seem like the biking type. Sure enough, it was never his.
Dad, why's there a knife on the wall? That was my constant companion when I was young and begging for food. So why's there an empty shelf under it? That's reserved for an old elder of mine. What happened to them? We had a falling out. Why? Because... It's early in the morning, and the weather's cloudy. Along Yingfeng Road in Shangshu of Great Yan, sits an inn. Not many establishments would call themselves an inn in modern Yan. But this one has the most antique atmosphere, the finest wine and tea, and is the most cultured in all Shangshu. Its sign is red with gold lettering. 'Xingyu.' Someone Innkeeper-esque: Ten jars of Husong, three jars of Yunliao, six jars of Guixing reserve... hmm... Someone Innkeeper-esque: Liu, why are our numbers here so much lower than across the river? Inn Assistant: Don't blame me! They went crazy with banquets at the start of the month. Of course they sold more than us! Someone Innkeeper-esque: How much difference can a few parties make? Inn Assistant: Aiyo wei! You don't even know the half of it. Inn Assistant: You were out of Shangshu then. You don't know how ridiculous that hoo-hah was... Those two days of business could pay half a year's worth of bills, no exaggeration. Inn Assistant: We were beating them for months, and those two days completely sunk us. You can't keep letting them make a fool of us, Mr. Zheng. Inn Assistant: Remember, we were here first, and were the first to do it well. If you ask me the other places should be bowing to my old man here. Inn Assistant: Don't be fooled into loving your grandkids while you forget your son here. Innkeeper Zheng: What are you even blubbering about? Since when am I your old man? I haven't even said anything. Inn Assistant: Yeah, and it'll be all over for me once you do. Inn Assistant: It was just bad luck. If I were the one to meet those nobles... Innkeeper Zheng: If it's just bad luck, then where's all your good luck to balance it out? Inn Assistant: Gah! Nobles, nobles, where did all those nobles come from...? Inn Assistant: We've always relied on word of mouth from our regulars, and you won't even do ads. If we could just invite a few pretty boys and girls to... Innkeeper Zheng: (Glare) ... Inn Assistant: You heard nothing. That was the wind just now. Innkeeper Zheng: Running a restaurant-inn depends on customers with taste and connections, true. But what do you know about who's connected and who isn't? Inn Assistant: If I knew, I'd be running the inn. Innkeeper Zheng: Then sit tight and learn. Innkeeper Zheng: Anyone with eyes can discern if someone rich, powerful, stylish, and wise, that's plain as day. So why can't you? Inn Assistant: Erk... Innkeeper Zheng: Whether you're a kung fu adventurer or a settled person, so long as you're alive you'll mingle with plenty of other people. Innkeeper Zheng: So keep mingling, and you'll get a good eye for this. Knowing people, and knowing what they know, is what lets us live well. Innkeeper Zheng: Meanwhile, you spend all day fiddling about, and run off to the mahjong parlors every night. What kind of future do you expect when... Innkeeper Zheng: ...... Inn Assistant: Why'd you stop the lecture? Innkeeper Zheng: Don't you see our two guests at the door?! Why aren't you greeting them?! Inn Assistant: Aiyo... I completely missed them! Quick, quick, get them in! The first two customers of the day! Get them two plates of salted peanuts and a pot of chrysanthemum tea! Lee: Might our luck be looking up? Boatman: We are early. Let me treat you to dinner in Mr. Liang's stead. Inn Assistant: Take a seat! Tea will be with you in a moment! Lee: I thought we'd have made a beeline for his residence. Boatman: Your 'friend' there is still a magistrate. Busy, in any case. Lee: Busy enough to overlook a friend? Must be busy as can be. Innkeeper Zheng: ...... Inn Assistant: (Sir, sir, what do you think, then? Are these two noble-types?) Innkeeper Zheng: Pah. Innkeeper Zheng: Don't ask, observe. You can't judge at first glance. Shangshu, where the winds blow high, and the clouds part to show off the moon. The land was mountainous since times untold. Some would say the rugged terrain posed quite the obstacle to the nomadic city's development. But the folk of Shangshu were loath to give up the land they'd dwelt in since antiquity, so they went to great pains to move mountains and fuse their city with the peaks. Hence, unlike other cities, Shangshu's plates were distributed along the lines of the range, each perhaps hundreds or thousands of meters wide and utterly unique in their scenery. How auspicious Shangshu's habitation must be that in recent years it has never once been struck by Catastrophe. Its people have built new towns in the mountains, and opened them up with ropeways and tunnels. Furthermore, with the guidance of the Tumu Tianshi, a mountain range of particular renown was directly relocated onto the nomadic platforms, where... Kroos: Slow down mate, what's a Tumu... Tianshi? 'Heavenly Master of Earth and Wood'? Mr. Nothing: You might be unaware, benefactor, but Yan has multiple bureaus of tianshi, Celestial Masters. Any student of the land even a mite accomplished at Originium Arts may apply to join, take layer upon layer of examination, and so serve the country. Mr. Nothing: Originium Arts have a dizzying array of applications, and the science of Originium is developing by the day. The tianshi of Yan are naturally classified by profession and specialty—civil engineers, for example! The artists of earth and wood indeed. Kroos: And here I thought cool titles like that would be reserved for Casters like Leizi—y'know, ones with crazy battle prowess. Mr. Nothing: Would Leizi be that Yan official in Rhodes Island you mentioned before? My my, it may have been like that in the past, but times have changed. Now the welfare of the people comes first. Mr. Nothing: Originium technology benefits the masses, and every tianshi of Yan's Ministry of Engineering pours their life's blood into researching Originium's Arts and testing new materials. Kroos: Other countries couldn't dream of moving whole mountains onto nomadic cities, that's for sure... Mr. Nothing: Indeed. While landscapes may soothe the soul, it certainly wouldn't be worth such monumental efforts if it broke the backs and the banks of the people in the process. Mr. Nothing: Still, most of the credit belongs to the civil engineers of the tianshi who loved their home enough to put in the work. And moving mountains was easy compared to convincing the local villages and estates to agree to the project. Mr. Nothing: Yan has an old proverb. It's a land that raises its people. Mr. Nothing: A shame I can't speak much on Originium Arts, or else I'd have the same things on my mind as one of those nomadic city architects. Kroos: Is everyone from Yan like this? Mr. Nothing: It's these rivers and hills before us, see— Mr. Nothing: The limitless sights. Early springs so tranquil you can hear the snowflakes land. There's a lasting charm about it. Mr. Nothing: If you'd lived here since the cradle too, perhaps you'd think the same way. Kroos: Maybe. Who can say? Kroos: Phew—now that's refreshing. Kroos: 'Where the winds blow high, and the clouds part to show off the moon.' I can see how it earned that. Mr. Nothing: Within Shangshu lie the renowned 'Three Mounts and Seventeen Peaks,' and they draw plenty of tourists. Some foreign nobility even make the trip out here simply to admire them. Mr. Nothing: Presumably the common folk owe it only to the pains of crossing the land that these landmarks aren't swarmed by such visitors coming in droves. Kroos: There's a comfy breeze up here. I was worried it'd rain and delay us from heading up the mountains today. Mr. Nothing: Quite right, benefactor. The spring breeze caresses one's cheeks, the drizzle falls finely, all silent and slick in the rain. Kroos: Been meaning to ask, actually. You're a martial artist, right? So how'd you get so... bookish? Mr. Nothing: My master often instructed us that practicing the martial arts hardly precludes the study of culture. Indeed, the arts come both martial and cultural. To learn them well is but the duty of the modern soul. Mr. Nothing: Besides, the art of gab can be a gateway to making some money. Mr. Nothing: Benefactor, what say we visit the nearest summit on the way? I hear more people have taken to the mountains these last two years; there's been quite the hubbub. Kroos: Pass. We'll rest in the city for a day or two, wait for the sisters to meet up with us, and head on our way... Sigh Never felt so bad about missing all the scenery on the way though. Mr. Nothing: You've always been singularly devoted, benefactor. A mind only for the objective, not a whit more. And as proof of your conscientiousness, you never take a break. Kroos: Never take breaks? Me? Mr. Nothing: But of course! Kroos: Whatever, flattery will get you nowhere. We're not going. Mr. Nothing: Er, but you're merely taking me to the office for onboarding. Such a minor errand needn't be so urgent. Mr. Nothing: And did I not hear Lava mention you undertook this journey intending a vacation? Surely nothing impedes you from a good tour of the scenery then? Sigh. Kroos: If only Lava were here... I'm not the only one who needs to sort out her head right now. Mr. Nothing: Benefactor Lava just happened to be tasked with a sudden commission taking her a different way—I imagine she'll pass by scenery just as fine. Kroos: I don't think she's the type to gawp at the view. Not in a million years. Mr. Nothing: Haha, so she isn't. Kroos: To be honest though, she wasn't always this way. Me neither, of course. Mr. Nothing: You needn't brood, benefactor. Things change, we change. The world's affairs are inconstant. Mr. Nothing: Let's hurry on our way, then. Street Youth: Found them, Miss Du. Miss Du: You sure? Street Youth: No mistake. They came in at Zhengshan Crossing, and got to Yingfeng Road in Weichang District. He got someone reliable to come with him the whole way. Miss Du: And the Lungmenite's carrying an antique little box on him, correct? Street Youth: Yep. Clear as day. Miss Du: If anything goes wrong, you're responsible. Street Youth: You left this to us. We won't let it go wrong. Miss Du: Good! Miss Du: Then we're paying this buccaneer a visit in place of those yellow-bellied oldies!
Since ancient times, where virtue has taken its steps, vice has leapt a mile. Nature's catastrophes and humanity's calamities pain the common people to their ends. But, as the sayings go, humanity's will conquers fate, and evil can never triumph over good. You gallant saviors walk the cardinal winds; where found, you draw your arms to combat terrors on the weak. In all the writings new and old, how living still are such bright, flowing scholars? Ah! As they say, 'fair the food, the wine, and the scenery, fair the people, their virtue, and their company,' we see those heroes looming out of time immemorial, each one a vast paragon of right. ???: Yes, I see you two benefactors are wonders to your cores, paragons of right, and blessed with a seldom-seen heart of chivalry; surely you must be the hermits of a realm's highest honor? ???: Ohh, ohh, surely the firmaments took pity on me, spoke that my life shouldn't end here... When those fiendish brutes enter my mind, my rage at once just swells in crescendo! Yet while out of my senses, I charged headlong into their lair. I lament it came to that! ???: It's a blessing that you two luminaries rescued me, and only then I could escape intact. As the proverb goes, mere thanks pale before a mighty grace; the least I can offer to you benefactors is a divination... what do you think of that, as a mark of tribute? Lava: ...Uh. Lava: I guess if you could lemme read that divining magazine you have. Trying to pass the time right now... cough! Ahahah, Ms. Lava, that would be your misconception. As they say, bare a person not by their faults, and strike them not to their looks— Lava: Get to the point. ???: Ah, truly your insight is like a torch to the dark, Ms. Lava! It's just like the proverb goes; aid must be seen to the end, like boats are to shore. Though the two of you helped me fend off those things, I cannot hide it from you... ???: Truthfully, I've lost all my luggage. Mm, not just my rations and travel money, but my maps, tent, papers, changes of clothes and my beloved little teapot... yes, all lost. ???: After all, my whole carriage sank into the lake. Ahahahah. Lava: ...You still have your fishing rod and fan, though? Are you really a Messenger? ???: Hahah. Hah. Er, truthfully, there's some things I'd like to keep to myself... I could never get a lie past you, so I'll just have to ask you treat me like I am. Lava: So you're looking to go with us? ???: Indubitably! Lava: Uh-huh... ???: Ohh, ohh, how could I be so blithe about your personal business? Really, I'm loath to continue inconveniencing my benefactors... ???: Only, three hundred li ahead is a village by the name of Ni-weng, rich in fine jade. There's a stage station there, and as long I have a simple chair to rest on, a bowl of loose tea and the chance to get my things sorted, I'll be back in the saddle, no more troubling anyone else! Lava: I mean, going with us is fine, but... all the gloompincers are pretty aggroed right now. Really strong attacks, too. If you wanna go with us, we're gonna need to wait until they settle down first. ???: Oh my, oh my, I'm being such a bother to you all. I really am so sorry. ???: That said, why isn't our benefactor Kroos back yet? There's no shortage of those beasts. Are you sure she won't need our help? Lava: If you could help, why'd you get chased this far out by the gloompincers? Just hold tight and wait. ???: Yet your great grace saving me demands recompense, stuff a pole apart. To stand by as my other benefactor braves further danger alone—I really find it hard to bear. ???: What about this! I have here a copy of a workout b... nay, a secret tome, its worth formidable, that improves your figure with striking efficacy! This shall be my repayment to the two of you! Lava: Can you stop? Chill? ???: Most certainly. ???: ...... Lava: ...... ???: ...... Lava: Fine. Stop sizing me up like that. Just ask what you wanna ask, I guess. ???: Ah. By your dress, you two benefactors wouldn't happen to be people of any nearby village, would you? Lava: We're not. ???: To be forward, you're not people of Yan? Lava: Nope. ???: Then from where do you hail? Higashi? Ursus? Possibly somewhere even farther, like knights journeying the compass? I've heard people of foreign lands always tend to have strange traditions like that. Is it true? False? Lava: I'm not... I... ugh. Lava: If I gotta say it, I'm a Victorian. ???: Uh... Victoria's, yeah, I hm, uh, know it well. Lava: You have literally no idea where Victoria is, do you. ???: Ahahah. Foreign lands have foreign plans; only our masters in the cities would be so mindful of them. What use would we plain country folk have for ruminating? ???: It's just rare to see guests from afar. The way you speak the Yan tongue was decently suggestive of it, hence my curiosity. Lava: (I kinda only looked into Yanese right before we left for... whatever.) Lava: Oh, Kroos is back. ???: My, now, Ms. Kroos, Ms. Honorable Kroos, thank you, thank you dearly, are you hurt? Ought I give you a shoulder rub? A leg massage? ???: I have here a bottle of elixir, a panacea passed down for generations. Its price is, well, considerable, but in the face of you two benefactors, I'll bite my tongue. You can have it free of charge. Lava: ...I thought you lost all your luggage? ???: I still have some fine goods on me; backup is what the wanderer's living demands. Ah, such is our way of life. Lava: Fine, fine, just do you. Hey, how were things up ahead? Kroos: Just a few poor li'l guys I helped find a new home. They settled right down after that. Kroos: This way we can head on, right? We pass through that reed marsh, follow downstream, and then we've found the mountain? ???: Er, you helped rehome the gloompincers? Lava: ...Either way, it's sorted now. We'd better get moving, chop-chop. Lava: Kroos, this sad Messenger guy said he wants to go with us up to Ni-weng. No problems with that? Kroos: No problemo. You're the captain this time, Lava, mate. What you say goes. ???: So you're the captain! My apologies, my apologies! Kroos: My apologies, my apologies~ Lava: Don't make his racket worse... Lava: Now that I mention it, I still haven't asked. What should I call you? ???: Me? I'm just a lilliputian Messenger; what necessity is my introduction to the stage? I'm sure you agree, ahahah— Lava: Huh? ???: —But keeping the two of you forever in the dark would be quite unbecoming. Whatever next, ho! Mm... just call me... Mr. Nothing, then. Lava: You just came up with that, didn't you!? Mr. Nothing: Not at all, not at all! How could I! Kroos: Hmm... that Ni-weng place. Isn't it at the foot of Mount Hui-ch'i? Mr. Nothing: That it is, that it is! Dear benefactor, you're quite well-versed indeed to have heard word of a town so small! Kroos: Then it's right on the way, isn't it! Kroos: How about this, Mister Mr. Nothing? We'll escort you there, but once we've reached where we're aiming for, you'll need to help us out a little too. Mr. Nothing: Not a problem! Not a problem! With my carriage in the lakebed and me waiting for a rescue team to fish it out, my plate is completely empty in the meanwhile. Mr. Nothing: Ohh, ohh... Just as the proverb goes, a drop of kindness warrants a fountain of redress! That I should have the chance so soon to repay your graces in saving my life! Surely, the heavens have smiled upon me! They have smiled upon me! Kroos: Ya know, that genuine manner with the teary voice reminds me of a certain someone who gets a chunk knocked out of her wages every couple of days. Kroos: Alrighty. Cap'n, you decided? Lava: You pick this moment to dump him on me? Mr. Nothing: Benefactor! Oh, benefactor! I plead that you must give me this chance! Lava: Uh... I've gotta admit having a local would be pretty handy. And Nian's info was ambiguous anyway, that son of a... I'm not familiar with Yan's geography or environment, and finding someone's actually been a bit of a challenge... Lava: Ugh, why did Closure give her permission to do something this annoying? Kroos: Because she's had a surprisingly productive mood recently. Lava: Apart from playing mahjong and eating hotpot, what else has she done? Kroos: Don't do her like that. If Nian knew that was how you saw her, she'd take it hard. Lava: She's used to it. I'm used to her being used to it. I'm just complaining a bit about how she's giving us so much pain. Mr. Nothing: ...... Lava: Uh... sorry. I should let you in the loop first, Mr. Nothing. Mr. Nothing: Very well. Everything you say, rest assured I'll engrave into my flesh and soul. Three recitations before bed, three when I wake— Lava: It's—it's not that big a deal... Lava: Our mission's really simple. We're finding a single person. One month before Rhodes Island Landship Nian: Yeah, um, long story short, I want you to bring my little sister back here for me. Lava: Long story short my ass! You said basically nothing! Nian: C'mon, I've explained it, haven't I? Lava: 'I miss my family all the more on every festive day' counts as an explanation?! Nian: Big sisters miss their li'l sisters as a matter of course. Isn't that ample reason? Your big sister yanks you around all the time, yeah? Don't you get it? Lava: Drop that subject before you make me even less willing to help— Lava: —Alright, even if your family's got special circumstances going on, we'd need a stupid huge amount of personnel and resources to get Rhodes Island deep into the heart of Yan. Lava: There's no way Closure would just roll over and let this request through— Nian: Yeah, she let it through. Lava: ...... Nian: She didn't just let it through, she got Kroos to go with you too. Nian: Look, c'mere, I'm betting Kroos wants to tour around Yan a bit. It's not half bad, and she's been scampering through one smoky hellscape after another. It's about time she took a vacation. Lava: H—How did you get Closure to agree—? Nian: Ah-hah. Don't look at me like I'm caught in the act. I really am doing it all for Rhodes Island this time. Sigh... Did you mess with the Engineering Department again? Nian: If giving them experimental materials worth millions counts as messing with them, then... guilty as charged. Nian: Humanity seldom gets their hands on stuff like this. If everything goes smoothly, Rhodes Island from here on out will have first-rate, elite regular equipment to stand shoulder to shoulder with nations... if everything goes smoothly. Lava: What the hell did you pull this time...? Nian: Don't ask. Time will soon tell. Nian: I've gone years without seeing my precious sister, Dusk. All you need to know is that name. Trust me, you'll know her when you see her, and I'll be counting on you. Lava: Why don't you go yourself? Nian: She's been hiding from me for years. Why would I need to do that to myself? Lava: Fine. Even though it looks like you haven't been trying that hard... Nian: Hey. Lava: Since Closure gave it the go-ahead and all... uh... you remember to properly thank me afterwards. Nian: Hey, now that's my li'l Lava... I didn't give your costume an upgrade for nothing. Lava: Enough... just stop talking. Nian: It's a little present for you. Nian: Your costume for Ancient Forge. Didn't you actually love it? Lava: Y—You're joking— Nian: But you know I pretty clearly saw you spending half the day posing in front of the mirror? Lava: Tch... go in my room without consent again, and I WILL send you out with a bang for real. Nian: Alright, alright. You've been wearing that combat outfit for a while anyway. Even if you still can't cut open space with your daggers... Lava: Th—That was a stupid edit you decided to make to the script afterwards! Nian: Was it? But from when I came to Rhodes Island up till now, haven't you matured a heck of a lot? And you've been learning Arts from some real serious characters. Nian: So in short, I leave it up to Kroos and you. Nian: I'd better warn you just in case. She's... Dusk's no pushover. She can be a ridiculous pest. Just be prepared to deal with her, and I guarantee you'll go undefeated at mahjong afterwards. Sigh... Lava: ...Nian. Lava: You've been hiding something from me, right? Nian: Oh... if you think so, then what's the point in asking me? Lava: Save it. I'm not gonna dig any deeper, anyway. You aren't like us, I can still tell that much. Nian: Well, duh, where else could you find someone as terrifying as me? So? Lava: Let me just tell you this. I'm willing to help you even though I know how much of a pain this is going to be. Lava: So when it comes down to it, you're not going to cut corners on 'repaying' me. Nian: Ho-ho, li'l Lava knows the art of haggling too. Tricky, tricky... alright! I've decided! Lava: ...? Nian: You drag Dusk back, and I'll grant any one request of yours. Anything goes. Such as... forging a divine weapon? Nian: I've got six weapon concepts right now. I'm one short of seven. Any old one of them would be enough for you to leave your name in history. Lava: Wh—What are they...? Nian: They're badass. Nian: Or maybe you'd wanna know some ancient stuff from ancient times... I could consider telling you guys. Not too many people should reasonably know about it, I guess, but if you— Lava: Pass. Nian: Hey—don't be so heartless. Haven't you been kinda impatient with me lately? Doesn't suit you, does it? Nian: Oh, right, right, take this with you. Lava: And this is? Nian: Just treat it like... a sort of protective charm. After all, my sister's, well... Mr. Nothing: Ohh, ohh... helping find your colleague's precious little sister, estranged for years, you traveled myriads far to this place of ours. Benefactors, surely enough, you are made of heroic stuff! Mr. Nothing: I admire you! I cannot help but admire you! Kroos: Uh... did we go that far? Lava: No. We can already see Mount Hui-ch'i ahead... but it seems like it's getting late. What do we do? Mr. Nothing: I'm in no rush, no rush at all. Benefactors, do as you do. Lava: The address Nian gave me just says 'Outside Kou-wu City, near Mount Hui-ch'i.' Are there any other settlements around here? Mr. Nothing: None! None for a thousand li around. Just Ni-weng Village all alone. Kroos: Maybe she's living in the mountains... after all, she's the sister of Nian. I get the feeling she might. Lava: ...What is it you think of her? Why do I get the feeling you're not being one bit polite to her? Lava: Seeing as we don't have any further clues, it's your time to shine now. Mr. Nothing: Verily! I know this area well... Don't gaze at me like that, I really do know it! When I was young, I'd frolic about this place come rain or shine! Lava: Do you have any ideas? Mr. Nothing: Ah, this I must proclaim clear to you two benefactors. If you wish to find someone in the villages surrounding Kou-wu City, you need only visit a teahouse, call out loud, and your friends and strangers alike will come rushing over. Mr. Nothing: Give me one scant hour, and I'll be sure to find your—That's right, does the person you're looking for have any particular features? What's their name? What status do they hold? Lava: ...She's called Dusk. Lava: She's a painter. Mr. Nothing: Benefactors, benefactors, I see it! Lava: S—So it really was in the mountains... I'm beat... why do I feel like this mountain's a lot taller than it first looked? Kroos: I'm not surprised. Mr. Nothing: Well! So deep within the forests and hills, without water or electricity, she built herself a thatched cottage? Benefactors, your friend's sister truly has a mind for aesthetics. Lava: ...I won't hide it, I'm starting to get a bad feeling about this already. Kroos: But the scenery here's quality, I've gotta say. If she's a painter, I can imagine her here. Kroos: Eh...? Lava? What'cha looking for? Lava: The 'protective charm' from Nian. I only just realized she might've had another reason for giving it to me, and more than likely, it's not anything good. Kroos: Could just... toss it, you know? Lava: Kroos, you really are the one with the biggest complaints about her, aren't you? Mr. Nothing: Benefactors, what if I go first and ask at the door? See if anyone's in? Perhaps we've been looking in error? Lava: You don't need to do that. I just feel like we can't be reckless if we're meeting her sister. We need to prepare ourselves. Lava: Let's go. Lava: Hello, is anyone there? Kroos: ...... Lava: Hello? Mr. Nothing: I presume she's out on a walk? Kroos: In the mountains? Mr. Nothing: Yet you can see the water mottling this door, and the leaves have piled up dead. It doesn't give the air that anyone lives here... Should we try and knock? Lava: Mm... Hello? Is anyone there?
The man steps into the room. The woman in the wheelchair utters not a word. He tidies up the notes and documents scattered across the table. He swaps the withered flowers in the vase out for fresh ones. She continues reading her newly borrowed book, as if she takes no notice of him. It is silent. Perhaps because all there is to say has long since been said. Or perhaps because it is not yet time for that which shouldn't be said. Without warning, the man speaks. Wasting Man: She'll be back soon. Quiet Woman: The Legati spent so long preparing for this meeting. Of course she will. Quiet Woman: How long will you stay? Wasting Man: Until I finish what I must do. Wasting Man: For all I can accomplish here is the delivery of the Lateran people's souls. Wasting Man: ...... Wasting Man: I should go. Quiet Woman: Don't come back. The man stands silent for a while, before turning and leaving the room. The woman pushes her wheelchair up to the window. She opens it, and looks out. She's watched the sun rise and set over Laterano countless times through this window frame. The city is as noisy as ever tonight, the Laterans being strangers to both tranquility and exhaustion. So what of tomorrow on? Cecelia: Mamma, drink some hot water. Sickly Mother: Good girl, cough cough... Mamma's alright. Cecelia: Mamma... I'll read you a storybook. Sickly Mother: Cecelia, my darling Cecelia. Sickly Mother: Mamma really hates to leave you. Cecelia: Are you going to leave me, Mamma? Sickly Mother: No, cough cough... Mamma's never, ever wanted... to leave you... Sickly Mother: She's just got no choice... Cecelia: Where are you going, Mamma? Can I go with you too? Is that okay? Sickly Mother: You can't go where I'm about to go, Cecelia... It's very cold, very lonely, and so, so empty. Cecelia: I'll go with you, I'll be with you so you won't be lonely. Sickly Mother: ...I'm sorry, Cecelia. Sickly Mother: Your childhood should have been so much more blessed... Cecelia: I HAVE been blessed. With you, Mamma. Sickly Mother: Cecelia... Cecelia. Listen now, listen. Cecelia: I'm listening, Mamma. Sickly Mother: I won't be able to look after you soon... Someone will come pick you up. Sickly Mother: Go with him. He'll take you to Papà. Sickly Mother: Papà will look after you for me, okay? Cecelia: Can't you come with me? I bet Papà really wants to see you... Sickly Mother: Mamma... has something important to do... So I can't go with you. Sickly Mother: Once you see Papà, tell him that your Mamma really misses him too. Sickly Mother: Also, tell him... I'm sorry. Okay? Cecelia: Mamma, what are you sorry for? Sickly Mother: Listen to me, listen to your Mamma, Cecelia! Cecelia: I will, Mamma... Don't cry... Sickly Mother: Cecelia, my poor Cecelia... Giving birth to you was the greatest blessing in my life. But what if you find it a lifelong curse... my child, my beloved daughter... Sickly Mother: Who will bless you? Who can? Sickly Mother: Cecelia, my darling Cecelia... Hide yourself. Don't let them find you... Sickly Mother: Run away... leave Laterano... The mother holds her daughter's hands. Through her eyes flash myriad emotions, until finally all strength fades from them. And they slowly, gently fall shut. Cecelia: Mamma...? The Sankta girl does not know what's happened. When she notices her mother's hands have turned cold, she clasps them together against her own chest, hoping to provide some warmth to her. There's a knock on the door. ???: Executor Federico of the Laterano Notarial Hall, on official business. Please open the door. Cheery Legatus: Sir, your check-in at the guesthouse has been taken care of. Cheery Legatus: The rest of your day is completely free! Might not be a bad idea to have a look around. You seemed quite eager the whole way. Columbian Magnate: Hmm— Columbian Magnate: Lateran City has some very distinct architecture. Cheery Legatus: You see? Wasn't it worth the trip? Columbian Magnate: I suppose it was. Columbian Magnate: What's the schedule for tomorrow? Cheery Legatus: Your meeting with His Holiness the Apostle, our Pope, is all set, so I'll be returning to the Basilica now. I'll fetch you tomorrow when it's time to meet him. Cheery Legatus: Please enjoy your stay in Laterano during the conference. No need to worry about expenses; it is our honor to host VIPs from the world over. Columbian Magnate: The world over... sigh I sure don't see how gathering all these foreigners in one place is gonna get anything done. Columbian Magnate: Still, how could I refuse such a generous invitation from His Holiness? Might as well take advantage of his hospitality while I'm here. Cheery Legatus: Excellent, now if you'll excuse me. Feel free to take Laterano by storm. Columbian Magnate: The architecture here sure is interesting. Columbia uses pillars like these too, but there're subtle differences... Columbian Magnate: Hmm. Seeing as I'm here... Columbian Magnate: Hm? What are they up to over there? Brisk Lateran Citizen: All set up? Sedate Lateran Citizen: I'm good. How's your end? Brisk Lateran Citizen: Done. Ezell, have we dispersed everyone in the area? Ezell: All the citizens likely to be directly affected, yes. Those in the secondary effect range are confirmed to be notified as well. Brisk Lateran Citizen: Shall we get started then? Ezell: Mm-hm... Current time is 10:22, on March 15th, 1099. The following act of demolition is carried out with Reserve Executor Ezell of the Notarial Hall as witness. Brisk Lateran Citizen: Alright. Here goes, three— Columbian Magnate: (What're those three Sankta doing standing around that pillar?) Brisk Lateran Citizen: Two— Columbian Magnate: You three are the only ones around here. What gives? Brisk Lateran Citizen: One, fire!—Huh, where'd you come from?! Ezell: ?! Columbian Magnate: What?! What was that explosion?! ...Something's coming down! Columbian Magnate: Save me, save me! Eeeek—! Ezell:! Ezell: I have to... what? The pillar's falling a lot slower now... Columbian Magnate: Save— ???: Cram it. Columbian Magnate: Eeek— Columbian Magnate: Huff... huff... Columbian Magnate: Th-That scared the skin off of me! What kind of crazy place is Laterano?! Whoever you are, Liberi, thank you for rescuing me. Columbian Magnate: What's your name? Find me at the Columbian Provisional Association, and I'll return the favor. Mostima: She's called Shimmering Vigil. Shimmering Vigil: ...... Columbian Magnate: Shimmering Vigil...? Lateran names sure do sound silly sometimes... Shimmering Vigil: That's not my name. Brisk Lateran Citizen: Hi... you're okay, right?! Sedate Lateran Citizen: Thanks, you two. That could've been a disaster. Ezell: Thank you for your aid. The Liberi Formerly Known As Shimmering Vigil: You're welcome. Columbian Magnate: Say, what's going on here though? Bombings in the middle of the day? Don't tell me you have extremists sneaking in? Brisk Lateran Citizen: Uh... Brisk Lateran Citizen: Something's been on my mind. Sedate Lateran Citizen: Go on. Brisk Lateran Citizen: Do you think this pillar is absolutely perfectly positioned, or no? Sedate Lateran Citizen: I would say so; it fully embodies Laterano's architectural aesthetics. So? Brisk Lateran Citizen: So... I can't help but wanna see what would happen if we blew it up. Sedate Lateran Citizen: Ahh— Sedate? Lateran Citizen: I have to admit, it's a fine idea. Brisk Lateran Citizen: But the conference is starting soon, right? I heard there'll be a lotta people from afar. I think His Holiness even said we should show some restraint for a while. Sedate? Lateran Citizen: He did. Sedate?? Lateran Citizen: However, he said 'show some restraint', not 'don't do anything'. Brisk Lateran Citizen: I get that His Holiness is hoping to give the visitors a good impression. But, my dear friend, what do you say to my humblest of opinions? I think a 'good impression' must be based on reality. Not Very Sedate Lateran Citizen: You couldn't be more correct, my friend. Brisk Lateran Citizen: So, we filed with the Notarial Hall, got our executor here to witness for us, and evacuated everyone nearby... Brisk Lateran Citizen: Before giving this beautiful pillar just the perfect blast... Sedate Lateran Citizen: Except, we never expected you to show up right at that moment. Brisk Lateran Citizen: We're so sorry, esteemed sir, for unwittingly doing you harm. Columbian Magnate: You... set off an explosion on a nomadic city street? And filed with the government... for an official witness?! Were you... you Laterans always this... uninhibited? The Liberi Formerly Known As Shimmering Vigil: Of course we abide by the Commandments and all relevant regulations. The Liberi Formerly Known As Shimmering Vigil: But if it's not explicitly forbidden, anything's fair game. And Lateran City values and protects every citizen's rights. Ezell: Don't worry, sir. Just your average everyday explosion, perfectly normal. Columbian Magnate: What if someone gets hurt...? Ezell: We know our limits. That said, I'd also like to extend my apologies to you for this accident. Sedate Lateran Citizen: Truly sorry, sir. Brisk Lateran Citizen: Maybe it hasn't quite sunk in for you yet, but believe me, stay long enough and you'll learn to love this city. Columbian Magnate: Er... I think I can live without that sinking in. Mostima: And there you have it. Mostima: Welcome to Laterano, sir. ???: Tut-tut, if it isn't Mostima. Just what is her ability? Is she slowing down time, or merely tricking people into perceiving it that way? ???: It blows my mind every time. Reserved Legatus: Oren, what's going on over there? Oren: Not much, just a normal day in my lovely hometown. Oren: Though I did get a better show than expected. Reserved Legatus: The others are waiting for us. Oren: I know. Let's go. The Legati. A special Messenger division established under the auspices of the incumbent Pope. Laterano had previously held a detached position, maintaining neutrality among the central powers. As such, Lateran officials were sometimes tasked by foreign powers with relaying critical information between different parties in the course of diplomacy. This role was normalized and institutionalized with the establishment of the Legatus system. They have become a special force moving between the nations. With Laterano's absolute neutrality as a foundation, the Legati aim to promote the circulation of important information between countries. 1098: via the Legati, the Pope sends an invitation to all nations of Terra: 'Gather for a conference at Laterano. I invite every nation to dispatch its envoys for a discussion regarding our collective security.' 1099: the Legatus system celebrates its thirtieth anniversary. In March of that year, Legati from all across Terra proceed for Laterano together with the envoys of numerous nations. Ezell: One of those two just now seemed a lot like a Pontifica Cohors, and the other... was that a Legatus? Ezell: A strange combination. Brisk Lateran Citizen: Ezell, are you gonna stick around now that your witness work's done? Sedate Lateran Citizen: Don't worry, we'll rebuild the pillar as good as new, just like we wrote in our application. Ezell: Good, I'll leave you to it then. I'll be going now, I've still got quite a bit on my plate. Ezell: Er. Just to confirm, I'm looking for a will registered by someone who's... passed away? Federico: ...... A typical single woman's residence, with no trace of any other occupants. In the bedroom, her body lies serenely. No signs of poisoning, no signs of violence. Federico: Federico here. Federico: Female citizen's body discovered at 7-265 Via Thervatius, Pagus Stevonus. Federico: Preliminary determination of the cause of death: natural. Please notify the Ecclesia Requietum of the pagus to come and inter the remains. Federico: Preliminary search found no last will and testament. Please initiate new assignment: confirm deceased's identity, search for will according to any pre-registered information. Federico: Federico out. Cecelia: Mamma... Don't go out. Don't let anyone else find you. Never, ever approach anyone in uniform. That's what Mamma said. Is the uniform man gone? Or still here? It's alright. When someone visits, just take a nap on your little sofa, just like always. You can go back to Mamma when you wake up. Don't panic... Cecelia. Why are you so worried? Why can't you fall asleep? It's okay, it's okay... you just need to wait for the stranger to leave. It'll all be alright when you're with Mamma again. Oren: Seems things went pretty well in Sargon, huh? They sent out a whole bunch of envoys. Reluctant Legatus: Don't get me started. The pashas are all eager enough, but the problem is none of them can agree on anything. Reluctant Legatus: I'm already thanking Heaven they haven't started brawling yet. Oren: What about Kazimierz? Their military's sizeable, no matter how you slice it. Calm Legatus: The Adeptus Sprawiedliwi turned down our proposal, but the K.G.C.C. was actually very interested. Calm Legatus: One rep even sought me out. Calm Legatus: We had a long chat... he understood the international situation as well as any Legatus. Calm Legatus: He might even come in person, if he's not too busy. Reluctant Legatus: But enough about us. How about you, Oren? Oren: The situation in Victoria is anything but simple these days. I'm sure you've heard a thing or two. Oren: Duke Gododdin and I get along fine, but... it's less that he doesn't want to appoint anyone to be here, and more that he CAN'T. Oren: Everything's balanced on a knife's edge, more or less. Reluctant Legatus: Yan didn't dispatch anyone either. Not that they didn't send a stream of gifts 'conveying our thanks to His Holiness'... How very Yanese of them. Calm Legatus: Kjerag actually sent out a few, after rising to prominence these last two years... and every other nation's envoys are already here. Reluctant Legatus: To be honest, I never imagined this job would go so smoothly. Oren: Scared? Reluctant Legatus: A little bit. Oren: You haven't been a Legatus for too long, if I remember right. Reluctant Legatus: Less than four years, I guess. Oren: But our organization has been active for thirty years now. Oren: After all our efforts, I'd say every last one of us has earned these results. Oren: Besides, we're still a long way off from what we're hoping for—a true 'Summit of Nations', right? Oren: We need more than envoys showing up in the Lateran Basilica audience hall. We need the people in power, the ones who can actually change things. Oren: So save your nerves for the day we have to greet the big guns instead. Reluctant Legatus: Thanks for putting it like that—now I've got no idea if I should be excited or terrified. Velliv: I see you can't stop yourself from terrorizing the newbies, Oren. Oren: You wound me. Velliv: Nothing to get keyed up about, even if that day really comes. Velliv: That's what we're qualified for, aren't we? Oren: Maybe so. Velliv: So, are the acting Legati of each region all present? Reluctant Legatus: We're only missing Mostima. Oren: Mostima? Ooh, I just happened to see her. Velliv: What's she doing? Oren: Right now? Taking in her native air again. Velliv: Ah, forget her. We were never counting on her to come anyway. Velliv: She can report to His Holiness last and we're good, just like always. Apostolic Knight: Sanctitas advenit. In a split second, the hall is silent and still. All of the Messengers' gazes lie on one spot. The teacher of all Laterano, their guide, their spiritual leader— The Pope: Good morning, children. Have you had breakfast yet? Pious Sister: Well? Stoic Sister: No sign of external force. It was likely due to illness. Pious Sister: A pitiable soul. May she not ail so on the other side. Stoic Sister: Dimming Sankta, your remains shall be conferred unto the Ecclesia Requietum, where you shall rest. Pious Sister: Here, this was hung on the bedroom wall. Hand it to a member of the Notarial Hall. Cecelia: Why did they take Mamma away...? Cecelia: What... do I do...? Cecelia casts her gaze to the entrance. You can't go out, you can't be found... or else you'll be in danger, Cecelia. That's what Mamma said. But if Mamma got taken away, will she be in danger too? Mostima: Fiammetta... Fiammetta: Wait, you're actually using my name for once? What gives? Mostima: Aw, you don't like it? More a fan of 'Shimmering Vigil', then? Or do you want a new one? Fiammetta: Fiammetta's fine, thanks. Seriously though, what is it? Mostima: Say... my lovely coworkers should be in the Lateran Basilica right about now, no? Reminiscing about me, maybe? Fiammetta: If you're aware, then maybe you should show your face for once. Mostima: Nah, forget it, I'll never get used to the ambience in there. Mostima: Besides, who'd want to see a living warning sign rock on in there? They'd just be uncomfortable. Fiammetta: Since when do you care if other people are uncomfortable? Mostima: I'm not so bored I'd make myself unwelcome just for fun. Fiammetta: Objection: case in point. I'll admit you're enjoying being back here a lot more than I expected, though. Mostima: Really? Fiammetta: 'Welcome to Laterano' and all that. Mostima: Ah, I think I'm just in high spirits. Probably from coming home after so long. Fiammetta: Yeah right. Mostima: Hahah, sure, whatever, let's go. Fiammetta: Where to? Mostima: To see her, of course. Mostima: Oh, maybe she's in a different hospital now? Fiammetta: It's been ages since the last time you returned, after all. Fiammetta: Follow me. Ezell: I haven't been to this pagus too often. It seems not too far from the outskirts... I should be nearly there, right? 7-265, Via Thervatius... Ezell: Is that an... Ecclesia Requietum hearse stopped by that door? Ezell: Hello? Excuse me, Sister! Stoic Sister: Calm down, young executor. Ezell: Have you finished the inspection already? Pious Sister: Correct. There was a Sankta who departed us by illness. Ezell: May I quickly verify the remains? Ezell: Confirmation complete. The deceased is the homeowner Feoria La Porta. Ezell: My assignment mentioned no will was discovered nearby. May I ask if you noticed anything resembling one during your inspection? Stoic Sister: We did not. However, this is for you... the Notarial Hall would wish to reclaim it, correct? Ezell: Is this... her patron firearm? Understood, I'll take it back with me. Thank you both. Pious Sister: If you're done with the identity check and arms reclamation, please allow us to convey her to the Ecclesia Requietum. Ezell: Ah, very well. Thank you for your time. Ezell: Identity of the deceased confirmed. If I want to find any pre-registration of a will through the Notarial Hall system... Right, I can do a long-ranged search from my terminal... Ezell: Census addresses... homeowners... Ezell: Er, she didn't prepare a will? Ezell: The diagnosis record states... Ezell: Ah, given the illness, giving up on hospital treatment makes sense... but why wouldn't she leave a will...? Ezell: Hm...? Is that a neighbor's child? Why is she hiding from me...? Ezell: Watch out! Ezell: Wha—did she faint? But why? She only tripped... Ezell: Does anyone know who this child's parents are?! Does she live nearby? Troubled Lateran Citizen: I've never seen her before. Is she passed out...? What if she bumped her head when she fell? Composed Lateran Citizen: I've never seen her either. Maybe she just moved in? I can ask around at the neighborhood hall. Ardent Lateran Citizen: What for?! If she's hit her head, then we need to get her to the hospital! Ardent Lateran Citizen: You hurry and take her there, executor. We live just around here. If her parents come looking, we'll point them straight to the hospital to find you. Ezell: Perfect, thank you all! Lateran Citizen?: Grr... I didn't think Cecelia would run straight into a Notarial right outside her home... Lateran Citizen?: What now, Patia? Patia: What else? Follow them, make sure she's safe... and get her out of the Notarial Hall's hands!
Ash: We've arrived at Magnethill No. 2. Repeat, we've arrived at Magnethill No. 2. Ash: Iana, Ela, report the situation on your end, over. Ela: Business as usual. Just putting in the finishing touches. Ela: Over. Ash: Ela? Ela: Iana, enemy incoming! Iana: In position! Iana: Gemini Replicator activated! Ela: Mines deployed! Ela: If the intel we got is correct, this should be the last batch! Ela: We'll head towards you after we clean up over here! Ela: Gówno! Ela: Ela, ending communication! Ash: So that's the situation... Blitz: Just sit back and leave it to the Poles. Blitz: I already hear the sound of Grzmot mines going off. They'll be just fine. Ash: And you, Blitz, you're supposed to be doing your job. Namely, standing guard. Blitz: Whatever you say, ma'am. Ash: Pay attention to the meter's readout. The intel shows that there's nuclear waste sealed inside this building. Ash: Frost, how far until our objective? Frost: After we pass through the checkpoint and the storage room, the main laboratory should be right there. Frost: The drones showed that the mercenaries set up some simple fortifications at and around the checkpoint. Frost: No bunkers, no dead ends. The entrance has been sealed shut, and they've laid a lot of barbed wire all around. Ash: Their numbers? Frost: Nine. Their rough positions have been marked on the team terminal. Frost: The entrance of the long corridor leading from the checkpoint into the storage room has been completely sealed, and the drones haven't been able to get in any farther. Frost: Report complete. Ash: Any other entrances? Frost: None that I can see. Ash: Okay, I'll take care of this. Ash: Do you have any suggestions, Lord? Tachanka: I still have some extra incendiary rounds. How many do you need? Ash: Two should do. Tachanka: Got it. Ash: The checkpoint entrance's full of obstacles. Blow it up, and the rubble's just going to be in the way. Ash: Here's the plan. We'll blast the ceiling and the wall on the right. One of us will rappel in from the top and provide cover fire. The rest of us will breach from the right side. Ash: Frost, you're on cover fire and support. Frost: Understood. Ash: Once the charges go off, Tachanka, drop a grenade from up top. The rest of us will throw flashbangs at the designated locations. Ash: On the ground, we'll head inside in this order: Blitz, Ash, Tachanka. Look alive out there. Don't let this opportunity slip away. Ash: If you have any questions, it's now or never. Ash: You all ready? Good. Take position. Ash: Frost, on your mark, that's when we'll begin. Frost: I'm heading to position. Frost: Breach Charge is hot. Blitz: Explosives ready to go. Ash: Ready! Frost: Flashbangs! Tachanka: Throwing frag grenade!! Ash: Move! Move! Move!!! Frost: Enemy down! Ash: Blitz, two o'clock! Frost: Frag out! Frost: Machine guns! Ten o'clock! Tachanka: I'll provide cover fire. The rest of you, move up! Ash: Firing Breaching Round! Ash: Fortifications down! Blitz: There goes the bad guys! Frost: Three more! Straight ahead! Frost: Two! Ash: Clear! Blitz: Clear! Frost: Clear! Tachanka: Clear! Ash: Everybody okay? Ash: Alright, let's keep moving. Ash: Frost, watch our six! Frost: Understood! Ash: I'll open the door. Ash: Blitz, stay alert. Tachanka, use the drone and check out the hallway and the storage room's status. Tachanka: I am on it. Ash: Sure. Ash: How is it looking up ahead? Tachanka: The storage room was filled with ammo and supplies. They had been stationed here for some time. Tachanka: There are no hostiles in the storage room. Just black crystals on some petri dishes. Ash: Is it a threat? Tachanka: Hard to say. Blitz: What's this stuff inside the cans? Tachanka: Glowing mineral crystals. Never seen them before. Ash: Minerals. Composites. As long as they are glowing, they might be radioactive. Blitz: Don't worry. Geiger's not reacting to anything. Ash: Then let's leave them be and go straight in. Ash: Time's a wasting, team. Let's move. Iana: Ash, this is Iana. Iana: We have just taken care of the enemy, but they have blocked the corridor passage with a lot of obstacles. Iana: We have to take a different route to the core, over. Ash: We're about to head inside the main laboratory. I need you to come back us up ASAP, over. Iana: Copy, Iana out. Blitz: What now? Shall we wait for them? Ash: No, time is pressing. Keep going. Blitz: Up ahead is the main laboratory. Ash: Get ready, we're going in. Ash: Stay alert. Subdue the target when you have them in sight. Ash: Look alive. Ash: Go! Blitz: There's no one here, just these strange machines. Ash: Don't let your guard down. The lab equipment's running, which means the target is still here. Tachanka: Then we need to head inside the real laboratory. Tachanka: This here is the control room. You see the machines on the other side of that window? That's where the actual experiments happen. Tachanka: Stay alert... We don't know how many hostiles we have here. Levi: I see unwelcome friends will always invite themselves in. Ash: (Target in sight. Hold your fire. ) Ash: (Give me a sitrep. ) Blitz: (Looks like we're the only ones here.) Tachanka: (No other hostiles detected.) Ash: Put your hands up, Dr. Levi. Move away from the terminal. Levi: And here I was wondering how much longer it would take you to show up. Levi: Did you take out my security detail? What a shame. Levi: I cut them their last paycheck just yesterday. Levi: Well, I ask you to be careful with the things here. They can be delicate. Ash: Don't even try to do anything funny. This charade is over. Levi: Over? My new experiment has just started. Ash: Stop what you're doing... This is your last warning. Levi: Hahahahaha, and what if I refuse? Ash:!! Levi: What's the matter? Are you afraid of a senile, defenseless ordinary citizen? Tachanka: You're hardly defenseless or ordinary. Tachanka: You are the chief scientist of the Magnethill No. 2 laboratory, Levi Klitschko. Ash: Stay away from the equipment. I know exactly what you're trying to do. Ash: Blitz, cuff him. Blitz: Understood. Levi: I've got to hand it to you. Your team works fast. Levi: But not fast enough. Blitz: The reactor's activated!! Frost: The black rocks are glowing! Ash: Get it to stop. Levi: I'm sorry, I'm afraid not. Ash: Get it stopped! Right now! Levi: Hahaha... Levi: Hahahaha... Hahahahaha! Levi: There's nothing you can do to stop it, but do feel free to fire your weapons. Levi: This is my life's work. Levi: If it wasn't for those shortsighted, useless morons getting in my way again and again... Levi: I would've finished all of this twenty years ago. Ash: You have no idea what you are doing. Ash: The equipment in this lab is in disrepair, and you are creating a nuclear contamination disaster! Levi: Of course I know what I am doing. Levi: The road of exploratory science is a treacherous one. Levi: Yet it's a road worth taking. Roads that lead to the truth are always worth taking. Levi: All I am doing now is getting the results I should've had twenty years ago, and no one has the right to stop me. Ela: Darn mercenaries... Iana: You doing okay? Ela: Uh, just complaining a little bit about the close miss just now. Ela: We could've regrouped with the rest of the team at the main lab! Iana: It's not too late. Iana: The checkpoint's right ahead. Ela: What's that sound? Iana: ?! Iana: An earthquake? Ela: No, it's coming from the lab! Ela: Get your Replicator ready. They might be in trouble. Ela: Wh-What the hell's this?! Where's everyone? Iana: Wh-What happened? Ela: No, where's the lab? Ela: Where's the map? What's with this huge hole? Iana: There's no problem with the map. The main lab should be behind this door. Iana: The lab's... gone? ???: ...up... Wake... up. ???: Cohen, you okay? ???: Cohen? ???: Let me do it. Ash: Erm... ???: Well, I'm impressed. ???: I'm just giving her pressure points a few presses to help patch her up. ???: That should do it. Ash: Wh-What happened...? Blitz: Alexsandr, she's awake! Tachanka: Well done. Frost: You doing okay, Cohen? Ash: Where are we? ...What happened? Tachanka: That's a good question. Frost: ...After that madman activated his equipment, the whole lab was swept by a huge shockwave. Ash: Where... are we? Ash: Just where are we?! Frost: No idea. Frost: The target activated that weird device of his, and we all got knocked out by the blast. Frost: And after we came around, well, this is it. Frost: We don't have any signal, so we can't contact Ela and Iana. Frost: The compass isn't working either. Frost: The only thing I am sure about is we definitely aren't anywhere near the mission area. Frost: It's hardly the most precise way to put it, but it's like we were... teleported... somewhere with the whole lab. Ash: What? Tachanka: She's right. It's like we were suddenly launched by a rocket to the moon and that's not a joke. Through a huge crack in the wall, all one can see outside the house is a desolate desert. As if the house had fallen from the sky to the desert. Ash: ...... Frost: Should I go on recon? Ash: No, don't be hasty. Frost: Understood. Ash: If Levi Klitschko was swept by the shockwave too, he'd probably be in a similar situation. Ash: We'll rest up first. I'll plan our next steps. Tachanka: Good news first. The supplies for those mercenaries have been thrown in with us, so at least for a short time ammo won't be an issue. Ash: What about the bad news? Tachanka: The bad news is... Ash: ...... And what is this sound? Blitz: Eyes open! There's something outside coming toward us! Blitz: It sounds like some sort of heavy machinery... but it's way too fast! Tachanka: Let me have a look. Tachanka: ...... Tachanka: ...... I can't believe my eyes. Profanity We're in big trouble! Prepare for battle! Blitz: What exactly did you see? Tachanka: Have you ever seen an arthropod as big as a small car? Blitz: What did you say? Blitz: Oh, screw it! Blitz: Now we see it. Ash: Open fire! Fire at will!! Ash: Blitz! Get back!! Blitz: Ahhhh!! Blitz: My shield! Frost: Normal bullets aren't going to penetrate its husk! Frost: If we let that thing tear the control room's wall down, it's all over for us!! Tachanka: AP's effective! Tachanka: But shooting its legs isn't stopping it! Ash: Let it come in! Tachanka: What?! Ash: Cease fire! Ash: Let it bring the wall down! Frost: Blitz, you okay? Blitz: I'm fine. It's just my shield's busted. Blitz: It took a good bite out of the wall. Blitz: Let's be sure to take its husk down when we get our payback. Tachanka: Ash, quick! What's your plan?! Ash: I'm not sure we can call it a plan, but it's the only choice we have. Ash: Your ammo is the only thing we have that's doing any damage to that thing. Plus my breaching rounds, maybe. Ash: And I have... one left. Ash: We'll take him down the moment he breaches the wall. Ash: Judging by the damage AP's done on that thing, the breaching round should take its leg down. Hopefully that'll give us a clean view of its underside. Ash: After that, it's going to be all you. Ash: If any of you has a better idea, I'm all ears. Ash: Alright, time's up! Ready! Tachanka: Reloading! Tachanka: It's over. Tachanka: What on earth is this! Blitz: Ahh, finally time to take a breather. Blitz: Phew—— Blitz: Man, that was close. Blitz: Is this really Earth? Blitz: Like, you know, the planet we all know about? Ash: No reason to think otherwise. Ash: But we need to prepare for the worst. Ash: With the wall collapsed, we can't even use this place as shelter. Ash: Let's get moving. At least until we find another place to hunker down.
'Terra', 'the land', 'these lands', the nations 'across the world'. These terms and the language around them flow in widespread use only because of how narrow they actually are. Has there ever been some majestic language of the ancient past that could describe everything between heaven and earth? Where we put into words the 'everything' we might encounter in our day-to-day lives? A grandiose term encompassing the earth, the sky, and even the seas of which the landbound nations know so little? A single word to narrate millennia of life's progress? Where among the collective mind of mankind is such a word, Kal'tsit? Kal'tsit: I'm sure you know the answer yourself. Prudent Elder: I know quite a bit myself, yet still I find myself asking, day after day. No man may truly escape the unknown, and the unknown will forever torment mankind. Kal'tsit: ...... Kal'tsit: (Ancient Sarkaz language) 'Alma.' 'World.' Prudent Elder: Hm. And here I thought you would go with the Sargonian word 'Alam'. The same idea, I think. Prudent Elder: Yours was a Sarkaz language? Kal'tsit: It was. Prudent Elder: Strange. You're a Feline who calls herself a doctor, yet your first instinct is to use the devils' tongue. Prudent Elder: Your identity is like the ever-changing clouds above the sea. Never content to remain the same. Kal'tsit: Language will not change its essence for such trifles. Prudent Elder: Language, hmm... Now look here, Kal'tsit. A well. Prudent Elder: Do you know how to draw water from it? Do you know how the Iberians used these blue cornerstones to build their houses? Kal'tsit: If the Iberian nobility hadn't let their pride go to their heads, the ocean would surely have made the nation an impenetrable fortress. Kal'tsit: The well is deep, and we're very close to the shore. Prudent Elder: Look. It hasn't yet dried up. There is a false sun inside. Kal'tsit: We should be on our way, sir. The elderly man does not answer her. He simply picks up a small rock in silence. The rock could not be more commonplace, with no particular reason to fiddle with. Yet, as though absorbed in the sensation of the sea breeze on his skin, he continues to gaze at the bottom of the well. Kal'tsit doesn't push the issue. She silently waits for the man in front of her to answer. She sees that the clouds are moving. The winds are strong. Prudent Elder: There is no rush, Kal'tsit. There is no rush. We have ample time for rest... no matter the arrangements you've made. Prudent Elder: If I dropped this rock into the well, how long would it take for us to hear the splash? Kal'tsit: About five to six seconds. Prudent Elder: Even the most simple Iberian knows how to make use of the sea. Knowledge that went into this deep coastal well. Kal'tsit: And yet, a Victorian farmer or Columbian worker might not even know what the vast sea looks like. Prudent Elder: Hmm... Kal'tsit, how many questions have I asked you on our journey so far? The old man holds his arm out, the rock still in his palm. Then he lets go, sending it tumbling downward. Despite its rapid descent, the two of them lock their eyes onto it. Yet without adequate sunlight, they soon find themselves unable to follow its trek into the depths. It has been two, perhaps three seconds. Nothing but silence shrouds the two of them. Even the wind has come to a halt. How quiet, Kal'tsit thinks to herself. How quiet indeed. Plop The quiet sound echoes through the well's walls, as though reminding them that, in that brief moment lasting but a few seconds, all the lands are still. Kal'tsit: One hundred twenty-three. Quite a bewitching number. Prudent Elder: One hundred twenty-three questions, over one hundred twenty-three years. The Inquisition boasts not a single Inquisitor older than me. Prudent Elder: Most have died in battle, a few of old age, and even fewer gave in to cowardice during their endless ordeal. It did not end very well for them. Prudent Elder: I've experienced all there is of Iberia. I've seen its fleets setting sail, and heard the Victorian envoys quivering. Prudent Elder: It was a rude awakening when the Profound Silence destroyed our nation. My countrymen are still drowning in their hatred for the disaster, and confused over the loss of their dream. Kal'tsit: Liberi don't live long lives. Even the Liberi Elders, the oldest and healthiest of them, are unable to shoulder Iberia's present calamity. Kal'tsit: Your age is a miracle. One forged by the Inquisition, and which also grants you an unprecedented sense of devotion. Kal'tsit: In that era, when both glory and ideology began to crumble, you and the earliest Inquisition members were revered as 'Saints.' Prudent Elder: 'Saints.' A title for those who once served as a guiding beacon for mankind. But just like firewood, it's become nothing but ashes. Prudent Elder: I've watched the seasons cycle by a full hundred and twenty-three times, yet it seems only the cold winters have left their mark on me. I've seen so many truths with my own eyes, yet can never recall the sight of spring. Prudent Elder: Kal'tsit... Kal'tsit: Yes? The look in the old man's eyes changes. Faith is a language, and prayers can pave roads. At this very moment, the nation of Iberia, or perhaps an existence beyond that, is caressing its chin, examining the wind speed. Prudent Elder: So far, I've lived one hundred twenty-three years. I've asked you one hundred twenty-three questions, based on my personal experiences. Prudent Elder: Nonetheless, you answered each and every one. You know everything that I know. Prudent Elder: Man is making progress, and new secrets will forever emerge, yet our knowledge will never be able to overcome that wall we call 'the known.' Prudent Elder: Regardless, the enemy we face belongs to the other side of that wall, in the dark forest that lies beyond. Prudent Elder: And you, Kal'tsit. Do you belong to our side of the wall... or to the depths of that forest? Kal'tsit: That is up to you. Prudent Elder: Hoh... You might even know the number of leaves on its trees. What a terrifying woman. Prudent Elder: Make no mistake, the saints of Iberia remain the pinnacle that humanity can reach. Yet you've exceeded that, marking you as inhuman. Prudent Elder: Perhaps you've extended your life with special Arts, perhaps you've inherited some kind of ancient identity, or perhaps you possess a soul that had great ambitions. Kal'tsit: ...... Prudent Elder: Even if our faith is only a lie built atop ideology, we nevertheless once held onto it firmly. What is truly saddening, though, is that when old age finally bests us all, we will have not yet managed to solve our problems. Prudent Elder: While those of us who have bested old age—via Originium Arts or other means—will only come to fear endless suffering at the hands of our enemies. Kal'tsit: When did Ægir become such an unknown terror to Iberia? Prudent Elder: How could an unarmed child so easily accept the help of a stranger brandishing a weapon? Kal'tsit: What if that child were about to drown? Prudent Elder: Then we would still require proof. Is Ægir's current situation really as you say? Can the Seaborn and their source truly be defeated? Prudent Elder: If you cannot back up these claims, then Iberia will not trust you. I will not trust you. Prudent Elder: Before I die, you... you must all prove it to Iberia. Prudent Elder: Otherwise, the seawater will quench the flame of civilization. Before the other nations can prepare, they will swarm past Iberia... and tear this 'world' apart. Prudent Elder: Perhaps this too—the refutation of Terran civilization—is itself a part of their survival-of-the-fittest mindset. Kal'tsit: Or perhaps there is nothing inherently different between us and them. Dan: A seaside town, huh? Relaxed, but gloomy. Quiet, but bustling. A lively place, but with danger and mystery around every corner. Dan: Just the place to get us in that creative groove! Dan: What do you girls say? Frost: (Riffs lightheartedly) Aya: The shore's got an unsettling vibe. I can already smell all that stuff I'd rather not. Aya: I really don't think we should be visiting the waterfront so carelessly. Alty: Does it matter, if we can find inspiration? C'mon, look how fired up about it Dan is. Frost: (Riffs depressingly) Dan: Time to find our muse! Alty: Right... It's a good chance. Aya: I can't believe we're actually looking to that messed up ocean for inspiration now. Dan: Yeah, which is exactly why it's a fresh new vibe! Alty: Took the words outta my mouth. Frost: (Riffs in agreement) Aya: Well, should we split up, then? I can take our luggage to the hotel on my own. Dan: Alright! I'll be checking stuff out over there. Alty: All by yourself? Aya: I'm glad SOMEONE's worrying. Just don't forget we're playing with fire here. Frost: So where's the hotel? Dan: That reminds me, how did a small town like this get itself a hotel anyway? Do people even come here? Aya: They need to make a living somehow. Alty: Right. No living, no music. Frost: (Riffs) Aya: The sea... Aya: We're back. Jordi: Excuse me... can I get past? Elysium: Oh, sure, no problem. Jordi: Have you been sitting in the chapel again, Mr... uhh...? Elysium: Elysium. Jordi: Sorry... We've even run into each other several times already. Elysium: Don't worry about it. The name 'Elysium' isn't very common here. Elysium: Actually, someone as smoking hot as me has gotta be a rare sight in Iberia to begin with, right? Jordi: Uhh... Jordi: I don't know about that... but someone as confident as you, maybe. Elysium: Right... Elysium: It took spending some time here to realize that the place that I always called home doesn't really feel like home. Jordi: Are you still waiting for someone here, Mr. Elysium? It's already been several days, hasn't it? Elysium: Haha, not like I have a choice. That's just how things are in my line of work. Besides, I'd rather hang out in comfort here than that in primeval forest infested with bugs and Originium. Jordi: You're from outside then? Elysium: Oh, you can tell? Is it because of the vibe I give off? Jordi: Actually... uh... I guess you could say that? Elysium: What do you mean? Jordi: Like... the way you dress? Elysium: You know your stuff. Jordi: Gran Faro doesn't see a lot of visitors... There's not a lot of folks here, so everyone in town knows everyone else. Jordi: Besides... What with how close to the sea we are, not a lot of Liberi are willing to talk to Ægir these days. Jordi: Especially after the Inquisition started showing up more often. Elysium: Right... Elysium: I get you. I've been through similar stuff plenty of times. Jordi: Does this happen in other Iberian cities, too? Like in those prosperous ones I hear about in the rumors? Elysium: Not just in Iberia, kid. The way I see it, it's pretty much the same no matter where you go. Life's tough everywhere. Elysium: But I gotta say, some of the Ægirs I've met are a real handful. Just thinking about 'em gives me a headache. Wish I could beam all my common sense straight into their brains. Elysium: Which makes you pretty easy to get along with, by comparison. Jordi: Uhh... Elysium: Okay, now THAT's a face asking who'd ever want the common sense of a guy like me. Jordi: N-No it's not! Elysium: Sure, I look like an unemployed bum lazing about here 24-7, but I've actually come a loooong way and been through waaaaay too much. Jordi: So... you're an explorer, then? What's life like for the Ægir in other places? Elysium: Haha... Elysium: Not too bad. Elysium: Not too bad... ???: Mayor Thiago... You needn't come here every day. Thiago: I've been hearing some bad rumors lately. I'm worried about you guys, Amaia. Amaia: Bad rumors... You mean about the cultists? Amaia: But we're not just close to the sea, we're close to the Inquisition too, and the very heart of Iberia. Amaia: So how could there possibly be cultists here? Thiago: Who knows? Happens all the time in coastal towns though. Hardly peculiar at all. Thiago: Also... I heard someone saw a monster on the shore. Amaia: Did Old Pedri tell you that? Amaia: You know the kind of nonsense he goes on about when he hasn't had his drink. Thiago: ...... Amaia: You're a kind man, Thiago. I'm sure you're just worried about Jordi, the boy who works at the chapel. Thiago: I... I'm not a very sophisticated one though. Maybe you can put me at ease... help me sleep better at night. Thiago: These rumors are just rumors, right? The ghost ship, the cultists, the sea monsters? Amaia: The Inquisition hasn't let us go out to sea in a long, long time. Thiago: Right. Can't even remember how long... Eighty-four years? Eighty-five? Amaia: Try fifty or sixty. The Profound Silence happened in 1038. Amaia: Have you really been trapped on land for so long, in your memories? You aren't even that old. Have you been a prisoner of this place since before you were born? Thiago: If living in poverty counts as imprisonment, then yes, I've been a prisoner for a long, long time. Thiago: I haven't so much as looked at the sea since Marin died. I loathe it. Amaia: But you're not worried about the gossip, are you? You're worried about the Inquisition. And even more so about the Penal Battalion coming here to take away all the Ægirs. Thiago: ...... Sigh, poor Thiago... Amaia: The Inquisition snuffed out the love of your life, an Ægir woman. Your anger and resentment is perfectly understandable, but be careful what you say. For everyone's sake. Thiago: ...Maybe you're right. Thiago: Okay, I'll be careful. You always know more than the rest of us, anyway. So what've you been up to lately? Amaia: The same old. Doing my job as a third-rate translator in this frighteningly laidback seaside town. Amaia: That said, it's been months since a Messenger stopped by. All my drafts have been piling up, and it's giving me a headache. Sigh... Translation! I've never even set foot outside this small town my whole life. Anything besides Iberian may as well be gibberish to me. Amaia: Hm, it's getting late. Thiago: Right, Jordi should be off work soon. I only hope that the Inquisition isn't gonna give the lad any trouble over that gossip, these next few days. Thiago: I'll see you later. Amaia: Be safe, Mayor Thiago. Amaia: ...Cultists. Hm. Amaia: ...... The young woman named Amaia ponders for a moment before turning her mind back to the papers, as always. Ursine novels, Kazimierzian biographies, Leithanian poetry... even Sargonian folk tales. All the lands of Terra lie before her as a thick pile of literature, each word waiting to be deciphered in a solemn, orderly manner. The air is extraordinarily humid. She can't help but pinch the corner of the page. Amaia: The sensation of the sea... Amaia: 'The waves continue to accelerate, and the winds are frightened. The corals line the sky, painting it a neon shade.' Amaia: 'We will come to detest ourselves for not having wings.' Elysium: Are you finished with your work? Jordi: Ah, uh... yes. Jordi: As you can see, the chapel doesn't see a lot of visitors. I mostly just keep the place tidy. Jordi: Are you still waiting today? Elysium: Yeah. They should've been here by last week, but my superior did warn me that they're a weird bunch. So I guess being late is normal enough. Jordi: Still, it's hard to call that a good thing. But why would anyone choose to meet up in Gran Faro of all places? Elysium: Strange, right? I thought so, too. That's why I volunteered for the job when Misery brought it up. Elysium: Not that I expected to waste a whole month here. That's a hell of a long time to be on standby. Jordi: But... normally the Inquisition wouldn't have let outsiders like you in at all. Elysium: Because of how close it is to their command center? Elysium: Or... because it's close to the sea? Jordi: Maybe both. Elysium: I see... Jordi: So how did you make it here? I haven't traveled much, but even I can tell that Gran Faro is a backwater... Elysium: If you really wanna know, I could use someone to chat with. I'm dying of boredom over here. Jordi: Then if it's not too much trouble— Oh! Jordi: Sorry, I didn't realize it was so late. Uncle Thiago is waiting. I should head back to make dinner. Elysium: Family? Jordi: Uh... Something like that. He's the one who raised me. Elysium: Look, you don't have to be such a doormat just because you're an Ægir. When someone's kind to you, try to be more positive. Jordi: Uh, thanks... Mr. Elysium. Gran Faro. It means 'the great lighthouse' in an ancient Iberian tongue. Lighthouses once shone upon ships both large and small, and served as homes for all seamen to return to. Many souls dwelled beneath the reefs, until the ships fell in love with the ocean, accepting its embrace and facing their own destruction. Jordi: (Amaia? Where is she going... Hm?) Jordi: (Some sort of commotion up ahead? That's unusual. What's going on?) Alty: Where are you heading? Dan: The chapel! Peeps here shouldn't be using their hands to pray, they should learn to drum instead! Aya: This square is the center of the town. Everything's built around it. Frost: A sculpture of a lighthouse. Frost: A guiding landmark to the sea... and the town. Dan: What a lame analogy! Passing Townsperson: What a bunch of weirdos. Let's not get too close. Spectating Townsperson: Didn't Old Pedri mention something like this before? Passing Townsperson: Don't get involved, lest the Inquisition take you away. Passing Townsperson: Sheesh, why are there all these outsiders lately? The Inquisition just doesn't care anymore, huh? Jordi: (I haven't seen any of them before... Look at the way they're dressed... Are they musicians?) Jordi: (Er, is she looking at me?) Aya: ...... Jordi: H-Hello? Aya: In the past, I wouldn't have batted an eye at seeing an Ægir near the coast, but it sure is a rare sight these days. Aya: Do you know what's going on here? Jordi: W-What? Aya: Oh, you wouldn't, huh? You aren't a child of the sea. You're land-born. Sigh... Not that that's much of a surprise. Jeez. Alty: Aya, over here! Aya: Coming! Aya: Oh, right... you... hmm... Jordi: I-Is something the matter? Aya: Do you know what that sculpture is of? And do all the locals know? Jordi: Yes... It's a lighthouse. Apparently, they needed a lot of people to work on it way back when, and many of the workers' families ended up staying here. Aya: Like yours? Jordi: Uh... Yes. I still keep some relics from that era back home. Like, blueprints and pictures. Aya: Yep... lighthouses. Iberian lighthouses. In a country on the land. That's kinda funny. Aya: Anyway, the scent doesn't seem to be coming from you. Alright, then, you be extra careful. Jordi: I've never seen those people... Are those instruments? Jordi: Maybe they're the ones Mr. Elysium has been waiting for? Thiago: Jordi. Jordi: Oh, Uncle Thiago. Sorry. I should've come back sooner— Thiago: Don't you get involved with them. I didn't see ears OR tails, and no feathers either. They might be Ægirs. Jordi: I— Thiago: Jordi, my boy. You know I don't have anything against the Ægir, but remember what everyone's been saying lately. Thiago: Don't get too involved with these outsiders. If you see an Ægir near the sea and there's no one from the Inquisition or Penal Battalion around, then they gotta be trouble. Thiago: I don't think they're bad people, but the Inquisition might not see things the same way, so... I'm sorry. I just don't want to see them take you away. Be a good boy and listen. Jordi: I get it. You don't have to apologize. Jordi: I get it... Kal'tsit: I didn't expect you to agree so quickly. Saint Carmen: I know of the events in Sal Viento, with the three Abyssal Hunters. Irene always writes the most detailed reports, after all. Saint Carmen: And above all, I know that if you meant Iberia harm, you had other, much simpler options. Saint Carmen: The Abyssal Hunters... Suppose they are as strong and swift as the report suggests. The three of them are still controllable by the Inquisition. Saint Carmen: We retain the authority to sentence them to death. The only reason they are still allowed to walk Iberian lands is thanks to my curiosity towards your so-called truth. Kal'tsit: I can't help but wonder if Iberia's current predicament is a result of its pride, then. Saint Carmen: The truth is that no one knows pride better than us. Pride is like the shadow always lurking behind every man. Saint Carmen: The two inquisitors with whom you're acquainted have already received orders. Should the need arise, they will appear before us. Saint Carmen: It seems we have a few unidentified Ægirs in Gran Faro as well. You never mentioned them. Saint Carmen: Who are they? Kal'tsit: They aren't Ægir. Saint Carmen: ...... Saint Carmen: Iberia is rarely mentioned in the historical record, but that doesn't mean our history is short. At the height of our prosperity, we crossed the entire continent, advancing troops to even Bolívar. Saint Carmen: Both coin and knowledge flooded into our cities like streams pouring into a valley from a high cliff. Those glorious waterfalls roared so deafeningly loud that they could overcome even the waves of the sea. Saint Carmen: (Sargonian) Those beings that arose... or rather, the 'Feranmut.' Saint Carmen: Perhaps it is them that I should keep an eye on. They show no signs of hostility, yet they keep me on edge... Maybe they once belonged to the sea. Saint Carmen: Kal'tsit, you are the doctor here. Could you do the Inquisition a favor? Kal'tsit: ...Ask away. Saint Carmen: The Inquisition's command center is very close to the coastline. We are prepared to face destruction at any moment. Saint Carmen: But I need you, an outsider, to be our eyes, gazing forward. Kal'tsit: Seeing as we're in the same boat, I have no reason to refuse. Saint Carmen: Please, Doctor, spare me the mysteriousness your long life has earned you. Show us where the evil that lurks within us sleeps. Kal'tsit: I'll take that as a compliment... and it would be my honor. Skadi: Gladiia. Gladiia: Our brief time together has you addressing me differently. On that point alone, you are quite different from before. Skadi: Captain, I have a question. Gladiia: We've already shared all the information we have, in the time since we left that reeking coast. Skadi: Not all of it. Skadi: We alone are more than enough. I don't understand why we must also bring— Gladiia: Look at her now. This is how she once was. Gladiia: I looked into all her treatment records at Rhodes Island... You've never seen her this quiet before either, have you? Gladiia: Don't you want to help her? Skadi: And this will help? Gladiia: Perhaps. Gladiia: She alone can defeat her illusions. She is her own key. She can break through the results of those filthy experiments. She's Laurentina, after all. Gladiia: But until then, we need to prepare a warm bed for her. Specter?: ...... Skadi: It was only for a short while, but she woke up... Even so, I stared at her like that. Gladiia: Don't be so sentimental. We aren't her. If she doesn't mind the way she is, we have no right to meddle in it. Skadi: You trust Dr. Kal'tsit more than I thought you would. Gladiia: Maybe. She willingly stayed in Iberia and created this opportunity for us. I was surprised. And I have to thank her. Gladiia: I can only hope it all goes well for her. Elysium: Look at the time. Elysium: Guess it's not happening today either. And here I thought I'd get to see them sooner or later just by waiting in the most conspicuous building in town. Elysium: This really is such an uneventful place, though. If I'd known it'd be so boring here, I would've brought along a few more books from Rhodes Island— Alty: —A Lateran chapel! And in such a great shape, even right next to the sea! Unbelievable! This place's style really has a different vibe, though. Alty: I mean, as long as there are Laterans in chapels, we can jam whenever, but this place just feels so gloomy... Hm? Elysium: Ahh— Elysium: —Alty?! Thiago: You'd best stay away from the sea, Jordi. The chapel is clean and safe. Just stay there. Thiago: Don't worry about anything else. Not a lot of the young ones came back this year. Most who left looked for ways to move to the big cities. And now we rely on the Inquisition's handouts to get by. Thiago: You should think about what I said and leave this place. The folks here are the families of the workmen who gathered here to maintain the lighthouse in the past, but times have changed. This place will be abandoned sooner or later. Thiago: Jordi? Jordi: I'm listening, Uncle. Jordi: It's just... where can an Ægir go? Thiago: Amaia told me that there are places outside, in other parts of Iberia, where they aren't so harsh on the Ægir. Jordi: But I'll need to find a home for myself eventually. I need resources, connections. I... can't make a decision that easily. Jordi: I... I'm not ready yet. Thiago: ...If you say so. Thiago: Right, Amaia gave me another book, one she translated herself. Not like I'd understand it anyway, though. Take it with you to kill time over in the chapel. Jordi: Okay. Jordi walks down the street quietly. Seeing the old man in front of him hunching over more and more, he can't help but think back to how he looked just last year. As if to prove how time slowly overtakes us all, senility is always silent. From the moment you wake up to when you fall asleep, every second is like a gasp for air. But Jordi never complained. He's used to this life, after all. Jordi: Uncle... Thiago: Hmm? Jordi: I'm pretty happy with my life right now. I get to help out at the chapel. Sometimes I help take care of the children, and sometimes I help patch up the injured workmen. Jordi: I even got to know that Liberi who came from out of town the other day. He's so different from everyone else. He said his name is Elysium. You don't have to worry about me. Jordi: It's been a long time since the Inquisition came to town. We don't always have to be so nervous. Thiago: That's not a chapel, lad. It's a sentry post. The Inquisition set it up to keep their eyes on us, back when we were still trying to repair the lighthouse. Thiago: But now that the coastline is peaceful and the work on the Eye of Iberia is shelved, of course the Inquisition doesn't give a toss about us anymore. Thiago: Still, to be fair, the Inquisition isn't completely useless. Only they can stop those... Jordi: Those...? Thiago: Nothing, lad. Just a few rumors going around among the workmen. Jordi: Rumors, hm... Thiago: Lad? Jordi: ...... Jordi: H-Here...? Jordi: What exactly is that...? Should I let Uncle Thiago know...? Jordi: —! Sea Monster: — Thiago: Something bothering you, lad? Jordi: No, it's nothing. Jordi: Uncle... Just what is there out at sea?
Modern Day 2:48 P.M. \ Clear Central Sargon, Ibut Region, Nameless Town Heavyrain: ...... Heavyrain: No-one here. (We still haven't seen a trace of them. Did they get caught up in something...?) Sesa: Strange. This is exactly where we agreed to meet up, right? Heavyrain: Our coordinates check out. Sesa: We can't rule out a sandstorm. Let's stay calm. Heavyrain: Sesa... this isn't good. Sesa: Hey, now. They're not here yet, but what good is it being so grim? Are we just going to have a staring contest? Heavyrain: Now's not the time for video games, though. Why did you bring that along? Sesa: Not important— Heavyrain: Something must be wrong. We should've at least gotten contact at a set time. Sesa: ...... Heavyrain: Shouldn't we do something or other? Sesa: Don't worry so much. What can we even do? The best plan is to just sit tight here, and wait for an answer. Heavyrain: But... it's been too long. Heavyrain: Hold on, there's— ???: (Sargonian) Good morning. Sesa: Heavyrain! Cool it! Heavyrain: Hmph— Heavyrain: S—Sorry, I struck on reflex... ???: (Sargonian) Oh, your looks deceive. You're quite the quick-tempered girl. This will only damage your first impressions, though... ???: (Sargonian) This is the Reefsteep Black Market, and we're all in business here. I trust we have words for each other, so no need for an armed conversation, yes? Sesa: (Sargonian) What day is today? Why would the 'Sand Soldier' be here? 'Sand Soldier': (Sargonian) Oh, you recognize me? Sesa: (Sargonian) The head intel peddler of the Reefsteep market, the puppeteer of the vast majority of all armed conflicts in Ibut, styled by the locals as 'Zuzu.' Sesa: (Sargonian) In ancient tongue, it entailed a charm, or perhaps a talisman— Sesa: (Sargonian) —but I know what lies behind your new name, 'Sand Soldier.' What's a major player like you up to here? 'Sand Soldier': (Sargonian) Let's not get ahead of ourselves, I just wanted to have a chat with you two. With... er, Rhodes Island. 'Sand Soldier': (Sargonian) Or perhaps... I've disrupted your original itinerary? Heavyrain: ......! Heavyrain: (Sargonian) ...Where are our Operators? 'Sand Soldier': Oh... so you're from Sargon too, then. Good. Then let's get right to the point. 'Sand Soldier': Your Operators are safe and sound. Your batch of experimental medical material... also untouched. Heavyrain: Where are they? 'Sand Soldier': Who knows? Heavyrain: You— Sesa: Heavyrain, rein it in! 'Sand Soldier': Quite right. Rein it in. You haven't even the capital to start a conflict with me here. 'Sand Soldier': Compared to how valuable your pharmaceutical materials are, a few porters can't be worth much in my concern... Heavyrain: You have your eyes on those materials. 'Sand Soldier': And if I nodded yes? Heavyrain: ...... Sesa: Let our Operators go. We'll hand over the goods. How about that? 'Sand Soldier': Oh? As simple as that? 'Sand Soldier': But all I took was a few employees... now I'm a little skeptical. 'Sand Soldier': Your goods might've had a small footprint, but they're not cheap. It doesn't seem 'Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' is so profligate a company. Would you really be so willing to give them up? Sesa: I'll stop you right there. Forget market value. Human life is the most precious thing to us. 'Sand Soldier': A perspective bursting with humanity. But who'll step up to weigh them, then—decide their worth? 'Sand Soldier': Will a certain 'Kal'tsit?' Heavyrain: You nabbed our contract... You know Dr. Kal'tsit? 'Sand Soldier': No, it's a very common name. Over these years, I've sought so many people in error... so many. Sesa: Back to our original topic. 'Sand Soldier': Oh, my apologies. Your people are actually waiting right outside, and I have no interest in your goods— Sesa: —Heavyrain. Heavyrain: I'll go check now—you stay alert. 'Sand Soldier': As you wish. Sesa: Huh! The fixer from the black market... wouldn't come here just to scare our new recruits, would he? Sesa: Rhodes Island and the Sargon black market are far from bosom friends. We only had to take this plunge after some of our drugs got jammed up in Columbia. Sesa: Oripathy waits for no-one, correct? That's all this is. There should be no conflict between us. 'Sand Soldier': I've heard of you before, the armaments tuner 'Bridge,' having worked for three different arms dealers in the past. A fine reputation. Oh, I believe you're called 'Sesa' now? Sesa: Really, you make too much of me. Sesa: Well, then, what gives you an interest in Rhodes Island? 'Sand Soldier': During a routine probing of accounts, a completely watertight transaction came to light. You must know, not one sheaf of gold in the Reefsteep passes out of my notice. Sesa: And? 'Sand Soldier': No, no cause for worry. You haven't exposed any leverage, and as I've already said, your transaction doesn't interest me. It's just the... signature, on this contract, that I mind. 'Sand Soldier': Come. I have time to spare today. Tell me, what kind of place is Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals? 'Trek upon Terra, as millions of lives.' 22 Years Ago 1:09 P.M. \ Clear Central Sargon, Ibut Region, the Town of Redhorn Wounded Mercenary: They're firing! Ambush! Ambush! Wounded Mercenary: Withdraw our cov—aghh— Wounded Mercenary: Are they mad?! With this many civilians around?! Indignant Mercenary: Quick! Hide here! Wounded Mercenary: Shit, close. Thanks. Fleeing Civilian: —Fire, fire! My house—ukh— (The sound of a throat being pierced.) Fleeing Civilian: Hurry! Hurry!! Fleeing Civilian: Eyaaargh— Indignant Mercenary: Too many civilians getting caught up...! Are they trying to pull the Lord Ameer of Ibut's whole army in!? Wounded Mercenary: The Lord Ameer's army? How do you know they weren't the army in disguise? Indignant Mercenary: You mean— Wounded Mercenary: Look at this. Indignant Mercenary: The red mark...? You picked this off one of the corpses—? Wounded Mercenary: I did. We've been fooled by our own. The situation here is a complete mess now. You might not even get it if I gave you the whole lecture— Wounded Mercenary: It's way more than just us who wanted to ransack that squad. Dammit. Grab it and turn it into cash, my ass. This is a full-blown war now— Wounded Mercenary: The sentry sent me all the coordinates before going black. There's four different identifiers all crawling this one area! Wounded Mercenary: Do you understand what this means? Either we break through the line and earn big, or we still have the chance to surrender right now! Indignant Mercenary: —Goddamnit! This is insane! pant... pant... cough, cough cough... ???: ...should be... alone here... cough... ???: ...wh—who? Indignant Mercenary: A child? Why are you carrying a body... eugh, get out of here already! Indignant Mercenary: Hold on... your clothes! You're a Columbian!? You're from the 'Sand Soldiers'! Indignant Mercenary: B8 here, we have a survivor, a Liberi child, carrying a grown man's body— ???: ——! Indignant Mercenary: Hey, hold it right there! Violent Mercenary: Alright, kids, you all heard that. The 'Sand Soldiers' still have one left alive! We need to bring him over! Violent Mercenary: There's still a chance our target fell into someone else's hands. Just in case, kill every last one you come across. Doesn't matter if they're the Lord Ameer's. Even if Padishah Murad himself is here, he has to die too. Violent Mercenary: Remember, a silver box. I want to be sitting on that singing before the sun goes down. Sarkaz Mercenary A: We've intercepted their comms band. It seems the 'Sand Soldiers' still have a survivor. Sarkaz Mercenary A: A child, carrying a body, probably a comrade. Think he's got what Padishah's after? Sarkaz Mercenary B: Not one team's retreated from that town yet. Chances are they're all still looking for their target. Sarkaz Mercenary A: Of course. Everyone swarming that tiny of a town at once is just going to add to the chaos, waste time and nothing else. Sarkaz Mercenary A: Hold on, our Caster's gotten news. Something's up... Sarkaz Mercenary B: What? Sarkaz Mercenary A: There's a freight truck... registration Tkaronto, Columbia... parked near the Central Smoke bazaar. Sarkaz Mercenary A: A woman and a monster? Monster? What monster—oh. Sarkaz Mercenary A: Line cut off. He gets careless too? Sarkaz Mercenary B: No, his ambush point is at least a kilometer out from the bazaar. It shouldn't have been that fast. Not unless whatever team this is knew the topography here like the backs of their hands... or maybe, they're just experienced enough to blow anyone off the sand. Sarkaz Mercenary A: Could it be someone from Vouivre? Or some other cutthroat here on Columbia's dime? Sarkaz Mercenary B: Let's watch this unfold first. pant... pant... cough cough... Why did... Teacher... cough cough! ???: ——?! Searching Mercenary: Our target's around here! He can't get that far carrying a body— Searching Mercenary: Tch! We've got trouble! No hesitating! Kill! ???: ...am... am I safe...? ???: ...Teacher, Teacher... come on, wake up... ???: The... I can't stop the blood... you still haven't taught me so much... what do you want me to do... Searching Mercenary: ...Target found. ???: —— Searching Mercenary: Don't move! One more inch and I'll cut your head off! Searching Mercenary: Scared stupid, aren't you, talking to a dead guy? Uh-huh? Searching Mercenary: Put that idiot on your back down and tell me, where is it!? ???: ...I... ???: I don't know... ???: Mmph— Searching Mercenary: Don't try and fool me, you worthless... huh? Searching Mercenary: Is this... the 'Sand Soldier' leader's body? What are you... wait, do you have it on you? ???: —Don't touch him! Searching Mercenary: Gah! Who do you think you are—piss off!! ???: Ugh... Searching Mercenary: The silver combination box! So here it is... heheh, hahahah! ???: Let go of it! Get—Get out of my way! Searching Mercenary: Heh, now we've got the target, we don't need to leave any survivors. Searching Mercenary: Don't blame me, kid. This is my job— ???: —— Searching Mercenary: Wha—What the hell is—?! Mon3tr: Grrr... Searching Mercenary: What is that—hey, is anyone there?! I've run into an unidenti— Mon3tr: (Shrieks) Searching Mercenary: —Ugh! Searching Mercenary: Machine... no, creature?! What the hell kind of thing are you?! Searching Mercenary: Don't get any—why aren't my bolts doing anything—don't get any closer! Any closer and I'll kill you! Mon3tr: (Snickers) Before his eyes, the monster skewers the ruffian. It lightly unfolds its body, like a stretch in the early morning. Mysterious Woman: ...Mon3tr. Mon3tr: (Responds) ???: Ah... ah... The boy is frozen in place, having long lost the voice to cry out. He holds only an ice-cold carcass, the blood of the dead clotting on his chest, reminiscent of a flower. Mysterious Woman: ...... Mysterious Woman: Elliot, you're safe. Elliot: ...! Elliot: Who... who are you... How do you know me? Mysterious Woman: I know every last esteemed scientist of the Blaine Formative Technologies Research Institute. Mysterious Woman: But none of you know what kind of plot this whole affair has been drawn into. I'm here to stop you, and here to protect you. Elliot: Protect...? Elliot: You're already late... too late... Mysterious Woman: You didn't let your fine teacher's legacy fall into those conspirators' hands. You've done well enough. Elliot: ...... Elliot: What do you mean, protect... Elliot: —You want to protect these! The blueprint, the sample, not me! And not Teacher! Elliot: You're just like them! Teacher's dead! All the people who were helping us are dead too! You're all just fighting over this case—you—you—cough cough, cough— Mysterious Woman: ...... Comms Voice: Adviser, we've confirmed three mercenary teams hired by lords ameer across the map, as well as one Sarkaz unit on a cliff outside the town, affiliation unknown for now. Comms Voice: According to our plans, we still have seven minutes. Mysterious Woman: I've found one survivor, sample in hand. Comms Voice: The evac route is secure. Mysterious Woman: Converge in three minutes. Elliot: ...... Mysterious Woman: Tell me, Elliot. The Vouivre soldier you're carrying on your back: what did he die for? Elliot: ...Shut up... Mysterious Woman: Right now, you stand here, you live, and you carry what every mercenary here wants. Mysterious Woman: The squad operated under the name 'Sand Soldiers'... but in actuality, all that came to Sargon was a research team, and a typical security force from Tkaronto. Mysterious Woman: Whether or not he persisted in his duty until the end, whether or not he paid mind to your safety until the end, didn't he entrust a deep responsibility to you? Mysterious Woman: Whether or not because of your own immature temperament, are you going to make a total waste of all your soldiers' full efforts? Mysterious Woman: I only need an answer. Mysterious Woman: As long as I can ensure that this prototype blueprint doesn't fall into any lord ameer's hands, I will not go out of my way to mind anything else. I hope for you to understand this. Elliot: ...... Mysterious Woman: High alert. You still aren't willing to speak much. Mysterious Woman: But I remember... the man on your back is Professor Thorne. Blaine Formative Technologies Research Institute, Head Researcher. Mysterious Woman: He was not a true soldier. Yet a true soldier is what he is. Elliot: You... Mysterious Woman: Just put him down. Or you could be buried together with him in the yellow dust. Mysterious Woman: I trust he believed his death had a purpose, and you should not squander his sacrifice. Elliot: No... Mysterious Woman: He's already dead. Elliot: No! This isn't your business! Mysterious Woman: At least give him a decent burial. Mysterious Woman: ...Mon3tr. Mon3tr: (Hissing) Elliot: What's... What's that ball of light? Mysterious Woman: Lower your head. Elliot: Ngh—! Elliot: ...You... You want me to bury Teacher in here? Mysterious Woman: Professor Thorne is an old friend of mine. The situation is abnormal. We have no chance to more solemnly address his sacrifice. Mysterious Woman: Every person's life is an endless war. Mysterious Woman: On certain motives, his ancestors left Sargon. Wandering again and again, he found a life he could call his own, yet in the end he returned to Sargon's barrens. Mysterious Woman: His cause, his just heart, his thirst for knowledge all arrived at their terminus. Mysterious Woman: The Professor Thorne I knew was in no way unversed in life's affairs. Candidly, he confronted his own death, and until the very end resisted. Mysterious Woman: Elliot, just put him down. Elliot: I... Mysterious Woman: This is respect for the deceased. Surely you understand, he wouldn't have wished to become a burden on your path? Elliot: Okay... okay... Mysterious Woman: (Ancient Vouivran language) May his soul, with the long river, return. Elliot: Vouivran...? Are—Are you from Vouivre? Mysterious Woman: (Ancient Vouivran language) May he, as the gravel, pass into eternal tranquility. Mysterious Woman: (Ancient Vouivran language) May he ever hear his homeland's whispers. May he, at the other shore, meet the great waves. Mysterious Woman: (Ancient Vouivran language) Our friend rests eternal here. He shall return to the boundless cycle of rebirth. As the woman bowed her head and prayed, it was as if the fire of war, too, paused for this moment. Elliot: ...... Mysterious Woman: ...Time is running short. We've paid what respect we can. Now, you must make a choice. Mon3tr: (A low, alert sounding.) Mysterious Woman: Correct, they are many, but their formation is in loose disarray. As an armed force, they're not in one heart and mind. Mysterious Woman: Before they find us, they'll make their own grave. Elliot: ...I remember, now... I remember I saw your face before, somewhere... long ago... Teacher introduced you to me... Elliot: I thought you were only a theoretical researcher... Elliot: I remember... Your name is... Elliot: Kal'tsit...? Kal'tsit: Mm. Kal'tsit: You have quite a good memory, Elliot. The young researcher, Elliot Glover, pays no attention to the mysterious woman as she leaves through the door. In a daze, he gazes at the soil that half-buried his beloved teacher, the air scattered with dust. He thinks to himself: I haven't even the strength to cremate my teacher's remains. It leads him, for an instant, to mourn. Until the sound of warfare resumes once more.
Silent. Strange. Unfathomable. Outsider. So they naturally come to say. Shadowy. Cold-blooded. Leaves for dead. A born monster. So all will say behind my back. Yes. One needs only lose one's home, and one is nothing at all. Reason says that I, coming here, should have been able to begin a new life. Except the past cannot be rid. These things follow your shadow and climb your shins, dragging you into the abyss of the swamp. Not one of us can break free of the past. If there comes a day, and your home has found you... 2:33 A.M. \ Overcast Rhodes Island Landship, Hallway Rhodes Island Operator: Alright! Once this report's handed in, your field mission will be formally closed out. Skadi: Mm. Rhodes Island Operator: Wait, is it still... blank? Ahem, hm-hm... Rhodes Island Operator: The only thing on this entire sheet is the word 'complete!' Skadi: Hmm? Skadi: The mission definitely is complete. Rhodes Island Operator: I-I mean, that's not wrong... Rhodes Island Operator: ...but it wouldn't hurt if you wrote a little more, right?! Skadi: Hm? Rhodes Island Operator: (What do I do... just how difficult is she?) Rhodes Island Operator: (I never really talked to her before. I heard we were linking up with her, and the group leader even warned me... but this is still going to be tricky to handle.) Rhodes Island Operator: (Deep breath) Rhodes Island Operator: Alright, okay. I understand. Rhodes Island Operator: If the Doctor has any questions regarding the particulars of your mission, we'll seek confirmation from you again then. Skadi: ...The Doctor? Rhodes Island Operator: Yes, Dr. Kal'tsit presumed you wouldn't want to hand a report in to her... and she also mentioned Amiya's too soft on you, and it can't go on like this... and so on. Rhodes Island Operator: So then we filed this mission away on the Doctor's end. Skadi: That woman. Hmph. Rhodes Island Operator: Do you want to report directly, then? Looks like the Doctor's out right now, so you can relax for a few days until the Doctor's back. Rhodes Island Operator: This report of yours, right now, could seriously use some more fleshing out! Skadi: ...... Skadi: Such a pain. Rhodes Island Operator: Fine, then. Mission code F1071, confirming submission. Follow-up specifics— Skadi: Wait. Rhodes Island Operator: Huh? Skadi: Give the files back to me. I've decided, it's okay if I add a few more details. Rhodes Island Operator: Oh! Of course it's okay! I'll leave it to you, then. Rhodes Island Operator: (This might go smoother than I anticipated...) Rhodes Island Operator: That's all from me then. Do head back and get some proper... um? Skadi: ...... Rhodes Island Operator: Your expression just completely changed. Has something happened? Skadi: In likelihood. Rhodes Island Operator: Huh? In here? Aboard the ship? An intruder?! I've heard about your acute senses. Could it be... Rhodes Island Operator: No, that's not right. The alarms should have sounded if there was danger aboard, right? Skadi: ...Singing. Rhodes Island Operator: Singing? What singing? Er, it's silent all around. I can't hear any... Skadi: How? Why is there singing here? Rhodes Island Operator: I suppose there is a sort of droning sound, but that's not a song, is it? There's all kinds of machinery operating aboard Rhodes Island. Is it their vibrations, just maybe? Are you still not fully used to it? Skadi: No. The scent. Skadi: The scent of the seawater. Rhodes Island Operator: ...Skadi? You're scaring me a little. What are you tal... Rhodes Island Operator: Huh? Hey! Skadi! Skadi runs too hurriedly, too rapidly. She runs for the stairwell, fearing that those few seconds of apprehension riding the elevator will allow that scent to slip away. A hunter is walking on seacoast way♪ She can hear the song. Aboard this ship, a vast majority cannot. This language, this melody, has roused her memories. She is not one for nostalgia, but she knows it all too well. But... this shouldn't be. This is a song that should not arise here. With homeland left a mile behind, they must lament and pray♪ The singing shivers all throughout the ship's pipelines. The scent of seawater, breaking unbreakingly, seeps out from the cabin walls. Skadi remembers this scent just the same. With the damp closed in on her, her skin continuously contracts, becomes taut. Nervous, yet she is stirred too. Could she have awoken? She cannot help but hasten her step. Skadi: Specter! She pulls open the door to the treatment ward. The bed is empty. Skadi: ...... Perhaps she wanted to take a stroll outside after becoming lucid. Skadi: Wait... what is this? She picks it up, and rubs it in her fingers. Skadi: ...It looks like hers. Specter's gold chain had been carelessly thrown to the ground. Or perhaps, deliberately. Did she despise this item? Then she surely isn't pleased with her current identity. The affairs of the Church—at least the Church of the sea—are all nefarious ones. But... something's not right. Outsider. Without knowing why, Skadi has abruptly recalled that word. She realizes that the scent is not Specter's at all. Compared to the Specter of past, this scent now is too strong, and too callous. Skadi doubts it was simply a surprise that went all too hard to her head. Skadi: You're here. Who are you? Come out. An Abyssal Hunter. But not Specter. Of all things, there were still other Abyssal Hunters who survived! But why here? ...Where has Specter gone? Skadi: ...... Skadi: No matter who, or what, you are. Come out. She needs to give chase. Something's not right. She senses the other one truly is nearby. Skadi rushes out the door, and a silhouette flashes by the farthest recess of the corridor. No... it's two. The singing still remains. The other one still incants. Specter. That Abyssal Hunter has taken Specter. ???: So laggard. ???: If you were any slower, we would've been on our way. Skadi: Hunter! Who are you? In one leap, Skadi pivots the corner, involuntarily feeling for any weapon on her she can use. Skadi: —What are you up to? In that instant, before all else, she meets the other by the eyes. Skadi: Wait, you're... Someone that she has never expected. ???: Skadi. ???: You seem quite well. Skadi: Could... you be the Second Company's—Specter's leader...? Skadi: You're... Gladiia...?! Gladiia: It has been some time, Skadi. You are still able to recollect the Ægir's song, which deeply gratifies me. Skadi cannot pick out even a single trace of 'gratitude' in her expression. This woman, from the first she knew her, has never once shown any change on her face. The tall woman carries Specter. The one Abyssal Hunter that Skadi understands to have survived the past several years, Specter, now lies on Gladiia's shoulder, dreaming another uncharacteristically tranquil dream. The instant Specter's leader let slip a word, the singing vanished. Skadi is dazed for a spell. From the port window rushes arid winds that only dry land could blow, brushing past Skadi's cheeks, almost dry themselves. She thinks to herself—this hunter is still alive, Gladiia is alive. Skadi has finally found another of her own. No. It is Gladiia who found them. Yet... Skadi: I thought you were dead. You staked your lives to let us pass. I thought you were all dead. Gladiia: Life is a precious thing. I am very happy to see that you, too, are alive. Skadi: Given Specter was still alive, I'd always been wondering whether or not any more of the Second could have made it... Skadi: How did you find this place? Specter... she's still better off staying in the ward. Gladiia: ...... One of the fiercest hunters in all of Skadi's mind chooses, at this juncture, to say nothing. In Skadi's heart, doubt burgeons. Skadi: She's changed a lot. She may not necessarily recognize you now. Her body is still feeble. Gladiia: Feeble? A hunter could not be feeble. Skadi: How long have you been on dry land? Skadi: Disease of the land, of a special kind, has hollowed her body out. The people aboard this ship can stabilize her condition. Skadi: In all these years, she's never come back to sanity. The current Specter is another person entirely. I don't know what it was that made her like this. Gladiia does not speak, and the breeze blows through, her hair drifting in its wakes, covering her eye. Skadi has realized where the problem lies. Skadi: Gladiia. Yes, you're Gladiia. There is no mistake. But what do you intend to do? Skadi: Where are you planning to take her? Gladiia: I believed that upon dry land, the hunters were free. Have I misunderstood something? Skadi: No, Gladiia... she's still asleep. You never asked her... whether or not she wants to go. Skadi: You want to take her away from here. Gladiia: You seem to show a great deal of interest in these new colleagues of yours. Do they not treat you too in kind? It would be but a passing motion for you to pinch their spines to dust, yet how is it you do not instill dread in them? Skadi: For these people of dry land to treat us with enmity is normal, but not for the ones aboard this ship. The ones I have met would not. Gladiia: I still cannot fathom why you drop your guard. Skadi: No... I don't want to get them mixed up in this matter. The problem doesn't lie with me, nor them. The problem lies in you. Skadi takes a step toward. Skadi: What is your intent in doing this? You had best explain. Gladiia: Hunter Skadi. Gladiia: —On dry land, I will not constrain you with my rank of Consul. Skadi: Hm... Gladiia: Yet neither do I have any obligation to explain myself to you. Gladiia: I simply believe that I should have you know. It was I who took her, a member of my own company. This suffices. Skadi: ...... Skadi: Why? Gladiia: You need not know the reason yet this evening. Skadi: But Specter! Gladiia: —(Two Iberian words)— Before the name fully reaches Skadi's ears, Gladiia has already slipped from the ship's window into the moonlight outside, Specter's limp body disappearing with her. Skadi does not reach out. She does not even move. She knows well that if Gladiia wants to leave, she has no hope of ever catching her; yet, if Gladiia only wanted to escape, then she would not have left any information behind. She was seeking help, or she was hoodwinking herself. Skadi half-believes it, half doesn't, yet has no other alternative. At the least, she did not order Skadi to do anything, or not to do anything. 'Sal Viento.' That is what Gladiia said. Skadi cannot help but go. Skadi: Sal Viento. Skadi: This is far too unmoving a reunion. Skadi: What are you doing here? Bounty Hunter A: Hey, isn't that Skadi? Bounty Hunter B: She looks familiar. A little like the picture. Bounty Hunter A: Ah! Haha, that didn't take any effort at all... Bounty Hunter A: It's Skadi for sure. We hid in the right spot. Skadi: Hm? Bounty Hunter B: Hey, see, she responded... and look at her face. That really is Skadi! Bounty Hunter A: Still remember the 'Captain,' Skadi? We've got his money, and now we're gonna avenge him with your life! Bounty Hunter B: You crackbrained idiot... you crackbrained idiot! I said this was a rotten idea! Bounty Hunter B: Didn't we say using his money to run some cons would be enough?! Avenge my ass, bounty my ass! What chance in hell?! Bounty Hunter B: Remember the rumors! If that's really her, you think there's a single cent in this for us? It'll cost our lives! Bounty Hunter B: We'd better scram before it's too late! Grab your dumb scrap and run! Bounty Hunter A: Pah. Bounty Hunter A: You go crawling back to your shitheap bed cuddling burdenbeast piss and yelling mamá. You lose your nerve the moment a single long-haired girl says something to you. You want ME to go home empty-handed? No goddamn way! Bounty Hunter C: You're right! Even if she really is Skadi, even if, what the hell can she do? She's all alone right now, isn't she? Bounty Hunter C: We've got one, two... yeah, a bunch of guys! Bounty Hunter B: But all those powerhouse bounty hunters are rotting in the ground, aren't they? She was alone then too! Bounty Hunter B: And think about it, every time you say you have so many guys, does anything good ever come of it? Bounty Hunter A: And who saw that? If you ask me, those guys? Maybe they just got drunk off their asses one night and all went into the same pretty little Kuranta's room. Bounty Hunter A: Then she got her crossbows out her pants, went free-for-all, blew their brains to mush. Bounty Hunter A: That's what rumors are! If all those wandering singers or whoever went around singing and playing without puffing their stories up a little, you think they'd make enough money to eat? Bounty Hunter A: Splitting fifty mountains with a single sword, yeah, right... and I can punch a hole straight through Londinium with one fist! Bounty Hunter A: Listen to me, brothers! If you wanna eat, come with me! Bounty Hunter A: Skadi, Schmadi, we can put her down right here, and nobody can pinch our gold after! Add the bounty the others put on her head, we'll be set for the rest of our lives plus retirement! Skadi: I'll give you a choice. Run now, and you can live. I have no time to waste with you people. Bounty Hunter C: Charge! Kill her dead! Skadi: ...... Skadi: (Ægirian) It's the rotted seagrass that clings most to one's leg. Skadi: I never thought it would be the annoyance of worthless bounty hunters that remained ever unchanging.
'The Sky is blue and fine,\nThe Breeze lilts by in Song;\nThe River murmurs clear,\nMy Heart is filled with Hope.\nThe Mist parts overnight,\nThe Earth welcomes Dawn's Light;\nPraise be Leithanien,\nWhere free Men find their Home.'\n—Lied des klaren Himmels (1078) Hibiscus: (According to the map, I shouldn't be far from the Rhodes Island branch office now.) Hibiscus: (Got held up a bit coming into Vyseheim, but if I just hurry up, I can hopefully make it there before I'm late...) Passionate Infected: Hold it right there! Hibiscus: Er... me? Passionate Infected: Yes indeed, you, beautiful Dame! You're an unfamiliar face. Could this be your first time here in the Afterglow? Hibiscus: Yes, I'm a Rhodes Island Operator, here to look into the Serendipitous Infected Prognosis Phenomenon— Passionate Infected: Leave behind your work and duties for now. I cordially invite you here to perform with me in song! Hibiscus: Perform? Hibiscus: But I bought this concert flute as a staff. I couldn't play you a single song... Passionate Infected: No matter! If you can just make it sing, I have faith I can spin your notes into a song to offer to you, Dame. Let's commemorate this fine day! Hibiscus: I have an appointment with someone, and I'm almost late as is. Passionate Infected: Don't worry, don't worry. Anyone would let a little delay go, with weather so fine. Passionate Infected: Come, this won't take long! Hibiscus: I... I just play some random notes then? Passionate Infected: Please! Hibiscus: (Alright, alright, I can make it sound...) Passionate Infected: Do... fa... la.. so... fa... mi... Passionate Infected: Wonderful, a motif full with hope! Passionate Infected: Emma, I'll play. What if you and our visitor dance a tune together? Hibiscus: Together? Cheerful Infected: Come, beautiful Fräulein, let us skip! Hibiscus: But I really don't have the time, and I'm not much of a danc— Cheerful Infected: No worries, we all dance poorly at times. No one will laugh at you. Passionate Infected: Very well, I'll play this in three... Passionate Infected: One-two-three, one-two-three... ready—go! Hibiscus: I'm sorry, I trod on you so many... Cheerful Infected: That's fine, I'm delighted to dance with you! Thank you for joining us! Passionate Infected: Goodbye! Have a beautiful day! Cheerful Infected: Welcome to the Afterglow! Hibiscus: Thank you, thanks. Woman in Operator Attire: Good morning, Hibiscus~ Hibiscus: You're... Andante? From the branch? Andante: That's right! Welcome to Vyseheim's Afterglow! Hibiscus: Thank you. This is awkward, you coming out here just to greet me. Andante: I didn't come just to greet you. Hibiscus: Eh? Andante: Word came that before you left for the Afterglow, you were piling pressure on yourself, staying up all hours of every night. You were reading papers right up until you left the landship. Andante: So today, your job is entirely to relax! Hibiscus: I'm actually fine. Andante: No, can't have that! Strings snap when you stretch them that thin! Andante: Besides, you came just at the right time. Herr Czerny's farewell concert is in a week, and it just so happens today's application day. Andante: Apparently, he's performing at the plaza in front of Afterglow Hall! It'll be over if we're a moment too late! Hibiscus: But the mission... Andante: If this chance goes, it's gone! We can talk missions tomorrow! Let's run! Andante: We're here! Hibiscus: ...... Andante: Afterglow Hall. They say it's this very concert hall the Afterglow gets its name from. Hibiscus: Is... this even a building, or is it a giant instrument...? Andante: Enough, the Hall's not going anywhere, we'll have time to admire it later. Our focus today is Herr Czerny. Hibiscus: I think... I read about Mister, Herr Czerny beforehand. He was born in the Afterglow? Andante: He was. He's still the one and only musician ever to both be Infected and renowned in Leithanien. He's even held minor tours around the country— Andante: I see him, there he is! The musician stands on the steps outside the hall, a colossal instrument his height upright beside him. No one stands in the five-meter semicircle around him. Outside that semicircle, the crowds teem. Andante: Blow me down! Half of the Afterglow's here, at least. Hibiscus: Half?! Andante: Herr Czerny used to constantly perform outdoors here, but he's been ill for half a year, and it's his first time back. You don't know how excited everyone is— Andante: (Whisper) It's starting. With the sound of a piano, the plaza quickly falls to a hush. Practically everyone stops talking. Even the peddler hawking incessantly until now lowers his voice. The song is short. The moment Czerny's performance ends, a mountainous applause erupts. It gradually abates. While Czerny prepares to play the next song, someone neatly dressed squeezes through the crowd, and arrives at his side. Frivolous Noble: Herr Czerny, Dame Gertrude sends her regards. Czerny: Oh. You, I see. Frivolous Noble: She asks me to remind you that be it an applicational affair or the concert day itself, you haven't been booked for an outdoor performance. Czerny: And what does it matter? Czerny: Other places may have their schedules, but you are hard-pressed to stop me performing for all in the Afterglow. Frivolous Noble: Your health isn't the fairest. You'd best not tire yourself too much... Czerny: I know my health best. If I didn't feel better today, I wouldn't be here. Czerny: Go tell Gertrude: mind her own business. Don't come all persnickety at me. Frivolous Noble: Very well. Hibiscus: What was his problem? Why did no one say anything? Andante: He's a retainer of Dame Gertrude Strollo. Hibiscus: Gertrude Strollo... Countess Strollo, the ruler... the Lehnsfrau of Vyseheim? Andante: The very same. Andante: But Herr Czerny sent that man packing in just a few words! What a feel-good sight. Hibiscus: I see. Andante: Let's head into Afterglow Hall in a moment. Application's about to begin. Seeing the noble's figure disappear into the crowd, Czerny clears his throat. Czerny: Thank you all for your support. Czerny: Today, I came not just to play you all a passage or two, long while that it's been, but to warm up for the concert next week. Czerny: I invite you all to be enthusiastic in this application. Prove your love for music on the stage. I'll be here, supporting you all. Czerny: I'll be at the selections tomorrow too, casting my own discerning eye. Czerny: Now, let me play a few more pieces for you all. I welcome you to bring out whatever instruments you're good with. Whether you accompany me or play by your own tune, I welcome it all. Czerny: Thank you, everyone! Czerny bows, the heavy silence finally lifts, and the crowd erupts into even more fervorous applause. Food Stall Owner: Hey. You set up shop here too? Coffee Shop Owner: Damn near everyone's here at the Hall. Where else am I going to do business if not here? Food Stall Owner: Sure, but I don't think anyone's willing to drink your coffee. Coffee Shop Owner: Easy for you to say— Infected: Excuse me, I'll take a tub of sauerkraut. A big one! Food Stall Owner: Coming up! Coffee Shop Owner: ...... Coffee Shop Owner: A crowd full of anticipation, a musician forcing his ailing body along, a noble given the cold shoulder... Coffee Shop Owner: (Whisper) Touches my heart. Disgruntled Old Man: Kreide. You still insist on applying to that concert? Kreide: Yes, I do want to go... Disgruntled Old Man: Fine. Don't often see you turning a deaf ear like this. You want to go, go. Kreide: Thank you, Grandpa! Grandpa: You sign up and come straight back, don't linger outside. Kreide: I'll try. Grandpa: Try? Kreide: Apparently, entrants have to perform onstage for this application, so they can prove their skill... Grandpa: But your cello's been wrecked forever. You only have the one string to play. What are you doing about that? Kreide: It's alright, they'll provide a loaner instrument. sigh Very, very thoughtful of them. Why did nobody tell me, hm? Kreide: Grandpa, are you... mad? Grandpa: What? No, I'm just a little uneasy about it. Kreide: I promise, I'll be back as soon as the application's over. I won't run off anywhere! Grandpa: Fine, fine, I hear you. Kreide: I'll put the tea by the stove, now. Remember to drink it soon, don't let it get cold! Mature Noble: Application's beginning soon. It's about time you went. Young Noble: I still can't swallow this. You called me here, all the way from Urtica, specifically to have me apply to this concert full of Infected? Mature Noble: Such a level of interaction with Infected won't pose any risk. Young Noble: You don't have to tell me. I know. Young Noble: What I mean to say is, I don't understand why you invited me here just for some run-of-the-mill concert. Mature Noble: You've always wanted to breathe the air of freedom, haven't you? Young Noble: I can't deny that, but— Mature Noble: Don't let doubts overtake you now. Enjoy the commoners' festive atmosphere. Young Noble: (Shrug) Mature Noble: The car is ready for you. There's some way to travel from the Cliffy Patio to the Afterglow; I recommend you not go on foot, so as not to affect your performance at application. Young Noble: I appreciate your kindness. Farewell, Strollo— Mature Noble: You're forgetting. I prefer my given name, not my surname. Young Noble: I apologize, Dame Gertrude. Hibiscus: What a queue! Andante: That's the line for application. We're just going with the crowds, so come this way~ Kreide: Hello, can I ask...? Worn-out Infected: Here to apply, right? End of the line's there. Head over and queue up. Kreide: —It's so long! Worn-out Infected: Plenty of folk started queueing before the sun came up. Kreide: But I'm really in a rush to get my application over with. I'm still caring for my grandpa back home. Worn-out Infected: No can do. Look, we're all Afterglowers. Who hasn't got someone to care for at home? Kreide: Well... but... Worn-out Infected: Get in line, quick. It'll be even longer soon enough. Young Noble: Can you really not accommodate, just this once? Worn-out Infected: I said no. That's just— Worn-out Infected: Wait, y—you're a noble, aren't you? You're here to apply to our concert?! Young Noble: If you see as much, then could you oblige myself and my friend here? Worn-out Infected: But we've got rules... Young Noble: Or do you plan to refuse a noble's sincerest request? Worn-out Infected: I wouldn't dare. Young Noble: Thank you for your understanding. Young Noble: Come, now. Kreide: ...... Young Noble: Didn't you hear me? They're letting us through. Kreide: A... Alright! Kreide: But— Kreide: Er, where'd he go? Mannered Infected: Next, please. Mannered Infected: Can I have your name, please? Kreide: People call me Kreide. Mannered Infected: What instruments are you proficient in? Kreide: The cello. Mannered Infected: Did you come without your own cello? Kreide: I don't have one... Mannered Infected: That's fine, we provide common-use instruments to musicians. You can access them at your leisure. Mannered Infected: Alright, you may begin. Be careful not to go over one minute. Kreide: ...... Mannered Infected: Is there a problem? Kreide: I didn't get to ask just now, but how do you determine pay for participation? Mannered Infected: Pay? Kreide: Eh? Kreide: The person who told me about the concert said that so long as I was chosen, I'd get ample pay. Kreide: My grandpa's gravely ill, and I need money for his treatment. Mannered Infected: I sympathize with your plight, but there is no material reward for this concert. Kreide: There's no pay at all?! Mannered Infected: I believe the vast majority feel that the ultimate honorarium comes from performing with Herr Czerny at his farewell concert. Kreide: How could this be...? Mannered Infected: It's your decision to perform or not. However, if you do decide to leave, I hope for you to at least leave us with a fine melody before you do. Kreide: ...... Kreide: I... alright. Kreide, somewhat dejectedly, bows. He slowly takes a seat, and steadies the cello between his knees. With a hand on his bow, and the other on the strings, the dismay is all but swept from his face, leaving only concentration. From the cello's strings flows an ornate melody, gradually filling the whole hall. After a number of bars, Kreide's performance reaches its sweetest point, when a concert flute joins from below the stage out of nowhere. The noble in black plays the flute, accompanying Kreide's cello, and he paces his way onto the stage. Kreide is briefly startled, but nevertheless concludes the passage with his own cadence, while the noble follows the cello's ending with his own, briefest cadenza. Mannered Infected: And that's one minute. Mannered Infected: That was the most beautiful performance I've heard today. Mannered Infected: I feel we should pay our respects to both you young men. Mannered Infected: Are you here to apply to this concert too? Young Noble: The very same. Young Noble: I was planning to do so alone, but professedly, Herr Kreide's performance struck me deep, and I did happen to meet him earlier. Young Noble: I was loath to miss a chance to perform with such a superb instrumentalist. Mannered Infected: Understood. May I have your name? Young Noble: ...... Young Noble: Ebenholz. Mannered Infected: To have someone like y... Ebenholz? Mannered Infected: Are you certain? Your real name is Ebenholz? That's not an alias you just came up with after staring at the piano? Ebenholz: You really are too mistrustful. Ebenholz: Besides, a piano isn't the only thing with keys. Does a flute not have them too? Mannered Infected: Even so, your lineage and estate— Ebenholz: I'll say again, my name is Ebenholz. Do you have any other questions? Mannered Infected: Very well. Mannered Infected: That said, since you and Herr Kreide brought no agreement on whether to apply as an ensemble, the decision lies with him. Mannered Infected: Herr Kreide, what do you feel? Kreide: I was only applying to this concert... for my grandpa's medical fees... Ebenholz: Should Kreide assent to an ensemble, I'd be very willing to provide him and his grandfather economic assistance. Kreide: —Really? Mannered Infected: That kind of aid doesn't come without strings attached. Make sure you're completely clear about this. Mannered Infected: We saw a musician swindled last year. He signed an extremely unfair contract... Ebenholz: Please, I ask for some respect. Mannered Infected: ...... Kreide: I'll do it! Mannered Infected: Then I'll leave it at that. Mannered Infected: If the two of you are entering the selections as flute and cello, then the one choice you have is 'Morgen und Abend.' Mannered Infected: It's a duet for flute and cello with piano accompaniment, and one of Herr Czerny's signature works. Are you okay with that? Ebenholz: Said piece marked a turning point in my learning flute. I'm extraordinarily honored that I may perform it on Herr Czerny's stage. Kreide: I'm fine with it, too! Hibiscus: Why is that noble helping Kreide? Andante: A lot of musicians have nobles as backers. Nothing strange about it. Andante: Some do it because they're not good enough themselves, so they see a really skilled musician and leap for them. They like how it makes them look better all around. Andante: I can't figure out this Ebenholz either, though. Maybe he is just appreciating a fellow maestro. Hibiscus: Something still doesn't sit too well with me. Hibiscus: Oh, we could treat Kreide's grandpa— Andante: Hibiscus, you were here to investigate the Serendipitous Infected Prognosis Phenomenon, weren't you? Hibiscus: Erk. Andante: And our branch is too small. We don't have what it takes to admit patients like a hospital. Andante: Examinations, diagnoses, prescriptions for milder cases, getting patients in touch with other organizations when they need hospitalization—that's our limit. Hibiscus: But I'm still a little worried. Andante: In that case... Kreide's application is over, anyhow. Let's go catch up and ask him, see if we can offer him any help, okay? Andante: Test results are in. Cell-Originium Assimilation is 8%, Blood Originium-Crystal Density is 0.23u/L... I can't say it's too severe, but it's not good by any stretch. Andante: Typically, any patient should receive standard treatment with indicators at this level, no matter how they feel themselves. I suggest hospitalized recovery. Grandpa: Standard treatment, hospitalized recovery... Grandpa: I hear Rhodes Island is just as much a business. You might be pitying me, giving me the test with no charge, but there's no such thing as a free lunch for me, eh? Andante: We're partnered with some organizations in Vyseheim. We can refer patients to them. Andante: They have collaborative protocols in place with Rhodes Island. The prices will be cheaper compared to anywhere else. Andante: Given your present circumstances, I can try to talk down their fees further, or I could help offset expenses on both sides... Grandpa: No need. Grandpa: If I knew Kreide was only going for my sake, I wouldn't have let him go, no matter what. Grandpa: Kreide. I'll say it again. You return every last cent to that noble. We're going. Grandpa: What could possibly be happening behind you when an aristocrat gives you money for no good reason? Kreide: But Ebenholz just wants me to perform with him. Grandpa: Even if he means no harm, he— sigh He might mean no harm, and an old man like me totting about without any grand standing or friend in power won't be worth much to exploit. Grandpa: The hospitals still wouldn't be angels to me, even if they do admit me. I don't want my life depending on their whimsy. Grandpa: If you see a heart of gold in that little lord, then use that money for your own sake. Do some business that lets you get on with your life. Kreide: No. I already agreed with Ebenholz. The money he gives me is for treating your sickness! Grandpa: You're tired of me. Throwing me into hospital so you can never look back, isn't that right? Kreide: What? How could I... Hibiscus: How about he convalesces here, instead of going to any partners? Andante: Hibiscus, I understand how you feel... but we don't have beds here, and our medication stores are for emergency response. Hibiscus: If we can have him recovering here, we'll be able to monitor his health condition more tightly. I'm sure it'd be of help to our investigation too. Hibiscus: I can clear my own guest bed for him to take. Medication-wise, we'll sell at our partners' prices. I'll write a report after the fact explaining the situation. Hibiscus: That should all be watertight under procedure, right? Andante: I think... that works out. Hibiscus: Then we're all good to go on our end. Sir, how about you? Are you able to accept that? Grandpa: ...... Hibiscus: I guarantee, your treatment will be highest priority for us. All research propositions will hinge on informed consent, and we'll never commit to anything harmful to your health. Kreide: I agree! Kreide: And I have to rehearse with Ebenholz soon, too. I might not have too much time to look after you. Kreide: Besides, conditions here are so much better than at home. If you're here, I can put my heart at ease too... please, Grandpa! sigh. Grandpa: I'll go home this evening to pack some things. I'll be back tomorrow morning. You'll let me have that much, won't you?
Always hustling. Busy, busy, Acahuallans. What are we doing, you ask? Hah, what else can we warriors of Acahualla do? The greatest weapons, the sturdiest buildings. With the High Priest and Inam Committee's support, we can build even more machines! Conquest! 'Manure factory!' The Acahualla name will ring across all the lands! Agitated Archosauria: 'Manure factory.' What a great word... That's how you say it, right, Yogi? Yogi: No, Yota, it's 'manufacturing.' Besides, you should try to get some more rest instead of helping out with work on the... uh... 'Forest Mk. III,' the fully-automatic tree planting and cutting robot. Yogi: Actually, since we wrote it off and built a new one last night, this is 'Mk. IV.' Yota: I've been doing great lately, don't worry. I never thought these rocks... Uh, the Originium could be so useful. My eyes are wide open now! Is this new technology? Who brought it here? Yogi: Probably Inam. Yota: Ah... It's strong like Gavial, and you can shoot the upper half up in a spiral. It even stays midair for half a minute. Yogi: Yeah, it's pretty shocking. Though the High Priest calls that 'disassembly.' Yota: I've been thinking for a while... Look, the lands beyond are so vast, and now we have so much... 'Manufactoring.' Yogi: Manufacturing. And the High Priest said before that's not how you use the word. Yota: That doesn't matter. What matters is that we'll have more and more big machines! They'll also get easier to control and cause less accidents, too! Yota: There's much more we can do now, isn't there?! Yogi: Like what? Yota: Be ambitious, Brother. Set your sights on all of Sargon. Can you see it now— Yogi: Uh, uhh... Yota: —Our statues! As tall as three mountains and as big as two whole lakes! Yogi: Ooohh—! Yota: Of course, we need one for the clan leader too... and the High Priest! We can't forget Inam, either... Yota: Finally, we need something special to celebrate all this... A building! Right! A palace! Let's see... with wood? No, it has to be sandstone or some sturdier rock... Let's use Originium! That's it! Yota: We'll pile the Originium up to make a huge building! Yogi: Pile it up? I-Into what? Like a temple? Yota: Maybe something simpler. Like a circle... Hm, you can't make a circle with rocks. Let's pile it up layer by layer so it looks like a triangle from all directions! Yogi: Oh... Ohh! A triangular tower! Now we just need to give it a name! Yota: Still... there's no point in talking about all this. Gavial said I won't live that long with my disease. Yogi: Yota... No! We just have to change the way we think. Let's turn this palace into your burial plot. Yogi: That way, forget Acahualla, all of Sargon will remember your name. And I know what to call it, too! 'Yogi Yota Tower!' We'll finish it before you die! Yota: Yogi...! Tomimi: Don't jinx yourselves like that... Yota: Oh, Tomimi... What are you doing here? Yota: I thought you went straight to Gavial and the clan leader yesterday. Tomimi: It's been a while since I was back home. I can't just leave like that, can I? Yota: I guess not. So, what are you doing here today? You already stopped by, didn't you? Tomimi: Actually... Scathing Durin: ...... Yota: Oh, you're the shortie Inam mentioned. What's the matter? Are you here to complain about our food again? Yeah, I've been thinking the food's been kind of bland lately too. How are we supposed to get by without meat? Scathing Durin: No, it's something else. And I have a name. Stitch Canvas. You can't judge me by my height. Are all Archosauria like this? Tomimi: Haha, no, we're not... Stitch Canvas: Whatever. You're a bunch of weirdos bickering about tail thickness anyway... I guess it's a cultural difference that I'll have to respect. Tomimi: Huh? Huh...? Yota: Alright, so what do you need? We're working on a magnificent 'bluepint' for Sargon. Yogi: Blueprint. Yota: Uh, right. Blueprint. You hear that, Durin man? This is a huge, glorious plan! Tomimi: I kind of think... a big, over-the-top tomb isn't a such a great plan... Besides, if everyone gets a huge tomb like that, we won't have enough room in the rainforest. Yota: Stop calling it a tomb. It's for celebration! It's celebratory! Yota: If we build it bigger, we can put both the leader and Gavial in there too, and our descendants will sing the praises of Zumama and 'Gavial's Will' in front of our statues, with their kids all around them. Stitch Canvas: (I am starting to regret this decision...) Tomimi: Wha...! B-But... Stitch Canvas: Right. Right now, we shouldn't— Tomimi: —In that case, we can't call it the 'Yogi Yota Tower!' It has to have Gavial's name in it! W-We can add my name in there too, while we're at it...! Stitch Canvas: ...... Tomimi: Uh, no, I mean... Well, Mr. Stitch already talked to Inam about this, but I want everyone to hear him explain it. Tomimi: This is pretty serious, after all. I sent Gavial a letter too, but I don't know if they'll make it in time... Yota: Serious? What's so serious? I'm trying to plan out the rest of my life with what little time I have left! What could be more serious than that? cough... I'm not here to judge your fantastical ideas, surface dwellers. However... Stitch Canvas: Just as I said before, if our city actually meets this crisis, the calamity will destroy everything. Stitch Canvas: And when that happens, it won't matter how amazing your buildings are. They'll be reduced to rubble. Gavial: Hey, Zumama. Eunectes: Gavial? I didn't know we came back at the same time. Eunectes: How's the situation? Have those Infected settled down? Gavial: Who do you think you're talking to? Not just the Infected. Mine security, the villagers nearby, and that old man from Rim Billiton. I took care of all of them. Eunectes: Old man...? You dealt with our business partner, too? Gavial: Yeah, I've got a problem with the way he treats the Infected. I had to have a friendly chat with him, as a doctor. 'From a doctor's perspective and the Gavial way.' Gavial: Never mind all that. Have you seen the letter yet? Eunectes: I haven't been back to the dorms... It's a letter from Tomimi? She went back home to visit her family, didn't she? Gavial: Yeah, and she's been keeping in touch with her Acahualla friends through Inam. Gavial: Looked like she was going to ask us to go with her, too. Eunectes: A trip home together... If only Master Closure hadn't given me any work. That would've been nice. Eunectes: But if that was the whole story, you wouldn't have bothered to come looking for me, right? Gavial: Hey now, when did we become strangers? Eunectes: Never mind... So, what did Inam say? Did Tomimi run into trouble? Gavial: Yeah, more accurately, the whole rainforest's in trouble. Eunectes: What? Gavial: Better pack up and get yourself ready. We're in for a big adventure. Yota: T-The whole rainforest will sink into the earth?! The entire land will shift and change?! Stitch Canvas: That's right. Stitch Canvas: I could explain the structure of a Durin city, but it's not like you would understand. To put it simply, my homeland is under the ground not far from this rainforest. Stitch Canvas: We've run into some trouble... and that's why I came up here to seek the surface-dwellers' help. Stitch Canvas: Now, I didn't actually have very high hopes for you lot to begin with, but I saw what you've been doing. Perhaps you can be of some help. Yota: Well, that does sound like a big problem... but that doesn't have much to do with our tribe, right? Yogi: Wait, this guy said if the Durin city's destroyed, it'll cause a chain reaction that will affect the surface... and our Yota Yogi Tower will... Stitch Canvas: On the flipside, if you help us, we'll return the favor with our Durin technology. Stitch Canvas: I don't know a lot about your tech level... but I can tell at a glance that your kind can sometimes be outrageously primitive. Yota: Help? From an outsider? Now I'm not so sure we could use any... Stitch Canvas: Ugh, to me, it's you surface-dwellers who are the outsiders... Never mind. Tomimi: But Mr. Stitch did point out some serious problems with the 'Forest Mk. III' when he looked at it... although it kinda seems like he got rid of a lot of its functions... Yota: This guy did?! Tomimi: Yep, that's why Inam figured we should follow Mr. Stitch underground to see what's going on. I-I'm going too, of course, as the clan leader of 'Gavial's Will.' Tomimi: And while we're gone, it's up to you guys to take care of everyone in Tiacauh. Yota: Well, I've got problem with that... I mean, for the sake of our Yo... No, our 'Great Gold Originium Pearl Triangular Tower of Great Acahualla,' you better get this problem solved! Stitch Canvas: You used the word 'great' twice... Tomimi: We will. Yota: But how are you going to get there...? We haven't been outside the forest too much. Are you sure you won't get lost? ???: Don't you worry! Elysium: After all, I am coming along. Tomimi: Mr. E-Elysium! Yogi: You're the Rhodes Islander... Elysium: Resilient as I am, even I have to take a vacation to alleviate the stress I've accumulated. Little did I know I'd find myself in another tremendous operation to save the Durins... But never mind. Who am I to miss out on more fun? Elysium: Dylan and Blaze were right. It's a bustling place, but you can still relax and wind down a little. A wonderful little spot. Elysium: I still have yet to find those famously delicious mushrooms after searching through the woods multiple times, though... Elysium: I only hope that Miss Inam will follow through on her promise to help me accomplish the 'seven must-dos when visiting Acahualla.' Tomimi: Mr. Elysium and Mr. Stitch have already gotten the ball rolling. With the two of them as guides, we won't ever lose our way... or at least that's what they promised. Elysium: Haha, perhaps by the time Gavial and Eunectes make it home, we will have already taken care of everything. Eunectes: ...... Eunectes: She used to be the impatient one... How come I have to wait half an hour in the hallway for her now? Eunectes: Look at this new gear... I thought Gavial would file a request for this stuff every month, but I guess that wasn't really the case, judging by Master Closure's reaction. Eunectes: So I guess she's not going back to playing 'wandering medic who left the tribe'? Eunectes: ...... Eunectes: This is taking way too long! Gavial, what are you doing?! Gavial: Don't rush me! You guys put together the most complicated equipment, you know?! Eunectes: This is what you get when you make an order on such short notice! If you have a problem with that, maybe you should go through proper procedures with Engineering next time. Gavial: Ugh—! This sucks! Not even those knights in Kazimierz wear this much armor! Eunectes: Doesn't matter, if there's anything you can't figure out— Gavial: Forget it! This will do! I'm tossing the rest! Eunectes: Huh?! Gavial: Yeah, forget all that junk. Don't need it. The moment I picked up this axe, I figured it all out. Eunectes: Figured what out...? Gavial: That this guy's all I need. Gavial: Did you make it? Eunectes: It was a rush order. Gavial: I knew it. Only you could make something this kick-ass. No complaints. From the balance to the weight, all perfect. Gavial: But this little ornament... Eunectes: Lancet-2 told me to pour my feelings into everything I contribute to, whether a patient or equipment. Gavial: She said that, huh? Probably learned it from Closure. Well, whatever winds your sprocket. Gavial: Alright then, let's go! Eunectes: ...Gavial! Gavial: What now, more dawdling? Eunectes: What... are you going to do? It sounds like the Durins' call for help that Tomimi got might be some kind of crisis their city is facing. Eunectes: It might be a Catastrophe... It might be war. Gavial: The letter says 'fire rained down from the sky and burned our quilts' and 'a giant mushroom sprouted from the ground and blocked the sunlight, preventing the plants from growing,' but it's all too abstract. Gavial: No matter what the problem is, we oughta be able to tackle it. I mean, Inam and Elysium are coming too. Eunectes: Tackle it how? Gavial: Didn't you just give me the answer? Check out my getup. I really mean it, Zumama. I haven't been this excited in a while. Eunectes: So you mean you're using your fists again. Gavial: Hah, the usual! Eunectes: The usual, huh... Gavial: Time waits for no one, Zumama. Gavial: Don't you want to see with your own eyes what those guys from your tribe have done to the forest? Eunectes: Hah... I guess so. Eunectes: Let's get going, then.
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Vanguard Operator: Ugh... Vanguard Operator: Huh? Wh- what happened...? Vanguard Operator: What am I doing here... why am I laying here...? Vanguard Operator: I remember! We were infiltrating Chernobog to rescue Dr. {@nickname}—— Vanguard Operator:! Vanguard Operator: Boss! No, no, the boss, he... Vanguard Operator: ...Boss... Vanguard Operator: Huh? What's this paper? Vanguard Operator: Hold up, this... It's Rhodes Island engineering stationary. Vanguard Operator: Who could've left it here? What the hell happened? Vanguard Operator: Woah, that's a lot of big words, and they're all over the place... Operator whose name I do not know, hide yourself well. I had no opportunity to check your nameplate, nor do I remember your name. Please pardon the hastily scrawled nature of this message, as I am wanting for time. Do me the favor of reading to the end. First, do not fret. You are safe, for the moment. However, you must not, under any circumstances, leave these ruins. The probability of the enemy spotting you before nightfall is quite high. To put it simply, you are at present completely surrounded by the enemy. Vanguard Operator: This isn't the boss's handwriting... did it even come from Rhodes Island? Vanguard Operator: They sure wrote a lot. Why didn't they just wake me up and tell me—— ???: You came. Vanguard Operator: (Huh? A voice? Is it Reunion? Shit!) Vanguard Operator: (...No, wait, it sounds familiar. It's that guy from the clinic——) Hellagur: You have managed to completely paralyze Chernobog. I am not sure whether I should be congratulating you. ???: —— Hellagur: We have both contracted Oripathy. ???: It truly is you. ???: I thought. It was just rumors. Hellagur: It's been years, Buldrokkas'tee. Hellagur: Or is it 'Patriot' now? Patriot: So. You remember me. Patriot: ...General. Hellagur: Were it not for you charging so boldly into the fortress with that shield of yours, Barclay, Semyon, and I would surely have died at the hands of Kazimierz's Silverlance, Pegasus Order of Knighthood. Patriot: My warriors. Are brave. Do not fear sacrifice. Hellagur: Hm. Your manner of speech is quite different now than it was years ago. Hellagur: I once witnessed you rousing the troops with your rhetoric, driving even Barclay the Bald Butcher to cheer your name. No easy feat. Patriot: The infection. Changed my vocal cords. Now. It is difficult. For me to speak. Fluently. Ridiculous. Hellagur: —— Hellagur: As is this identity you have constructed. Patriot: Oh? Hellagur: So, the Northern Tundra Guerrillas... that was you leading them. I never would have imagined you could be running around with dozens of Wendigos. Hellagur: That cavalry commander, Alyosha Bluebeard, he made a bet with me that you would become Grand Marshal of the Ursus Army. Patriot: Just staff captain, General. Times have changed. Hellagur: ...I was jesting. But your loyalty, your record, and the plans you would devise in our staff meetings... You truly were one of the finest officers in all of Ursus. Patriot: You go too far. I am Sarkaz, after all. Hellagur: If someone like you couldn't become colonel, the entire Ursus High Command should have been court-martialed. Hellagur: Of course, most of them are long dead. Patriot: Then, I have outlasted them. Your colleagues, are mostly dead. Patriot: And, His Majesty said, the army serves the country. Not their careers. Hellagur: He also once said it is not blood that binds the Ursus people together, but conviction. What of that now? I can only hope His Majesty is ready to rest in peace. Hellagur: All our recent Emperors have seen you as nothing more than monsters. You are not Ursus warriors to them. They have done everything they can to oppress your people. Patriot: That one, more enlightened Emperor. Has already passed. This, I understand. Patriot: The war beasts. Of Ursus. Could drown the world, with their numbers. I am not special. Hellagur: Then it is not because of the Army that you left. Patriot: Correct. I do not care. I want only to stand, shoulder to shoulder. With my warriors. Patriot: ...... Patriot: General, sit. Drink, with me. I have some. From the north. Hellagur: ...Time grows short. Let us save it for next time. Patriot: Oh... Very well. Patriot: No matter. Patriot: Go to 4th street. Find survivors. Do not threaten them. Minimize casualties. Look for supplies. Our stocks, are low, as always. Reunion Troops: Yes, sir! Patriot: I feared you dead. Hellagur: Life underground is a sort of death. Who I am today has little to do with who I was. Patriot: You hide, here? Less than ideal. Hellagur: Chernobog has long been uninhabitable. The Catastrophe makes little difference to that effect. Patriot: Seems you must leave. Hellagur: The clinic has been extensively looted. We evacuated beforehand, but the loss is still substantial. Hellagur: It was only after I heard the rumors of your presence that I decided to stay here and see for myself. Patriot: I do not deserve, such attention. It is dangerous, here. Hellagur: I wanted only to see how one of my few remaining brothers has weathered the years. Patriot: You did not. Those ties broke. Long ago. Hellagur: Hmph... Patriot: ...I will find out, who did it. Your clinic. That was, an aberration. Hellagur: There is no need. At least, with you here, it is very unlikely that Reunion is responsible. Patriot: I cannot be sure. Reunion, can be, hard to control. There are some, communication barriers. Patriot: Still, General. You could join, Reunion. Patriot: If Ursus was, to be liberated. Then the Infected, and the others, could live. As equals. Hellagur: ...... Hellagur: Look here. Look around us. Look at this building impaled by Originium. Patriot: I see it. Hellagur: This was once a shopping mall. All the people in a three block radius depended on this building for their very survival. Patriot: The Catastrophe. Destroyed Chernobog. Destroyed the fortress, destroyed the city. I do not agree with, the methods. But this was, necessary. We had, no choice. Hellagur: It was not long ago that the clocktower was done up in colorful lights. Another dazzling array hung over the intersection below, bathing it in a warm glow. Patriot: The Infected, had no right, to enjoy those lights. Hellagur: You want to make the lights glow again, and I simply want to build another market. This is the difference between us. Patriot: ——There was a time. When you would not. Compromise like this. Hellagur: Perhaps. There may not be such a bright future at Rhodes Island, but I cannot say I feel much for this place either. Patriot: You simply do not, wish to fight your motherland. General. Patriot: Look at this city. Look at the Infected. Look at the mall, ruined by Originium. Look at the dead. Patriot: And you. You have never, been afraid, to get your hands dirty. Hellagur: Correct. Should Ursus move violently against us, we will not hesitate to fight back. Hellagur: But Reunion's actions are rather outside my idea of fighting back. Look at this broken city beneath our feet——Reunion is provoking a war. Hellagur: And how many people would die in such a war? How many Ursus lives would a civil war cost? Hellagur: Imagine it. The Ursus devouring itself. Massacring itself. Obliterating itself. Patriot: General. Hellagur: —— Patriot: What if, the Ursus, treated the Infected, as Ursus? Patriot: Then, there would be, no war. Reunion Soldier: Excuse me. Patriot: What? Reunion Soldier: Reporting in. The leadership has made a statement: Chernobog is now completely under our control. We are broadcasting on all frequencies. Reunion Soldier: The leadership has asked for a situation report from each division. Patriot: Right. I'll take care of it. Patriot: Sorry, General. Wait a minute. Hellagur: —— Hellagur: Does Reunion truly understand what they are doing? Reunion Soldier: ...... Reunion Soldier: How am I supposed to answer you, old man? Reunion Soldier: Or were you not really asking? I guess all I can say is we're following the commander. Reunion Soldier: No matter what the commander does, we're behind him. Reunion Soldier: If it's right, he'll do it. If it's wrong, he'll change. Reunion Soldier: We believe in Talulah and we believe in the commander. We fight for the Infected. Got it? Hellagur: ...... Patriot: General. Hellagur: Reunion has won a great victory. And yet I do not detect any joy in your voice. Patriot: Should I be? Happy...? Patriot: If the Ursus will it, any city, will be flattened. Patriot: Such an outcome, is most challenging. This battle, it confuses me. The Ursus response. Hellagur: The war has already begun. There is no turning back now. Patriot: Perhaps. I have been foolish. Patriot: However, if I do nothing. The chains of the Infected, will grow heavier. Patriot: Should we lose, our conception of the struggle, we move toward annihilation. Hellagur: So you do understand the situation. You do know what you have done. Patriot: Yes. We are, fighting for our lives. Hellagur: Then I have no further questions. Reunion Soldier: Reporting in! Patriot: Subcity Sector 3, damage report? Reunion Soldier: Yes, sir! Patriot: Spare me the details. Save the civilians. It is dangerous. Protect yourselves. Don't be heroes. Patriot: Bring a caster. Use drones to scout. That's what they're for. Reunion Soldier: Understood! Patriot: Right... Patriot: Where is it, you plan to go? Hellagur: Rhodes Island Vanguard Operator: ...?! Patriot: Ah, I see. Rhodes Island. Patriot: But. Reunion has just. Attacked Rhodes Island. Vanguard Operator: Why you... Vanguard Operator: Amiya and Dobermann, I hope they're okay... Vanguard Operator: What should I do? What can I do right now...? Hellagur: ——If they move into Chernobog at a time like this, everyone would view Rhodes Island as an enemy. Hellagur: Why would they do this? Patriot: Unclear. But, there is nothing I can do, to stop the conflict. Patriot: We just had a warrior. Fighting alone. A Sarkaz mercenary. Patriot: And, the one from, Rhodes Island, was also Sarkaz. Hellagur: The same sort of misery... There is no difference between them and Reunion. Patriot: The masses. Fooled by the Ursus. But to us, we are compatriots. Vanguard Operator: Huh? A Sarkaz... from Rhodes Island? Patriot: But a mercenary. Fights for fighting's sake. Rhodes Island's warrior. Has a reason to fight. Patriot: He lost. But he shot dead, many elite troops. The new mercenary captain, was at a loss. Patriot: And, the enemy. He led away from the ruins. Vanguard Operator: ?! Patriot: He wanted to hide something. He did. Patriot: In the ashes. Was this thing. Please, return it to them. Patriot: A true warrior... with no name. Hellagur: I will. Vanguard Operator: A Sarkaz... Don't tell me that was Scout protecting me...? Hellagur: A true warrior... Hellagur: Yes. You have said as much before. Patriot: Go on. Hellagur: Thirty some years ago, you wanted to have a test of sorts with me. Patriot: Now? No longer. Patriot: My armor. You could not pierce it. It would be unfair. Hellagur: This armor is well past its prime. A far cry from the days when the Army performed regular maintenance on it. Patriot: My armor, is Ursus. I am a, traitor to the Empire. It will deteriorate. More and more. Hellagur: And that is why you bear the name you do. When the Empire has done wrong, you stand up to her. Patriot: I cannot say, General. I did not choose, this name. Hellagur: 'Patriot,' is war with Ursus the correct course of action? Patriot: Naturally. Our war, is righteous. If not, the countless sacrifices. Were in vain. Patriot: General. We both know, the true solution. Hellagur: —— Patriot: But they must not, die in vain. Their deaths. Must have meaning. Hellagur: But you have already risen up, against Ursus. Patriot: What I oppose. Is the Empire. Not the land. Not the people. Not Ursus itself. Patriot: If the Minister of Medicine. Did this. He is our enemy. Patriot: If a conspiracy, of the legislature. We overthrow the legislature. Patriot: If the Army, fabricated resistance. We destroy the army. Patriot: Talulah's goals are broad. Far-reaching. Mine are localized. And specific. Patriot: The past wars of Ursus, were just. Now, the war of the Infected, is just. Patriot: I fight for justice. Justice, forever belongs to Ursus. Reunion Soldier: Reporting in! We have arrested some Reunion operatives who engaged in undisciplined behavior during the uprising. Here are their names! Reunion Soldier: There were no operatives from Teams 2, 3, or 6 among the primary instigators. Patriot: These are but a small part. Reunion Soldier: Well, I'm afraid... this was a difficult investigation. Reunion Soldier: Many of our comrades despise the Chernobogians. They're hesitant to inform on each other... Patriot: This undisciplined behavior. They laid hands on civilians? Reunion Soldier: ...... Reunion Soldier: Didn't they deserve it, after how cruel and uncaring they were?! Reunion Soldier: Were it not for them, how many more Infected would have made it? Please, Commander...! Patriot: They laid hands on civilians? Reunion Soldier: ...... Patriot: Listen. Patriot: Hang them. The instigators. Have my men, do it. Patriot: Tell them. Mephisto. Crownslayer. Reunion Soldier: ......Yes, sir. Patriot: ...The rest, demerits. Reunion Soldier: D- demerits, sir? Patriot: One more infraction, death. All of this, inform the leadership. Reunion Soldier: Right! Yes, sir! Patriot: Hate. Has grown too deep. Patriot: If we don't fight. Hate overwhelms. It will blind Ursus. Hellagur: I never imagined Reunion was so disorganized... And when you always had such high expectations for discipline. Higher than most Ursus. Patriot: Most of them, are not soldiers. They have no training. They must be taught. In discipline, we have strength. Hellagur: As your conflict continues to intensify, neither side will be able to sue for peace. Perhaps you are right. This is the awakening Ursus needs. Patriot: General, you could. Help us. Hellagur: I am afraid not, 'Patriot.' I will never again step into a war. Patriot: ...Indeed. This is, a war. Patriot: You do not, wish to fight. This, I know. Hellagur: Ursus no longer has anything for me. Time has run its course. Hellagur: I no longer feel for the country what I once did. Forgive me. The man who stands before you is nothing but a spineless coward. Patriot: No! No. You are not. Patriot: Would that, my son, had lived. I would not, have walked this path. I understand you. Hellagur: He... what? Hellagur: ...He was a great man. I am sorry. Patriot: Why apologize, General? You did nothing. I am damned. Patriot: Oh, yes. The knife in your hand. Yes. You adopted, the daughter, of the enemy commander. Patriot: My daughter, is older. When, next we meet. I will bring her. Hellagur: Hah. I hope they get along. Reunion Soldier A: We have wounded! Get their blood types! Don't mix up the Infected and Uninfected! Quickly! Reunion Soldier B: You can give Uninfected blood to the Infected! Reunion Soldier A: Who's the next of kin? Reunion Soldier A: Forget it, just get to safety! Britt... move it! Patriot: Talulah's attack, on Rhodes Island. This misunderstanding. Will be hard to, clear up. Patriot: I do not wish, to fight you. If this cannot, be solved. Hellagur: This may go beyond what we can solve ourselves. Patriot: ...General. Patriot: It saddens me. That we cannot, once again, fight side by side. Hellagur: ...Listen to me, 'Patriot...' Hellagur: I alone have never been able to decide the fate of Ursus. Hellagur: Countless generals before me have sought to become masters of the Empire's destiny, and to a man they all died miserable failures. Hellagur: Just as the many emperors have escaped the wrath of history. Hellagur: The Empire has weathered its crises and enjoyed its golden ages. The sorcerors can divine the Empire's future, the ministers can plan the outcomes of campaigns, courtiers can study the shifting Catastrophes... Hellagur: I have never participated in any political machinations. Not in the legislature, not in the army. Never. Hellagur: They always embarrassed me with their confidence. Everyone who thought his victory certain saw his dreams shattered. Everyone who thought his survival assured is now dead. ???: Mama, what are we going to eat tonight? ???: Potatoes again? I, I don't wanna eat boiled potatoes again! ???: Huh? You have to go fight? Mama, you don't have to fight. ???: Uncle, does Mama have to go with you again? I want her to stay! I don't want Mama to go! ???: Uncle, please make Mama stay. When Daddy went with you, he never came back... ???: I don't wanna be alone again, Uncle... Hellagur: Win or lose, a war is a war. Hellagur: And where we go, ruin follows. Only ruin. Hellagur: We are but pawns on the chessboard of war. And who cares for the pawns? Who cares to even know their names? Patriot: You, are correct. I, am correct. War, doesn't care, who is correct. Patriot: Yet you persist. I persist. Hellagur: For what? 'Patriot' of Reunion, I ask you: Hellagur: No matter what meaning your war may hold... Hellagur: After however many years this Ursus campaign takes, when you have filled mass graves in a dozen cities, will their lives have meant anything? Will anyone remember their names? Patriot: Names? Mean nothing. Warriors don't think, of these things. Hellagur: You call them warriors... Hellagur: Sometimes, these nameless people cannot articulate their reasons for joining in battle. Hellagur: Now, they have no chance to do so. Hellagur: I have grown tired of such things. I now wish only to protect those around me. At least this small thing is within my power. Hellagur: To Ursus, to the Infected, Hellagur: This is all I can say. Patriot: I can't blame you, General. You don't need, to face death again. Patriot: Oripathy, will kill me, sooner or later. I am a warrior. I want my death, to have meaning. Hellagur: I am glad you have a reason to keep fighting. I truly hope you will find happiness. Patriot: ...Hm. General. Listen. Hellagur: I'm here. Patriot: You don't fear death. If you did, you would be, at Rhodes Island. Patriot: You stay. You listen. You don't fear Catastrophe. Patriot: You want to know. Reunion's goal. Hellagur: In fact, I want to know what you plan for the Infected of Ursus. Patriot: Then. I will, tell you. Patriot: You are tired, of fighting. I fight, for you. Patriot: The rights, of the Infected. You and your children. I fight to free you, all. Patriot: You are tired, of fighting. Good. Wallow in disgust. To end war, is also good. Patriot: My days, are numbered. I will fight, to the end. Hellagur: ...... Hellagur: You truly are an Ursus. Hellagur: And this truly is a tragic war. Hellagur: It may come to pass that I never again set foot on Ursus soil. Hellagur: Listen well, Buldrokkas'tee. Hellagur: You shall not be my enemy. Ever. Patriot: ———— Patriot: I do regret. That I never, served under you. Patriot: General, you shall not, be my enemy. Either. Patriot: —— Patriot: It's late, General. My men will, get you out, of the city. Easily. Hellagur: I would not want to cause problems for you with your leadership. Patriot: You won't. General. Patriot: She does not care. Hellagur: Splendid. Then I accept. Patriot: —— Patriot: General! Hellagur: Hm? Patriot: ...... Patriot: I hope... I pray... Patriot: That you find yourself. A true home, for yourself. Vanguard Operator: ...... Vanguard Operator: Scout... why did you do this for me? Vanguard Operator: I'm garbage! Why did you think I'm worth saving...?! Vanguard Operator: What am I even doing? I just got a bunch of great intel off Reunion, but who am I supposed to give it to? Vanguard Operator: Maybe we got them all wrong? I guess if we could clear up this misunderstanding, maybe we wouldn't have to... Vanguard Operator: Oh right... this paper. Were there any orders written on it? Vanguard Operator: I can do it, Scout... anything you tell me to do... Vanguard Operator: I won't let the boss down...! Scout: I have a humble request, if I might be so bold. As recompense, I took the liberty of treating your wounds. You are, for the time being, out of mortal danger. Scout: So I ask that you entertain my frivolous trifles. Scout: My objective for this operation is to rescue the Doctor. Amiya is quite insistent on this matter. She cannot be persuaded otherwise. Scout: Ace and Amiya are of one mind. They firmly believe that only by rescuing the Doctor can Rhodes Island break this deadlock. Scout: Assuming the good Doctor retains the same mental faculties as before, Rhodes Island might well be looking at a golden age. Scout: But weak as I am, I am uncertain... Scout: I am not certain I have the fortitude to undertake such a golden age. Vanguard Operator: What...? What does that mean? Scout: Over the past three years, I have suffered many losses, and bid farewell to those like unto my own flesh and blood. Scout: I always believed that as long as one of us lived on, we could someday be reunited. In this spirit I have served Rhodes Island. Scout: But having lost so much, now I see that even a perpetual pessimist like Misery seeks to bring back the Doctor. Scout: He believes with every fiber of his being that we are destined for a future of endless victories, that we shall put death and loss behind us. Scout: I do not share this belief. Scout: It is not that I doubt the Doctor's skill. The Doctor can indeed tip the scales. Without the Doctor, Kazdel would be dust in the wind. Scout: In fact, it was the Doctor who taught me what it means to fight. Scout: And yet... With the Doctor commanding us... looking into the Doctor's eyes, one sees only victory. Scout: Nothing but victory. I see nothing, save victory. Scout: Nothing else in those eyes. Scout: And so I am left thinking: the truth that Kal'tsit is so unwilling to reveal, does it have to do with the Doctor? Scout: In these three years, why must we draw more and more crosses onto the photos of our friends? Why do these sacrifices grow more and more frequent? Why do we fight without understanding the fundamental goals of our organization? Scout: I dare not speculate. I cannot speculate. Scout: If the Doctor must be forged in the crucible of war, then we force this professor to transform from an educator and a researcher into a war machine... Scout: And as such, it would be a truly grave mistake for us to ask Dr. {@nickname} to march into battle. Scout: The Doctor should not command even one more battle. For Rhodes Island's sake, and for the Doctor's own sake. Scout: ...Forgive my naiveté. Scout: I recognize that my ideas are rather juvenile... and have therefore thus far been unwilling to disclose them. Scout: I can only imagine how the others would laugh at me. I do not like being laughed at. And I had planned to carry these thoughts with me to my grave. Scout: But then it came down to this. And I found the hope that someone might join me in taking up this idea... Scout: I want the Doctor to begin anew. Scout: If the Doctor could live without any connection to Rhodes Island, if the Doctor could stand again, having no memory of these preceding events... Scout: If the Doctor could avoid walking once more the path of war, then all would be well. Scout: I bear only this unrealistic hope Vanguard Operator: ...... Scout: Forgive my verbosity. If you have no interest, then simply forget these words altogether. Scout: Right. There are three things you may not forget. Scout: First: Say to Dr. {@nickname} the following, Scout: 'I will never forget fighting side by side with you, Doctor.' Scout: Second: my squad. Scout: —— Scout: Slink, Pter, Scorpion, Leafa, Milim, Tipsy, Slanna, Mimi, Mary, Thumbtack, Mudflower, and Macron. Scout: My squad, twelve of them. Scout: They broke through the enemy lines and held off their reinforcements. Were it not for them, I would never have been able to neutralize their mercenary commander. Scout: However, we lost all twelve of these exemplary operators in the course of their duties. Scout: I beg you, bear witness to their actions. Scout: Should one ask, you must tell them for me: Scout: While no one will remember the names of my squadmates, they must remember that they died with honor. They did not shrink in the face of death. Scout: Of course, I know many have given their lives in service of the project that is Rhodes Island. No one's death is unique. Scout: We do not fight for any one individual life. To do so would dishonor their deaths. Scout: Tell the one who asks: they gave their lives for what they believed in. Scout: Finally: Scout: You must go on living for yourself. My Rhodes Island brother whose name I do not know, I have said so much to you, not that you should go off and die. Scout: Life is precious. You must live to pursue that bright future. Scout: That is all, my brother. Scout: Treasure your life. Vanguard Operator: Why... Vanguard Operator: The Doctor... Rhodes Island... Patriot: Warrior! Vanguard Operator:! Patriot: You can hear, my voice. Patriot: You have a chance, to escape. Wait, until nightfall. Patriot: Head south. Avoid the light. You have one chance. Tonight. Patriot: ——or—— Patriot: There are many, in Chernobog, who need help. You can, see them. Patriot: The choice. Is yours. Vanguard Operator: ...... Vanguard Operator: Boss, Scout, our brothers... Vanguard Operator: I'll do it.
11:37 P.M. \ Cloudy Lungmen, Sunset Boulevard, a certain bar, the last unwiped table near the back Capone: Jack of Spades. Straight flush. I win again, Gambino. Gambino: You win again. But you deal slower than I do with my toes. Capone: You backin' out again? Gambino: Shut up. Capone: Shut up? Wish you knew how to shut up last night. Coulda saved us a lotta trouble. Gambino: You been in Lungmen a long time, Capone. Maybe you need a reminder in how you talk to me, the boss. Capone: Sit down, you moron. It's thanks to that temper of yours that business in Siracusa's so lousy. Gambino: You been here seven or eight years, and what've you done besides learn some Lungmen swearings? You stood here and watched our channels dry up? Capone: I'm the one who got us a supporter last night. Try as you did to cock it up. Capone: And besides, here in Lungmen, you and me are equals, 'boss.' Gambino: The way this Rat King runs the show here, ain't it just the old worn out Siracusan tricks? Capone: If only you could play a good Siracusan hand worth a damn. Gambino: Too bad you're the worst card in it. Capone: We got a role to play in Lungmen. Think about it: we got a tired, broken down city with a rich underworld. It could be a new home for the Family. Gambino: Only Siracusa can truly respect us, Capone. Don't forget the shame of being driven out of our home with our tails between our legs. Capone: You can't eat honor. Gambino: Hmph. Capone: Wei Yenwu set some rules for this city. As long as we don't break 'em, we can run our rackets here just like before. Lungmen needs a little 'legitimate business.' Gambino: ...I ain't seen you in years and I'm already gettin' sick of you. Capone: Same same, boss. Gambino: You...! ???: Can you not have your noisy lovers' quarrel in here? This lousy champagne's doin' enough to piss me off. Grab a bottle and take it outside, aight? Gambino: Get outta here. This don't concern you. ???: Watch your tone. I'm the boss in here. ???: We got a one-stop funeral service, if you're interested. 20% off if you both die together. Capone: Hey... ain't this guy...? Gambino: ...This is what we get since we left Siracusa. Nobody knows you're Sicilian. ???: Who gives a shit who you are? Gambino: Yo, Capone, do me a favor and torch this tacky joint. Call it 'urban beautification.' Wei Yenwu'll thank us for tearin' down a tastelessly decorated rathole. Capone: Quiet! Don't provoke him! ???: Oh? Emperor: Who you callin' 'tasteless?'
Act One Spring Use your spear to strike your shield. Use your shield to block your spear. Use your spear to strike your shield. Use your shield to block... to block... To block... ...... ............ ...oh my. This could go on forever, couldn't it? What can we do? I have to think of something... Use your spear to strike your shield... Use your shield to block your spear... It needs an 'and then' in there. And then, and then... Ah, got it! And then there is a massive explosion. That would do the trick, wouldn't it? 11:15 P.M. \ Clear Lunar New Year's Eve, Lungmen, Forward Command Post 'District 14 reporting, all clear.' 'District 5 reporting, situation normal.' 'District 1 reporting, nothing out of the ordinary.' 'Green across the board. Good work, everyone. Stay on your toes.' 'Roger.' 'Understood.' Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Yaaawn... Serious L.G.D. Officer: You're on the night shift now. How's it going? Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Well, the migration is going according to plan. Movement speed normal. No anomalies. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: This is the only Originium reaction we need to check out. Take a look. Serious L.G.D. Officer: ...'Suspected Originium explosive device activation'? What is it? Somebody shooting off fireworks in the park? Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Keep reading. There's a location. Serious L.G.D. Officer: Tung Fong Street, Number 122. It's a warehouse. Currently leased by Penguin... Oh, of course. Serious L.G.D. Officer: I can only hope we're in for another calm and peaceful year. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: You said it. Let's just put in our hours and get home for chow. Serious L.G.D. Officer: That doesn't mean we get to relax. Chief Wei told us to stay frosty. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: You know, I've lived in Lungmen my whole life, and every year people freak out... Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: I've never seen the 'Nian' before. What is it? Serious L.G.D. Officer: I've never seen it either. And you asked me the same thing last year. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: The greenhorns are already convinced it's just an urban legend. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: If there was some kind of fire-breathing giant, we'd spot it before it got within thirty klicks of Lungmen and the defensive cannons would solve that problem pretty quick. Serious L.G.D. Officer: Must be some great big beast, highly territorial, but unlikely to ever attack a city. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: That's what they say. But everybody's still on alert. I mean, it's on Chief Wei's own orders. Serious L.G.D. Officer: Yeah, yeah. Save it. I've already written you clowns up for slurping down instant noodles in the control room. Not that I blame you. That's your New Year's banquet. Still waiting for your red envelopes full of money? Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: ...... Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Then Chief Wei's met the Nian? Serious L.G.D. Officer: You respect the chain of command, don't you? Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Of course! It's because of Chief Wei that I joined the force to begin with! Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: It's just... to get all hands on deck, watching out for some giant nobody's seen for decades? Serious L.G.D. Officer: Chief Wei's very thorough. She covers all her bases. You know this. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: That's what they say... ???: S- sorry I'm late! I brought Originium test results! ???: Um? Where's... err... Chief Wei? Serious L.G.D. Officer: Well... Not here. ???: Wh- wha? But Superintendent Ch'en told me to check the control center... Serious L.G.D. Officer: We're on the roof... Serious L.G.D. Officer: Head down the stairs and make a left. That great big room with all the blinking lights? That's your control center. ???: Aaagh, I just ran up from there. Don't tell me I went the wrong way... ???: Sorry to bother you! I'll get out of your hair right away! Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: What was that all about? Who was she? Serious L.G.D. Officer: Must be new. Looked like a techie. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Did you see how wired up she was? It's definitely her first New Year. Takes me back to my first time... ???: Phew, whew, sorry. Can you point me to the control center...? Ch'en: ...Snowsant? What are you doing back here? Snowsant: Wha? Superintendent Ch'en, you beat me here? Ch'en: I think you got a little mixed up. Ch'en, Senior Superintendent of the L.G.D. The youngest Senior Superintendent in Lungmen history, and Snowsant's superior. Snowsant: S- s- s- s- s- sorry! I got lost! Snowsant: Ummmmmmm... do you think maybe I'll need to be r-r-r-reprimanded for not delivering this extremely important report on time...? Ch'en: No, I don't think there's any need for that. You're new and I also bear some responsibility for not telling you the way. Ch'en: Come with me. Snowsant: Sure... err... Yes, ma'am! Snowsant: It's already midnight, and there's still so many people around... Ch'en: It's like this every year. Just a precaution. Snowsant: ...a precaution? Oh, are you talking about the legendary Nian? Ch'en: Were you in Columbia so long you never saw the L.G.D. face down the Lunar New Year? Snowsant: My grandma told me stories about the 'Nian' when I was little... But they were so scary I never thought they could be true... Snowsant: Four-legged beasts, covered in flames from head to toe, awakened from their subterranean slumber by humans building their cities, they... No! No way they could be real! Ch'en: Stories, huh? Ch'en: Lots of people think they're just stories. Whatever helps them sleep at night. Ch'en: Too bad all the damage to our city throughout history isn't just stories. The names carved on the headstones aren't just stories. Ch'en: It's been quiet for many years. But we have to stay alert. Ch'en: You've lived in Lungmen before, but you haven't been back for long. Now you need to brush up on everything you've missed. Snowsant: S-s-s-sorry! Everyone's working so hard, I guess I should probably... Sigh. Just calm down... Ch'en: Nobody in this building has ever met the Nian before. Ch'en: We've got a lot of greenhorns who don't believe. Some of them even question the L.G.D.'s mission. It happens. I'm used to it. Snowsant: Wow... Poor L.G.D.... Ch'en: Go report to Chief Wei and then get some rest. I want another report first thing in the morning. Snowsant: Ummmmmmm... Erm! Superintendent Ch'en! Could you tell me, um, what Chief Wei is like? Snowsant: When you told me I would meet her today... I um... Ch'en: Before I answer you, I need you to gather up some confidence. Ch'en: It was Chief Wei herself who personally sent the request for you to return from Columbia. You need to believe in yourself, and believe you can handle your mission. Ch'en: What I'm trying to say is: puff out that chest, girl! Snowsant: S- sorry... Sigh. That means you need to stop apologizing all the time. Ch'en: Just like you're talking with me, you take all the information you've got, and calmly and coolly explain it to Chief Wei, in a nice, steady pace. Ch'en: Don't overthink this. Snowsant: Okay, I can do it, erm... Ch'en: Chief Wei. Wei Fumizuki: You've worked hard. Both of you. Fumizuki, Chief Executive of Lungmen, Woman of Mystery. ...As yet unconfirmed rumors say that she has a dedicated husband managing internal affairs. Wei Fumizuki: Now, not to denigrate your efforts, but it seems this report is a bit later than anticipated. Snowsant: Oh, that would be because—— Ch'en: Sorry. We took some extra time to straighten out the report. Ch'en: And there were some individuals consuming cup noodles in Sector 22's control center. I had to reprimand them. Ch'en: It was poor time management on my part. I take full responsibility, Chief Wei. Wei Fumizuki: ...Yes, I understand. Wei Fumizuki: Why don't you introduce this lovely young lady first? Ch'en: This is our senior engineer in charge of maintaining our outer perimeter installations. Codename Snowsant. I think you know her. Snowsant: Th-th-th-th-th-this is our first time meeting! P-p-p-p-please call me Snowsant! Snowsant, newly hired intern and head of Lungmen's Frontier Defense Engineering Department. She holds the record for fastest promotion in history. And yet she has zero confidence in herself! Snowsant: Um, but, I guess Superintendent Ch'en already introduced me... Wei Fumizuki: This is not actually our first meeting, little Snowsant. Wei Fumizuki: And yet I see a whole new woman before me. Your time in Columbia has done much for you. Snowsant: You... you remember me? Wei Fumizuki: How could I forget? Your talent and character are known far and wide. Wei Fumizuki: Not to mention your impressive record before you even left Lungmen. Snowsant: Chief Wei has known about me for so long...? I... did I do something wrong? Wei Fumizuki: I make a point to know of our promising young people, that's all. Snowsant: I-I-I-I-I'm honored! But I never thought anyone would notice me, on account of I'm not so good with words... Wei Fumizuki: Unfortunately, I have no time for whitewashed plagiarism and self-serving rhetoric. L.G.D. Officer: Sorry to interrupt, Chief Wei. We've received a docking request from a vessel belonging to one of our strategic partners. Wei Fumizuki: ——Understood. Wei Fumizuki: Snowsant, I will be brief. The L.G.D. is welcoming some guests shortly. Wei Fumizuki: This evening will be Lungmen's finest hour. Snowsant: Ah, yes! Snowsant: Wow, it's gotten so late... Ch'en: We could have been earlier. Snowsant: Ummm... Sorry. I'll look over the handbooks some more when I get home. Ch'en: Good thinking. Snowsant: Don't worry! When you see me tomorrow, Superintendent Ch'en, I'll be able to draw a map of every level from memory! Ch'en: ...Let's not get carried away. Ch'en: The point is, from now on you'll be reporting directly to Chief Wei. Don't get psyched out. Snowsant: R- right! Snowsant: But, um... Are you not going home, Superintendent Ch'en? Ch'en: I have other things to do. We're short handed, and I know a certain crowd that needs a direct approach. Ch'en: Not to mention... It hasn't been announced to the public yet, but the L.G.D. has some... leads. Snowsant: Poor Superintendent Ch'en... Ch'en: Never mind. I'm used to it. Ch'en: It's your first New Year since you're back in Lungmen. Enjoy it. Snowsant: Right! Thanks! Lungmen Park Madame Oni: Cheers. Crowd: Cheers! Gangster: To you, Madame Oni, and another great year with you! Gangster: It's all thanks to Madame Oni that the gang did so well this past year! Gangster: Madame Oni! When are we going to Temple Street? Madame Oni: ...Hey, no rush. We got lots of time—— Madame Oni: But I'm still waiting on a guest. I know she's coming. I had a nasty vision. My eyelid twitched all morning. Gangster: Huh? A guest? Who is it? Ch'en: ....Me. Gangster: You! When did you get here?! Ch'en: Obstruction of justice, destruction of public property, trespassing, disturbing the peace, assault. You made a lot of noise last year, 'Madame Oni.' Madame Oni: They asked for it. Ch'en: If you say so. Madame Oni: You're a busy woman, Ch'en Sir. That must be why you're getting all mixed up and only just now remembering things from last year. Here, let's raise a glass to Ch'en Sir. Ch'en: Save it. Let's skip the games. I know what you're about to do. Ch'en: But you're not going anywhere now. Madame Oni: ...... Madame Oni: That doesn't make much sense, Ch'en Sir? Madame Oni: We owned up to last year because we did wrong. But this time, we haven't done anything. You're still gonna lock us down? Ch'en: Don't play dumb. Do I have to remind you what came of your strange little rituals last year? Ch'en: The L.G.D. doesn't have the manpower to play around with you, so I'm nipping this in the bud. Madame Oni: You think I'm playing around? Ch'en: ...... Deep sigh. All right, for old time's sake, Ch'en Sir. Madame Oni: You guys have been battening down the hatches on this year's Nian prep so hard, I was thinking Ursus already fired a shot across our bow. Madame Oni: So we'll be good little boys and girls this time around. As long as you play by our rules. Ch'en: ...Fine. Ch'en: I knew it would go down like this anyway. Madame Oni: With one condition... If I win, you have to tell me what's got the L.G.D. on edge. Madame Oni: 'This year's special circumstances...' You know what I mean, Ch'en Sir? Ch'en: Why would you want to know? Madame Oni: There's always someone who wants to know. Ch'en: All right. Fine. I'll play along. Madame Oni: That's what I like to hear! Come on, let's get to drinking! Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: They're so rowdy over there. Retiree: They're like this every year. Don't mind them. The rowdy types have rowdy rituals. Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: Back when we were on the force, we wouldn't let them get away with stuff like this. Retiree: Of course not. We even beat back the Nian. Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: Do you mean the time with the subsonic Originium slug? Retiree: I mean the time with the underground legion. Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: You weren't a cop yet then. I was. Retiree: Is that right? I can't remember. Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: Hey... did you just touch the board? Retiree: Certainly not. Have you ever known me to take back a move? Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: No, you never take back moves. You just wait until I'm not looking to swap around some pieces. Retiree: Why I never! And I resent the accusation! Ahahaha—— Rich Girl: Humm~♪ Hummm~♪ Honor Student: You're in a good mood. Rich Girl: It's New Year's! Why wouldn't I be? Honor Student: I guess that's true... Honor Student: But there's gotta be more to it? Rich Girl: Aren't you happy you passed the L.G.D. exam? Rich Girl: I thought you wanted to join up just because of your dad, but it turns out you're really into it? Honor Student: There's that. It's always better to chase your own dreams than be at the mercy of others. Rich Girl: So unlike you... Honor Student: This is the way. Honor Student: But you're really so cheerful just for my sake? Sigh... do you have to say it like that...? Honor Student: Heh. Thanks. Rich Girl: Cards on the table. That's the way to go. Honor Student: And here I thought you made a quick buck playing the forex market on Victoria's slide. I had you all wrong. Rich Girl: Hey. Honor Student: Or did your investments in Rim Billiton pay off? It was a mining thing... I think I remember the transfer process wasn't exactly above board. Rich Girl: Y- you know a lot about this... Honor Student: But of course. We're friends, aren't we? Be-a-trix? Rich Girl: I'm serious! You better not have been digging up dirt on me! Honor Student: Why I never. Honor Student: But maybe the L.G.D. would jump at the chance to get their hands on you. And wouldn't that be a great service? Rich Girl: Nooo way. Rich Girl: Anyway. There is one other bit of good news I won't keep from you. Honor Student: Oh yeah. You're happy that we're out here having a nice stroll, that there's a party, and that all she can do is stare at L.G.D. data and maybe slip out on patrol for some fresh air. Rich Girl: You know all that too?! Honor Student: Woman's intuition. How else do you think I passed that exam without studying? Rich Girl: Wha, no way! You didn't like bribe the L.G.D. or pull some other shady move...? Honor Student: Ooh? Rich Girl: Wow, a firecracker! Now that's the sound of New Year's. Rich Girl: Huh? What's with you? Why'd you... Oh. Honor Student: ...What? Rich Girl: Are you still afraid of firecrackers at your age? Honor Student: No. It just makes me uncomfortable that someone would use an uncontrollable explosive like that for such a frivolous purpose. Rich Girl: Explosive? A firecracker? Honor Student: Yes. Firecrackers are an Originium explosive device, are they not? Rich Girl: Isn't that kind of blowing things out of proportion? Honor Student: ——Nonsense. Rich Girl: ...Are you sure? Honor Student: Yes. Rich Girl: Well, I'd like to relive my childhood for a bit, so why don't we go buy a couple bundles to play with—— Honor Student: Oh yes, I just remembered, there's a report on the investigation into you sitting in a certain drawer... Rich Girl: ...W- we'd better get along to that party. Attention all units: a vessel is mooring. Attention all units: a vessel is mooring. Amiya: Doctor, we've arrived. Option_1: This is Lungmen? Option_2: It's completely different now. Option_3: ...... Amiya: Is this your first time seeing Lungmen at New Year's? Amiya: It's easy to get distracted by the festive atmosphere. But don't forget we have a job to do. Option_1: To 'ring in the New Year,' right? Option_2: What's this 'Nian' anyway? Option_3: ...... Amiya: The 'Nian' is a legend... or so they say. Amiya: But the records show that it is a real, if anomalous phenomenon. Amiya: Around the turn of each year, Lungmen, actually all of Yan, and even the parts of Ursus that wander nearby, get attacked. Option_1: Attacked? Option_2: Anomalous phenomenon? Option_3: It's really hot out. Amiya: The documented records of damage to each city don't match up very well, and the earlier legends are pretty murky. Amiya: Some speak of giant, man-eating monsters. Some tell of a strange army. And still others speak of a group of mysterious casters. Amiya: There's even a conspiracy theory floating around that some organized crime syndicate or other shadowy group fabricated the whole 'Nian' thing to cover up their activities... Amiya: ...Speaking of, weren't you listening in the meeting, Doctor? Option_1: ...... Option_2: ...... Option_3: ......Sorry. L.G.D. Officer: Welcome to Lungmen, Rhodes Island. L.G.D. Officer: Chief Wei is waiting at the L.G.D. Please come with me. Amiya: The point is, we'll go see Chief Wei first. She'll explain the important details. Amiya: Say... Doctor, have you seen Lava? Madame Oni: H- how many bottles is this? Gangster: Madame Oni, let's not.. Madame Oni: The number! Gangster: Seventeen! Madame Oni: Ugh... Since when... can you drink like this? Ch'en: The L.G.D. has the occasional... get-together. Madame Oni: What ngaang gaau 'get-togethers' are you talking about... bullshit... ugh... Madame Oni: Gah, it's so hot! Hey, get some ice water, or beer or whatever! Gangster: I think you've had enough, Madame Oni... Ch'en: Take care of her, and don't go anywhere. Sigh, come on, Madame, have some water. GULP GULP Ahh! Madame Oni: Hey, Ch'en... Next time you wanna pay a visit... hiccup You don't have to come up with some... crazy excuse, you know? Ch'en: We live in different worlds. Ch'en: Now, since you admit defeat, I'll... nnng... Gangster: Um...? Ch'en Sir, you're looking a little wobbly there. Ch'en: I'm fine. Ch'en: ...You guys better get ready. If Chief Wei is right, then all of Lumgen is gonna hafta bland tofether... Gangster: Ch'en Sir, are you really okay? Deep breath Pfft—— Ch'en: When she wakes up, you tell her, the L.G.D. got a lead on the 'Nian.' Gangster: A lead? Like a giant footprint or something? Ch'en: Crazy huge craters, melted buildings, massive scorch marks. Gangster: Woah... I heard the Nian was actually a huge Originium slug thousands of miles long... is that true? Ch'en: Who knows? Ch'en: Our scouts couldn't find anything that looked like casting, but those marks definitely weren't there long. Ch'en: Point is, if there's really something out there... Ch'en: You guys gotta pitch in. Gangster: Why do we gotta help out the fuzz? Ch'en: Because you can fight. Gangster: ...Hey now, I like the sound of that. Ch'en Sir ain't all bad! Rich Girl: Don't you think it's really hot out today? Honor Student: Early spring. Rich Girl: It's midnight. This is an early spring? Rich Girl: Whatever. Did that Lung get back to you yet? Honor Student: Not yet. This isn't really what the L.G.D. messaging system is for. Rich Girl: Standard duty is off today, right? And it's my private channel anyway. Rich Girl: Heh heh. She's probably so pissed off she's moping around the alleyways cursing herself. Retiree: ...Wei, is that a fire? Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: What are you on about? Retiree: It's just, why is it heating up even after the sun's gone down? Retiree: To tell the truth, I have a bad feeling about this. Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: It must be hard being apart from your beloved daughter. A man of your age, you've spoiled her rotten. Retiree: Like you would know. Mr. Wei, Ordinary Citizen: Give it up. Don't change the subject. You think I'm going to let you cheat again? Retiree: ...Hrm. Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Shift's up. Serious L.G.D. Officer: Is your report ready? Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: It's been ready. If you get here first tomorrow, do me a favor and get me a coffee. Serious L.G.D. Officer: Honestly... Frivolous L.G.D. Officer: Oh, this is for you, to pass the time. Serious L.G.D. Officer: What is it? Serious L.G.D. Officer: ...'Tales of the Nian: A Compilation of Catastrophes from Several Countries'? Serious L.G.D. Officer: Nah, what's the point. The Nian is some kind of mythological construct. How do people still believe in monsters and stuff? ???: What the hell is wrong with people these days? It's only been a few years and everything's totally different. ???: Aaahh, let's see here. Guh, I can't make sense of any of this new crap. ???: ——Re... u... nion? ???: Hmm... Hmm...? ???: Come on? This is all we got? ???: Then I'll just have to use my imagination... Or not. What if they can't handle it... ???: Anyway, I'll figure it out. Snowsant: Nnng... Mmf... Snowsant: That should be good? Let's start it up and see... Laboratory Climate Control System: ——Electrical hum—— Laboratory Climate Control System: System activated. Laboratory Climate Control System: Experiment log activated. Voice print recognized. Operator: Snowsant. Laboratory Climate Control System: Current room temperature: 14℃. Analysis: room temperature abnormal. Snowsant: It worked...! Whew, using all that electricity paid off... Wait, abnormal? Snowsant: Hm... There was a calibration log around here somewhere... where was that? Laboratory Climate Control System: Number of calibration logs: 1. Snowsant: This one? Laboratory Climate Control System: Room temperature analysis: significantly higher than regional average temperatures for this date. Presumed to be due to experimentation. No heat source found. No Originium reaction found. Added to log. Snowsant: Hmm... The Originium detection function was a later addition. And it seems pretty sensitive... Snowsant: Let's extend the range a bit. Laboratory Climate Control System: Range extension failed. Cause: large amount of unresponsive objects in range. Presumed system failure. Troubleshooting in progress. Snowsant: Let's see... The Originium reaction detector function uses feedback ripples from Originium reactions, so if an object isn't responding, that means it's undetectable to Originium Arts—— Snowsant: It's insulated from Originium reactions? A material totally resistant to Originium...? Snowsant: ...That's impossible! Snowsant: Ugh... So it's actually malfunctioning... Wahh... the power bill... Wei Fumizuki: And that is the scope of the task. Wei Fumizuki: Rhodes Island has a history of excellence in dealing with such issues, and I look forward to our cooperation. Amiya: Thank you, Chief Wei. Amiya, the leader of Rhodes Island. She may be young, but she is well regarded. Amiya: (Doctor! Have you found Lava yet? Still?) Amiya: Ahem. Chief Wei, um... Amiya: Can we register the operators that will be working in Lungmen without them being physically present? Wei Fumizuki: ...Do you speak of Miss Lava? Option_1: Very astute, Chief Wei. Option_2: Should I be surprised? Option_3: ...... Wei Fumizuki: Miss Lava is an expert in Catastrophes, especially those of the distant past. It is thanks to her that we put our trust in Rhodes Island. Wei Fumizuki: Of course, we understand that Rhodes Island has many outstanding operators. But Miss Lava's familiarity with the Nian—— L.G.D. Officer: Chief Wei! Forgive the interruption! It's an emergency. Wei Fumizuki: Go ahead. L.G.D. Officer: There are unidentified personnel in the city center. L.G.D. Officer: ...They have Reunion icons. ???: These marks... ???: They show they've already entered the city. ???: But it should be only a few of them. And among those, only one matches the records. ???: ...Never mind. ???: No matter who they are, I will put a stop to them. ???: Never again.
04:22 P.M. \ Clear Rhodes Island Landship, Compartment 5, Training Grounds Vanilla: Hoo! Hah! Vanilla: Cleave! Thrust! Swing! Vanilla: Phew... Haah... Vanilla: That... concludes... Pant pant... today's training. Option_1: Know your limits. You're pushing yourself too hard. Option_2: ...... Option_3: Here, have a sports drink. Vanilla: No, phew.... Don't worry! I'm a-okay, Doctor. Vanilla: I know myself. And I'm well within my limits here. Vanilla: Instructor Dobermann and Liskarm helped me work out a training schedule, so you don't have to worry! Pant... pant... Vanilla: Huh? What's the matter, Doctor? Why do you look so worried? Vanilla: Really, I'm fine! It's hard, but I can handle it! Vanilla: Phew... pant... thanks. Vanilla: Haah.... Okay, I'm good. But this drink, ugh, it really tastes terrible. Vanilla: Dobermann made it very clear I'm supposed to drink this after exercise, and so has Franka, but it really tastes awful! Vanilla: The operators training here always work so hard. I have to go all out. I can't hold anyone back. Vanilla: Oh, by the way, Doctor, I'm going on a mission with the other Blacksteel girls in a couple of days and won't be training here for a while. So thanks so much for everything you've done for me here! Vanilla: ...... Option_1: You look like you have something to say. Vanilla: Hah, perceptive as always, Doctor... Am I so easy to read? Vanilla: Well, I'm really glad to go on a Blacksteel mission. It's just... Vanilla: I, uh, I have a few pets, and, uh, I usually take care of them. But when I'm on a mission, I have to ask other people to do it. Vanilla: I usually ask the other Blacksteel girls. Vanilla: Liskarm and Franka help most of the time, but they're always on missions together, and taking R&R together. Vanilla: If one's gone, so is the other. Vanilla: Franka likes to joke around, but she's actually really reliable. Puffball, Tiny, Kuro, and Stout all really love Franka! Vanilla: Sometimes Jessica takes care of them, if I can't find those two. But, um, this one time, Kuro kind of startled her, and I think she was going to cry. Option_1: Can I ask...? Option_1: What exactly are these 'pets'? Vanilla: Huh. Vanilla: Didn't I bring Puffball and the gang around to meet you, Doctor? Vanilla: Puffball, Tiny, and Kuro are all Originium snails. And Stout is a Sargon Desert Metal Crab, and every last one of them is cute as a button! Option_1: ....... Vanilla: Hm? What's wrong, Doctor? Vanilla: Oh no... I know that look in your eyes, Doctor. No! No! No! No! You can't eat them! Not Puffball, not Tiny, not Kuro, not Stout! You can't eat any of them! I know you've been eating all kinds of weird stuff behind Dr. Kal'tsit's back! Vanilla: (I was going to ask you to take care of them. But now? Hmph. No way.) Vanilla: What am I going to do? We're all going out together this time. What's going to happen to my babies? Vanilla: Hmmm.... The other operators are all busy with their own things, so I can't just go up and ask them out of nowhere, can I? Option_1: Couldn't hurt to try? Option_1: Like, try asking the next one who walks by. Vanilla: Huh? Take this seriously! Vanilla: You're joking, right, Doctor?! Vanilla: Who will it be...? Ooh, I hope it's someone reliable... Option_1: Someone's coming. Vanilla:! Vanilla: Their footsteps... are very light! With a steady pace, very steady. It must be a great warrior! Vanilla: Huh? What's that fragrance? Vanilla: I remember this scent, it's... Vanilla: Melantha! Melantha: Ah?! Melantha: Y-yes, it's me. Melantha: Good afternoon, Doctor, Vanilla. Melantha: Erm, so... what can I do for you? Melantha: Sorry, it's kind of unusual for you to ask me for something. I just... Vanilla: Not at all! You're a big help, Melantha! Thank you so much! Melantha: It's nothing. And actually I'm just going to ask Steward. Melantha: But really, I'm glad I could help. Vanilla: Oh. Vanilla: (She's blushing!) Steward: Haha. Melantha is so timid off the battlefield. Steward: Don't worry, I'll take great care of Vanilla's pets. Vanilla: Thank you so much for your trouble! Melantha: Thanks, Steward. Steward: Think nothing of it. I really won't have you standing on ceremony. We're friends. Vanilla: H- how could we be friends? You two have been with Rhodes Island for so long, you're far more senior than me! Melantha: Does company seniority matter so much...? Vanilla: Oh, by the way, is Melantha also going on this mission? Vanilla: None of my superiors mentioned it... Melantha: Yes, I am. Melantha: It was decided kind of suddenly. They only just told me. Melantha: It was Master, err, Franka, who said she wanted to see how my swordsmanship was coming along. The timing was right, so she applied to have me join the team. Vanilla: Oh, Franka? She's been teaching you her sword techniques? Melantha: Yes. Vanilla: Is she actually a good teacher...? Vanilla: I know she's really reliable, but I hope she isn't a bad influence on a good girl like Melantha. Vanilla: Oh no, the more I think about it, the more worried I get! Melantha: Not at all! Franka likes to play around, but she's very serious when it comes to sword fighting. Melantha: It's all thanks to Franka that I've come as far as I have. She's a great influence on me! Melantha: Oh.... Melantha: ...Sorry, I may have gone a bit overboard. Vanilla: You two are actually pretty close. Vanilla: But I'm glad to know that Franka is a good teacher anyway. I won't worry. Vanilla: Franka is a great swordmaster. I've never seen her lose a sparring match to anyone in Blacksteel. Melantha: Master is amazing. I have a lot more to learn. Melantha: Oh, right. Sorry, but it's time for me to go. Melantha: I have an appointment with Ansel for a routine checkup today. Vanilla: Routine checkup? Melantha: Yes. For Oripathy... Vanilla: ...Oh. Steward: What, again? Didn't you just get checked the day before yesterday? Steward: And Medical gave you a new drug after the last checkup, right? Melantha: Yes. It's because they want to keep tabs on my new medication. Melantha: Nothing to worry about. Dr. Warfarin says my infection is under control. Steward: ...I'm glad. Steward: You better get going for now. Vanilla: Thanks again! We could get tea when you're done with your checkup, if you have time? Melantha: Oh, tea...? Erm, yeah! Sounds good! Melantha: It's a date! Melantha: Thank you again for your help, Steward. Steward: ....... Steward: And thank you, Vanilla. Vanilla: Me? Huh? Steward: Nothing. Never mind. Vanilla: Oh? Vanilla: I feel like... Melantha changed a lot. She's in such a good mood now. Steward: You think so too? Melantha is much more confident now than when we first formed the squad. Vanilla: Confident...? Oh, yes, it's confidence. Vanilla: I've always felt that Rhodes Islanders are different from the Infected I've met in the past. I think it's because you all... live. You keep pushing so hard to live your lives, if that makes sense? Vanilla: Sometimes I forget about the whole infection thing altogether. Vanilla: It's really incredible. Steward: Hah. Incredible? No, I don't think so. Steward: Rhodes Island has been forced to get involved in a lot of things, but it's still essentially a pharmaceutical company. It's always been mostly about developing medicine and the treatments for the Infected. Steward: An Infected person who would make the effort to come here for treatment, she's going to be the type who won't give up on life, right? Vanilla: It makes sense when you put it that way. Steward: That's why we have to work with other organizations to make up for what we don't have.... Such is the case, for example, with Blacksteel. Steward: Thanks to professionals like you, Vanilla, our operators are under less pressure. Vanilla: No, I'm not even a professional yet. I'm still in training. It's the senior operators who are professional mercenaries. Vanilla: Liskarm and the others didn't have to take a test to come here, like I did. Steward: A test? Vanilla: Yes. Both practical and written exams. Vanilla: I spent a week in the library preparing for that written test. I didn't even sleep! Steward: ...Hah hah. You're a hard worker. Steward: That's a bit of a surprise though. Blacksteel is more serious about our cooperation agreement than I thought. Vanilla: Why would you say that...? Since the Oripathy Crisis began, a lot of Blacksteel mercenaries got Infected. Vanilla: We're okay, though. And Oripathy isn't that scary to us mercenaries. Our work is dangerous enough already. Steward: You'll die in the end either way. Vanilla: Right. Vanilla: On the other hand, some clients don't want to hire Infected. So we're getting fewer contracts, making less money, and probably causing some headaches for the bosses. Vanilla: I think that's around the time we started cooperating with Rhodes Island? Franka told me about it, but I don't know the details. Steward: I see... Vanilla: And I'm very lucky I got to come here and see so many things and meet so many people I never would've encountered before. Every single day! It's really fulfilling. Vanilla: Not to mention free dessert in the cafeteria once a week! I've probably gained a lot of weight since coming here... Steward: Probably not. As long as you keep your nutrition balanced, it's good to eat a little more. Take care not to overeat, but health is what matters. Vanilla: No, no, no, Steward, you don't understand! Vanilla: It's not about what other people think, it's about how it affects your mood! Steward: O- oh is that right? ???: Damn straight. Vanilla knows what she's talking about. Vanilla: Ah, Blaze...! Oh. Vanilla: Blaze, who is this little girl...? Blaze: This little rascal? She's Dora, one of my adorable little friends. Blaze: And please, try to chill out, Vanilla. I don't want you trying to trade business cards with a child. Dora..: ...Nice to meet you. Vanilla: Uh, hello. Steward: Good afternoon, Miss Dora. Did you take your medicine today? Dora: (nodding) Blaze: She pulled a half an hour of storybook time out of me on account of it tasted too bitter. Blaze: I'm onto you, little rascal. You said it was too bitter last time too, and Dr. Kal'tsit fixed up the taste! Dora: B- but it is bad! You said so yourself! Blaze: I don't take the same stuff as you. No excuses. Dora: Aww. Dora: Um, I need to go... Blaze: Huh? Blaze: Oh, it's time for class? Dora: Yes. The medic lady said she'd teach us how to make paper flowers today! Blaze: Will you make one for me? I'll give you a candy. Dora: Hehehehe, I'll think about it. Dora: Bye-bye, Mister, Miss! Steward: No running in the halls! You'll fall and hurt your—— Steward: Oof... she fell. Blaze: This kid.... Vanilla: Haha, she's got a lot of energy. Blaze: Yeah, she looks quiet, but she's a wrecking ball. Warfarin has to scare her into behaving... Doesn't matter. Anyway. Blaze: I've never seen you two hang out. Aren't you usually with the Blacksteel girls, Vanilla? Did Amiya organize a mixer? Vanilla: Huh? This... we're not... Steward: Blaze, don't joke! Blaze: Did that sound like a joke? Honestly, I think we should have a mixer where we all get together and relax. Steward: I'm sure we'll make time. And anyway, haven't we had a few private functions? I know I've seen Blaze drinking and puking with quite a few contract operators. Blaze: Those don't count! Vanilla: That must be the 'boozy nightmare' Liskarm talks about sometimes... Vanilla: By the way, was that little girl a Rhodes Islander? Steward: Dora? She's here for treatment, so I think she counts? Blaze: Yes. But we're classified differently. Combat personnel are different from logistics personnel, and there's a few others. It's all HR stuff... you know? Steward: You sound unsure... Blaze: It's not my wheelhouse. Blaze: Why are you so fixated on Dora? Vanilla: I don't know. I guess I'm just curious. I saw her when I first got here too... Blaze: Oh? Vanilla: I came to give the Doctor my paperwork and there was this cute Infected girl and her parents waiting outside the door. . Vanilla: The girl, though still small, was very well-behaved. She just held onto her tattered doll. She didn't make a sound Vanilla: It was no big deal. But it made an impression. Blaze: That must have been Dora. That doll was a mess. I told her I'd buy her a new one, but she wouldn't have it. I ended up getting Bibeak to stitch it up for her. Vanilla: So it was her.... Steward: I think I remember she's... Victorian, right? Blaze: I think so. Her medical records say she was involved in a street fight and inhaled a bunch of Originium dust. Blaze: I took a look at it before, when I was helping Hibiscus give her some shots. Steward: The children in that ward come from different backgrounds, but they are all in the same place now. Steward: Cardigan likes to play with them, and Ansel always stays late after medicating them to tell stories and such. They're all very happy kids. Blaze: Dora is especially optimistic. She always says she wants to join my squad when she grows up. Where do you think she gets it from? Steward: To want to join Blaze's team, she must be a little unhinged. Blaze: Hey. Steward: It's a fairly common story around here. Just pick any of the medical compartments at random and you'll find a few people who've been through similar things. Blaze: Yeah, it's nothing new. The world sucks. Vanilla: ....... Vanilla: Is she... very sick? Vanilla: Her family didn't look rich.... I didn't think they'd be able to afford treatment. Honestly, I kind of didn't expect to see her again. Blaze: A normal place, where the bosses have their heads screwed on right, definitely wouldn't take a dying patient with no money. Steward: There's a better way to phrase it. Steward: But Blaze is right. There is no cure for Oripathy. And even an organization like ours has limited resources. Steward: ...That's why the Infected are in such a tough position. Vanilla: But Rhodes Island didn't turn them away! Vanilla: Rhodes Island isn't small. But I guess you can't say it's a really big organization either. Vanilla: Since coming to Rhodes Island, I've seen a lot of people. A lot of Infected people who came here for medical attention. Vanilla: And some of them even came forward and said they were willing to fight. Steward: All of us in Reserve Op Team A4 did exactly that. Vanilla: You too, Steward? Steward: Of course. Vanilla: ....... Vanilla: I hadn't even heard of this place before the Blacksteel partnership. Who could imagine a company..... a company that saves the Infected and doesn't even get paid anything for it. Blaze: That's not quite right. Vanilla: Huh? Vanilla: It- it's not? Blaze: It's not that we don't get paid anything. We just get paid without money. Blaze: If one side has to pay too much, that's actually a big burden on both sides. An arrangement like that wouldn't last. No matter how sweet Amiya might be, she wouldn't do something like that. Blaze: We do provide treatment. But it's definitely not free. Blaze: Here, we've got a fine example standing right here! Steward: Oof, Blaze, you're going to break my shoulder if you keep patting me like that. Blaze: You can choose all kinds of different ways to contribute to Rhodes Island in exchange for the treatment we provide. Definitely not just fighting. Us combat operators are actually the rarest bunch. Blaze: We got logistics to handle the paperwork, engineerings to keep Rhodes Island itself trucking along, envoys to go talk to other organizations, not to mention procurement and cleaning staff... Blaze: Even if you want to wash dishes in the cafeteria, that's fine. As long as it helps, you can do it. Steward: Hearing it again, it does sound pretty idealistic. Blaze: Is that bad? Steward: Not at all. Blaze: (whistling) Vanilla: But, but! What can a little kid like Dora do to help Rhodes Island? Blaze: You saw, they're about to learn how to make origami flowers. Vanilla: Huh? Blaze: The paper flowers they fold will be used to decorate the mixer. Then they'll be given to every operator as they come back to Rhodes Island. Steward: Since when is there a mixer? Blaze: Just now. I decided. Steward: ........ Blaze: Whatever. The point is there's work to be done. And the work those little guys do looks a little different from the work I do, but it's all important to Rhodes Island. Blaze: Now let's be real. I know you guys have been calling our company a sweatshop. Vanilla: That was a joke. Just a joke! Blaze: Yeah, sure. That's what I say when I tease the Doctor. Vanilla: Blaze, please! Steward: Hmmm.... My opinion is a bit different from that of Blaze. Steward: There are some of us who trade our labor to Rhodes Island in exchange for treatment, and many more who coincidentally have interests aligned with the company. Steward: Of course, there are many who truly believe in Amiya and her philosophy and are willing to give everything to that end. Blaze: (whistles) Steward: But we don't necessarily all share those ideals. Sometimes, we just happen to be on the same path in the same direction, and end up side by side in this moment. Vanilla: I think I understand, but... Steward: It's all right. You don't have to think about it too much. Steward: The important thing is that we're all getting a little bit better. Things are good for now. People are happy. Steward: As are you, Vanilla. You've been smiling a lot lately. Vanilla: O- oh, I have? Vanilla: It's probably just because I'm so fulfilled here at Rhodes Island. Although there's still a lot of things I'm not used to.... Vanilla: Like doors that suddenly open on their own. And the last time I was in the corridor, some medical device suddenly started talking to me... I jumped out of my skin! Steward: Hahaha. I suppose you aren't used to such things. Steward: Adnachiel was telling me about the rubber band launcher he helped Exusiai make. He said you snapped it in half. Vanilla: He made that?! Vanilla: S- sorry, the rubber band startled me so, I acted on instinct... Vanilla: I'm really sorry!!! Steward: That's okay, Adnachiel wasn't angry. He's a man of few words, but he's a gentle soul. Steward: I can testify to that. Steward: But, um, if he ever comes to you with any more inventions that cause you trouble, do let me know. Or Melantha. Blaze: Hey, I just had a thought. Maybe that whole sweatshop thing actually fits? Steward: ...What's this again? Blaze: I mean those kids, what are they? Child labor? An early investment? Vanilla: An early... investment? Blaze: Yeah, it'll pay off, won't it? Rhodes Island teaches these kids all kinds of things. The little punks are probably better than us at a bunch of stuff. Like, I get a headache looking at numbers. And then when they toss letters in with the numbers... Blaze: They're all probably going to be awesome. Way more awesome than me. They'll do all kinds of stuff I never could. Blaze: So, you know, it's a return on investment. Steward: A return? Not necessarily—— Blaze: Shh, let me dream. Don't say it. Blaze: Oh, it's Amiya. Blaze: Looks like another mission. I kinda wanna blow it off. I can just blow it off, right? Blaze: Well, I gotta go. Vanilla, Steward, let's get a drink at that mixer! Vanilla: She talks like that, but she still walks away with a smile on her face.... Vanilla: Are we really going to have a mixer? Wh- what if I don't drink? Steward: Oh, don't mind Blaze. She's always like that. She won't force you. Vanilla: No? That's kind of a disappointment... Steward: Huh? Vanilla: Okay, this is my place. Vanilla: Come on in. Steward: All right. Steward: Ah... so this is where Vanilla lives. Vanilla: Don't laugh. It's kind of a mess. Vanilla: Oh, here's Puffball and the gang. Steward: Puffball? What a cute n... Steward: ...name. Steward: ........ Steward: Vanilla, your pets, they're... are these... these are your pets? Vanilla: Yes. Vanilla: They're all cute little critters from my hometown! Steward: Hmmm.... Steward: (I fear the word 'cute' has lost all meaning...) Vanilla: Oh, don't worry, Steward. Kuro may be big, but he's really the gentlest of them all! Sigh.... It's so hard to fight them on the battlefield. And Instructor Dobermann always yells at me, but I really can't help it! Steward: I- I can tell you really like animals, Vanilla. Steward: And... Well, these pets, they... they certainly have character. Vanilla: Hehe. They sure do! Vanilla: They're very well behaved. They don't make a mess. Just give them a little food and water every day and they're good to go! Vanilla: Oh, but be careful not to press the spikes on their shells. Otherwise..... Steward: Otherwise? Vanilla: They explode. Steward: Explode...? Steward: ....... Steward: Vanilla, is it really okay to have a pet like this in your room....? Vanilla: Huh? Of course! I got permission from Amiya and Dr. Kal'tsit! Vanilla: This terrarium is made of a special material that insulates the Originium. It's very safe! Vanilla: Also, I prepared their food already.... See, just press the button on the side, like so, and it automatically feeds them. Vanilla: Hehe. Pretty crazy, huh? Steward: I actually think it's crazier that you're here keeping Originium slugs... Vanilla: Sorry, what? Steward: Nothing. Vanilla: Hm? Vanilla: Oh, and for water, they really only need a little bit every other day. Keep the environment nice and dry, just like my hometown. Steward: Understood, I'll make sure not to overwater them. Steward: These Originium snails, and that metal crab, they look nicer than any I've seen before.... Your hometown is in Sargon, correct? Vanilla: That's right. It's a very remote place in the Sargon countryside. Steward: What's it like? Vanilla: It's a.... Well, a very poor place with very few resources. Vanilla: You can't farm there, because there's nothing but sand. You have to hunt to survive. All the children in my tribe are raised to be great hunters. Steward: You too? Vanilla: Yes, me too. Steward: Then why did you join Blacksteel...? Vanilla: It's kind of embarrassing, but... for money. Steward: Money? Vanilla: Yup. Blacksteel, Blacksteel Worldwide, is just a mercenary group. Vanilla: Maybe everyone joins with a different goal, but a lot of mercenaries just need money. Vanilla: And that's me. Steward: Is that right? But it seems as though Jessica doesn't want for money? Vanilla: Jessica...? She has some other motivation, I guess. She doesn't talk about these things much, so I don't really know. Vanilla: But where I come from, everyone is very poor... Vanilla: It doesn't rain much in the Sargon deserts. When it does, the water accumulates in small oasis pools, and caravans cross the entire desert looking for them, stopping briefly as they pass by our tribe to take out some goods to trade. Vanilla: It's mostly barter. No one has much money. But every home has a little something to trade. Vanilla: The caravans usually stays for just a day or two. And when it gets very cold at night, so everyone gathers around the fire. Vanilla: We eat a little jerky. The adults drink a couple of sips of wine to ward off the cold, and the kids get a handful of dates to snack on. Vanilla: The traders tell the children about what's going on in the world outside the desert, usually something new and fun. Vanilla: Like how in the far, far east, there are fragrant cities with flowers everywhere, huge metropolises overflowing with wealth and happiness... Steward: I could go for some of that. Vanilla: Right? But since I've been out here, I haven't had a chance to check and see if the east is really so great. Vanilla: Anyway, having heard stories like that, it's only natural I'd be curious about the outside world. There's no way I could stay in the desert and be a regular old hunter. Vanilla: So I followed the merchants out to a small town on the edge of the desert. Steward: And you found out things weren't as good as you thought? Vanilla: They're not so good, but also not so bad... At least the food is better than back home. Vanilla: I didn't have much money on me. Everything my family had still wasn't enough. Even a hostel was too expensive to stay in. Vanilla: It's not like I had a lot of options besides mercenary work. But I don't regret it. Vanilla: ...Anyway, that's enough of that. Vanilla: Where's your hometown, Steward? Steward: I'm from Kjerag. Vanilla: Wow! I heard it snows there all year round. Is that true? I've never seen snow... Steward: Haha. And you never will, at Rhodes Island. Vanilla: Really! Well, I'll have to save up. Jessica says those new body insulation suits are really expensive! Steward: ...Haha, that might be a bit overkill... Steward: Melantha was so happy you asked her to help. Steward: Though she may not show it, which is both a strength and a weakness of hers. Vanilla: Really...? I hope I'm not being a bother. Steward: Certainly not. It's no bother to Melantha, or myself, for that matter. Steward: Now, off on your mission, Vanilla. And rest assured I will take excellent care of Puffball and the others. Vanilla: Oh, just a minute, Steward! Steward: Hm? Was there something else? Vanilla: Um.... Vanilla: Not that I totally understand everything you and Blaze were talking about, but... Vanilla: Next time Reserve Op Team A4 visits the kids in the treatment wards, please bring me along! Vanilla: Let's learn how to make paper flowers, so we're ready for that mixer.
Gareth: Careful. Walk slowly. Illa: I'm alright... no need to prop me up. Gareth: Save your strength. We're still not clear until we're over that mountain. Illa: How far are we now... from Ursus? Gareth: Not that far. We aren't deep in the barrens yet... not deep enough. Illa: Let me just breathe for a moment... Gareth: Go ahead. I'll wait. Illa: ...Huff... Illa: What's past the mountain, to the northeast? Gareth: Kazimierz people's land, I think. Gareth: But we're not going that way. Illa: This is the first time I've left Ursus. Gareth: You'll get used to it. Gareth: There's nothing left for us in Ursus. Gareth: Phew... this place looks good enough. Gareth: It's almost night. Let's set up camp here. Illa: Um... how much do we have left in rations? Gareth: We've gone through more than half the haul from the warehouse. Plus what we traded for from the wandering settlement, we still have about four day's worth... not a whole lot. Gareth: Watch our bags. I'll look for some firewood. Illa: This place is... so quiet. Gareth: That's not a bad thing. We should be wary of anyone passing by, though. Gareth: Call it a stroke of good luck that we came through without any trouble. Gareth: Bandit groups and outlaws, packs of wild beasts... Gareth: Most would say the barrens are a fatally dangerous place to be. Illa: Can we really find our way to these 'Rusthammer' people? Gareth: There's no reason the vagabonds would trick us. There'd be no sense in tricking us. Gareth: Rusthammer's people are operating nearby, that much plenty know. Illa: Will they accept us? Gareth: We can't be sure, but we have to try. Illa: Long before, in the village... the soldiers all said the 'Rusthammers' were a vicious, barbarous lot, thugs who killed for pleasure on the wastes. Illa: They all said that, and afterwards there were people in the team who told of them too... Gareth: Rumors aren't sure to be truth. Have you forgotten how those bastard noblemen spoke of us? Illa: 'Insatiable, ruthless Reunion bandits.' Gareth: All the old patriarchs of Ursus need to do is make a bag of rumors up, and they can turn anything they don't like into maneating monsters for the commoners. Gareth: It's a customary trick of theirs. This definitely isn't like that, as far as I can see. Illa: Have you met them before? Gareth: I have. It was even while I was serving. Gareth: That year was the year they said the borderland armies went into Kazimierz territory, plundering villages. Illa: Ah... I heard about that from someone in my own village. Illa: The captain mentioned it too. They all died after, apparently? Gareth: The captain told you all that? Gareth: They were Ursus regulars. A whole army platoon, armed to the teeth, bringing full sets of combat equipment past the border. There's no hope of completely fooling us about what was happening. Gareth: The looting was just an excuse by the brass to shift the blame. Maybe the soldiers really did want to stir up a battle, you know. Gareth: Sadly, things didn't go how they wanted. I don't know what took place in Kazimierz's hilled forests... but not a single one of them came back. A total annihilation, more or less. Gareth: As for the truth behind why they crossed the border... they're all dead, and who cares anymore. Gareth: But their death isn't solely down to the Kazimierz people... that I know for sure. Illa: So what happened? Gareth: It was the fourth day the soldiers had crossed into Kazimierz... a sentinel reported that a great group of wastelanders entered Ursus' own borders. Illa: Wastelanders? Gareth: Back then, I was stationed right at the border garrison's resupply station, and when the sentinel announced invaders, nobody in the barracks took it seriously. Gareth: Though you don't often see a whole crowd of barrenland vagabonds on their last hopes, it's not new, either. Especially not at the Ursus border. Gareth: They sent out a little squad, ready to intercept the poor saps and boost manpower a little in the jurisdiction's mines. Nothing too strange compared to their usual business. Gareth: ...But... Illa: Let me guess. That squad didn't come back? Gareth: The next morning, a guard with his face coated in blood scrambled into our camp. It wasn't just the squad who got wiped out. Three neighboring checkpoints had completely fallen too, and only he made it back out alive. Gareth: The station officer at that time wasn't as stupid as now. He determined it was Kazimierz soldiers disguising as barrenland wanderers and springing attacks on checkpoints, so he immediately reported a need for reinforcements to the higher-ups. Gareth: It took until then for us to realize, our Originium communicators had lost all signals from allies within range, and we were sitting fowlbeasts on our own. After that, that night... Gareth: After the sun set, a sound of metal beating traveled all throughout the valley, fearsome and ear-piercing, like the primitive drums of war. Gareth: And then there were people. So many people... more than a hundred... maybe more than a thousand, carrying countless rough works of weaponry, shouting rallying cries we had no hope of understanding, charging madly into our camp. Gareth: They looked like humans, yet you couldn't sense the 'human' part of them. I thought they'd gone crazy, because even if the comrades by their sides were blown away by artillery, the pace of their assault didn't slow one bit. Gareth: I'd say that's the most terrifying attack I've ever experienced. Forget Reunion's countless battles afterwards, none of them could compare to that evening of insanity. Illa: ...... Gareth: They only retreated once first light finally came over the valley. Gareth: Innumerous corpses piled all around the camp, bloodstains and marks from Originium Arts bombardment everywhere... the whole day through, the air was filled with a smell of rust so thick you could vomit. Illa: ...That's just too excessive. Illa: Why? Illa: Why attack the Ursus Army with no regard for the cost? What was their goal? Gareth: That's the crucial bit. Gareth: After a few days, a backup unit finally made it. It was only then we learned that two Infected mines nearby had been totally plundered, they'd set everyone in the mines free, and burnt down five whole military supply warehouses in the area. Gareth: They hacked up the officers and mine overseers they caught, and tore every Ursus flag and landmark they found to shreds... Gareth: Rusthammer washed off the traces of Ursus, and left behind not a single mark in the ruins. Gareth: What was most important was, the unlucky lot who gallivanted into Kazimierz land had practically lost all of their rear reinforcements. Once the Ursus Army had reacted, it was already too late. Gareth: Even now, I still can't comprehend their lunatic conduct. Gareth: But 'wasteland scum who slaughter for pleasure' wouldn't raid the Ursus Army in order to free the poor people in the mines. Gareth: They're not normal thugs, I'm certain of that. Illa: ...That story really is... Gareth: Hard to believe, right. Illa: I still have no way to tell... if it would be a correct choice to join them. Illa: Even someone of Mr. Patriot's caliber got... Gareth: Don't think about it. Let's just go to sleep. Gareth: There'll always be a way. Illa: Maybe... Gareth: We're here... Illa: This is where... we were looking for...? Gareth: 'Straight north from the second peak, on top of a massive, upright boulder.' Gareth: I didn't imagine it would actually be here. A rust-speckled iron hammer is stuck upside-down in a boulder on a peak, the black rag tied to the handle like a flag fluttering wild in the wind. Gareth: 'If you wish to join us, then search for the rusthammer in the rent-apart rock.' Gareth: This group likes a bit of dramatic delivery, huh. Rusthammer Member: This isn't dramatics, this is a symbol. Rusthammer Member: If you want to live on the barrens, you must be like this hammer. Rusthammer Member: You don't need to be sharp, but you do need to be tenacious. Illa:! Gareth: ...... Rusthammer Member: You don't resemble... 'ordinary passers-by.' Rusthammer Member: I recognize the symbol on your clothes. Rusthammer Member: 'Reunion.' Rusthammer Member: Speak. Tell us why you sought us. Gareth: You... you don't look like you're Infected. Gareth: I thought... Illa: We-We want to join the Rusthammers! Rusthammer Member: Join? Rusthammer Member: Weak, timid, fearful, helpless... Rusthammer Member: You're scared of everything upon the barrens, shivering, like livestock awaiting slaughter. Rusthammer Member: Here. Pick these up. Illa: Wh... What are these? A shovel and pick... and a beast trap? Gareth: What do you mean by this? Gareth: Why give these tools to us? Rusthammer Member: You want to join the Rusthammers? Then prove yourselves. Gareth: What? Rusthammer Member: Prove you belong to the wastes. Prove you aren't livestock incapable of surviving beyond their pen. Rusthammer Member: We are warriors. We are the wasteland's conquerors. We look after each other. We share everything of ours. Rusthammer Member: But we will not care for unbearably weak trash. Rusthammer Member: See that gorge over there? It's a kind place to be, the kindest all around here. Rusthammer Member: In the gorge is everything you need. Rusthammer Member: Survive for a month here. Rusthammer Member: If even that's beyond you, then head straight back where you came as soon as you can. Gareth: Survive? For a month? In a place like this? Gareth: You've got to be fricking kidding me. Gareth: Surviving on the barrenlands with just these? Gareth: If you just wanted to watch us die, why make it so complicated? Wouldn't it be so much easier to do it right here? Gareth: You're just going to laugh at us as we die on the barrens? Is this some sick hobby of yours? Gareth: Or is persecuting the Infected one of your joys, too? Gareth: And I thought you weren't like the other bandits... you bunch of... Rusthammer Member: ...Hahahaha. Rusthammer Member: Infected? Infected?? Rusthammer Member: Hahahaha... Rusthammer Member: Persecute the Infected? Hahahahahahahaha... Rusthammer Member: Boone! Rusthammer Member: Come on over, take a look at this moron. While the grand Rusthammer man laughs wildly, a hunched-over man appears from behind the crag, the Originium crystals terrifyingly ugly on his skin. The man's forceful gaze pierces through his untamed hair, sizing up the person before him. Rusthammer Member: Look, look, look, Boone. Rusthammer Member: Do you see? These are your 'Infected comrades.' Rusthammer Member Boone: Bullshit. I have no comrades this weak. Gareth: Y-You're Reunion too... Rusthammer Member: Here, nobody cares whether you're Infected or not. Nobody cares what kind of special rank you have. Rusthammer Member: Nobody fricking cares. Rusthammer Member: Man, woman, old, young, Sarkaz... Rusthammer Member: Reunion? Fallen noble? As long as you embrace the wilderness, cut away from the poison blood of civilization, we are all equal. Gareth: ...... Illa: Just one month, was it... Gareth: Illa? Rusthammer Member: That's right. If you can hold out for one month, that'll show you're part of the wastes, that you've broken free of civilization's fetters. Rusthammer Member: Once the time comes, you'll be a part of the barrenlands, and our Rusthammer brothers and sisters will welcome you. Illa: Alright... it's a deal. Rusthammer Member: Not a bad attitude. I have great faith in you. Rusthammer Member: I wish you good luck, young lady. Gareth: Illa, are you serious? Illa: We... don't have much choice, do we? Gareth: No. We still have rations. We can go back, go back to that vagrant village, think of another way. Illa: Don't mess with me! We never had that much in supplies! You haven't eaten for two days, I've noticed that! Gareth: I... Illa: We're comrades in arms, aren't we? Comrades have to look after each other, right? Illa: These Rusthammers... they're able to survive here... perhaps we can do the same. Gareth: ...I suppose. Illa: Lend a hand. We'll find a place to set up camp first. Fifteen days later Illa: ...Why isn't it moving... Gareth: Shh! Don't make a sound. It took the bait. Illa: And I feel it's about to run. Gareth: Calmly... wait for it... wait... Gareth: It moved! Illa: Just a bit more... just a bit more... Gareth: We caught it! We caught it! Hahahaha! Illa: Oh, wonderful! Wonderful! Gareth: Hahahaha! Alright. Gareth: Illa, pass me the knife. Illa: Here it is. Illa: There really were burdenbeasts here. This is my first time seeing one wild. Gareth: With all this meat, we can smoke it, dry it in the cave, and it'll keep for a while... Gareth: At least for the next long while, we won't have to eat dried sandworm. Illa: I'm not sure if that wandering village is still around. Gareth: What made you think of it suddenly? Illa: Even if we smoked this meat, we wouldn't finish it. Maybe we could trade it with those wasteland wanderers for some supplies. Illa: Like a couple seeds or something... Gareth: Has anything happened with those mossoats? Illa: Listen to you. Have you never planted anything before in your life? Gareth: ...I haven't. I was born in the city. Illa: Heheh. My little city friend, food is hardly that easy to grow. You'll want to properly learn. Gareth: Who's a little friend... You're barely older than me. Gareth: Whatever, I'm dropping it. Gareth: Those wanderers barely ever stop in one place, but there should be a few settlements below the mountain to the east. If we have the chance, we can go take a look. Gareth: Come over here, let's take all this back in. Illa: Alright. Gareth: Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen... Illa: Still half a month to go... Gareth: I hope those Rusthammers mean what they say. Gareth: But I feel like now, it doesn't matter whether we have them or not. Gareth: I've been feeling more and more like we can survive. Illa: I've actually wondered the whole time... Why would there be a cave like this in a gorge? It doesn't seem naturally formed, either... Gareth: I'm betting this was an ancient mine. Illa: A mine? In this completely desolate area? Was it the Kazimierz? Gareth: Can't say it's either Kazimierz or Ursus for sure. Gareth: Can't even be sure if it's a country we're familiar with. Gareth: Before, when I was in the army, someone told me all these ancient stories. Gareth: They said that centuries ago, millennia ago, Ursus wasn't yet Ursus, Kazimierz wasn't yet Kazimierz, and so many countries were emerging across the land, growing, becoming strong. Gareth: And in the end, once again because of war or Catastrophe or some other reason, they were destroyed, and fell to pieces. Gareth: Catastrophes repeatedly swept the earth, any trace of these countries' existence cleaned up along with them. Everything we can find was left underground, just like this mine, for example. They say loads of other places all have ancient remnants like this. Illa: So that means... Illa: These places weren't always barrenlands, but were once towns and cities where people lived? Gareth: Maybe. Illa: If... If we keep living in here, and get more and more people like us, we might just be able to set up a small town or something... Illa: This gorge goes south to north. It could hold plenty of people. Illa: And then I'd be Mayor Illa! And you'd be Deputy Mayor Gareth! Gareth: Alright, enough daydreaming. Help me hang up the meat. Illa: Alright~ Twenty-nine days later Illa: Gareth! Gareth! Gareth: What is it... so early... Illa: Quick, come look, the mossoats! Gareth:! Gareth: Are... Are these buds? Illa: They are! Gareth: Great! Great! Oh, that's amazing! Gareth: So we can plant grains here after all! Illa: I'm guessing the burdenbeast bone powder played a part. Gareth: Alright, let me see... what was the most important thing, again? Illa: Water! Gareth: We won't have enough relying on that mountain creek. We'll need to think of some other way. Illa: But... there's no other springs anywhere nearby. Gareth: Our only option's to head to the foot of the mountain east and try our luck. There's trees there, which means there's a water source. Illa: But that's too far away. Would we be carrying water every day? Gareth: It's far, but it's worth it. Gareth: If these mossoats can grow properly, then it'll all be worth it! Gareth: Let's sort our things out, and we'll head to the woods to look. Illa: It seemed to be pretty close... I didn't think it was so far... Gareth: We'll need to think of something later on, figure out an even bigger container. Gareth: It's not realistic to carry it just with water pouches. Illa: Hold on... what is this? Illa: Are these footprints? There's other people nearby. Gareth: Footprints? What footprints? Gareth: ...No... these... Gareth: These are army bootprints! Gareth: I'd recognize these sole markings anywhere. These are Ursus army boots. Gareth: What... What are Ursus soldiers doing here? Illa: What do we do... Gareth: ...Let's hurry back. Get our things in order. Gareth: We need to leave this place. These marks... they haven't gone too far, and there's at least twenty of them by these footprints. Illa: Wait! We have other options, too. Illa: If we don't light a fire... they won't be sure to notice the cave in the gorge. Gareth: They'll find us sooner or later! Even if we don't light fires, what's the use of hiding in the cave day after day? We don't even know if they'll leave or not! Gareth: They've come to get me. I knew the colonel wouldn't let me off so easily... Illa: No! I'm not leaving! Gareth: Illa! Illa: Where would we even run to? I'm already sick of running! I joined Reunion so I could live with some semblance of self-respect at all! Illa: This past month... life this past month has been tough, undoubtedly, but what does it matter that it's tough? Illa: There's no taxmen, no nobles! There's prey in the forest, mossoats in the ground, all of my own! Illa: This whole month, I've lived like a person! And not like some beast just dragging out its life! Gareth: Illa, calm down a little, listen to me. Gareth: As long as we're still alive, we can always find some place that belongs to us, and if we die, we'll have nothing at all! Illa: Don't tell me, every time we run... every time we run, we have to abandon everything that's already ours? Why should I let those wretches destroy my life again and again!? Illa: First, my village's people... my little sister... then Sharla... the captain. Illa: I'm not going anywhere today. Illa: If today I die, then I'm dying in this gorge. Everything in here was our painstaking work. This is my new home. Illa: I'm not going anywhere! Gareth: ...Illa. Illa: Stay here, Gareth. Let's fight them. Illa: We're warriors of Reunion. We're not cowards. Gareth: You... Gareth: You're right! Gareth: These goddamned sons of bitches! Gareth: Those bastard nobles, and Colonel Lomono... damn them all... damn them all to hell! Rusthammer Member: Good! Excellent! Rusthammer Member: You finally resemble the spitting image. Gareth:!! Gareth: ...It's you! Gareth: Why were you... Were you nearby the whole time? Rusthammer Member: You were to survive on the barrens for a month. All I did was check in daily to see if you were still good and going. Gareth: Forget that for now. There's Ursus nearby... Rusthammer Member: Don't get too wound up. All I'm hearing is a few paltry little annoyances. Illa: Then... have we qualified? Rusthammer Warrior: Qualified? Rusthammer Warrior: You're Rusthammer already, sister. Gareth: ...... Rusthammer Warrior: And you. Though you came just short of your willpower crumbling, I'm very happy to see you chose the right path. Rusthammer Warrior: Compromise and escape are never-ending. Remember that. Rusthammer Warrior: Welcome, brother. Rusthammer Member: Now, as well as that, a group of idiotic prey are heading straight for the beast trap. You shouldn't miss this. Gareth: Prey? What prey? Rusthammer Warrior: They're here. Ursus Soldier: I knew there'd be people in this gorge. Ursus Soldier: You really have given me the runabout, you know, Corporal Gareth. Gareth: ...... Ursus Soldier: You shameful deserter. You even dared mingle in just to steal food supplies from the army warehouse. Ursus Soldier: Did you truly believe you could trample on the Ursus Army's dignity and then so vainly flee? Ursus Soldier: Colonel Lomono's very angry. Particularly angry. Only lopping off your head can quell his fury now. Ursus Soldier: Time to pay for your crimes, you Infected scum... Rusthammer Warrior: Black-clothed Ursus brutes... twenty-four of them. Ursus Soldier: Heh, I see you're quite merry with these flesh-tearing savages! Surely you don't think a couple of barrenland natives can save your lowly lives? Ursus Soldier: Now kneel and off yourself. I can promise you a death in one piece. Ursus Soldier: Snipers, ready... The masked Rusthammer warrior uses the weapon in his clutch to beat the ground. One sound. Two sounds. Three. In the next second, the entire ravine echoes with an ear-piercing pounding, chaotic yet resounding clear. Battle-cries, roars, together with a chilled gust that blows through the ravine, like the great land itself has let out a primeval scream. At this instant, Gareth sees it. Upon the cliffs and ledges of the gorge's two sides stand wild warriors, packed together. Their clothing ragged, adorned in worn metal forged into crude armor. Their postures twisted, grasping simple but fearsomely shaped weapons. Ursus Soldier: C... Captain! H... Ursus Soldier: How... How many is this??? Ursus Soldier: H-How could this be?! What about the sentinel? Where did the sentinel go?! Rusthammer Warrior: If you're looking for your 'sentinel,' then right here. Ursus Soldier: These... helmets... weapons, how could you possibly... Rusthammer Warrior: My brother and sister, welcome to the wastelands. This is your first hunt since joining the Rusthammers. Illa: I'm glad of the chance to join you in battle. Rusthammer Warrior: Battle? Rusthammer Warrior: Sister, we never 'battle.' As more and more Rusthammer warriors show themselves, the Ursus soldiers are stunned, not daring to make a move. When they begin to speak, all the twenty-four can do is stand there silently. Rusthammer Warrior: They—the so-called 'countries' and 'civilizations'—display, from the root, their evil. Their colossal nomadic cities, their ugly steel creations, their metal fetters and cells cast from malice, are the sinister proof of their sin. Rusthammer Warrior: They have stolen everything. They have plundered this world's minerals, seized its water and land, and taken it all for their own. Rusthammer Warrior: They claim that only faith in 'civilization' can bring salvation, that everything not bound by their shackles has been stamped by a barbarous seal. They fear the truth, and we will return the truth to the land. Rusthammer Warrior: They use force to make you afraid, they use civilization to make you feeble, they give you no choice but to rely on their baselessly invented 'order,' no choice but to trap yourself in the cage. Rusthammer Warrior: And so they enslave you who by all rights ought to be free, and so they swallow you! Rusthammer Warrior: This world ought to belong to everyone. Everyone should, like you and I and anyone else, take a place in these wastelands with their own two hands! The wasteland will eliminate the weak, but when traced to the source, just who was it that made the people of the world weak? Rusthammer Warrior: You must become their nightmares, become their calamity, become the force that destroys them. Rusthammer Warrior: Who can shackle and manacle a hurricane, an earthquake? And who can imprison a thunderclap, a lightning bolt within a cage?! Rusthammer Warrior: We never battle! We destroy! Rusthammer Warrior: We pulverize the cage, we destroy the fetters, we plunder back that which was stolen, and those willing to abandon weakness may all become Rusthammer brothers and sisters. —Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!— The chaotic yet resounding metal pounding echoes through the whole gorge. They shout, strike the earth with the handles of their weapons, the collision of metal and rock as if thunder rolling through the dark. —Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!— Ursus Soldier: Have no fear! They're just a bunch of lunatics! Ursus Soldier: Get into formation! P... Prepare for battle! Rusthammer Warrior: They tremble. They fear us. We destroy. We hunt. Rusthammer Warrior: Cast away the fetters of civilization. We will never be weak again. Rusthammer Warrior: Catastrophes sweep the wastelands... Rusthammer Warriors: Rusthammers smash the world!
5:20 P.M. \ Clear Columbia City, Tkaronto The name's Dylan, Rhodes Island low-altitude aircraft pilot, and I'm currently running pell-mell around the city. I should be sitting in the cockpit of my aircraft, joystick in hand. The only things I should be facing down are turbulence and terrain. Instead, I'm clutching one half of an automatic assault crossbow in my hands, and hell, the first time I heard of this model was earlier this morning. Even just half of it is damned heavy. My palms are all sweaty. If I have to end up in a warzone, I sure as hell shouldn't be on the ground, let alone in some dark alley in Columbia. I just hope to God that my enemy isn't... Ugh. Blaze: Dylan, I got my hands full over here. Can you help a gal out and tell me what it says? Dylan: It says Police. The 'police' of Tkaronto. Blaze: He started it. Dylan: But it seems... probably not the real deal. A real botch-job if I've ever seen one. Blaze: At least he looked the part, pretty much the same as the guys up on the roof earlier this morning. Better than the ones that didn't have a uniform ready. Blaze: So let me ask this question again: what kind of cops wind their automatic assault crossbows during questioning? Dylan: Columbian cops? Blaze: Very funny. You know he's not a cop, at least not the kind we're used to dealing with. I lift my eyes to cast a glance at the black-clad man collapsed in the alley, and then lower my gaze again to the half-a-weapon in my hands. It was pointed straight at my chest just a moment ago, but now it's smashed into two pieces. This 'policeman' is unconscious. If Blaze remembered the Doctor's instructions when she struck, then he should still be able to cling to life. The Rhodes Island team arrived in Tkaronto yesterday. No matter how many times I experience it, this kind of speed always surprises me as a pilot— Rhodes Island is in the process of steaming to the Grand Knight Territory, and we've crossed over the entire western wastelands by air. The entire western wastelands, I say. According to the plan, after Amiya and the Doctor finish their business, we'll take the same route back to Rhodes Island. The Grand Knight Territory might not have finished its urban subdivision assembly at this time. All I know is Rhodes Island was invited to visit during the Kazimierz Major, but I'm in the dark about when and why. But anyway, the sooner we can head back, the better. If I wasn't in such a hurry, I wouldn't mind taking a few days off to chill in the metropolis... but after this, I'm not in the mood for that anymore. Medic Operator: Are we... safe? Blaze: No, not until we leave Tkaronto— Maybe not even until we leave Columbia. Blaze: Check for me if he's still breathing. It'd be nice if you made sure he kept on breathing. Medic Operator: I... Um, alright. Dylan: This is my first time seeing such a powerful automatic crossbow. Are these weapons common in Columbia? Blaze: Automatic weapons like that are a Columbian specialty. Dylan: I wonder how the Doctor's doing... Blaze: As soon as the raid started, the Doctor and Amiya left in a car. No clue if the autopilot system that Closure was fiddling with will work though... Dylan: What a disaster... Even those two got caught off guard. Blaze: They're only human after all... Sometimes shit happens. Medic Operator: They took over the hotel and seized all the drug samples we kept behind... Blaze: Whatever, we can worry about that later. Blaze: We've gotta think of a way to get out of this city safely first. ???: We've lost everything, but you are still not standing by my side. ???: Then what has it all been for? ???: Just to leave the faintest sliver of hope? ???: But, hope? ???: Hope? ???: Don't you know, that hope is a cruel thing indeed? ???: When you realize it can't be undone, when you realize you are powerless, when you find yourself nothing but desperate... ???: Hope is enough to drive a perfectly good person mad. Option_1: But... You want to say something, but you can't move your body. You seem to be drifting in the void, everything before your eyes so familiar and yet so distant. These are a part of your memories, floating alongside you like fragments. Like this, you continue to drift with your ceaseless thoughts, watching the familiar woman before you gradually fade away. You open your eyes, and before you stretches an endless rocky desert. You see a strange, ugly iron bucket helm. A peculiar man seems to be looking your way, but you cannot see his expression through that rough bucket helm. 10:43 A.M. \ Clear Gaspar Wildland Cannot: Good morning, good afternoon, and good evening, friend. Cannot: Can you talk? Option_1: You? Who are you? Where am I? Cannot: The friend awakens, little rabbit. Amiya: Doctor! You feel someone tightly embrace your waist. But before experiencing this warm embrace, the cold, hard touch of the rocks behind you and the throbbing pain in your head remind you that all is not well. Amiya: I'm so glad! You're awake... I don't know what I would've done if you didn't wake up... Amiya: How are you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere? Option_1: I'm fine... Just my head hurts a little. Option_2: ...Nothing serious. Option_3: I'm not that frail. Amiya: Your head hurts? Did you hit it? Let me have a look. Amiya: Are you sure you're fine, Doctor? Do you need me to help you up? Amiya: Doctor... you should still be careful. You're not in the best shape. Cannot: Worry not, little rabbit. There is nothing wrong with this 'Doctor,' at least not physically. Cannot: On a spiritual level, however, one cannot say. You were mumbling a great deal in your slumber, but before you complain, I did not listen closely. Option_1: Who are you...? Cannot: Ah, pardon me for not introducing myself. Cannot: As you can see, I am a merchant. Cannot: You can call me Cannot, or Mr. Goodenough should you prefer that instead. Cannot: To be honest, friend, that display you put on earlier was simply too exhilarating. It is not every day one sees someone performing Originium Arts while flying off a cliff. A most excellent show indeed. Option_1: Off a cliff? What were we... Option_2: There might've been a problem with Closure's autopilot system... Amiya: This should be Columbia's... eastern wastelands. Cannot: That is correct, little rabbit. This is the Gaspar Wildland, and you two are quite fortunate. Amiya: Fortunate? Cannot: Yes, yes. Quite fortunate indeed. Two kilometers further south is a poisonous swamp, and had your car gotten stuck in that, good luck getting it out. Option_1: I wonder how the others are doing. Option_2: ...... Option_3: Where are the others? Amiya: The other operators split off on their own. I'm sure Blaze is taking good care of them... Amiya: But we can't get a hold of them, or any other branch offices. Option_1: Wait, what about the communicator? Option_2: Wait, what about the provisions? Amiya: We left it all on the 'Bad Guy.' Amiya: Not just the communicator. We didn't even have time to pack food or water. Cannot: Sounds like a desperate situation indeed, friends? Cannot: But there is always a way, if you don't mind... Option_1: Might as well. Cannot: I am quite familiar with this area. I can show you to the nearest Messenger Outpost where, should all go well, you will be able to contact your friends. Option_1: Who attacked us? Cannot: An excellent question indeed, but the only ones who could answer it are no longer able to speak. The bucket-headed man points to the nearby cliff, where a unique-looking armed vehicle is emitting a thick, black smoke. By the looks of things, it's been wrecked for quite some time now. Amiya: Mercenaries. They've been chasing us even after we left the city. Cannot: Dedicated to their job. Dedicated to the point of giving up their own lives. Cannot: To be frank, Columbian mercenaries range from peerless to useless, and the ones with the resources to hire such dedicated mercenaries can be counted on one hand. Cannot: They seem to have taken quite an interest in you, friends. How exactly did you offend these great moguls? Amiya: So it was them... Officer-in-Charge: So, Miss Amiya, are you really unwilling to consider the offer? Officer-in-Charge: In Columbia, you'll be hard-pressed to find a more suitable partner than Mama John's. We can provide fairly favorable terms for Rhodes Island's drug sales. Amiya: Thank you for your generosity, but... Amiya: We're only here for technical exchange. Rhodes Island has no plans for any deeper-level commercial cooperation. Amiya: And the Oripathy analgesics we brought are still undergoing trials. These are more of a proof of concept than a finished product. Amiya: The process of researching and developing Oripathy treatments is long and complicated, and in these areas, we still have many opportunities for cooperation in the future. Officer-in-Charge: Many opportunities for cooperation in the future...? Hahaha... Amiya: They planned this from the very beginning... Option_1: Should we contact the police first? Cannot: Police? Friend, you don't seem to understand where you are. Cannot: Mama John's is the largest firm in Tkaronto. The chief of police boasts of his connections to their corporate leadership in order to display his status. I suggest you change your mind. Cannot: The fact that they dared to steal your goods in the urban core means that from the very beginning, they never thought anything of you. Amiya: It's all my fault... I bought into their talk. Option_1: Don't blame yourself. Nobody could've expected them to be like this. Option_2: ...... Option_3: No, I'm just as responsible, Amiya. I should've known. Amiya: Mr... Good...y? Cannot: Ah. What is it, Miss Rabbit? Amiya: You just said you could take us through the wastelands, right? Cannot: That I did say, Miss Rabbit. Amiya: How do you plan to do that? Were you a Catastrophe Messenger? Cannot: That is nothing you need to concern yourself over. Cannot: I have plied my trade in the wastelands for many years, and that has given me a knack for avoiding Catastrophes. Cannot: Of course, I do ask for a small guide fee, two refined Originium Ingots in this case. Not too much to ask for in such a situation, yes? Amiya: We only have Columbian Gold Certificates, and won't be able to pay you until we get in touch with our ship. Is that alright? Cannot: No problem! My friend. Amiya: Doctor... What do you think? We could also figure a way back into the city, to meet up with Blaze and the others. Option_1: It's too dangerous. Looks like we don't have a choice. Option_2: This gentleman seems to have made the choice for us, right? Cannot: That is scarcely the case. We always have many choices at any point in our lives, but of course, we tend to pick the best one from the available options. Option_1: I hope we can have... a fruitful relationship in the coming days? Cannot: Of course, my friend! Cannot: I trust that this will be a most enjoyable journey. Five hours later... Cannot: ...As I said, bandits are not the biggest threat in the wastelands. I once knew the most courageous local– he even... Amiya: Doctor, give me your hand. Amiya: Phew, we're up. Option_1: How many hills have we crossed? Amiya: This is only the second one, Doctor. Option_1: Let me rest... Let me rest... Option_2: (Stay silent, gasping for breath) Option_3: I really... let myself go... Amiya: Haha, Doctor, sit down here for a minute. Cannot: Friend, at your speed, we will be on the road for at least another whole day. Amiya: The Doctor might not be able to maintain such a brisk pace. Cannot: We can slow down a touch, but... Amiya: Why can't we go a bit slower? Cannot: Even as a merchant of the wastelands, there is a limit to the amount of food and water I can carry on me. Cannot: If we slow down too much, we will inevitably run into a supply shortage. Amiya: If that's the case... Mr. Cannot? Cannot: Hmm? Amiya: Is there a forest nearby? I've heard of an oasis in the wastes of eastern Columbia. Cannot: There is, but what use is it? Night, above the wastelands, in a dark mountain pass. A tongue of flame consumes dry branches, and the sound of a wooden spoon tapping against a bowl echoes across the canyon along with Amiya's humming. Amiya: These vegetables, as well as the mushrooms here, are pretty much all edible as long as they're cooked through. Amiya: This kind... is slightly toxic, but can still be eaten in an emergency. Cannot: I should've given you more credit, Miss Rabbit. Cannot: To be honest, most friends from the nomadic cities... have no sense of how to survive in the wilds. Many I know will never once step foot in the wastelands. Cannot: I see that you have a decent survivalist's skillset. Where are you from? Rim Billiton? Cannot: I would not be surprised if you were in fact from Rim Billiton... Amiya: Actually, the Doctor taught me all of this, a few years ago... Option_1: Huh? I did? Amiya: Yes. Back then... Young Amiya: Doctor... Are these edible? Doctor: These vegetables, as well as the mushrooms here, are pretty much all edible as long as they're cooked through. Amiya: Those were trying times, harrowing times. But they were also good times. Option_1: ...... It seems that something is stirring in the back of your mind, but it gradually blurs out. You try to recall that scene again, but the vague memory is like bubbles that occasionally rise to the water's surface, only to disappear just as quickly. Amiya: Doctor? Option_1: I... Is this something that happened before then? Amiya: Ah, it's nothing. It did happen a few years ago, but it doesn't matter if you can't remember. She lowers her head and continues to stir the bowl, but the smile on her face seems somewhat lonelier. Cannot: Ahem, I must also say, you've chosen a most prudent location to make camp. Even though we've made a fire, our position is not easy to detect. Option_1: Are there any bandits around here? Option_2: ...... Option_3: Who's looking for us? Cannot: Bandits, bounty hunters, and countless Rusthammers. There are no shortage of annoyances in this land. Amiya: Rusthammer... I've heard the name before. They're a group of vicious marauders, right? Cannot: That description would not be a very rigorous one. Cannot: Rusthammer is a loose organization, and it is made up of various smaller groups. Cannot: For example, there is 'Fiends Gang' made up of Sarkaz, and also a group of strange folks who worship Catastrophes as gods. I think they're called 'Followers of the Archosauria', or something. Amiya: They worship Catastrophes? Option_1: Followers of the Archosauria? What a crazy bunch. Option_2: ...... Option_3: Sarkaz? Fiends Gang? Cannot: I heard something about a Rusthammer gang in Sargon that called themselves 'Archosauria Devils.' They seemed to have been searching for an 'Archosauria war-god with massive horns on its head.' Amiya: An operator from Columbia once told me that Rusthammer used to be just a few, small, scattered groups. Over the past few years though, their numbers have greatly increased, stretching from the mountains of Ursus to the wastelands of Columbia. Cannot: Our world is not a peaceful one, friend. Cannot: And the wastelands is no exception. You will encounter all sorts of strange people and strange occurrences. Cannot: But you will adapt. Amiya: Here, Doctor! Dinner's ready! Option_1: Thank you, Amiya. Cannot: Very good. What a heartfelt scene of intimacy. Amiya: Mr. Cannot! Cannot: Ahem... I am simply jesting. My apologies, please do not take it seriously. ???: At this rate, you will lose everything. ???: You will be alone, with nothing. Is it worth it? ???: Loneliness is a poison that erodes the mind. How much do you think you can withstand? ???: By the time you awaken, there will be no kin at your side. Nobody will recognize your sacrifice, let alone remember it. Is this the future you look forward to? You wake up. A crimson glow spills forth from the distant horizon, and the darkness left unto humanity by the Shadow-Moon gradually ebbs. Frigid wind gnaws at your cheeks as it blows across your face, and the land of Terra once again ushers in a new dawn. Cannot: You are up very early, friend. Option_1: The morning air is refreshing. Cannot: Where's the little rabbit? Is she not awake yet? Option_1: Let her rest a bit longer. What are you doing? Option_2: Maybe the aroma of breakfast will be more effective. Cannot: Short-tailed fowlbeasts don't have much meat, but they can suffice as breakfast. Cannot: This is a specialty of the Columbian wastelands. Worry not, it's free of charge. Cannot: A new day comes to Terra, and the situation has not changed, as far as I can tell. Nevertheless, good morning, friend! Cannot: You were talking in your sleep last night. Your mental state has seemed a bit unstable, do be careful. Option_1: What did you hear? Cannot: I am a trustworthy person. I didn't go out of my way to listen, let alone remember anything. Plus, you were only mumbling. Couldn't really hear anything clearly. Cannot: But... Every night, the little rabbit is very concerned about your sleep-talking. Cannot: Pardon me for being nosy, but after all the chatting we've done on our journey, it is hard not to take certain impressions. Have you lost your memories, or something of that sort? Option_1: ...... Cannot: I see. If that's some sort of secret, let's say I never asked. It is an uncouth question indeed, and I asked out of simple curiosity. Option_1: Some things... happened to me, and I lost some of my memories. Option_1: ...Maybe most of them. Option_1: Occasionally, I will recall some of them... just tiny fragments. Option_1: Well, maybe not occasionally. Only a few rare times. Cannot: Friend, I have a vague idea of what's going on. Cannot: Suppose your memory is a spread-out newspaper, and now, someone has spilled a bucket of paint on it. Cannot: You can only see bits and pieces of the content through the gaps in the paint, but you can't grasp the full picture of that content. Option_1: That seems like a pretty good description of my experiences. I am... a stranger to myself. Option_2: I can't even say if your analogy is accurate. I... don't know. Cannot: It sounds like something that defies all words, friend. Cannot: But I am no psychiatrist, and there is not much I can do for you. Option_1: Sometimes, I even find myself thinking about the kind of person I was before all this. Option_1: I don't know who I am. I can only piece myself together from the words of others. Cannot: That's not important, friend. Cannot: Our existence is often based on how others perceive us. The sum of your 'self' is but the feedback of auditory, visual, and emotional interaction with others. Cannot: It doesn't matter what kind of person 'you' are, but from a social point of view, it should be quite clear what kind of person others need you to be. Option_1: Do you happen to have anything that can restore memories quickly? Option_2: Do you know any tricks that could help me get my memories back as soon as possible? Option_3: Do you perhaps know some way of restoring my memory quickly after I make up my mind? Cannot: I do, but I can't recommend it. Let me think of how to put this... Cannot: Our lives are like an elastic belt. If you stretch out one side, the other side will contract. Cannot: If you want to restore your memories 'quickly,' you will have to endure many unmanageable consequences. Cannot: That quaint head of yours might not withstand such a tussle. Besides, this only applies to the most common forms of 'amnesia.' Cannot: Whether for your own sake, or for that of the little bunny who you value so much, I'd recommend just taking things easy. Cannot: By the way, the little rabbit's up. Amiya: Doctor... Good morning. Option_1: Morning, Amiya. Cannot: I'll leave you two to it then. I'm going to fetch some firewood. Amiya stands beside you quietly, watching the sun rising in the distance. The rays of light are slowly melting the cold tones of the wastelands, every piece of the rocky desert dyed by the gradually rising sun. Perhaps you have never set foot upon this land, but in a corner of Terra's vast domain, you once wandered with Amiya. You once left your footprints in this sparsely populated world. This should have been your impression, your fragments of your memory— but the truth is, this is the 'story' Kal'tsit told you. In the cold wind of the early morning, you rack your brain, trying to find a tangible thread within your hazy memory. The light of daybreak, the cold wind of the wastelands. You and Amiya, Amiya and you. You can remember, and yet you cannot remember. Amiya takes hold of your hand. Amiya: Doctor, are you okay? Option_1: ...I'm fine. Amiya: I remember it was around the same time. We spent our first night in the wastelands, and watched the sun rise over the horizon just like this. Amiya: You asked me a bunch of weird questions... Amiya: Haha... Of course, all of that happened years ago, but it seems like it was just yesterday. Option_1: Sorry, Amiya... I... Amiya: It's okay, Doctor. Amiya: As long as you're here, one day, things will get better. The next day 2:39 P.M. \ Clear Messenger Outpost Several huge engineering vehicles and armed off-road transports make a circular formation on the rocky, barren expanses, surrounding several makeshift sheds. The noisy din of generators and the roar of running Originium boilers can be heard near and far, intermingled with the loud conversations of travelers and Messengers. The Messenger Outpost, an oasis of civilization beyond the ecological oasis of the wastelands, your destination. Cannot: Finally! We've arrived safely at the post! Cannot: We didn't encounter any major difficulties on our journey, nor did a Catastrophe befall us. You are quite lucky indeed, friend. Cannot: The third car from the left is the Messenger contact station here. You might be able to contact your group there. The Messenger rates here are pretty good. Amiya: But... the room over there has the logo of Mama John's on it. Are you sure it's fine? Cannot: As long as you keep a low profile and don't cause any trouble, there won't be any problems. This is a Messenger outpost after all. Even in Columbia, few companies will go out of their way to get on the Messengers' bad side. Amiya: Doctor... Wait here for me. I don't stand out as much as you do, so I'll head down to the Messenger contact station. Amiya: Mr. Cannot, can I trouble you to stay with the Doctor for a while? I'll be right back. Cannot: Don't worry, little rabbit. I am good at hiding people from prying eyes. There won't be any problems. Option_1: ...... Cannot: Relax, friend. Look at those armed vehicles over there. Do you see those anti-armor turrets? Trust me, it's very safe here. Cannot: Here, have a sip. Cannot: It's a specialty from a local microbrewery. Give it a try. Option_1: Is this... beer? Cannot: Indeed. I've heard the owner of this microbrewery is an Infected. Unexpected, yes? Even among Columbia's pioneers, there are few who can accomplish this much. Option_1: Now is not the time to drink and make merry. Cannot: Fair enough. Why don't we go relax over there and listen to the news? Cannot: You know, the very best thing about Columbia is that they provide radio base stations for all the wasteland outposts. You can hear the news on the radio from just about anywhere. Cannot: Almost all cities have intra-city broadcasting, but the decision to cover the wilderness with base stations is unique in Terra. You should take it all in, and treat it like sightseeing. News Broadcast: ...The armed conflict that occurred in the Northern District of Tkaronto has gradually subsided. On site, police found evidence of a large-scale crossbow shoot-out, but have not apprehended any suspects... News Broadcast: ...The Tkaronto Police announced that one of the parties involved in the conflict has ties to a foreign company, 'Rhodes Island.' The specifics of this organization are not known at this time... News Broadcast: ...Some sources note that this foreign company has certain commercial conflicts with a local firm, but the spokesperson of this local business declined to comment on the matter. News Broadcast: The police believe that this may have been a terrorist attack on Tkaronto, and the specifics of this armed conflict are pending further investigation. Amiya: Doctor. Cannot: You're back, little rabbit? Amiya: The people at the Messenger contact station didn't come to work until three past noon, so we'll have to wait. Amiya: The news just now... Cannot: It sounds like your people have withdrawn successfully, which is a good thing. Cannot: But Mama John's probably got what it came for. Most regrettable. Option_1: We're the victims, but the police are looking for us. Option_2: ...... Option_3: The corporate intrigue here reminds me of Kazimierz. Cannot: Hah, something like this is a routine operation in Columbia. That bunch moved quickly and wiped their asses in advance. Cannot: Don't dwell on it, friend. Cannot: You'll leave this place soon enough. It's too late to manage this problem now, but be more mindful about it next time. Option_1: But what do they get out of a batch of semi-finished medicine samples? Option_2: Before that, Mr. Know-It-All, can you tell me why they're so desperate? Cannot: Very well... It seems that you've made up your mind. Cannot: Are you familiar with Columbia's business, my friend? How many times have you had to deal with them in the past? Amiya: Rhodes Island has had some simple dealings with a few Columbian technology companies. Cannot: Oh, I'm sure 'simple dealings' are decently good on the surface. Cannot: But, my friend, the ugly and indecent parts are not often placed on the table for everyone to see. Cannot: Come then. I will take you someplace, so you can see something fun. Corporate Staff: Next! Infected: H-Hello... I need this month's dose. Corporate Staff: Sure, let's take a look... Corporate Staff: Mr. Dave, is it? Ah yes, I saw your application. You've been a model employee this past month. Here's your monthly medicine ration. Infected Dave: Thank you... Thank you... Infected Dave: Um, would it be possible... to get next month's dose in advance? My wife is in pretty bad shape lately, and I need... Corporate Staff: Mr. Dave, according to company regulations, we are unable to provide any medication in advance. Thank you for your understanding. Corporate Staff: But as you know, we always prepare additional medicine for commercial sale, and you can always go next door to purchase more Oripathy suppressants. Infected Dave: B-But... Corporate Staff: Company regulations, Mr. Dave. Thank you for your understanding. Corporate Staff: Next! Amiya: What... what is this place? Cannot: Shhhh, hush. This is the Frontier Department of Mama John's. Keep a low profile. Amiya: They're passing out medicine to the Infected? Cannot: In Columbia, many things operate in a way unlike elsewhere in Terra. Cannot: For example, consider the wasteland pioneers— Pioneers, the lifeblood of Columbia's westward expansion, the writers of Columbia's wilderness stories, the protagonists of the Columbian dream. Cannot: They sign a contract with Mama John's and open up land in the barren wastes, establishing residential areas for Columbia and its companies. Cannot: Depending on how they work, companies will also provide them with medicine and supplies, as a sort of wage. Cannot: Here, take this. Option_1: The solid and liquid components are packaged separately. This is the medicine they distribute? Option_2: ...... Option_3: What... What on earth...? Cannot: This is the medication that they give to the Infected. You are the expert here, I doubt you need me to explain. Amiya: This is not an Oripathy suppressant. Cannot: Of course not, you know better than me. This half is a generic painkiller and the other half is a nutrient solution. Amiya: Why? Cannot: It's not a question of why, don't you see? They don't need to sell real suppressants. Cannot: These pioneers, Infected from all over the world, have never seen a real Oripathy suppressant. Cannot: Though these things can't actually suppress Oripathy itself, they can relieve the symptoms of the disease. The product of Mama John's works, and works quickly, and that's good enough for them. Cannot: The concept of 'suppressant' is new to Terra, and naturally they wouldn't know. Option_1: Since they can make painkillers, they don't need to make real suppressants... Option_1: Why do they care about our technology then? Cannot: Hahahaha... That story would be even more interesting. Cannot: Did you know, before Mama John's became a big name, they were just a donut chain. How could they have mastered the technology to produce drugs? Cannot: All their pharmaceutical production lines are purchased from other companies such as Beachbrella, Towerhill Biotech, Rhine Lab... Cannot: Now that they sell painkillers as suppressants and make so much money, do you think the other pharmaceutical companies will sit on their hands? Cannot: They've been thoroughly beaten down by other companies, but they've also learned a whole lot. This time, they've decided to directly off their partner, something that is distinctively Columbian. Cannot: With your batch of samples in hand, I suspect the landscape of their cheap drugs will soon change. Cannot: A more efficacious drug with a stronger analgesic will convince more people that this in fact is an 'Oripathy suppressant.' Amiya: How can that be allowed?! Rhodes Island's samples are not Oripathy suppressants at all. Those samples haven't been tested for safety yet and might have serious side effects. We haven't... Cannot: Let me tell you what will happen next. Cannot: Mama John's will use your technology to make more and more 'suppressants' at lower costs. Cannot: Of course, those poor pioneers will become the guinea pigs. Cannot: Will they die? Let me tell you the truth. Even without Mama John's, they will still die— Cannot: —Columbia's frontiers have been bought with the blood of the pioneers. Their life expectancy is not long regardless. Cannot: But those who remain, those whose lives were not claimed while paving the wilderness, are ever more likely to work for them in exchange for these so-called suppressants. Cannot: This medicine gives some short-term pain relief. Maybe it can even buy them a few extra years. Cannot: Then, the newspapers across Columbia's major cities will publish headline after headline of their great achievements, right on the front page. Cannot: 'Mama John's Strides Into Pharmaceuticals, Bringing New Hope to the Infected!' Cannot: Impeccable! Cannot: As for the truth, it is not at all important compared to the actual effectiveness of the analgesics. Cannot: Of course you can tell these poor people, 'those drugs that you're taking can't actually cure Oripathy, but can best be regarded as expensive painkillers and placebos.' And then what? Cannot: You keep telling the truth, saying that even the best suppressants by far can't bring back their completely normal lives and that they will continue to be accompanied by sickness and pain until they die. Cannot: On the subject of Oripathy, Rhodes Island indeed stands at the bleeding edge in this world, so you know the truth. But is it a truth that they can stomach? Cannot: And this... is Columbia, my friend. Cannot: Nothing will change, and everything makes sense. People come to Columbia with hope, create value with hope, and die with hope. Amiya: But we can't just sit around and watch them use Rhodes Island to... Cannot: See, this is very practical. Cannot: You cannot save them, nobody can save them. Not to mention, it is difficult even to protect yourselves now. Cannot: For the Infected who harbor hope in their hearts, hope never existed in the first place, and you know this better than they do. Cannot: You should contact your people sooner rather than later, and find a way to get back. Option_1: You're right, Mr. Cannot. Option_2: ...... Option_3: I don't want to admit it, but facts are facts. Amiya: Doctor... Cannot: I know, that hope is a cruel thing indeed. Cannot: When you realize it can't be undone, when you realize you are powerless, when you find yourself nothing but desperate... Cannot: Hope is enough to drive a perfectly good person mad. Cannot: People believe what they want to believe, and that makes them feel much better. You look over at Amiya. You watch her ears slowly droop, her eyes filled with sadness, then stained with helplessness. The two of you have seen much, but you both will see more still. You both understand all this, and in fact, there is no need for the wasteland merchant to explain it again. In the distance, along the border between the wastelands and the sky, the sun slowly sinks. Day is about to draw to an end in Terra's wastelands. The light is about to fade, and the twin moons will soon take its place in the sky. The sun will still rise tomorrow, but not every Infected will see the coming dawn. Even if there are enough drugs to suppress Oripathy in this place, it is too late for so many more. Nothing will change. Nothing will change? Option_1: But— Mr. Cannot. Option_1: Even if hope will continue to bring us pain, I still think it's worth it. Option_1: If we give up on hope, what is the meaning of everything we've had to endure? Amiya: Doctor...! Cannot: Oh! Quite the rousing speech, friend. Cannot: You did not convince me, for you will find it hard to do so, but I felt the sincerity of your emotions. Cannot: I do like how you still refuse to bow to reality despite having seen it, though to be honest, you've already embarrassed yourselves. Cannot: Let's put that speech aside for now. I know that you two are very practical people, so I will also pose a very practical question. I'm quite curious, what will you do next? Cannot: You've already arrived at the Messenger Outpost at the border, and you will be leaving this place soon. Cannot: Do you plan to turn around and head back? What then? Cannot: To be frank, my friend, unless you have some way of getting your things back from them, you will have a very hard time resolving these matters. Cannot: Will you charge there single-handedly with all guns blazing? Should I lend you a burdenbeast so you can look like a hero of the vale from the indigenous Columbian peoples' folklore? Cannot: Oh, I almost forgot, you can't fight. Amiya: Mr. Cannot, please don't say that about the Doctor. Option_1: No, Amiya, he's right. Option_1: Sometimes, we don't necessarily need to use force. Option_2: We can use their own ways to resolve the problem— and I just happen to have some practice. Option_3: In order to get Rhodes Island out of here safely, we have to get crafty. Cannot: From the sound of things, you plan to appeal to reason? Four days later 4:01 P.M. \ Clear Columbia Detention Center Columbian Police: Alright, you can leave now. Option_1: Thank you. Thank you very much. Amiya: Doctor! Option_1: It went well, Amiya. Amiya: Don't do that again! I was really... I was worried sick! Cannot: You played your bag of tricks quite well, my friend. Very clever. Cannot: I'm glad that the little excursion I took you on was not in vain, nor was me waiting out here for a few days. I really did underestimate you. Cannot: But, I am a bit scared of you now, my friend. Option_1: I'll take that as a compliment. Option_2: ...It's alright. Option_3: To be honest, I was a bit scared too when I woke up to a bucket-head. Amiya: I... I still don't understand... what happened. Cannot: Simply stated... our clever friend here voluntarily surrendered to Columbian Customs and Border Protection, saying that your company had smuggled a batch of Oripathy-related drugs into Columbia. Cannot: If you know anything about Columbian laws, you should know that Oripathy-related drugs are the most strictly-regulated medical products. Cannot: The company that lobbied to implement this law in the past spent a lot of efforts to monopolize the drug market in Columbia. Cannot: The information provided by our friend here definitely alarmed the Columbian Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Arts Units, and Originium, and they certainly aren't easy to deal with. Cannot: Per protocol, the Bureau's security forces went there in no time and seized all items in this smuggled product trade. Amiya: But, we have complete contracts and records of our cooperation with them, which should be easy to find... Cannot: Hahaha, that's the important part. Cannot: Miss Rabbit, when they chose to attack you, they had no intention of leaving any footprints. They have destroyed all evidence of this cooperation, and nothing would match up in the investigation. Cannot: So what kind of situation will prevent a company from leaving behind any evidence of a transaction? Cannot: What else but shady business. Amiya: So it was the Columbian government that seizes all the samples... Cannot: According to law, they will destroy these smuggled goods, and then? There's nothing after that. Mama John's is pretty much omnipotent around here, but what if the scope extends to cover all of Columbia? Cannot: Columbian Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Arts Units, and Originium. Their name might be a mouthful, but they have some competent people. And they'll be watching closely. Amiya: I understand now... But even with that being the case, won't Rhodes Island have a blackened record? Cannot: Hahaha, this is Columbia after all. There's not a company out there with a perfectly wiped rear. Cannot: Pay a fine, sign off on the ticket, and it won't be long until people forget about it— perhaps, people might have stopped caring already. Cannot: After all, in order to cover their ass, Mama John's might have inadvertently given Rhodes Island its best cover— and in case the Bureau really came for Rhodes Island, they would be the ones in trouble. Cannot: Of course, your Doctor did spend three days in the Bureau's detention room, which is its own price. Amiya: It's hard for me to evaluate this move, Doctor... Amiya: Dr. Kal'tsit is going to be mad. Option_1: That she will be, but if there's anything I know about her... Option_2: I'll just tell her I learned it from watching her. Blaze: I wouldn't mouth off like that if I were you... Option_1: Oh, Blaze. The gang's all here. The well-built Feline operator is looking at you with eyes of helplessness. Blaze: Doctor, you caused a real big uproar this time around... Blaze: Fines, fees, jail time, and even the Columbian government investigating illegitimate business practices... Blaze: But I have no clue how you managed to sort it all out. I almost had to call Dr. Kal'tsit myself. Blaze: How the hell are you gonna explain all this to her when you get back? Option_1: I... have my ways. Option_2: ...... Option_3: Uhh, beg for mercy. Amiya: Doctor! Please don't ever take a gamble like this in the future. We could contact the ship and wait for support! Amiya: Besides, Rhodes Island actually has a contingency plan for dealing with situations like this. Option_1: At least the trip through the wastelands was fun, wasn't it? Amiya: Fun? ...I suppose, just a little... Amiya: Doctor! Don't change the subject! Amiya: After we get back, you have to tell the whole truth to Dr. Kal'tsit. I'll help you with the report. Option_1: Okay... Option_2: Thanks... Cannot: Then I suppose it is time to part ways, my friend. Cannot: As I said before, our journey together was most enjoyable. Option_1: Yes, it definitely was. Thank you so much, Mr. Cannot. Option_2: Thanks for everything. We may meet again someday. Cannot: I do believe we will meet again in the near future. Cannot: Until then, I wish you good health. See you later. Blaze: Who was that? Gave me the sense there was something else under that nice front of his... Amiya: Doctor? Option_1: Hmm? Amiya: There's something I'd like to ask you... Amiya: Back then, you said you needed Mr. Cannot to do a little favor for you. What was it? Three days ago 3:27 P.M. \ Clear Somewhere in the wastelands Cannot: You're a real crazy one, friend. Cannot: That's a rather destructive trick you've got there. Cannot: So, what do you need my help with? Option_1: Though we don't want to use force, I still want to keep the option open. Option_1: I would like your people to protect Amiya, up until she leaves safely. Option_2: Maybe your people can ensure that Rhodes Island doesn't come under attack. Option_3: In case of emergency, I'd like your people to do some clean-up work for me. Cannot: Oi! Hold up, easy now. Cannot: What do you mean by 'my people?' Option_1: Mr. Cannot, I hope you can at least be honest with me now. Option_2: We've been followed the whole way, right? Option_3: We might just be lucky, as you said. But is it really just luck? Cannot: ...... The strange man has gone silent, but you can't judge his expression under the thick bucket helm. However, you feel that the silence harbors neither anger nor dissatisfaction. Cannot: Well done, Dr. {@nickname}. Cannot: I thought my friends did a good job concealing themselves. This whole time, I took you for an intelligent but overly sentimental person. Cannot: You truly are full of surprises. Cannot: Well then, Dr. {@nickname}. Cannot: Of course I can help you with this little favor, though I believe that with Miss Amiya's skills, she won't really need my help. Cannot: But business is business, and what can you offer me? Option_1: I'll turn a blind eye to the documents you took from our car. Option_1: How does that sound to you? Cannot: Hahaha... Cannot: Beautifully played, friend. It's a deal. Option_1: If everything goes well, we will see you in three days. Cannot: Of course, my friend. I wish you the best of luck. Cannot: ...... Cannot: All right, you can come out now. Fiends Gang Member: You alone? Is it over? Cannot: Not quite. The upcoming show should be quite entertaining. Fiends Gang Member: That one's extremely dangerous. We shouldn't let 'em go. Rusthammer Member: We could come up against that Rhodes Island. Why should we help them? Cannot: Just trust me. The existence of an organization like theirs is good for us. Cannot: The longer such people live, the more interesting this world will become. Cannot: Let's go, friends. We still have a lot of work to do.
It's me. I've reached the target destination. I have visual confirmation of the smoke signal's coordinates. ...It's been a while since our last fight with the other mercenaries. We've taken some losses. But they hid plenty of supplies in the underground bunker. We won't come back empty-handed. Mm, yeah. The scout can go on ahead. I'll catch up soon. ...Right, there was an unexpected casualty. W is dead. Ines: ... Ines: You're talking like it was hell on earth out there, but you look perfectly fine to me. Ines: Or are you talking it up to get a pity bonus? Hoederer: Well, it's not like you had to go out of your way to leave camp to pick us up. Who asked you to be such a worrywart? Ines: I don't give a shit about anyone. Quit projecting. Hoederer: If W hadn't stayed behind to create an opening for us, none of us would've made it out. Ines: ... Ines: ...When did it happen? Hoederer: Two hours ago, when our communications were cut off. The squad got ambushed. Hoederer: W blew apart the ruins and gave us a chance to escape. He fought until the bitter end. Ines: Poor guy. Hoederer: Yeah. If only he made it back to camp alive. His kill count was well past mine. He would've come out as top merc, easy. Hoederer: Forget it, no point talking about that stuff now. At least he's earned his rest. Ines: With the enemy routed, we should probably bring him back? Hoederer: Impossible. We can't risk exposing ourselves like that. Don't want to get caught out. Hoederer: Why would you even want to? Were you two that close? Nobody told me. Ines: He had a bunch of loot on him. That's all I care about. Hoederer: It wasn't that much. Some of the other guys brought in bigger hauls. Hoederer: When the war ends, we can go back to the good old days. Hoederer: ...If the war ends. Ines: Hmph... Hoederer: We can sit around and commiserate later. We'd better get out of here before sunset if we don't want to be the center of attention. Hoederer: Head back to camp and muster the troops. Ines: Hmm—? Ines: Is that an order, 'Second' Lieutenant Hoederer? Hoederer: ...We've lost contact with the other squads. As of right now, I'm your commanding officer. Ines: We're the same rank. Sigh.... Hoederer: ...Ines, let's hurry back to the rendezvous point. Then we can contact the client again to renegotiate our deal. Hoederer: That's a suggestion, not an order. All right? Ines: Hmph... Ines: How much you think we can milk W's death for? Hoederer: A lot. Hoederer: He was a helluva merc. Everybody knew. Ines: At least... his death won't be in vain. Ines: In the end, did he leave anything— Ines: —Shh! Ines: Someone's coming. Three o'clock. Not one of ours. Hoederer: ... Ines: Just one. Get out. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Ines: A Sarkaz...? One of the natives? Ines: No, wait... You have W's gun and knife in your hands... Ines: Who the hell are you? Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Ines: Not talking? Then, die. Hoederer: Wait, hold up. Hoederer: She followed us here. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Ines: ...You let her follow you? Hoederer: We haven't exactly been dragging our feet, but she's kept up with us purely through her own skills, even after grabbing W's gear. Hoederer: She's an 'experienced' Sarkaz, and I may need a local guide when it's time to bounce. Ines: —Are you insane? Isn't that all the more reason to kill her right here? Ines: If you want us all dead, you might as well just do it yourself. Hoederer: I wouldn't dare. Ines: What if she's an assassin? What if she leads us straight into a trap? Ines: Did you forget how many people in Kazdel want your head? Hoederer: Oh? How many? Ines: ...There's one right in front of you. Ines: You've got a huge bounty on your head. But for the time being, I'd rather it stay on your shoulders. Don't get too full of yourself. Hoederer: I appreciate your diligence and frugality, but I'm not joking around either. Hoederer: She took the risk to pick up W's knife and gun, and had the stones to walk right up to us. Hoederer: What are your Arts telling you? Is she hostile? Ines: ...No sane person would just take in a totally unknown Sarkaz. Hoederer: Yeah, that's the difference between you and me. Hoederer: On my way back, I gave her a whole bunch of openings, and she... threw little stones at me. Hoederer: An interesting display of good will, wouldn't you agree? Ines: ...Huh? Hoederer: According to the old ways, we might want to give her a chance. Hoederer: This war has thinned out our ranks. We could recruit some more Sarkaz, just as mysterious as her, but I'd rather hand-pick someone myself. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Ines: But, she's an outsider. Our ways don't apply to— Ines: —You know what, forget it. Ines: I'm leaving in ten minutes. I don't care how many come with me. Ines: But if you're gonna give me any more corpses to deal with, I don't care whose, you better make it quick. Hoederer: Heh. Quite the impatient one, aren't you. Hoederer: ...All right, you. Listen carefully. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Hoederer: You're holding our fallen comrade's relics there. Hoederer: Put them down, and you can walk out of here alive. You'll have to find somewhere else to die, but at least you'll buy yourself some extra time. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Hoederer: ... Hoederer: This is your last chance. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ... Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: Last... chance? Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: ...I don't think I ever had a choice. The second I turn around, you draw your blade and cut me down. Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: This whole time... your other hand has been on that hilt. Hoederer: ...Very good. Hoederer: You may have seen us before, or maybe you worked for someone else. None of that concerns me. Hoederer: But, you understand what it means to take up the weapons of the fallen, yes? Disheveled Sarkaz Woman: Of course. Hoederer: In that case, prepare to evacuate first. We'll talk details later. Hoederer: Now, go rejoin the squad— Hoederer: —'W.' There is no end to war. And there is no end to our fight. It is as if war is the tool that we have always relied on for survival. ...Mm, I am convinced of that. Some still harbor reservations in their heart, while others have grown accustomed to that fact. The latter live, the former die. And some people... were born to play this role. What a pleasant surprise. When I saw her in those crumbling ruins, I knew for sure... She would reign supreme among the Sarkaz warriors.
Major Commentator: Fifteen knights, fifteen chances to take first prize! Major Commentator: Who's the Knight tonight?! Who are you betting on?! And who's going to walk out of the bloodbath with a handful of gold? Who'll stride through the storm to win our admiration?! Major Commentator: We're ten minutes away from the official start of the match! Don't miss this chance to get filthy rich overnight! You'd only end up kicking yourself! Now let's witness the birth of a rising star! Sona: What's your name? An Indifferent Knight: Do you need something? Sona: C'mon, drop the act for a minute. It's not every day you see a Zalak knight around here, so I'm just popping over to say hi, that's all. An Indifferent Knight: ...... Sona: Nervous? An Indifferent Knight: Are you... Infected too? Sona: I mean, who wouldn't be? Only Infected would fight a match like this... our lives are a goddamned game here. An Indifferent Knight: ...... Sona: What'cha staring at me for? Spooky. An Indifferent Knight: It's just... you seem a little... familiar. Sona: Mmm? Trying to cozy up to me? An Indifferent Knight: No. Maybe you're right about Zalak knights... being pretty uncommon. Sona: Well, since life's bundled us together, how about we team up? An Indifferent Knight: Huh? An Indifferent Knight: Quit playing around. I'm in this to— Sona: To give the knight nobility a little hands-on knock-knock? An Indifferent Knight: ...How do you... Sona: Got it in your eyes. Sona: It's too obvious. There's disdain, there's anger, and they've been your bywords for a little too long—those couple of bigshot knights up in the stands, they're beginning to notice you, y'know? An Indifferent Knight: This place isn't worth that. Sona: Don't jump to conclusions, okay... take a look around. What are the different kinds of Infected knights around here? Sona: Some bought up by the big shots as a little gambling pastime. There's a share in it for them if they make it, and if they lose, hoo boy, let's not get into that. Sona: Of course, you've got some anonymous nobodies, thirsty for a real-ass high-riding knight or some merchant to pick them out. Thirsty to become... a tool. Sona: They've got no other way. Infected never get any other way. An Indifferent Knight: What are you getting at? Sona: C'mon. Let's team up, okay? Sona: Your chances in a melee, see, they're always better with a little personal alliancing, y'know? An Indifferent Knight: So why do you want to win, then? For the prize money? Sona: No. Because I can't let anyone else win. An Indifferent Knight: —The hell. Sona: There's something going on behind this match. A couple Infected... I'm not too sure yet, but my worry's they've 'settled on it,' so to speak. Sona: They've decided to trample the others, haul themselves on up, for better odds of survival. Sona: The only real choice, right? Too real for plenty here to not be thinking it. Sona: —That's why I can't let them win. If someone wins, someone loses. Big whoop. But if someone's living, then... someone's dying. An Indifferent Knight: A vague sense of justice isn't gonna win you much trust. An Indifferent Knight: But—sure. Right now is make-or-break for Knights Association approval... An Indifferent Knight: I'm in. Zalak and Zalak. Beats teaming with some rando any day. Sona: Eh? For real? An Indifferent Knight: If you just came over to screw with me, then I'm gonna start with you. Sona: Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, I'm real. Let's take this melee together, Ashley. An Indifferent Knight: Greynuty Kaliska. Sona: ...Kaliska...? An Indifferent Knight: Joke of a surname. Just pretend you don't know, even if you've heard it before. Major Commentator: Now! Let's welcome— Sona: You can call me Sona, Ashley. Greynuty: ...Sona. Sona: Mmm? What's up? Greynuty: Back then, at the end, you took my points out of nowhere, didn't you? Sona: ...Ahaha... Ashley, c'mon... that was, uh... Sona: C'mon, are you still not over that? Greynuty: Don't you think I might be a little stuck on it? Sona: Well... Greynuty: But not because you stole the crown from me. Sona: Uh... Greynuty: You said you couldn't let anyone else win... and I was just the same. Sona: Urgh! Greynuty: What are you overreacting for? We'd only just met then. It's normal not to trust. Sona: No, well... uh... actually, yeah... Greynuty: Look, weren't we going to see how the Infected ghetto was doing? Let's move. Sona: Allow me! To come up with an excuse! To restore our bonds of Knightclub trust—! Greynuty: Since when were we in a Knightclub?! Sona: ...Heh. Sona: Since sooner or later, Ashley. Greynuty: You mean... that Knightclub for Infected? Sona: Pinus Sylvestris. Sona: I came from around Victoria, if you're curious. Plenty of that sort of pine tree around, back when I was young. These days they're long gone, though. Greynuty: ...Pinus sylvestris? Pinus... sylvestris... Greynuty: You were one of those Zalaks who got hit by that Catastrophe?! You got left for dead by the knights too—the Kaliskas abandoned you... Sona: Let it go, Ashley. It's bygone stuff. Greynuty: But... then your infection was... my family's fault? Sona: Didn'tcha already break from your family? They don't count as family anymore, then. Sona: You're not feeling any guilt for me, not on my watch. Oh, right, weren't you just talking about how I stole your championship? Sona: We're even. Greynuty: ...... An Infected Knight: So you're... 'Flametail' Sona? Sona: You know me, then. An Infected Knight: Haha, not many Infected around who win knight titles. I know them all. An Infected Knight: So Pinus Sylvestris is led by the one and only 'Flametail' Sona... that puts me at ease, then. Sona: You look after those kids? An Infected Knight: I do. Er, but I only took them in... and a couple of them aren't Infected, actually. I was gonna send them to an aid station somewhere. An Infected Knight: So I can't come along for the ride. Sorry, Flametail. Sona: Can I get your name, at least? An Infected Knight: ...Jamie. Call me Jamie. Sona: Jamie, then. You said you know a couple Infected knights? Sona: Every Infected keeping up the independent fight is an ally in waiting. Sona: I remember one making a big splash lately... a Liberi, a sniper. An Infected Knight: You're right, and there's a Kuranta... she's 'Leader' to a couple Infected knights, and to others, 'Wild Mane.' A Wild Knight: ...Spit. Sona: Yo, Iwona. Tired? A Wild Knight: Hey there, Sona. A Wild Knight: You, uh... seem pretty smooth rolling, still. Strong stuff. Sona: Not really. Just... always gotta keep up some of the lax act. A Wild Knight: You tired too? Didn't know you felt it. Figured you were always like that, on the forward march. Sona: Ahaha... A Wild Knight: Hah. That proves you trust me, though. Looking that beat in front of me. A Wild Knight: So, this, uh... Armorless Union biz. How do we deal with 'em? Sona: Do everything we can to keep them from knowing where exactly the Infected are settled. A Wild Knight: So long as they hide in the city, an Infected's got nowhere to go. A Wild Knight: We'll get found sooner or later, Sona. This isn't gonna solve anything. A Wild Knight: You need to think of some way— Sona: Mmm. A Wild Knight: —Nah, maybe we oughtn'ta dump everything on your back. I'm sorry. A Wild Knight: Yeah, chewing over stuff like this isn't my style, but you oughtn'ta run your own load too heavy, Sona. We're here for you. Sona: ...... Sona: Mmm! A Cold-Looking Knight: ...... A Spectating Knight A: She's an Infected, isn't she? How'd she get so many points...? A Spectating Knight B: Not just that, Night of Knights had a whole spread for her interview a few days ago! A Spectating Knight A: They either take underground fights for money, or uncompenasted battles just to get a title from the Association. How do Infected like her even survive? Greynuty: So that's Justyna? Greynuty: She looks frail as a twig. Where's the skill? Sona: You ever hear the one about books and covers? Sona: But the papers haven't, uh... been duly proper to her lately. Greynuty: How many times have they ever been proper to Infected? Greynuty: Actually, forget Infected. When have the media ever cared about being fair to anyone? Sona: Can we believe anything that Armorless goon said? Greynuty: It's something to go off. Beats having no ideas at all. Greynuty: What's our plan? A Spectating Knight: That's what I'm talking about—Justyna! Get that Feather Knight! A Spectating Knight: To the left! Behind the stone bunker! Yeah! That's it—no, no! Don't peek out, you'll be clocked—nooo! Sona: She's pretty popular, huh. Greynuty: Might not wanna join us? Greynuty: If she keeps doing what she's doing, she'll be titled sooner or later. Make a killing riding the wave of popularity, and maybe she can go find somewhere quiet to live out her days. Greynuty: If she's that kind of Infected, can we really talk them into helping us? Sona: We can't talk anyone over. Sona: But this city forces Infected to make a choice in the end. Sona: Honestly, it might just force everyone. Greynuty: I hardly ever see you this pessimistic. Sona: You're the one who asked! Greynuty: I'm here hoping the Flametail Knight'll declare to me 'no problem, it's all under control.' Sona: ...haha. Sona: No problem... it's all under control. Iwona: The Adeptus Sprawiedliwi?! Sona: Shh— Justyna: ...Still not certain. Justyna: Besides, it's still ambiguous how the Adeptus treat Infected. Greynuty: How would any of those knight families give a thought for the Infected? Greynuty: We're just outsiders to them. They'd never let us get away. Iwona: No matter how arrogant they are, I'd still take five hundred of them over the K.G.C.C. Dumb shameless assholes. Greynuty: You've got a soft spot for campaign knights. Iwona: Ha, they're the knights who fought Ursus off the grasslands! Tops clowns on stage winning points with the audience any day! Justyna: ...Ursus. All I know of them is the news I saw when I was young... Iwona: Ursus lost their war with Higashi. Of course the knights cranked up the publicity machine. Greynuty: You... know about the war between Ursus and Higashi too? Iwona: Hey, they forced me to read a dead tree or two when I was young. It was all stuff on the modern history of the campaign knights. Justyna: I can't imagine it. Justyna: Iwona sitting at a table, holding a book. It's too farfetched. Inconceivable. Iwona: What? Sona: You're from a campaign knight family, I think? Sona: Studying's not... outta the question... for you, I guess, haha... Iwona: Keh! Is this how you all see me?! Iwona: Ten years after the Tenth Kazimierz-Ursus War, the Emperor of Ursus got seriously sick, and everything annexed from Kazimierz fell into the nobles' hands. Iwona: The crown prince picked up on the corruption inside the military even before succession, goading two Armies to rise up, as a distraction. Iwona: No way the Ursus nobles could ever agree on one plan, but they were all born and raised in this nation of chaos. They sent their own forces out against Higashi without any argument, so they could cover up their own crimes... Iwona: Which led to Higashi launching an attack of their own on Ursus far beyond what anyone expected, and in the end, the decisive battle took place inside Ursus territory. Sona: Jeez. Didn't know you had straight history lectures in you, Iwona. Greynuty: No clarification on those bits that obviously got mixed in. Iwona: At that point in Kazimierz, a good deal of the knights thought they should strike while Ursus was up to their ears in it, and in all the unrest, they'd take back the cities they lost ten years ago... Sona: Iwona? Iwona: ...and that was 1072. 25 years ago. Iwona: My grandparents were there with the scouts who resisted Ursus, only to get strangled by the Army before they could really rise up. I wish I got to know them. Sona: ...... Iwona: Hey, don't take it so hard. That's the past. I'm not a campaign knight anymore, so I jump when you say jump, Sona. Iwona: Enough about me. Let's talk your plans now. Sona: This morning, Jamie got three, maybe four new Infected in on his end. Sona: Miners, infected in a small industrial accident, but the contractor declined to reimburse their medical fees, so with nowhere to go, they ended up with the police out for them. Sona: And that's not the end... we've had over ten normal Infected join us this month already, right? Sona: They live in the darkest, dankest corners of the Grand Knight Territory... we've got no way to settle them. Greynuty: ...Sona. Sona: We've still got time. We've got power. We'll find a way. Sona: But... I won't... let any innocent Infected end up risking themselves with us. Sona: If the Adeptus really will let us all have legal identities again, live on in Kazimierz, then— We have no other choice. Sona: —Man, this is some party. Armorless Union Member: Flametail Knight, Sona. Armorless Union Member: You are suspected of illegally harboring Infected, publicly violating the Knights Association's code of conduct. Put an end to your resistance. Armorless Union Member: Hand over the illegal Infected, and we will report your case to the Knights Association. Sona: Musta missed this. Armorless have authority to help settle biz for the police and knights now? Armorless Union Member: ...... Sona: Let's all be honest. Don't you guys feel ashamed when you use the law as this big pompous excuse? Armorless Union Member: Your provocations will get you nowhere, Flametail Knight. Armorless Union Member: You have already overstepped the mark. Here in the Grand Knight Territory, drawing the Chamber's gaze is tantamount to death. Sona: Death? That's some scary stuff there. Armorless Union Member: A biological death is not death's only sense, Flametail Knight. Armorless Union Member: The more chances for survival Kazimierz accords us, the more deaths it creates for us down the line. Armorless Union Member: All hands, take aim! Armorless Union Member: —Shelling from the rear?! Greynuty: Sona! I'm here! Armorless Union Member: It's backup from Pinus Sylvestris Knightclub! Surround them! Iwona: Justyna! Justyna: Roger. Laying cover fire. Iwona: Sorry, Sona, I'm going in! Platinum: Do Infected cry? Armorless Union Member: What? Platinum: Infected. I don't mean the knights who had the guts to resist the Chamber. I mean all the normal Infected. Platinum: They just got Oripathy, right? Armorless Union Member: Er... yes? Platinum: They're not monsters. And they're not scum of the earth either. Platinum: I'm not all that into this assignment. Armorless Union Member: Don't ever let the Lazurites hear you say that! Armorless Union Member: But still, have you found some sort of compassion for them, Platinum? Platinum: Huh. Compassion... not really, I guess. I don't even get the time for myself, after all. Platinum: Compassion's a luxury kinda deal these days. Armorless Union Member: ...Ha. Platinum: I've got other assignments. Dealing with the Infected is pretty small-time. You guys have it. Platinum: It doesn't matter what tantrums Adeptus throws at the K.G.C.C., neither's gonna wanna keep Infected in the Grand Knight Territory. Platinum: The nobles aren't gonna care whether Infected live or die, are they? Sona: ...How the... An Infected Knight: Flametail! An Infected Knight: It's the Armorless... the Armorless suddenly attacked us! Sona: Stay calm. What went down? An Infected Knight: They sealed off the street nearby two hours ago. We were busted long ago. And then they... used gas to force us out of the houses...! Sona: — An Infected Knight: A few knights picked up on it. They used their own bodies to block the Armorless's shots, but some still... Sona: ...... An Infected Knight: Where...? An Infected Knight: Where do we go next? If the Armorless Union got us the first time, they'll get us the second, the third... we... Sona: Save the eulogies. First, we need to... move the rest of the Infected. An Infected Knight: Should we get out of the Grand Knight Territory? Go somewhere in the countryside... An Infected Knight: At least! At least get the Infected civilians out of here— Greynuty: We've been leaning on our knighthood so hard to give them some kind of cover. Greynuty: When there's no knighthood involved, when they're out of the Grand Knight Territory, it's only gonna get worse for them... An Infected Knight: So we just... take it?! We give up and accept this?! Sona: ...The Adeptus. Sona: We still have... that on the table, don't we. Greynuty: Sona! Iwona: I'm back. Justyna: How was it? Sona: I was dealing with an old knight... Definitely one of the Adeptus higher-ups, no doubt about it. Greynuty: Best we don't trust the Grand Knight Territory nobles too hard, Sona. Sona: It was Demian... vice-president of the Knights Association. Greynuty: ......! Iwona: Ha, there's a big guy for you. VP Demian, the renowned campaign knight. Iwona: I remember him. Huge ruckus for the news when he was discharged and came back to the Territory to do boring old civil service. Iwona: A descendant of the heroes, like that one Maria girl. Justyna: And the conditions...? Justyna: If you're back here, that means there's been actual headway, correct? What conditions did the Adeptus Sprawiedliwi set? Sona: A separation. A Great Separation. Sona: He wants to borrow our efforts... to put this city... to sleep. Greynuty: ...... Justyna: ...... Iwona: ...Uh. What's that mean? Sona: That's how the plan goes, roughly. Sona: We can do this... right? Greynuty: Are you asking me? Greynuty: Maybe. I'm not giving up until I see those dumb knight nobles bowing to me. Sona: You guys? Iwona: Real simple plan. We fail if we're not strong enough. We get even stronger next time, we're good. Iwona: Long as we don't die, yeah? Justyna: ...Relax. Uncoil, don't get nervous. Justyna: Pinus Sylvestris just needs to stay Pinus Sylvestris... and we'll be fine. Justyna: Whether or not we succeed, we only have one way open to us. There's no difference, really. Sona: ...Difference, huh. Sona: ...... Greynuty: Sona! Sona: Hm? Greynuty: You've been zoning out a lot lately. What's wrong? Sona: Nah... nothing, really. Sona: Let's go. We've gotta find a place for the Infected, still. ...... ...... Run away... hurry! Away from the sawdust... fire everywhere... chokes your sinuses... the soil's too hot to touch... Ore... Originium... gashing... The Kaliskas abandoned their subjects— Sona: —! Sona: (Did I... fall asleep? On a bench?) Sona: Ashley'd be on my case again if she was sitting here. Sona: Phew... Sona: Lot of people... out on the street. Sona: (Infected under the Knights Association's supervision aren't allowed to walk around freely.) Sona: (If all these pedestrians... knew there was an Infected out in broad moonlight here, I wonder what they'd think?) Sona: ...... Without knowing why, a thought flits through Sona's mind. 'They wouldn't think much.' Pedestrians bustle, coming and going as life demands, melting together under the rainbow lights. The Zalak called 'Flametail' silently watches the city before her. Sona: Hm? Oh, hey, it's Ashley. What's up— Greynuty: Trouble! Sona, they found the underground shelter! Greynuty: We're not gonna make it in time to move everyone! Whoever we save, we save! Hurry, get back— Sona: This is an Infected... Sona: Right here!
It's been a long time since we've last seen each other. During this time... you've been teetering on the edge of a cliff. You may have forgotten who you are, but just remembering your name is enough. ...It's time. Don't linger here for too long. After all, you aren't my guest yet, nor should you even be here. She still needs you. December 23rd. You may not remember what this date means to you. And this will thrust you into peril. ... No... You must try to remember. Distant Voice: ...consciousness... Distant Voice: Circulation resumed... vitals stabilized... cardioplegia solution injected... Distant Voice: Body temperature low... administering Hexamethasone 20 c.c., now... Distant Voice: Get the hemostat! Distant Voice: ...Conditions stable... beginning resection... be careful of VFib... Distant Voice: ...Sorry... Distant Voice: For making you suffer again... ???: ... ???: Doctor... ???: ...hand! ???: Take my... ???: Take my hand!! ???: ... ???: Emergency... ???: ...Help... ???: ...It's done...! ???: Doctor, Doctor! ???: Medic, how's Doctor doing? ???: But, just a moment ago... we were holding hands... ???: So why... why is Doctor still not waking up...? Medic: Amiya! Don't panic, just calm down first! Amiya: Ah... S-sorry. Medic: You always get so flustered when it comes to the doctor. Medic: But, Amiya, if the worst came to pass... what would you do then? Amiya: ...I'm already mentally prepared for that. We would continue to follow the plan. Medic: ...I understand. Anyway, I'll do what you requested. Amiya: All right... I appreciate it. Amiya: About the Doctor... Medic: Don't worry, Amiya. All the vital signs are stable now. Medic: I'll do one more inspection, just for you. Amiya: Thank you... Thank you very much! Medic: Mhm. Breathing is slightly shallow, but blood pressure is normal. There should be no cause for concern. Amiya: ...! Medic: ... Medic: Are you awake? Medic: Amiya, it's a success! The Doctor has woken up! Amiya: Doctor...? Amiya: I'm so happy... Doctor... Medic: Ah, careful! You mustn't do that... Medic: Don't try to move yet. Your body still hasn't fully adapted to this. Amiya: Doctor...? Option_1: Who... are you? Amiya: Ah, Doctor... It's me... Amiya: ... Amiya: It's me, Amiya. Amiya: We've come to rescue you. Option_1: ...Who... am I...? Amiya: You... Amiya: You're a member of Rhodes Island, just like us... Amiya: ...as well as my partner. Amiya: ...Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: You're the most important person to me. Amiya: Doctor... you don't remember? Option_1: ...Can I trust you? Option_2: ... Option_3: I see... Pleased to meet you, Amiya. Amiya: ... Amiya: I understand. I know this is a bit much to take in right now. Amiya: I don't expect you to remember everything right away, and I'm not asking you to trust me right now. Amiya: Dr. {@nickname}, do you really not remember me at all...? Amiya: ... Amiya: Even if that's the case... I won't give up. Amiya: We've already sacrificed so much, just to find you... Amiya: Ah, um, hello. Amiya: ... Amiya: I, I don't know how to put this, but so many things have changed from before. Amiya: That includes me as well. Amiya: However, you'll always be the most important person to me, Doctor. No matter what happens, this will never change. Amiya: So that's why, please... give me a little more time. Amiya: However little it might be... Option_1: ... Medic: Does the doctor... really have amnesia? Amiya: ... Amiya: I'm sure everything will be fine if we give Doctor some space... Option_1: Where is this... Amiya: It's safe here— Amiya: Huh? What's happening— Heavily-Armed Man: Amiya, we've got a problem! Heavily-Armed Man: Someone broke into the facility! Heavily-Armed Man: The way they're dressed... they don't look like Ursus soldiers! Reunion Member: ... Heavily-Armed Man: What's the meaning of this?! Heavily-Armed Man: They're attacking! Amiya, they're heavily equipped with weapons! Medic: Aaaahh! Amiya: Be careful, everyone! Take cover, and protect Doctor! Amiya: These outfits... are they from the Reunion Movement? But how is that possible... Amiya: Guards, prepare for battle! Guard: Roger! Guard: Curses... Are they after the Doctor?! Amiya: No... Nobody else should know about the Doctor being here. Amiya: Are you able to reach Kal'tsit? Guard: I'm not sure why, but the equipment isn't working! Amiya: ...Someone has cut off our communications. Amiya: Have we been discovered by the Ursus government? Guard: What do we do now? Amiya: Kal'tsit won't be able to command the battle as we had originally planned. Amiya: ... Amiya: ...Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: I hope that... you'll be able to take command. Medic: Isn't that a bit too risky? The Doctor only just came to... Amiya: I'd like... to give it a try. Amiya: Even without memories, Doctor has... Amiya: ...fought alongside us before. ???: Thank you for all of your guidance... Amiya: ... Amiya: We've been through so much together... Amiya: Doctor... I just know that you'll be able to do it. ???: I know that you'll lead us to victory. Amiya: I understand that asking you to do this is very sudden and inconsiderate. Amiya: But... Please, lend us your aid. Amiya: We'll be supporting you! Option_1: Let's push them back first! Option_2: ... Option_3: We have no choice but to fight back, right? Amiya: Mm... I don't want to drag you into this. Amiya: But right now, we need your wisdom more than ever, Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: I hope that a part of you will reawaken during combat. Amiya: Even though you might have doubts about yourself... Amiya: But I believe in you. Amiya: I know you can do this. Amiya: Please take command... of Rhodes Island!
Theresis: Our project is near to its close. Theresa: I hear the sound of the storm, and so do they. Theresa: They're telling me now, how they like this sound. They're dying to become a part of the storm, to howl wantonly through the air, to go and devour this hateful city before us. Theresis: Perfect. Theresis: In ten days, our airship will be complete. From there, they'll be able to take to Londinium's skies, and serve as the storm's very pilots. Theresa: I'll be going with them. Theresis: That suits our plan. You are the optimal candidate to command our air forces, given I must be defending The Shard. Theresa: No, Theresis, that isn't what I mean. Theresa: They and I, as one, can but only go together. Theresis: — Theresis: Good. Theresis: Prior to their departure, you are to continue fulfilling your duty. Theresis: The Royal Court needs you, and our soldiers need their most trustworthy monarch. Theresis: Moreover, you are more proficient in building than I am, by all rights. Our construction rate has sped up by ten percent since you began attending Court meetings. Theresa: I would not forget what I am meant to do. Theresa: Also. I noticed you deposed of those... guards. The Confessarii have given you no end of grief for that, have they? Theresis: Deposing of the guards about you was the Military Commission's decision. We need more sentries, so we can answer to the greatest period of danger. Theresa: If needs be, I can enter the battlefield too. Theresis: Stay here. This tower... and the airship. Those lie at the core of our plans. Theresis: Once these two projects are through and done with, Kazdel will possess the power to fend off all nations. Theresa: Fend off all nations, you say... Theresa: I've always known of your ambitions, but it makes it no less unbelievable to hear every time. Theresis: Hasn't it always plagued you that they would not permit us to rise again? Theresis: Very soon, you will be plagued no longer. Theresa: Indeed. Theresa: —If even the bearing of the storm is ours to control, who would still be occupied by the dark clouds floating at its head? Theresis: In the past, we Sarkaz let our enemies pursue us. Theresis: Time and time again we stood up in the ruins, and time again we rebuilt our homeland, and time again we watched our home be torn to shreds by the wars they incited. Theresa: Sarkaz... Sarkaz. We are a rootless people. Theresis: Why is that? Solely because they have occupied our finest soil, and forbid our roots to take. Theresis: In the war two hundred years ago, it took all our might to drive the enemy back—yet we still could not preserve Kazdel. Theresis: After that, how much time did we have to devote, to just about reconvene our stranded remnants? Theresis: And how much more time— Theresis: To transport these bare shreds Victoria and Ursus could not see to a wasteland they were just as blind to, and rebuild Kazdel again right under their very noses? Theresa: Two hundred years? Theresis: Yes. It has taken us these two full centuries. Theresis: So what of the next time? Suppose our Kazdel is once again razed by flames of war? How much more time will we need to rebuild it? Theresis: Now five hundred years—or even longer? Theresis: Our enemies have almost gotten away with this, precisely because we've become accustomed to drifting. Theresis: Ruination after ruination may never snuff out the Sarkaz soul, but it has unarguably scattered us. Theresis: Kazdel today is merely crammed with houses. It is not home. Theresis: Still more Sarkaz wander the great land beyond, no dreams in their mind's eye further than tomorrow's bread. Theresis: Even the Royal Court... All Kazdel has is its Ten Kings' Court of tradition, and the majority of those ten have left their positions vacant. Theresa: This is why you wanted war. Theresis: It is not my want, but the Sarkaz's need. Theresis: This time, it will be beneath our feet where war's flames ignite. Victoria, Ursus, Leithanien... not one city, not one patch of soil will be fortunate enough to escape. Theresis: Within the next century, our enemies will no longer have the energy left to set their sights on Kazdel. Theresis: No, more than that. Once we have the ability to guide the storm—they'll come to fear the Sarkaz's gaze instead, just as they fear the storm descending. Theresa: The storm... gathers atop this tower we stand in. Theresa: They will see us, stood in the storm's eye. Every enemy of the Sarkaz will throw themselves at us with all they have, to stop us. Theresis: Then let them. Theresa: You... Don't you fear the inferno consuming your body too, when the first thunderbolt strikes? Theresis: When you built Babel, you too knew all opposers would point their swords at you—and did you ever once fear? Theresa: ...... Theresis: The tower you built with life has collapsed, just like another Kazdel. Theresis: And at this moment, we stand here—in a new tower, in a new opportunity. Theresis: Look at Londinium today. You only just presided over the meeting of the kings. How can you not have realized? Theresis: Not even before the useless war between us began, were the Sarkaz so close to unity. 「I'll return to the city's outer barracks soon,\nYour Majesty Theresa.」「I understand, Nachzehrer King.\nOur meeting here will be as brief as possible.」「You're always in such a hurry, Nachzehrer.\nYou don't want to get together with us?」「I haven't the time to spare, Vampire.\nA hundred thousand are stationed outside Londinium.\nNot I nor my soldiers can spare a second of complacency.」「His head will have to stay on his neck for a moment longer. Don't add the city's Victorian Army to our troubles.」「Fine enough. That said,\ndon't you feel that some still haven't been put to use?」「Do you speak of myself, Vampire?\nI have great affairs upcoming, don't I, Your Highnesses?」「Of course. Control of Londinium is inseparable from the efforts of us all.」「Has there been word from the Messenger you sent, Confessarius?」「By Manfred's tireless urging, the Lich is now fast on the way to Londinium.」「The few Wendigos left remain battling strange monsters in Ursus's north. Their hearts hold the Royal Court no more.」「The Cyclops sends a letter. As ever, she describes a tragic scene—Londinium sundered by great fire into thirds, The Shard fallen under lightning strikes in their hundreds, and the Regent... yes, she still prophesies your end, Regent.」「Speak.」「She says she has seen your solitary death, on the underground throne of the Palace of Westhaleg.」「Give her a reply, thanking her for her concern.」「Continue searching for any sign of the Gargoyles. So long as you can find any remnant blood vessels, immediately send an invitation.」「The Council will, together with the Royal Court, ensure victory in this war.」 Theresis: If the Sarkaz can still be given a new chance, then that chance lies before our eyes, and it is one and only. Theresa: And very, very many will die. Theresa: So many... Victorians, and so many Sarkaz. The people's blood will change this grey city through and through, and their wails will cover even the thunder. Theresis: This is a war. A war between us and them, one continued for centuries, without end. Theresa: Yes, war... This has always been how we Sarkaz continue to survive. Theresis: If you have any objections, speak. Theresis: Single out the dangers of my plan, just as you have countless times before. Theresa: I have no objections. Theresis: None... you say? Theresa: If you could hear these sounds in my head, you would know, they would not allow me another choice. Theresa: Provided this war can truly free Kazdel from the cycle of destruction... Provided this storm can truly put out the Sarkaz's smoldering enmity, and return countless souls to the freedom of rest... Theresa: I will stand with you, ensuring our dream can be made reality. Theresis: ...... Theresis: A fine turn. Theresis: There is one more thing— Theresis: The Rhodes Islanders are already on their way. 6:50 A.M. \ Overcast 527km out from Londinium, operation platform of an abandoned mine Rhodes Island Operator: Dr. Kal'tsit, anchoring sequence will begin in T plus one hour, forty-eight minutes. Kal'tsit: Good. Ensure the boarding region can operate normally before then. Rhodes Island Operator: Understood. We'll step up the cleanup. Kal'tsit: Warfarin, have all critically ill patients been appropriately situated? Warfarin: Relax, it's just the last three left, and we're operating on them tomorrow. We'll have the moving sickbeds arranged in no time... Warfarin: Don't rush me, okay? You standing here with your stern look makes our Medic Operators have to keep peeking at you. Kal'tsit: This is an emergency. Warfarin: Fine, I get it, I'll quit joking. Warfarin: Every day's been like a battle ever since we entered Victoria. If you hadn't transferred so many operators away beforehand... Kal'tsit: Rhodes Island must operate as usual. Kal'tsit: We reached this consensus at the first resolutive meeting, Warfarin. Warfarin: No complaints from me. You made Mon3tr lash me to the side of the ship four years ago... Kal'tsit: Hm? Warfarin: I mean, when you invited me to join Rhodes Island. We agreed I would research Oripathy alongside you, as a doctor. Warfarin: There wasn't any 'follow the new King of Sarkaz in a fight to win back Kazdel'-type clause in my contract, and switching Kazdel out for Londinium changes nothing. Kal'tsit: This goes for a great deal of our operators. I have no intent of forcing any one operator to participate in a mission irrelevant to their long-term goals. Kal'tsit: Moreover, no matter the other operations we are forced to take on, we cannot turn a blind eye to the Infected throughout every region. Sigh If it wasn't for our work there, we'd have a few more elite operators to spare for this Londinium trip. Warfarin: I wonder how Amiya's crew are doing. Kal'tsit: Once we reach the vicinity of Londinium, we'll receive word. Amiya: Recon group, report situation on both sides! Amiya: Received. No threat, copy. Amiya: Closure, we can pass through ahead! Keep the engineering team with us! Closure: On it! Closure: Dr.{@nickname}, still got it in you to move? Want my drones to give you a lift? Option_1: I'm fine, let's keep going. Option_2: ...... Option_3: When were drones capable of that? Closure: Lemme think... huh, I can't actually think of anything wrong with the idea. Amiya: Doctor, we just need to walk a little longer. When we're out of this danger zone, then we can ride on our crafts and recuperate a little. Amiya: We'll need to send Dr. Kal'tsit a message at some point, too... She must be extremely worried about us. Option_1: Wonder if it's going smoothly on the landship's side. Option_2: She should be sending us a message too. Amiya: That's exactly why she had to stay behind... she can only rendezvous with us once Rhodes Island is safely situated. That's our joint responsibility. Amiya: For safety, we can't use any messaging devices on our approach to Londinium. Amiya: Doctor, just leave this to me. Amiya: I want a chance for you to catch your breath too... even if it's just mentally. Amiya: Doctor, we have to keep going. Warfarin: Ugh, there are times I think about how we got in over the past months, and it seems too smooth to even believe. Warfarin: That ragtag bunch of windbags are all together in Londinium right now, and they haven't even noticed us... Kal'tsit, did you use some kind of ancient technique I'm not aware of? Kal'tsit: If any Arts truly could render Rhodes Island invisible, believe me, I would've used them over a decade ago. Warfarin: Haha, I almost forgot. 'Disused industrial mining equipment recovery organization'... is that right? Warfarin: We've been using that title for passage and permission to park the whole way. Trust Dr.{@nickname} to come up with that. Kal'tsit: Dr.{@nickname} tends to have a... unique angle of thought on certain aspects. Kal'tsit: And luckily, Closure's personal interests has had her lead the Engineering Department over the past years to develop technologies for using scrap. Kal'tsit: Which, in short, renders the title a fine one. With the addition of a few friends' aid, this plan has been successful in execution thus far. Kal'tsit: As for what comes next... that lies with Amiya and Vina. Siege: Two left, four right. Indra? Indra: Check. Siege: How's the right side? Morgan: Tsk. Someone who thought he was funny had me caught up for a second, but he's over with now. Siege: And Dagda? Indra: I heard steel claws and crossbow bolts mashing into each other. Siege: Enemies left to the rear? Indra: Leave 'em to her. Indra: Hey, there's one hiding right here—! Siege: Now there isn't. Siege: Just missing Dagda... Indra: Vina, listen, it's dead silence behind. I said she could sort it out. Siege: Good. Vanguard group, mission complete. Siege: Notify Amiya immediately: there's no more noble's patrols in the vicinity. They can pass through. Amiya: The road ahead is clear. No casualties. Amiya: Messaging devices back in operation. Amiya: Doctor... we're just about to catch sight of Londinium. Option_1: We finally made it here. Option_2: ...... Option_3: Now can I catch my breath too? Amiya: Hold on, Doctor... Jessica sent a message. Amiya: Ah... before we carry out the next step of the plan, we need to send a few operators to run a different mission. Amiya: We have two targets to rescue. One's a friend at Blacksteel, and the other is an informant who can help us enter Londinium.
Guard: Is it just me, or is the sky getting darker? Dobermann: ...If only it was just you. Dobermann: We never had much time anyway. Dobermann: The shape of the Catastrophe cloud is more clearly defined than the black haze it was before. Dobermann: Tsk. I don't like the feeling I get from watching it form over our heads. What a bad omen. Dobermann: To make things worse, Reunion goons might be lurking in every nook and cranny. Dobermann: Actually, that's probably too conservative. Nearl: What you should've said is that they're probably partying on the streets. Medic: Almost every street is filled with destruction, violence and looting. Vehicles and buildings are being set on fire... Medic: But these thugs decide that it's the perfect weather for a picnic! Nearl: If they're going out on a picnic now, it's the Catastrophe that will feast upon their bones. Nearl: This proves that most Reunion members are just fools who've been whipped into a frenzy. Amiya: ... Amiya: ...Pfft. Medic: Look, they're not really having a picnic... Medic: I, I just wanted something to moan about. You didn't have to take me so seriously... Nearl: ... Nearl: Oh, you weren't being serious?Wait, were you trying to crack a joke? Nearl: Hmm... Nearl: Sorry, I'm not good with this stuff... Medic: Umm... It's fine... Medic: It's just that... trying not to laugh is hard... Medic: Um, sorry... for trying to make a joke at such a serious time... Amiya: It's okay. Amiya: Rhodes Island wasn't founded for the sake of having everyone keep a serious face. Amiya: We've always wanted everyone to be able to smile. Medic: A-Amiya... Amiya: Don't worry about it! Dobermann: In any case, let's help out with the scouting. Dobermann: I'll quietly dispatch the enemy at our four o'clock. Dobermann: Hopefully their diseased organs won't explode or be rigged to serve as some kind of alarm. Ace: We'll wrap around and take care of the large group on the other side of the fortification. Ace: With this much chaos around us, nobody will notice a little more noise. Dobermann: All right, let's move out!
Desert; 4 km from the outskirts of Lungmen 4 days after the Chernobog rescue mission PRTS: Good morning, Dr. {@nickname}. You have currently been sleeping for 99999---- PRTS: ----9999 hours. PRTS: Although your reluctance to leave bed is not beyond reason, your presence is urgently needed at the operations command room. PRTS: Furthermore, here is some medical advice from Dr. Kal'tsit: Please keep the windows open to maintain a source of fresh air, and spend some time on the deck to maintain healthy levels of Vitamin D. Amiya: Ah, Doctor! Good morning. Dobermann: So you made it, Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: Doctor, are you feeling better now? Amiya: You looked like you were still in pain and and couldn't move around well yesterday. Option_1: I've made a complete recovery. How about you? Amiya: I'm perfectly fine and full of energy today! Amiya: After all, we still have other missions to take care of... Amiya: So the sooner we can start preparing, the better. Doctor, you should get used to having to shift gears quickly here. Dobermann: Doctor, Dobermann: Even though we sustained heavy losses in Chernobog, we gained a lot of information about Reunion and, more importantly, got you out alive. Dobermann: Based on the negotiations we had yesterday, the closest mobile city to us, Lungmen, has offered us a cooperation pact and agreed to exchange information with us. Dobermann: We have some evidence that Reunion might be targeting Lungmen next. Dobermann: We'll have to wait for Dr. Kal'tsit's permission first before we can get the rest of the information. She's still stationed within Lungmen. Amiya: Lungmen has granted us permission to temporary camp near the city. They've also agreed to compensate a portion of our losses and expenditures during the operation. Amiya: In exchanges, Rhodes Island is expected to help defend the city's outskirts. Amiya: But the reason why I called for you so early is... Dobermann: Let me explain it, Amiya. Dobermann: Last night, we discovered another wave of Chernobog survivors making their way towards Lungmen. They're expected to get there in the afternoon. Dobermann: We'll be expected to safeguard the outskirts of District 5 just like the last few days. Only this time, there might be more Reunion members mixed into the group. Dobermann: Because the situation is a bit different, we'll need to discuss some new tactics with you before beginning the operation. Amiya: Anyway, Doctor, there's a lot to get through today, so... Amiya: Let's do our best! Dobermann: In any case... Dobermann: Both of you, please complete your combat preparations. Doctor, once you've decided on your squad assignments, please let the operators know so that they also have time to prepare. Dobermann: We'll set out 15 minutes after you finish your drills. Dobermann: Oh, and make sure you're not late this time.
Ch'en: Looks like you had a rough time as well. Amiya: Madam Ch'en, what happened here? Ch'en: We were ambushed by Reunion. Ch'en: We were caught in a withering assault with no reinforcements. They easily routed our forces. Amiya: And Misha...? Ch'en: She was taken away by a woman dressed in red. Ch'en: I really should have... Amiya: ...? Ch'en: Nevermind. Amiya: ... Amiya: Madam Ch'en, why is Misha so special? Amiya: If you keep hiding things from us, it's only going to be harder and harder for us to continue working together. Ch'en: I have no obligation to tell you. Amiya: But Rhodes Island has an obligation to understand the objectives and prepare our strategies accordingly. Amiya: Naturally, we'll continue to follow the L.G.D.'s instructions during our operations... Amiya: However, when it comes to using the Infected to fight other Infected, we need all the information we can get. Amiya: While you may have that information, you don't have the means of using it effectively to reduce your losses. Amiya: On the other hand, we have the ability to stop Reunion, but we don't know what they're after. Ch'en: ... Ch'en: You sounded a bit like that doctor just now. Amiya: Is, is that so... Amiya: I think... Amiya: This is something that is equally important to both of us. Ch'en: I see. Amiya: If it's because you need to ask for permission from Chief Wei... Ch'en: When we investigated Misha, the most prominent bit of information was that her father was one of Chernobog's most influential people. Amiya: Misha's father? Ch'en: Naturally, we don't know how much Misha knows about Chernobog. Ch'en: She could know nothing, or she could know everything. Ch'en: Nobody knows... Ch'en: ...except her. Ch'en: We also have no idea what kind of information she might have. Ch'en: Since you predicted that Lungmen would be Reunion's next target... Ch'en: It's obvious that we have to prevent Reunion from using Chernobog. Ch'en: That's why we can't allow them to have Misha. Ch'en: We were aware of the fact that someone who fit her descriptions had taken refuge in Lungmen... Ch'en: But until you actually found her, we weren't able to verify if that intel was accurate. Amiya: If that's the case, we can't waste any more time. Amiya: We have to stop Reunion and rescue Misha before they're able to take her back to Chernobog! Amiya: Rhodes Island, prepare to move out! Ch'en: It was the L.G.D.'s responsibility to track her down. Ch'en: ...and letting Reunion capture her was a dereliction of our duties. Ch'en: Rather than lauching a joint operation, we'll need Rhodes Island to eliminate other threats from Reunion. Ch'en: This is an order. Amiya: ...Understood. Ch'en: Don't let me down. Reunion Member: N-no! D-don't beat me... Ch'en: You should've thought twice before entering Lungmen! Reunion Member: Aaaagh! Ch'en: Lock them all up! Ch'en: They're not with this group of Infected. Curses... Ch'en: Not with this group either... Damn it all... L.G.D. Agent: They... retreated way too quickly... Ch'en: It seems that Reunion also has its own hierarchy. Ch'en: They just left the riffraff behind to buy them more time. Ch'en: To think that a single person could delay our reinforcements... Ch'en: Just who are they... L.G.D. Agent: Madam! We found some Reunion stragglers over there! Ch'en: Follow me! L.G.D. Agent: ...! L.G.D. Agent: Be careful, Madam Ch'en! L.G.D. Agent: It's an ambush! Reunion Member: G-go to hell! Ch'en: Don't get in my way--! L.G.D. Agent: Madam Ch'en, we're still on Lungmen soil! L.G.D. Agent: The nearby facilities can still be used, so please try not to cause too much damage! Ch'en: Shut up already! L.G.D. Agent: At least, don't cut these buildings to pieces! Reunion Member: Th-this woman... Reunion Member: She's so hard to deal with! Ch'en: ...Hard to deal with? Ch'en: Foolish Infected... Ch'en: ... Ch'en: Did you think we'd allow you filth to treat Lungmen like your personal latrine?! Ch'en: L.G.D., attack!
Rhodes Island Kal'tsit: Welcome back. Amiya: ...Mm. Kal'tsit: ... Kal'tsit: I already heard what happened from the recon squad. Kal'tsit: Amiya, let me check your hands. Amiya: There's no need for that, Dr. Kal'tsit... Kal'tsit: Amiya. Amiya: I, I... Amiya: ...All right. Kal'tsit: ... Kal'tsit: It looks fine. The rings haven't cracked or discolored. Kal'tsit: But it might be different next time. Kal'tsit: Listen closely, Amiya... Kal'tsit: Be a little more careful. Amiya: Dr. Kal'tsit, I... Amiya: ...I need some rest. Kal'tsit: Go ahead. Amiya: Mm... Kal'tsit: ... Kal'tsit: Never put Amiya in this much risk again. Kal'tsit: You are also responsible for what happened. Kal'tsit: When you first came back to Rhodes Island, she looked a bit like this. Kal'tsit: These emotions never really left Amiya. Kal'tsit: This has to change. Kal'tsit: ...Dr. {@nickname}, you should stay with her. Kal'tsit: Don't mess up. knock knock Amiya: It's open. Amiya: ... Amiya: Dr. {@nickname}...? Amiya: Worried? I am? Amiya: ...You saw right through me, hehe... Amiya: I thought I did a good job hiding it. Amiya: Yes, I'm a bit worried... just a little, though. Amiya: I'm already used to doing this. Amiya: After all, I can't drag down everyone else any more. Amiya: Right, Doctor? Amiya: ... Amiya: ...I don't understand. Amiya: Doctor... I don't understand. Option_1: (Stay silent) Amiya: No, I... I know what we're trying to do. I also know... that some sacrifices are inevitable. Amiya: But I... what I don't know is... Amiya: Why must I watch people disappear before my eyes one by one... even though they can be saved? Amiya: We were so close... Maybe just a little bit more... Amiya: I know that I have a duty... and I will continue to move forward... Amiya: But right now... I just feel so tired. Amiya: ... Option_1: ... Option_2: Amiya... Amiya: Please let me have some time alone, Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: Thank you. Amiya: Good morning, Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: Oh, Dr. Kal'tsit, you're here as well? Kal'tsit: Amiya. Kal'tsit: I have a rather urgent mission here, and need some people to help out. Kal'tsit: An abandoned city was discovered not far from Lungmen. Kal'tsit: I surmise that it's one of the cities that formed in the aftermath of the Chernobog incident. Kal'tsit: We'll have to explore that city, uncover more information, and search for any survivors. Kal'tsit: If the situation is particularly serious, for example, if Reunion is hiding there, then there may be serious ramifications on our future operations. Kal'tsit: Here's the specific proposal that I have in mind. Look over it when you have time. Amiya: Understood. Kal'tsit: Oh, one more thing. Kal'tsit: Franka submitted a report to me mentioning that they had to return to Blacksteel. Kal'tsit: As for the situation in the Lungmen slums, Penguin Logistics requested for you to meet them there to discuss some information. Kal'tsit: There are some more sensitive details, so it'd be best for you to go in person. Amiya: I know. I'll head over right now. Amiya: Doctor, let's go-- Kal'tsit: I still have some things to discuss with Dr. {@nickname}. Amiya: ... Amiya: May I listen in? Kal'tsit: You may not. Amiya: I can cover my ears... Kal'tsit: You cannot. You should get going. Amiya: Aww... Amiya: Dr. Kal'tsit, you're not allowed to bully Dr. {@nickname}. Kal'tsit: I won't. Kal'tsit: ...You... Kal'tsit: You couldn't even do something so basic. Kal'tsit: Forget it, I had a feeling this would happen. Kal'tsit: Amiya is an incredibly resilient kid. Kal'tsit: But, if she has to force herself to be strong, there will come a day when the pressure breaks her. Kal'tsit: Do not let this happen. Kal'tsit: If there is a next time, you'd better be a little more useful. Kal'tsit: --? Kal'tsit: What's with that face? Option_1: Excuse me, but what do you mean by Amiya's rings...? Option_2: ... Kal'tsit: It's related to the state of her health. Kal'tsit: If Amiya is involved in an intense battle... Kal'tsit: ...You must check her rings immediately afterwards. Kal'tsit: No matter what changes you see, you must report them to me. Kal'tsit: For the time being, that's all you're allowed to know. Kal'tsit: Oh, right. You have to go down to the medical center in two days to have a physical done. Don't forget it. Kal'tsit: ...You can go. Liskarm is waiting outside to escort you.
???: We'll be friends from now on. Those adults won't be able to bully us anymore! ???: Don't be afraid. From now on, I'll help you no matter what happens. ???: If something bad happens to me, you'd better help me too! That's what friends are for! ???: Hehe, we'll always be together, right? ???: Do you still remember what you did when that old duke snatched her away? ???: Can you really do whatever it takes for the sake of Lungmen? ???: Now, Wei Yenwu, what - or who - are you going to sacrifice this time? Ch'en: Nngh... Ugh... ???: Hey, wake up! Ch'en: Save her... ???: Officer Ch'en, wake up! Ch'en: ...Let me through! Let me... ???: Puk gaai, I don't have time to deal with this right now! splash— Ch'en: Hnnf! cough cough... ???: Finally awake? Ch'en: Ack... Ch'en: What... Ch'en: Hoshiguma, hurry! Reunion— Ch'en: ... ???: Are you done daydreaming? Good grief, you're a mess. Ch'en: Why are you here? Where's my squad? ???: What if I told you that they were all killed in action? Ch'en: If you're itching for a beating, then you'd better queue up behind Reunion. ???: I see your tongue is as sharp as ever. How come your performance in battle doesn't follow suit? Hoshiguma: What's going on over here? I leave for a moment, and you two are already at each others' throats? Hoshiguma: Miss Swire, would it kill you to be a little less sarcastic towards her? Swire: Hmph. Hoshiguma: You too, Ch'en, you only just woke up... Hoshiguma: Wait, why do you look like you just got into a fight with a watering cart? Ch'en: Ask her. Hoshiguma: Young lady, what's this empty glass doing here? I remember pouring a glass of water for each of you. Swire: She was spouting nonsense in her sleep. Hoshiguma: Good grief... Ch'en: Where are we? Hoshiguma: In a cabin in Rhodes Island. Swire: Officer Ch'en, you and your team retreated to Lungmen about 45 minutes ago. Swire: You might've thought that you hid your tracks well, but Reunion did not think that was the case.
The Year 937 Duke Erik and Professor Lierland D. of Piesberg Parliamentary University published this co-authored paper in The Journal of Urban History ('Where Did We Come From?' Issue 44). The paper discussed the results of a detailed analysis of a collection of weathered remains. The investigation into Sargon Excavation Site 4 revealed a common origin for Infected quarantines and executions with the law itself. ...... That is to say, the suffering of the Infected predates even the emergence of the law. Lungmen, Support Structure Level, Exit Option_1: FrostNova! FrostNova: Now, we must fight. FrostNova: If you can defeat me, it means some will be able to survive—— FrostNova: I am willing to join Rhodes Island. I am willing to fight together with you against the enemies of the Infected, your way. FrostNova: This is my burden to bear. 8:50 A.M. - Four hours after the recapture of L. G. D. Headquarters - Near the Commandery Exit L. G. D. and Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals Lungmen Search-and-Destroy Campaign - Final Phase 1. Control Reunion's movements within Lungmen. Complete under the direction of the L. G. D. 2. Mop up Reunion's forces still in Lungmen. Complete under the direction of the L. G. D. 3. Eliminate Reunion's operational commander, or their command influence. Complete under the direction of the L. G. D. 4. Eliminate the Reunion Movement before they can withdraw to the slums. Complete under a joint L. G. D. and Rhodes Island operation. '...Attention all citizens... are performing an evacuation exercise...' '...Those citizens who have failed to evacuate, please lock your doors, draw your curtains, and do not leave your homes...' ???: Does it have to be so loud? ???: Shoot that drone down already! Mephisto: Now we're just caught up in an exercise? How dare they use such cheap tricks to cover up the exquisite terror I've worked so hard to formulate? Mephisto: And to repeat it over and over again in both Lungmen and Ursine tongues! Mephisto: I've had enough of these drones. Get! Hurry! Keep to the side streets! Phantom Crossbowman: Nothing from Scout Team 3 either! Reunion Member: Assault's signal suddenly c- cut out... Reunion Member: We're losing contact with all our overwatch teams one by one! Mephisto: Why! How! Mephisto: Such an insult... such humiliation foisted upon our movement! Mephisto: But how, and why? Damn you, Lungmen! Damn the Lungmenites! Damn the uninfected! Phantom Crossbowman: (I've never seen him so unstable like this.) Phantom Crossbowman: (Faust, do we still have a chance to retreat?) Faust: ...... Faust: (I'll make some space for you.) Faust: (If it's just your run-of-the-mill cops with the L. G. D. plus Rhodes Island, we should be able to get away.) Phantom Crossbowman: (What do you mean? Who else could be out there?) Mephisto: Agh...! I can't believe this! I can't get through!! Mephisto: If I can't even issue orders to my teams, how am I supposed to win? Faust: (Someone is watching us. There is still more to this city.) Faust: (Get ready. To survive.) Phantom Crossbowman: (Got it.) Phantom Crossbowman: (...Faust.) Faust: (Hm?) Phantom Crossbowman: (We trust you.) Faust: (......) 9:20 A.M. - Rhodes Island patrol route near the L. G. D. Blaze: They're really leaving this to the Infected? Rhodes Island got a raw deal this time. Blaze: And in Lungmen! Hmph. How could a city as big as Lungmen not have what it takes to fight off an invasion on its own? Blaze: Now they've got Infected fighting Infected on behalf of the normies... Blaze: Whatever. It's certainly not the first time. Reunion Member: Hurry up and clear a path! Don't look back, just break through their defenses! Reunion Member: If we can just get across this street, we have a shot at grouping up with the second brigade! Reunion Member: Don't give them a chance to return fire. There aren't many of us left—— ???: And in a moment, there won't be any of you left. Reunion Member: What?! Reunion Member: Wh... who are you? Did you just drop out of the sky?! Reunion Member: Get back, get out of here! She... she might be able to fly! Blaze: ...I really can't! Guard: Identify yourself! Blaze: Use your scanner! Blaze: (Sorry, I have to deal with this first!) Reunion Member: Huh? Blaze: Lungmen law enforcement, listen up! I am from Rhodes Island. Blaze: Hold your fire. I really don't want to have to deal with crossfire while I'm fighting. Blaze: I can handle this on my own. You head on to the next roadblock. Blaze: Okay then. Back to you guys. Reunion Member: What's up with this chick? Blaze: I'll explain it to you. I'm sure you can figure it out. Probably. Blaze: (Deep breath) Blaze: I am Blaze, one of Rhodes Island's elite operators. My current objective is to cripple your combat capabilities. Blaze: The intentions with which you undertook this invasion of a foreign city-state notwithstanding, we aim chiefly to disarm you. Blaze: Setting aside the injuries and damages you have inflicted upon others, and attendant penalties, any attempt to resist at this point is pointless. Put down your weapons. You still have a chance. Reunion Member: Huh? What? You... Blaze: My fellow Infected, I give you a choice: Blaze: Surrender at once, and I will escort you to Rhodes Island, and subsequently deposit you somewhere welcoming to Infected. Reunion Member: She blocked it with her bare hands?! Blaze: Seeing as how you continue to resist, there's nothing more I can say. Reunion Member: As if we'd just let you lock us up? How crazy are you? Blaze: I'm not crazy! There's a time and a place for fight, and a time and a place for flight. Blaze: It's just that when you choose to fight, all I can do is fight back. Blaze: Either way, I don't need my chainsaw. Blaze: Sorry, I really don't want to fight my fellow Infected. Blaze: ...it's so humid in Lungmen. Reunion Member: This stupid cat... is using Arts! Her body's steaming up! Blaze: My body? Guess again. Is it the air around me that's getting hot, or the air around you? Blaze: Let's take a Sami bath together. My treat.
An old monster once told me... What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. I always thought it was stupid. But the guy's a monster, so maybe I do have to give this some thought. Does a bug jump into a flame to get stronger? So stupid. No. Let's not talk about how dumb and weak a bug is. You know, no matter how strong a bug gets, in the end, it's still just a bug. If a bug jumps into a flame, all it proves is that the heat messed up its brain. Assuming it even had a brain, it obviously went mad. But what if I was to leap into the flames? Besides proving that I'm crazy, what else would that prove? I'd come out a bit charred, but how would that make me any stronger? But we're talking about death here. And what does an undying monster know about death? Alas, such is the nature of the bitter death that none may resist. W: You'll still talk to me? That's a surprise. W: I thought you were totally caught up in your plan to destroy Lungmen, Talulah. Talulah: W. You haven't given anyone notice of your visit. W: Hah. Oops, my bad. I've been a mercenary for too long, forgot all about that reporting-every-detail-of-my-life-to-the-boss thing. Sorry, Leader. W: But you know I can't go all the way up to the top of the command tower, so I have to ask you to stoop to my level. Talulah: Your sarcasm isn't doing us any good, W. Reunion needs the might of the Sarkaz, and we should strive not to add any more personal conflicts between us. W: Just call us devils. Only the bleeding hearts and self-righteous call us Sarkaz. Us mercenaries? We know exactly what we are. Talulah: Strange. Devils, the 'inferior race of the banished.' You mercenaries cannot accept this definition, nor will you take pride in it. W: Duh. But your people started calling us 'devils,' not as a hate thing, or because it was catchy or whatever. W: Devil is a 'fear' thing. You people called us that because we scare you. W: So us mercs like being called 'devils,' because we know exactly what it really means. W: And we always make good and sure anyone left alive takes the subtext straight to heart. W: Oh, sorry— Me yapping on about this is like trying to show off in front of an expert, isn't it? W: We're a no-name merc squad famous for brutality. But compared to you? Why, that's like a worm trying to go up against a crab. W: After all, Leader, nobody scares people better than you. Talulah: 'Inflict terror upon your enemies, and provide warmth for your friends.' Talulah: To strike fear into our enemies and bring hope to our comrades. That is the way Reunion has always done things. W: So, driving Ursus's core city into Lungmen is also in line with a certain comrade's ardent wish? Talulah: Our warriors are still bravely fighting inside Lungmen. They need our assistance, and we will bring it to them. Talulah: The Infected inside Lungmen require hope, and our warriors here have expressed their earnest desire to be that source of hope. Talulah: Everyone's wishes find harmony here, and the responsibility to see those wishes come to fruition belongs to us, Reunion. Talulah: —This will also bring benefits to the Sarkaz. I assure you, beyond doubt. Talulah: What your kind seeks is not hope, so I will provide you with profit. Talulah: Sarkaz mercenaries like you, scattered between various city states, as well as those who pull your strings. You will drink deeply of the chaos between cities and countries, and it will nourish you. Talulah: After Lungmen, no nomadic city is safe. Your kind will find more room to expand and thrive, and your people will prosper. W: Ooh, sounds like a good deal. Just going off the profits, I'm totally on board. Talulah: Tell me, W, what doubts do you still have? W: None. You've made a great case. Want a standing ovation? Talulah: No need. W: Then let's talk about my mission. Bad news is I failed. I didn't manage to bring back my target, and she wouldn't give me the thing. Talulah: That is not your fault. The kinship between Misha and Skullshatterer was bound to lead to uncertainties. W: Why'd you send me to grab that scientist's daughter then? W: It seems like you didn't even need her or her secrets for your big plan. Between the attack on Lungmen and firing up the core city, what was the point of her anyway? Talulah: The authenticity of the key still has to be verified. Talulah: I can personally verify that we've activated the core city, but Reunion still needs full control over the way it stops. That's where this key comes in. W: Mephisto told me the one the old geezer found in the abandoned city was the real deal. Talulah: No, W. Mephisto would not tell you that. It would only be you spilling secrets to Mephisto while thinking about extracting the information you want from him. W: So, is that bit of news true or not? Talulah: You're not interested in hearing my justifications, but you also don't plan on offering yours either. W: I have my own channels, and might be a little more frank than I used to be. Oh, but I guess I could've mixed up my sources? Something like that. Talulah: W, if you want me to be more transparent, I can explain to you the details of my plan. All of them. Talulah: Skullshatterer and your first operation tested the L.G.D.'s response speed. It allowed us to adjust our strategy and improve upon our plans to take down Lungmen. Talulah: Without your cooperation, we could not succeed. Talulah: The Key did truly exist, but was lost upon Misha's death. The Key that Patriot sought was only a backup plan to deal with this situation. Talulah: I won't force you to tell me where your information came from, but my explanation should convince you. W: All right, all right. But, Leader, I want to know how many Keys there are. Won't ask any more questions after that, yeah? Talulah: Two. Sergei, Royal Chernobog scientist, held one of them, and delivered it to Misha using special means. Talulah: The other was held by Count Boris, former mayor of Chernobog. During our attack, he broke off a city plate to flee. However, he was unable to escape the Catastrophe. W: The ruined satellite city. Talulah: Our undercover agents in the city have kept everything there that we need. We can lure the L.G.D. into an ambush given the proper distance. Talulah: We have sufficient reason to capture the abandoned city, and the best use of it is to occupy it and turn it into a stronghold. W: You're really good at explaining things, Leader. I'm all out of questions. W: Hey, I'm not asking too many, am I? Sorry to make you waste so much time explaining it all to me. Talulah: W, if openness can resolve the misunderstanding between us, I won't be stingy with my time. Talulah: In order to ensure a relationship of long-term mutual benefit, I will continue to draw up our future plans. Hopefully this can slightly increase the trust between us. Talulah: We will need to support each other to have a chance at overcoming the troubles to come. W: Really? I'm touched. Talulah: Of course. I never liked this woman. The Talulah they talk so nice about in private is so insanely boring. And this Talulah talking to me right now is just another lying bastard. Oh, not to say there's anything wrong with lying. I lie a lot. Nothing stronger than a well-placed lie, except maybe a bomb. The truth is like a cup of water. What good does it do when the whole house is on fire? But when I lie, I know I'm lying. I chew up my thoughts up and spit them into ears. This she-dragon, though, she lies so natural it's like the words come out of someone else's mouth. Doesn't matter who she's talking to. It's not just tweaking a couple points to cover up her plans. —She takes on a totally differently form, turning into something they trust more, telling them what they want to hear. Reunion's most beloved figure is, of course, the Leader, Talulah. Standing here with me, she's a businesswoman, a trader. With Patriot she turns right into a warrior woman. She'll show her true face one day, but not everyone will live long enough to see it. Besides, does she even... have a true face? Is she an onion? You keep peeling off layer after layer until you realize there's nothing inside? Talulah: I mean it. She was acting honest as an Iberian nun just a minute ago. She lifts her hand slightly. Hah, I know that trick. Right now she's like a cunning Savra after a lifetime of raiding and killing. Something pulls away the air in front of me, and in a split second it'll melt away my whole body. W: Don't tell me you're ready to kill me after a little bit of teasing. Nobody has ever figured out the formless things Talulah throws around— but I know exactly what they do. Ruins. Debris. Things lose even their most basic structure. It's just like a fire without light. I am her prey. I should have known. W: Kinda obvious, dragon lady. The old Talulah wouldn't have showed her cards this early. Waiting to die, or plopping down some long-winded monologue before the end, just isn't my style. I never thought about dying. At least, not now. The small device I tossed out moments earlier while I was talking, falls to the ground and blooms into a ball of flame before me. A wave of heat rushes towards me. Luckily, the comforting warmth isn't hers. I'm no Arts expert, in my experience, ninety-nine percent of Arts are no match for this pure burst of energy. Explosions. Heat, shrapnel, shockwaves. It's an equalizing force that tears apart any enemy, or me. I just need to draw out the stalemate a little longer. Until all the seeds I planted finish blooming. W: You're such a hard worker, Talulah. You even went through all that trouble to play out a sitcom with me. I knew it, you really would make a great actor. This dragon lady... I don't really hate her that much, do I? Those who don't know how to deceive cannot tell lies, and thus are not liars. And she... is a monster soaked in lies. She doesn't need to lie. No wonder I get kinda... Okay, I admit it, kinda scared when I see her. I don't hate her, but I might really be afraid of her. And fear breeds caution. If you've got your guard up, you're prepared. Talulah: Your little tricks are actually able to neutralize my Originium Arts. I might have underestimated you. W: Hey, this 'little trick' took me hours to put together. Show some respect, huh? W: But if a little bit of your fire was all it took to make me roll over and die, what kind of devil would follow me? Talulah: You came prepared. You planned to attack me from the very beginning. W: You made the first move, dragon lady. Are you trying to torch me because I'm a pain, or do you wanna shut me up because I've seen through you? To punctuate my sentence, a wave of heat surges from her fingertips and leaps towards me. Man, this dragon bitch just won't let me have any fun. I bend my waist and drop into an exaggerated roll, making it look like I'm tying my shoes. W: Uh-oh. W: Aim better next time. Talulah: W, your dirty tricks have been exposed. You are now an enemy of Reunion. Talulah: Why do you oppose me? This is certainly of no benefit to you? W: Why? Why do you think this was my idea? I sure as hell didn't want us clawing at each other's faces this soon. W: Fact of the matter is, you attacked me first. Hmm, trying for a little shock and awe, huh? W: I guess I have no choice then. I just have to kill you before you kill me. Talulah: Your insanity has deepened your blind confidence. W: Lying to me is no big deal. I don't really care who you lie to, how many people you kill, or how many people you lie to... W: But, dragon lady, you'll regret lifting a finger against me. Am I the kind of person who says stuff like this? Maybe I really am losing it. Can't even call this insanity at this point. Seems more sentimental than anything else. I guess I really fucked up. Talulah: I see. Pretending to be crazed and stupid had us all fooled. Turns out, I misunderstood your character this whole time. Talulah: So considerate of others. What a lovely little devil you are, such a colorful character. W: Ahaha... spits. W: Not as lovely as you, of course. But, you'll be even cuter once I rip your tongue out. Can't have it lolling around. Talulah: Do you think your little traps are enough to kill me? W: Of course not. Did I ever mention that I set a trap? W: Better watch your feet. Might be a trap. Say, how many do you want? Talulah: How many do you have? Talulah: You pitiful thing. My flames have found you. Talulah: You will pay for your betrayal. W: Woah... Creepy. What's the matter with you? Who are you talking to with that tone of voice? Talulah: You. Talulah: I know you hate these words, W. You also hate me for pointing out your purpose. W: Uhh, well, thanks for being so considerate of my preferences. You think you can rile me up with the right phrasing? W: And like, my purpose? How many people you plan to kill has nothing to do with me, dragon lady. W: What do you know about me? You've got like eighty different plots within plots going on in that noggin and you're gonna guess what's in mine? Talulah: W... You want to prevent me from using the core city to attack Lungmen. W: ...Oh? Talulah: If you simply wanted revenge, you would not have chosen this moment. If you wanted to kill me, W, you could have waited until both Lungmen and I are incapacitated. That would have been the wise move. Talulah: Trying to talk me into giving you information was another cover. A mercenary leader who cares nothing for the direction of Reunion would not ask me, the 'Leader of Reunion,' about my plans. Talulah: You know, I won't kill you— as long as you put aside your interest in this war. Do that, and I'll spare your life. Talulah: I'm fond of you, W. You're good comic relief. And I have no desire to execute a harmless harlequin. Talulah: However... a madwoman who will use any methods available to kill me has no right to judge good and evil, let alone claim to understand my plans. Talulah: ...Are you really as violent and insane as the performances you put on suggest, W? W: Would you shut up already— Talulah: You are not. Talulah: You want to stop Reunion. You want to stop the attack on Lungmen. Those are your intentions. Talulah: W, W... You're all too easy to read. I didn't even need to make any plans to investigate you. You came here wearing your heart on your sleeves. W: That's a load of bullshit. W: I'll turn you into a puddle of gore and have someone dump you down the waste chute, assuming there's anything left. I press the button on the device in my hand. A simple Originium detonator switch, remotely operated, chained explosions. A blazing light of destruction mixing with a deliriously pungent aroma. Waves of heat carrying fragments of debris, overturning everything in front of me. Just as I planned, everything reduced to cinders, even the most thick-skinned Sarkaz... Wait... Wait, wait... Didn't I have a detonator mechanism for the explosives? ...... Why did she plant her sword in the ground? Talulah: Was this your trap? Talulah: Try me, W of the Sarkaz. Try again. W: Hold on, you... No fire. No burning. The hundreds of Originium explosives I painstakingly twisted into the steel foundations of the city... are all gone. Where are the explosions? The heat? The shrapnel? Nothing. The place where I planted the Originium is deformed, melted, and warped. Drips of iron and the burned oil paint covering it gives off nasty smell. But that's it. My shrapnel. My blast waves. My light show. It's not going to happen. The cataclysm that I pictured in my mind a million times over... isn't going to happen. The cunning dragon lady must have poured her Arts into her sword and channeled it deep into the steel beneath us. The heat radiated to each of my traps, melting them away. You figured it out. You're so smart, W. The world-ending explosion from all directions that should have blown her into a billion little pieces... is nothing but a big, wet fart. All right, I've been thoroughly played. ...... Cough, cough... W: Dragon lady, you're... not half bad... Talulah: Was this result also part of your plans? Talulah: Let me guess, your backup plan is, you'll show me an improvised suicide bombing spectacle, isn't that right? Talulah: Let's not waste each others' time. W: Don't get too cocky... cough, cough... little girl. Say, are you... even the same person? Right now, even I... don't really wanna know. Talulah: I don't need you to define me. Talulah: Choose your death. Die by my flames, be thrown from the city walls, or be run through by my sword. W: Can you really... finish me off? Talulah: Steel must endure a thousand trials in the forge before it can become a sword. A sword is destined from birth to be a weapon. Talulah: But you... are just a mortal shell that has not yet died. W: Ah, that... would be an honor. W: To be impaled by this sword... Would I be... the first one? Talulah: Unfortunately, you'll have to accept second. W: Now... If we're talking people I've blown up... You, well... W: ...wouldn't even have a number. Am I going to die? I guess so. But what's so bad about death? There are many things worse than dying. So, when you feel like you're done for... As long as you've prepared for the stuff worse than death, you'll even manage to surprise yourself. Now... I think, it's about time I also blow this joint. cough... Talulah: You blew yourself apart right in my hands...? I thought you'd be more afraid to die. Talulah: Though your defection didn't surprise me, you, yourself, did... surprise me a little. Talulah: You had some potential... as the opening act of a farce. Talulah: I hope your death was painful enough, W of Victoria. After the battle, 31 hours until impact, 6:30 P.M. Patriot: ...... Patriot: Leader. Talulah: Sir. Your return gives me great peace of mind. Patriot: Formalities, unnecessary. There was a battle here. Just now. Talulah: It was between me and W, who tried to assassinate me. Don't worry, I'm fine. Talulah: From the reports I've received, she was already showing signs of rebellion when she occupied Chernobog. Talulah: She made her own decision to let the enemy escape, instigated the Sarkaz mercenaries' rebellion, and murdered her superior. Talulah: These series of actions were likely caused by outside political forces. Patriot: Where is she now? Patriot: She should have, stood trial. Talulah: She detonated the explosives hidden around her body and fell into the core area. Talulah: I will dispatch someone to search for her body. Sir, you need not worry yourself. Patriot: That, does not concern me. Patriot: And her Sarkaz? What of them? Talulah: I will deal with it. Now that the core city is steadily moving on track, I'll need to stabilize the situation immediately. Patriot: ...Leader. This core city... was activated. Without my knowing. Why? Patriot: Even the comms. Have been broken. Talulah: We're out of options. Ursus may attack Chernobog at any time and slaughter our compatriots. For their sake, we must first take down Lungmen. Talulah: Right now, all energy must be used to support the operation of the core city, and we have no excess power to support tuning the ingoing and outgoing channels. Talulah: The Originium left behind by the Catastrophe is so potent that we cannot endure it. Talulah: The order to recall you exhausted the last of our backup supply. Now, there is only one place that can provide us with enough refined Originium. Patriot: Even then, if time is tight. Please discuss with us. Talulah: What you say may be correct. I'm sorry, Sir. I should have given it more thought. Patriot: But... What's done, is done. Patriot: This Key. How will you use it? Talulah: It can stop the city. Patriot: This city... can be stopped? Patriot: Many things, once started. Will not stop. Talulah: So, I'm entrusting this key to you. You'll decide when we stop. Talulah: I apologize for giving you such an arbitrary command. Patriot: ...... Talulah: You seem more subdued today than usual, Sir. Patriot: No. I will go. To guard the core city. Patriot: Someone will attack. They will try. Patriot: And I will stop them. Talulah: Excuse me, Sir. Talulah: Crownslayer, FrostNova, Mephisto, and Faust are still waiting for our help. We must not let any outsiders interfere with our plans. Patriot: ...Talulah. Talulah: ...... Talulah: What's the matter, my champion? Patriot: Leader. Patriot: Any evil, no matter how great. Will always come, to an end. Patriot: This, I firmly believe. Talulah: Yes, I share the same conviction. Patriot: ...Goodbye, Leader. Talulah: Go, Patriot. Talulah: To end this war and regain the status of the Infected, Reunion will crush all enemies standing in our way. Chilling Voice: What's this? Hoarse Voice: A kind of, Sarkaz talisman. Two pieces. Hoarse Voice: This one, is for you. The other one, I will keep. Chilling Voice: What are these for? It's a bit heavy. Hoarse Voice: They can, keep you safe. Chilling Voice: You still believe in those weird Sarkaz things? ...What's the point of this? Hoarse Voice: Let me finish. Chilling Voice: Sure. Hoarse Voice: This talisman. Can withstand torture. Hoarse Voice: Mortal wounds, destroyed organs, no. But the consumption of life, it can withstand. Hoarse Voice: Until it breaks. Hoarse Voice: If yours breaks... Mine will tremble. Hoarse Voice: And I will go. Save you. Chilling Voice: What if both pieces break? Chilling Voice: ...Why aren't you saying anything? Chilling Voice: Uh... Fine, I'll hang onto it. Hoarse Voice: Good. Chilling Voice: I'm obviously going to outlive you, so you just do your own thing. Patriot: ...... Patriot: Help, who? End, what war? Patriot: My talisman. It, too, has broken. Sarkaz Warrior: ...... Sarkaz Warrior: You killed W. Sarkaz Warrior: What are you going to do now? Talulah: Liberate you. You will no longer need to bow before a Sarkaz. Talulah: All that you desire, I shall grant you. Sarkaz Warrior: And what exactly is that? Talulah: War. Talulah: No longer will you have to endure the foul taste of slaughtering the weak. No longer will you waste your efforts like a pebble hitting a rock. Talulah: I will give you a truly equal war. Talulah: Sarkaz, wandering devils. Talulah: What I will grant you... is not only the fear of your victims. I will reforge your blood, your flesh, your steel, and the shame of countless generations of your ancestors. Talulah: I will grant you slaughter, and I will grant you death. Talulah: A new era has arrived, and war shall reign supreme. Talulah: All Sarkaz who wish to taste all that this new era has to offer, step forward. Sarkaz Warrior: ...... Sarkaz Warrior: Who would you have us kill?
Talulah: So you're finally here. Hui-chieh. Hui-chieh: The storm hasn't broken for days. The whole valley's snowed over. The raspberry bushes still haven't budded. It's like spring'll never come. We're trapped here, starving, dressed thin, and every silent day we pass waiting for the snow to melt drives us out of our minds. You know, there's something about it all I find odd. We've never once had a smooth time of it. Any better circumstances, and they'd go to shit fast the moment I get involved. Maybe it really is like the Lungmenites say. I'm a bad omen. Nothing good comes of being around me. Reminds me of something from a hell of a long time ago. I've been thinking how I need to share my thoughts with you, in order to find peace. December 14th Third year without the Black Snake A small Ursus hamlet Old Woman: Talulah, get back here! You can't let them see you like that, for heaven's sakes. Talulah: Don't worry! I'm coming in now. Old Woman: Why won't you just take those clothes off?! I've said it over and over, they'll bring those damned bugs around! Old Woman: Those big, black, poisonous bugs... One bite and a whole field goes barren! Talulah: I always wear my normal clothes, don't I? I've only been wearing these lately because I had to be outside. Talulah: You remember the gentleman who gave me these clothes, don't you? The handsome one. He wouldn't recognize me in anything else. Talulah: I believe destiny will send him to me again. When that time comes, you and your husband can both live happily ever after. Old Woman: Bah! Talulah... Talulah! A bald-faced liar, that's what you are. What about everything you said before, then? Talulah: Oh. What was it I said before? I've forgotten. It was the same, wasn't it? Old Woman: You said your father gave you these clothes as a birthday gift! Old Woman: You said he was robbed blind by some ring-headed foreigner, and you ran off crying, these clothes soaked in his blood! Old Woman: You're all over the place... The time before that was a different story too! Talulah: Ah, so I can't keep it straight? Your memory's just wonderful. Old Woman: Don't suck up to me! Always talking complete nonsense... I've got a foot in the grave, but look at you, running an old coot like me in circles. Don't you feel even a bit of shame? Talulah: Ah. I'm sorry, that's wrong of me. Really. Old Woman: Now sit down! Don't bother with your clothes! Driving me up the wall! Old Woman: Chop, chop! Polish off that lunch already. You told me you'd be back by noon and the sun's almost down! Old Woman: I left the soup on for you, but it's nearly boiled dry now. You may as well be having your supper at this rate! Old Woman: Oh, dear Majesty, how could our little girl turn out this way...? Old Woman: Get that down, you. The old man still wants you for something. Oh, that miserable drunk! Where's he run off now...? You'll have to find him yourself. Talulah: Alright, I get it. Old Woman: Hmph! You grew up so well, but not a single true word comes out of your mouth! Just like all those sweet-talking youngsters in the city! Old Woman: I nearly got swindled once when I was younger... There's nothing good about them! Talulah: Enough... I've heard this one a hundred times. Old Woman: Talking back! Right... here. Oh, come on, take your plate now! And eat your bread, snappity-snap! Old Woman: Don't rush like that! You'll choke! Old Woman: ...Sigh, you were all soaked in blood the day you showed up, though. Old Woman: I still get chills thinking about it, Talulah. If you weren't one of those good kids, the old man would've split your head open with a hatchet right then and there. Talulah: Who can even tell if someone else is good or bad at a single glance...? Old Woman: That day you ran here, it was an evening dark as dark was, with all beasts crawling outside. Burdenbeasts or meatbeasts, they never stopped howling! Really made me uneasy... Old Woman: And then, and then that thing you were carrying... Talulah: Unf, pff... cough cough! Old Woman: What a big knife it was! I'd never seen one so big in all my years! Talulah: That was a sword... a sword! Not a knife. And don't take it to clear out mountain paths again. That's not what it's for. Talulah: And by the way! Didn't we agree never to speak of that again? I'm getting upset. Old Woman: Whoops, my big mouth! Pfeh! Oh, Emperor above! I won't say a word more, not a single word of it again! Oh, Your Majesty, forgive an old blabbermouth for her careless slip! Talulah: That's enough. Surely the Emperor's in no place to care. He's living it up just fine in his grand old city, and us? We can't even find potatoes to eat next week. He couldn't do anything for us, even if he wanted to. Talulah: For that matter, I'm wondering if you even know who the Emperor is now? Old Woman: How rude! Talulah: The soup... are we out of salt? Old Woman: Yes! We ran out a while ago. The salt jar went empty last night! Hmph, you're just as wasteful as that old man! Eating all our salt... you'll pickle yourselves dead! Old Woman: And Lord knows what in the world you're up to when you leave for days at a time! You come back with nothing, no money, not even a thing to eat! A girl driving this house to ruin...! Talulah: I get it, I get it. I'm changing it out now. Old Woman: So healthy you are! You ought to be working! Old Woman: Don't bother. I had a chat with Alina just a minute ago. She'll bring us some salt. Now look at you! Old Woman: Alina is a lot more reliable than you! She likes her studying, she gets hands-on with her work, and you still can't even sew your own clothes! Talulah: ...To each their own. Old Woman: Eh? What do you mean? Talulah: Everyone has her own ambitions. Old Woman: So what ambitions have you got? Ought to find someone good, a strong lad 'n' lass! If we leave you to do the work, mossoat'll be rotting underground before long. Talulah: I haven't slacked once on the yearly farmwork. Old Woman: You've only been here how many years?! ??? : Talulah never falls behind on her work. Please stop scolding her. Old Woman: Alina! You need to help me talk some sense into her, or else she'll keep going on like this, and... Alina: And there's not much wrong with that. Talulah: Oh, at last, you're here. You're the only one who knows how to quiet her down. Old Woman: So you're all grown up, are you! Think you're a noble just because you draped yourself in some uniform you got from Lord-knows-where? Small as you are, you put on airs anyway! Where'd you learn that...?! Old Woman: I have work to do! You two eat up. If you're hungry, Alina. Talulah, don't eat too much! Leave some for Alina. Talulah: Alright, alright... alright. Alina: I'll be fine, Ma'am. Thank you. Alina: Talulah, I've brought some salt over. The salt merchant will be here next week, so remember to buy some then. Talulah: Thank you so, so much, Alina. Without you, she'd be going on for another twenty minutes. Old Woman: I can hear you! Alina: Where'd you go this time? Talulah: Nowhere, just out for a walk to feel the wind. Right, the landscape painting you wanted. Alina: Ah, you actually remembered. Thank you, thank you a lot, Talulah. Alina: ...... Alina: This brush type... This isn't by the local painters. Alina: The old painter in Shmyr only knows hard strokes. I can't imagine him using a feather brush. These soft tips, this was a nighteye's plumage... from before it molted. Alina: Talulah, you went to the city. Talulah: ...Can't hide anything from you. Alina: Why hide things from me? I'm not Gendarmerie. Or a tax collector. Talulah: You don't need to know about any of it. It's danger all around there. Alina: And you're in the thick of it, then? Talulah: ...... The deer facing her seemed almost supernatural. The white-haired Draco felt, deep down, that if you didn't want Alina to know what was happening, your best option was not to let those things happen at all. Talulah: I'm just saying... Alina, you don't need to worry about th— Ursus Farmer: Trouble! There's trouble...! Old Woman: What's all the racket about?! Storming in without even knocking! I don't know what I'll do if the bolt's broken! Ursus Farmer: The... The Infected Patrol Unit! Ursus Farmer: Your old man brought this rabble on us! Old Woman: What?! Alina: Talulah! Where are you going? Old Woman: Oh, the knife! Alina, don't let her wave that thing around! Infected Patrol Unit: Let me repeat myself, old boy. I could just break your leg and come in all the same. Old Man: You've already come searching before! What're you here for now?! We can't even afford your taxes anymore! What more do you want to wring out of us?! Infected Patrol Unit: This is a routine inspection! We don't care how you try to sweeten the pot this time, we're mandated to inspect every two years... If we don't carry this out, then we're all in for the whip. Infected Patrol Unit: But if you just consent... Old Man: We can't give anything anymore! We've got nothing to give! No money, no jewelry, not even any more food! Infected Patrol Unit: The hell are you going on for? Infected Patrol Unit: This is a routine inspection! Out of the way! Old Man: Sir, sir! Officer, sir, we've got nothing left to give, honest to heaven! If you need to take something with you, just take me, for God's sakes! Infected Patrol Unit: I said OUT OF THE WAY! Old Man: Agh! Old Man: Guh... My leg... Talulah: What are you doing? Infected Patrol Unit: Hm? Some girl from somewhere... Infected Patrol Unit: —Hey. Your clothes there. Where'd you come from? No farmer could afford to wear those. Talulah: —— Talulah: I'm asking. What are you doing? Infected Patrol Unit: Huh? Infected Patrol Unit: Not a step closer! What do you think you're doing? Have you seen your eyes...? Hah, don't you look terrifying! Infected Patrol Unit: —Do I see a death wish?!
'The hibernating mountains carry smokestacks high,' 'And the tracks run hauling my home with creak and cry,' 'I found an acorn rolling in the gutter all alone, and right by a rivet rusted all of its chrome...' Horn: We've entered the warehouse. Investigation team, report status. Triangle: Leader. Vital signs to the southeast. Seven shelves away from you, moving within one meter. Horn: Number of heads? Triangle: One. Horn: Any Originium response? Triangle: None for the time being. Horn: Good. Hold your positions. Horn: Bagpipe? Bagpipe: Got it! Horn: What are you looking for? Bagpipe: Doesn't it sound like someone's singin'? Horn: Don't get distracted. This means our target's guard is down. Horn: Keep to the plan. Wait for my signal, then you charge. For now, keep moving in. Horn: Five, four, three... Horn: Ready— Bagpipe: Bunker destroyed! Panicked Youth: Ack— cough cough hack... Wh—what's going on? All this smoke out of nowhere! Horn: Don't move! Stay where you are, raise both your hands up! Panicked Youth: I—I... you're... Victorian soldiers? Bagpipe: What do you mean by that? Aren't you Victorian too? Panicked Youth: Er... Horn: He's looking to run. Cello, watch to intercept! Bagpipe: Leader, he's not headin' for the exit, he's turned back— Horn:!! Horn: Triangle! Target heading for the back shelves! If you pick up any Originium response, open fire immediately! Horn: Everyone else, form behind my shield! Horn: Quick!!! Horn: Bagpipe, what are you doing?! Bagpipe: — Bagpipe: I'm coverin' it! Everyone, run! Horn: You— Bagpipe: ...! Triangle: Leader, no Originium response. That's not a bomb under Bagpipe. Bagpipe: Oh! False alarm. Horn: And the target...? Bagpipe: Sorry, I knocked him a little hard. He won't be standin' for a while. Horn: And what of the boxes? Bagpipe: I'll take a peek. All potatoes and carrots, and cauliflowers too! I squashed 'em flat. Shame, they seemed just fine for eatin'. Horn: ...... Horn: Stay alert. Bagpipe: This one, this one, and this one... they're all the same. Leader, it's all produce and grains in here. Horn: Triangle, watch for anyone else nearing our perimeter. Horn: Oboe, you search the warehouse with Bagpipe. Signal on any discovery. Horn: Cello, take this man stuck on the floor and tie him up. Panicked Youth: Urgh... Horn: Right now, sir, we're going to need you to answer a few questions. Panicked Youth: I—I don't know anything. I'm here for sorting the potatoes. Horn: Are you from County Hillock? Panicked Youth: Yes... Horn: Have you heard of any spectre force? Panicked Youth: Spectre... what? cough, cough cough... Doesn't force mean people like you lot, all the soldiers? Panicked Youth: They took Lowry, Julia and Chris away... is it—is it my turn now? Horn: I want you to calm down. Horn: Listen. We have people who saw a batch of Originium goods enter this warehouse late last night. And now, those goods aren't here. You need to give me an explanation. Panicked Youth: Explanation? That's what you're looking for? You're not going to just hang me? I—I... pteuch. Bagpipe: Hey! What are you spittin' around for? You've gotta care about hygiene! Horn: Any leads? Bagpipe: None, it's potatoes everywhere. If our information wasn't wrong, then they must work a sight fast. Horn: Alright. Horn: Bring him. He definitely knows something, he's just not willing to open up. Panicked Youth: There it is... you're all the same! Dying to find faults in all of us, torturing us... you Victorian oppressor beasts! Bagpipe: Eh? Again? He thinks callin' another Victorian 'Victorian' counts as an insult? It's flyin' over my head. Triangle: Leader, incoming. Horn: How many? Horn: (Prepare to break up.) Bagpipe: (Yes, Leader.) Triangle: Update, Leader, they seem to be our own. ???: They're in here. Victorian Soldier: ...... Bagpipe: (Leader, we're surrounded.) Horn: (Going by the numbers, yes.) Bagpipe: (If you listen to the voices, there don't seem to be too many left outside. If I crack the wall by me, then we've got our chance!) Horn: (Don't get hasty.) ???: I see you've had a very fierce confrontation in here. Horn: Rita Skamandros, 7th Frontline Infantry Battalion, 2nd Tempest Platoon Leader. ???: Nice to meet you, Lieutenant Skamm... Skamandros. Horn: My name isn't too easy to remember. You can call me Horn, Captain. ???: Very well, Horn. I'm Kelly, Louis Kelly. I'm sorry, codenames aren't our style. Horn: Captain Kelly, you and your troops are presumably also here to investigate this warehouse. Captain Kelly: Correct, we've received the tip-off too. Horn: Then you ought to understand how grave this situation is. A great deal of illicit Originium goods were stolen off a military transport a couple months ago, and ultimately came to vanish in this region. Captain Kelly: Ahem... Horn: I need not remind you, Captain, with this much ordnance, coupled with recent thefts in surrounding counties—if fallen into felonious hands, the menace posed will reach far beyond County Hillock. Captain Kelly: Good, thank you for the run-down. I understand. Horn: And we're very thankful for your cooperation. Captain Kelly: Hill! Adjutant Hill: Sir. Captain Kelly: Take this young man... this suspect back to camp. Bagpipe: What? It was mad for us gettin' this man as our lead! Adjutant Hill: Sir, her spear is obstructing fulfillment of my duty. Captain Kelly: Er... Horn: ...... Horn: Bagpipe, let it go. Bagpipe: But our mission— Horn: —We're on Hillock land right now. Captain Kelly pulls a handkerchief from his pocket, and wipes the sweat on his forehead. Captain Kelly: Very glad we could persuade you, Lieutenant. You and this young Vouivre lady, and all others present... Captain Kelly: Ahem—you must be certainly worn out by your hard journey, dashing here from Londinium. Horn: It's our duty as soldiers of Victoria. Captain Kelly: Yes, quite right. Now, if you still have intention to operate in County Hillock... Horn: We're obliged to continue tracking the thieved Originium goods. This is an order from Londinium. I imagine Colonel Hamilton would see sense too. Captain Kelly: Of course, of course. You may accompany me back to camp. Bagpipe: Leader, do we really have to give him up to them? They have to be doin' this on purpose! Ever since we touched foot on the outskirt plate, they've been followin' right behind! Bagpipe: Right until now, just as we caught him— Horn: 'Stationed troops of the Empire have a responsibility to address any threat to public safety that arises within their station.' Horn: They haven't violated any code. Bagpipe: Ugh... alright. Horn: Captain, he's yours. As per code, we may also take part in the interrogation—we hope you recall. Captain Kelly: Ha, hahah... yes, quite in line with code. Panicked Youth: N—No... let me go! Don't take me! Adjutant Hill: Heh... Panicked Youth: Help me... save my soul! I haven't done anything... I don't know... Panicked Youth: Aaarghhh! Captain Kelly: Hill... Adjutant Hill: Tara rabble like him always do make a scene like this. Captain Kelly: Take him away. Bagpipe: Ugh, really! What gives them the right! Bagpipe: (Leader, I think... that wee Feline wants us to help him. He's scared to death of goin' with them.) Horn: (......) Horn: (Triangle?) Triangle: Here, Leader. Still in position, outside in the same tree. They haven't noticed me. Horn: (Good. Take the reconnaissance group, and keep investigating along nearby transport routes. If you find any leads, immediately report back.) Triangle: Understood. Are we notifying their barracks? Horn: ...... Horn: No need. Horn: Be sure to defend yourselves.
You shouldn't follow me. Where I am going, the flames of war rage unchecked. You'd only be in the way. No need to get yourself killed. ???: I... ???: ...... Sarkaz Mercenary: Savra, what are you doing, standing there? Get down if you want to live! ???:! Sarkaz profanity! Incoming! Take cover and keep your head down! Cough cough... Sarkaz Mercenary: You still alive?! ???: I'm fine. Sarkaz Mercenary: They found our vantage point. We don't have much time left! Get a move on! Sarkaz Mercenary: Again, so soon?! Sarkaz Mercenary: Argghhh! Son of a...! My leg! ???: (Uses Arts) ???: This way! Cough. Thanks, brother. ???: All I did was find us some cover. No need to thank me. ???: Is your leg doing okay? Sarkaz Mercenary: I'm fine. I've been scratched up like this many times before. I'll be okay with a bandage. Sarkaz Mercenary: I'm probably not one to talk, but you don't seem like you can hold your own in a fight that well. I'm surprised you managed to survive this long. Sarkaz Mercenary: I saw you use Arts to move the cover. That's the technique of a seasoned veteran. Sarkaz Mercenary: How long have you been on the battlefield? ???: I've been through training many times, but I'm afraid this is my first deployment. ???: I only made it this far thanks to luck. I haven't done anything too great. Sarkaz Mercenary: Well, you're a humble one, I'll give you that. Sarkaz Mercenary: Anyway, we really can't keep this up for much longer. Sarkaz Mercenary: The bigwigs are probably having an easy time, but this is starting to be a bit too much to bear for the rest of us. Sarkaz Mercenary: Looks like we're the only ones left here. I wonder how the others are doing. ???: I got separated from my team... Our ambush failed, and the enemy scattered us. ???: It doesn't look like much is happening up ahead. I'm guessing anyone who charged up ahead are all... Sarkaz Mercenary: Well, what a coincidence. It's the same for me. Sarkaz Mercenary: I'm not expecting them to go back to help me at this point. ???: The mission may be a failure, but I'm not planning on dying here. ???: I'll scout out our surroundings. We may be trapped, but there has to be a way to break out of this. Sarkaz Mercenary: Scout? You? Sarkaz Mercenary: Listen, I'm not trying to look down on you, brother. Sarkaz Mercenary: But I promise, it doesn't matter how much cover your Arts can make you. The moment you poke your head out, you'll be blown to pieces. Sarkaz Mercenary: My suggestion: We stay here and observe. ???: I'm afraid we can't do that. ???: 3 o'clock... We've got company. Sarkaz Mercenary: Those freaking Kuranta? ???: They're light infantry. Most likely the Kuranta mercenaries. There may be others as well... They work together fairly often, after all. ???: Once they charge in here, we won't have anywhere to run. ???: They might even have some caster drones with them. Sarkaz Mercenary: How'd you know that much? ???: Simple deduction, guesswork, and experience. ???: I could be wrong, of course, but that should more or less be it. ???: We may stand out if we go now, but we can't hide here for very long. Sarkaz Mercenary: If you know so much about them, do you have a way to take them out too? ???: I'm afraid not with my Arts. I'll probably be killed the moment I try to attack. ???: Honestly, running away is about all I can manage right now. Sarkaz Mercenary: Hahahaha, sounds like whoever hired you really got a lemon. Sarkaz Mercenary: They're losing this war because they're too stingy and only bought men like you. You get what you pay for. Sarkaz Mercenary: By the way, before I forget... Sarkaz Mercenary: What's your name, Savra? 46A: I have many names. You can call me 46A for now. Sarkaz Mercenary: Heh, is that a name now? Sounds more like a model number for some kind of appliance. 46A: It's just one of my codenames. You can call me that for the time being. Sarkaz Mercenary: Well, it sounds to me you haven't made up your mind. 46A: My name isn't important. Sarkaz Mercenary: Guess it isn't. Looks like you're the same as me. Just playing it by ear, earning our keep. Sarkaz Mercenary: Was that an explosion?! Sarkaz Mercenary: Quick, 46A! Let's go! Sarkaz Mercenary: I've been a merc for a long time, but this is my first time seeing anyone use drones to guide artillery fire. Sarkaz Mercenary: Those drone casters are getting way too hard to deal with these days. Sarkaz Mercenary: If we'd found out sooner, so many of us would still be alive... 46A: I tried to cover our tracks. Hopefully that will buy us some time. Sarkaz Mercenary: You know all kinds of Arts, don't you? Sarkaz Mercenary: Why don't you take care of these wounds for me while you are at it? 46A: Sorry, I don't know healing Arts. Sarkaz Mercenary: It's fine. Just figured I'd ask. 46A: Our medic was the second one to go missing. Sarkaz Mercenary: Don't let it get to you, brother. It happens pretty often out here. Sarkaz Mercenary: If it wasn't for you, the Kuranta would've blown a hole through my guts already. 46A: So nobody else made it out? Sarkaz Mercenary: Looks like it. Sarkaz Mercenary: But that also means we're safe. Sarkaz Mercenary: Can you walk on your own? 46A: I'm fine. Sarkaz Mercenary: Let's keep going, then. The rendezvous point shouldn't be much further. If we keep this up, we should be there in about an hour. 46A: Good. Sarkaz Mercenary: I really backed the wrong horse this time. The nobles were paying top dollar, so I figured this one was a sure win. Sarkaz Mercenary: Who knew we'd get all those mortar shells dropped on us? The moment that happened, everyone just took off, running for dear life. Sarkaz Mercenary: I feel sorry for those brothers I've fought alongside over the years. Sarkaz Mercenary: They got their money, but at what cost? Sigh... Sarkaz Mercenary: How about you, 46A? You here because of how much they were willing to pay, too? 46A: There were some supplies I needed. Sarkaz Mercenary: Hah, no need to sugarcoat it like that. All of us are putting our lives on the line to earn our crust. 46A: I'm looking for someone as well. Sarkaz Mercenary: Looking for someone? What, on the battlefield? 46A: That's correct. Sarkaz Mercenary: Who are you looking for? Family? An enemy? 46A: Someone I owe my life. Sarkaz Mercenary: Hoh. Sarkaz Mercenary: That's interesting. Sarkaz Mercenary: Well, it sounds like something you'd do, but you're probably looking in the wrong place. 46A: It's a life debt, and— Sarkaz Mercenary: Fine, whatever. Let me give you a bit of advice. Don't let yourself be taken advantage of! Sarkaz Mercenary: I wasn't going to say this, but you're a weird one. Do you really think you can find the one who saved your life in Kazdel? Sarkaz Mercenary: Maybe they weren't even trying to save you. Sarkaz Mercenary: Think about all those men you've worked for up till now, all the people you've worked with. All of them ready to turn against you at a moment's notice. Sarkaz Mercenary: Maybe the moment you find them, they'll— I never imagined I would make such a mistake. I didn't see the attack coming at all. Were those explosives? Arts? My ears are buzzing. Pant... pant... But I'm not going to die here. Even if I can't see anything, even if I have to crawl my way out of here, I am going to live. ???: You always make it through everything alive, Savra. ???: But I never thought you'd make it this far. ???: You are not like those good-for-nothings. 46A: Who are you...? ???: You've made it this far. You have my approval. ???: I guess I must also give you a conclusion. ???: Will you face your past? ???: Or will you face the future? ???: Make your decision. 46A: ...... The Savra feebly holds his staff up. 46A: Can I come with you this time, Owl? Rangers: Rise and shine, young'un. 12F: Ughh...... 12F: What are you doing here, Mr. Rangers...? Rangers: Everyone else is busy today, so it's just us two Savra sharing drinks and conversation. Rangers: Do you remember now? 12F: R-Right... It's coming back to me. Rangers: Here, have some cold water. 12F: Thank you. Rangers: Try rubbing your eyes. Harder. Phew... huff. Rangers: This is how I used to sober myself up when I was your age. It does the trick, doesn't it? 12F: I suppose. Thank you, Mr. Rangers. Rangers: No need to thank me. We're both Savra. Rangers: This is a kind of remedy I came up with. Only works on us folk. Rangers: Were you dreaming, 12F? You seemed rather stiff. 12F: Oh, I guess I did have a rather strange dream. 12F: Something from the past came back to me, that's all. ???: Tell me. What's your name? 46A: I... I don't have a name... Only a codename. ???: Well, you just follow me from here on out. Like I said, there'll be far more dangers waiting ahead of you. ???: How far you can make it. Well, that depends on you. ???: Who you've been up till now just died here. Today is the day you died. It's also the day you were born. ???: Right, why don't I give you a new name as a present? ???: Let's see. It's March 3rd today... ???: Alright, you'll be 12F from here on out.
Eyjafjalla: Can I start now? I thought I saw the record button flash for a moment, but it might've just been my imagination. Oh... feels like it's starting to warm up... so I guess it's working? Eyjafjalla: Ahem, well then... Today is the third day of the field expedition, and we've almost made it to the survey site. Eyjafjalla: The time now is ten thirty... is that a one? Sorry, I can't see very clearly, but it's morning. Eyjafjalla: Oh, it-it's a two now! The time is 10:32, and our ETA to the rendezvous point with Rhodes Island is... Umm, twelve hours and twenty-eight minutes. Eyjafjalla: Everything has been going smoothly so far, and the detection rune is ready. As for the sampling equipment, the others are currently helping me with it. Eyjafjalla: Umm, what was that? I thought I heard someone calling me... Eyjafjalla: Ack, I almost dropped the recorder. Phew... Okay, don't panic... Eyjafjalla: Are they waving at me? I think that signal means they finished the installation? Begin data collection... Begin synchronous analysis... G-Got it! Field Operator: Eyjafjalla! Eyjafjalla: Oh... Um, Barty? Hearing aids... Okay, my hearing aids are working fine. Barty: Woah, hold on, there's no rush! Please mind your step. Eyjafjalla: I-It's fine... Barty, I can walk on my own. The visibility here is very good, so you don't need to worry about me running into things. Barty: You sure? The wind's pretty strong out here though, and there are rocks jutting out all over the place. Wouldn't it be better for you to stay on the aircraft? Barty: Besides, when I left, I told Dr. Kal'tsit I would keep you safe. Bet my whole next month's salary on it. Eyjafjalla: Ughh...... Eyjafjalla: Salad? With... Dr. Kal'tsit? Operator Barty: Huh? No, I said salary, my salary! Operator Barty: (whispers) Like hell I'd ask Dr. Kal'tsit to share a salad... Eyjafjalla: Oh, umm, I see... Eyjafjalla: Ugh... My hearing aid... I'm sure there must be some interference, maybe because the wind is too strong. Eyjafjalla: I'm very sorry. You were just talking about your work, right? Eyjafjalla: I know how reliable you are, Barty. You've been a great help to me on this trip. If I was alone here, even setting up this equipment would've taken all afternoon. Operator Barty: Huh, by yourself? You really think you could've handled all this heavy equipment? Even given a whole afternoon... Eyjafjalla: I've done it before. Back when I was in school, there were some research projects I had to carry out by myself. Operator Barty: Huh, what about your classmates? Eyjafjalla: Ah, well... Everyone took it differently... Those courses, they did require a bit more experience. Operator Barty: Right, I almost forgot through all that small talk, you're a real accomplished scholar. I guess the other students couldn't keep up with you? Operator Barty: But even so, they were working you way too hard back in school. Eyjafjalla: It actually wasn't that bad... S-Seriously, don't worry about it. I can handle myself, I just take my time. Eyjafjalla: But you know, after coming to Rhodes Island, it is much more convenient to get things done, whether on the landship or out in the field. Eyjafjalla: My new hearing aids are a lot better than the ones I was using before. Dr. Kal'tsit and the Professor are both supportive of my research, and Closure even helped me renovate my room... Eyjafjalla: The other operators always take very good care of me, just like you are now. I'm so glad I have all of you. Operator Barty: You thanked me the whole way here. C'mon, you're gonna make me blush. Guide: Hey! I just came back from there. The road's real narrow, so while y'all can still pass, that heavy thing's gotta stay behind. Eyjafjalla: Ugh... Does that mean there's no way for us to get to the last sampling point? Guide: I said, y'all can pass. You— can— pass—. Operator Barty: Look, there's no need to raise your voice, okay? Guide: She's just standin' there all confused. Her ears bad or something? Eyjafjalla: Sorry... I heard you this time. Eyjafjalla: Um, Barty, let's go take a look first? Guide: Wait, hold up, you're going too? I did say it's clear, but don't you think it'd be better for someone like you to take it easy? Eyjafjalla: Huh? Guide: The road up ahead is pretty nasty. A lot of earthquakes hit this area, and there are pits and sinkholes everywhere. One wrong move and you're stuck in one of those. Wouldn't even come out here if not for the money. Guide: Lookin' at you, you're havin' a tough time just walkin' on flat ground, and now you wanna join in on this craziness? Isn't that just looking for trouble? Operator Barty: You... How dare you talk like that to Eyjafjalla! She may be young, but she's the greatest volcanologist in the world! She's in charge of this whole expedition! Guide: Volcanology gonna pick her up and carry her? The only thing gettin' you across this road is a sturdy pair o' legs. Operator Barty: I guess you have a point... Um, Eyjafjalla... He's kinda right. If the road ahead is really that rough, you should... Eyjafjalla: Oh... Eyjafjalla: Barty, Mr. Guide, I am very sorry... for causing you trouble. Eyjafjalla: But, I need to go. Operator Barty: If you're concerned about the equipment, I can set it up for you— Eyjafjalla: Yes, I know. What you said is true. But, the source of the anomalous Originium readings is right up ahead. We need more precise detection method, and that requires my Arts. Operator Barty: Why not use the data from the sampling sites? There's a lot to pick from, right? Eyjafjalla: No good. We can't overlook even the smallest detail if we want accurate results. If I get lazy here, our entire mission may fall short. Operator Barty: I know that serious look, you've made up your mind... then we've got no choice. Let's go. Operator Barty: But let me get this out of the way, Eyjafjalla, if you ever feel uncomfortable, we're going to stop to take a break. You've got a duty to your research, but I've got a duty to protect you. Eyjafjalla: Okay... I'll be fine, Barty. Don't worry about me. Sigh... I can tell you're pushing yourself! Guide: Tsk... If you don't like hearing the truth... Guide: Let me just make this clear. If somethin' happens, I'm only gonna be lookin' after myself. Operator Barty: Damn it, people like you... Eyjafjalla: It's fine, don't worry about it. Thank you for showing us the way, Mr. Guide. Eyjafjalla: Continuing recording... The current time is 12:25 P.M., and we're moving towards the last sampling site. Eyjafjalla: We've analyzed the data from the previous sampling site and... Well, it's pretty much what I predicted. Eyjafjalla: Despite being igneous rock deposited by an ancient volcano, there's still strong Originium activity deep within it. It continues to grow stronger, and the trend is... undeniable. Eyjafjalla: The key lies in the core of the anomalous band... With that data, we'll be able to analyze the trajectory of change... I hope it won't interfere with Rhodes Island's subsequent— Eek! Eyjafjalla: I, I just bumped my shoulder on something... Sorry, Barty... I wasn't watching where I was going. Operator Barty: Is everything okay? We've been walking for an hour already. Eyjafjalla: Ah... Um... Yeah, I'm fine. Operator Barty: The wind is really strong here, stronger than before. It's making its way into the cracks of the rocks, just like us. Eyjafjalla: Yeah... It's really cold... My legs are all sore, and my eyes... Eyjafjalla: Ugh... Eyjafjalla: But, I can do this. Please keep going. Operator Barty: You're really not going to let anything stop you, huh? Operator Barty: Tell you what. You stand behind me, I'm big enough to block the wind for you. If there are any rocks, I'll get us out of the way. Eyjafjalla: Okay... Sounds good. Thank you, Barty. Guide: Hey... Don't say I didn't warn you. This road's hard to get through. Guide: So, what kind of treasure are you lookin' for? Must be great to get you pushin' through all this. Operator Barty: I think we told you back when we hired you? We're from Rhodes Island, a pharmaceutical company, and we're here to investigate and research— Guide: Yeah, yeah, I heard all that before. Guide: But like what investigation, what research? Isn't it all about money in the end? Guide: Heh, especially pharmaceutical companies like yours. I bet you've squeezed a whole lot of old rich folk desperately trying to survive, right? Operator Barty: You... you wouldn't get it. Operator Barty: There's nothing wrong with trying to make money, but some things you can't put a price on. Guide: Hm? Not here for money then? I was gonna say... how'd you plan to make money digging for rocks? Guide: Right, now that I think about it, there are some people, underlings working for those old aristocrats, always trying to play around with Arts. Always experimenting with things, researching things... Guide: Terrible... just terrible... Operator Barty: Hey you... Why are you trembling? I told you already, we're nothing like that... Eyjafjalla: Look out! gasp... Wooahhh! What the hell is that massive boulder?! Guide: My head... My head... Oh, it's still there? Guide: Wasn't that huge boulder flying towards my head just a moment ago? I thought I was a goner for sure... Guide: Ow, what's this red stuff? And what's with the debris all over the ground? This bubbly stuff... magma? From a volcano? Guide: Did the volcano erupt?! H-Help! I don't wanna die! Operator Barty: Shut up already! Operator Barty: Damn, I've been wanting to say that for the longest time... Operator Barty: Eyjafjalla... Eyjafjalla?! Are you all right? Eyjafjalla: Are you looking for me, Barty? I'm perfectly fine, right over here. Nobody got hurt by that falling boulder just now, right? Operator Barty: I think we're all okay. When I saw that thing coming at us, I thought it was too late— Wait, did you destroy that boulder with your Arts? Eyjafjalla: Yes. As long as everyone's safe. Operator Barty: Incredible... Even I didn't have a chance to react... And despite your eyes and ears... Eyjafjalla: You're right, Barty. I didn't hear anything. And I only vaguely saw a shadow. Eyjafjalla: But what I could feel... was the change in heat. Eyjafjalla: As Mr. Guide here also mentioned, the stone here is unstable. When affected by the strong winds, the rock formation fractures, and the friction between the fault and the rock mass generates a significant amount of heat. Operator Barty: Wow! Eyjafjalla, you're awesome, really! Guide: Amazing... and kinda scary... Guide: In just a flash, a single moment! That huge boulder, reduced to molten fragments! Guide: My god... if that thing had smashed into my head— Operator Barty: ...... Guide: Got it, shutting up. Shutting up. Eyjafjalla: Ah, we've finally arrived. Eyjafjalla: Right now it's... Oh, we're fifteen minutes behind schedule. Let's pick up the pace. Eyjafjalla: Booting up the equipment... still need to improve accuracy by fifteen percent... Frequency control, oscillating flow rate... Okay... Nine percent... Three percent... Eyjafjalla: Great, noise readings are into the ideal range. Barty, you can let go now. Guide: This... this is also Arts? Eyjafjalla: Yes, this indeed is my Originium technique. You can think of it as Arts, but I prefer to call it a scientific research method. Guide: Incredible... Eyjafjalla: Mr. Guide, you must be tired as well? We can head up and rest for a bit. Sample collection will take a while to finish, so we'll have about five hours before we have to check back on the equipment. Guide: So this is a scientist... A real scientist. Even though she's so young, she's got some real weighty words. Guide: Also, you just saved my life. And I'm the kind of person who knows a good one. Guide: Tell you what, I'll take the prepaid part of the guide fee. You don't have to pay the rest. Eyjafjalla: Huh? Operator Barty: Look, how many times do we have to tell you... Rhodes Island isn't that stingy— Eyjafjalla: Mm... Um, Barty... If Mr. Guide insists, I think we should accept his gratitude. Operator Barty: Huh? Oh, I see... Well, if you say so, Eyjafjalla, I guess we could do that. Operator Barty: (low voice) I must say, I'm a little surprised... Eyjafjalla: What did you say, Barty? Sorry, but I couldn't hear you clearly. Operator Barty: Haha, it's nothing. I'm just saying, I didn't expect you to be so perceptive about this kind of stuff. Eyjafjalla: Huh? Actually... it's kind of awkward when you put it that way... Eyjafjalla: I guess I don't really understand what Mr. Guide is talking about. Operator Barty: Huh? Eyjafjalla: In any case... Um, my hearing aids still don't work very well... But Mr. Guide looked really sincere and seemed to be thanking us... Eyjafjalla: Did I misunderstand something? Operator Barty: I guess not... Ahaha... You really are a true scholar, aren't you? Operator Barty: You can look past the superficial noise and cut straight to the truth at just a glance. Eyjafjalla: Errmmm... O-Okay... Eyjafjalla: The time is now 3:14 P.M. Data collection and analysis are progressing steadily. Eyjafjalla: A small incident occurred just now on the way to the last sampling site. Of course, it hasn't affected our work. Eyjafjalla: I also had some interesting conversations with Mr. Guide and Operator Barty along the way... Eyjafjalla: Even though I'm not sure I understood everything they meant, I think Barty said I'm a true scholar... Eyjafjalla: I blushed a little when I heard that... and it also made me think of something that happened before I left. Medic Operator: I won't allow it! Eyjafjalla, given your physical condition, you are forbidden to work outdoors again! Eyjafjalla: B-But... the anomalous Originium signal is likely related to volcanic activity, and it happens to be situated on Rhodes Island's next route. Eyjafjalla: Both as a volcanologist and as an Operator of Rhodes Island, I must complete this field survey. Medic Operator: But your health... Eyjafjalla: Please have faith in me. I know how to take care of myself. Ceylon: ...... Ceylon: Let her go. Medic Operator: Huh? Ceylon? You're a medic. How can you support the patient's irresponsible actions? Ceylon: Sure, even if it's irresponsible... Ceylon: I also consider myself an academic of sorts, so I can kind of understand how she feels. Ceylon: In other words, if I was given an opportunity to learn more about Originium, I'd definitely do everything within my power to make that happen. Medic Operator: I know, but... I'm just worried that another mission would worsen her condition further. Ceylon: That would make me want to go even more. Medic Operator: What?! Ceylon: Time is short, but the truth is still far away— and that's why we're even more eager to seize every opportunity, every day. Eyjafjalla: While I still can... while my legs can still support me... While my eyes... can still see that light... the brightness of the volcanoes. Ceylon: Yes, those lights... A an armchair scientist like me might not be able to see them, but I know Eyjafjalla can. Ceylon: Scholars like her have always been on the bleeding edge, pushing this world's knowledge forward. Every time she can move forward is another step that we'll be able to follow. Ceylon: Moving forward may not always be a good thing. It might be scary, and it might trip you up. But I'm not going to stop Eyjafjalla's progress just because I'm worried she'll get hurt. Medic Operator: I see... Medic Operator: Whatever... I'll never understand you academic types. Medic Operator: Alright, if you insist, Eyjafjalla, I won't try to stop you. You'll have to take it up with Dr. Kal'tsit! Eyjafjalla: Right... Thank you. Thank you so much, and you as well, Miss Ceylon. Eyjafjalla: That was the same topic back there. Eyjafjalla: What does it mean to be a scholar, a scientist? I don't think I've ever given this much thought. Eyjafjalla: Ceylon was right. I wanted to delve deeper into these volcanoes, to explore the mystery of the deepest parts of this land while I still have the time. Eyjafjalla: When I was young, if I had to think of what was a true scholar, I would have thought of my mom and dad... Eyjafjalla: But now, there's one more person. Eyjafjalla: So, can you tell me the answer to this question when I get back—— Professor?
4:32 P.M. \ Overcast Leithanian Northern Wastelands, Volcanic Belt Sampling Site #7 Please rest assured, this mission has come to a smooth conclusion. Operator Eyjafjalla is very tired, but her health is stable. Though the specific results of this expedition are still unclear, judging from Eyjafjalla's reactions, there should be some semblance of progress, albeit small and hardly worthy of being called a breakthrough. On the way back, I will continue to make sure that she... Eyjafjalla: Barty? Operator Barty: Oh...! Um, Eyjafjalla! D-Did you need something? Eyjafjalla: Um... that device on the front left-hand side seems to have shifted a bit, and background noise from its real-time data has suddenly started fluctuating... Eyjafjalla: Would you mind helping me see what's going on? Operator Barty: S-Sorry! Eyjafjalla: Huh? Operator Barty: I was the one who moved it! I'm really sorry, I... I wasn't trying to peek at the data— Eyjafjalla: Hmm... I see, so you were looking at the data? cough—cough cough... Eyjafjalla: In that case... all is well then. I thought the wind shifted it, so this at least saves us from having to check all the other devices. Operator Barty: Huh...? Wow, you're not upset with me at all? Operator Barty: You're not going to chew me out for looking through your data? Eyjafjalla: Chew? S-Sorry, I'm not sure I heard you clearly... But I'm assuming you're asking if I'm bothered by something? Eyjafjalla: I wouldn't say bothered, but there is something I'm curious about. I didn't think you'd be interested in my research data. Operator Barty: Haha... You have a point. An old dunce like me... Eyjafjalla: That's not what I'm trying to say. Eyjafjalla: It's just that volcanology isn't exactly the most exciting thing in the world. Most of the time, you head out into the wilderness like this, sit here and observe things all day, then bury yourself in data analysis after you get back... Most people would find that boring, right? Operator Barty: Boring, huh? If you really break it down, most people in this world lead pretty boring lives. Operator Barty: Every day, you get out of bed, you eat, you keep yourself busy with work all day, then you go to sleep at night. Operator Barty: But a scholar like you is always exploring new things. Isn't that a lot more interesting? Eyjafjalla: ...... Operator Barty: (She laughed!) H-Hey, did I really say something that stupid? Eyjafjalla: No, not at all. The way you were talking just reminded me of someone I used to go to school with. Operator Barty: Hah, is that so? I've also had my fair share of dealing with those collegiate types in the past. Eyjafjalla: Huh? Haven't you always been doing security work? Operator Barty: Oh, it's a really old story. Back then... I was only able to land a start-up job opportunity thanks to the compassion of a young faculty member. Operator Barty: He helped me out a lot, and also made me realize that research is something that is both meaningful and... Uhh, how do I put this. Not that simple? Yeah, not that simple. Through my last conversation with Dr. Kal'tsit, I learned that you were working at Rhodes Island. I also have another request... It's about Miss Naumann... She's currently at Rhodes Island under the name of Eyjafjalla. She's the only child of my esteemed teacher... Barty, I hope that you'll watch over her to the best of your abilities. Not just her physical well-being. Her Oripathy is rather severe... There's also her research work. Please keep an eye on her progress and contact me if necessary. Operator Barty: Kahn... Operator Barty: Dr. Kal'tsit passed this letter on to me before we left, but she should know... Even if you didn't ask me, I'd still look after Eyjafjalla. Operator Barty: By the way, your first volcano expedition was several years ago, right? Eyjafjalla: Mhm, my first expedition... I think it would've been about three years back? Operator Barty: Seriously? You were still a kid! Operator Barty: (whispers) Are research institutes so black-hearted these days? Eyjafjalla: My hearing aid's working fine now. I heard all of that. Operator Barty: Ah, I wasn't talking about Rhodes Island! P-Please don't get the wrong idea! Eyjafjalla: I'm just joking... William University never asked that of me either. Even back then, the school didn't support me enrolling that early. Eyjafjalla: It's just that I was the only one who could make sense of the data my parents left behind. Eyjafjalla: I didn't want the project to be terminated... and my parents wouldn't have wanted that either. So, I insisted on joining the expedition in their place. Operator Barty: What happened to... Oh! I'm so sorry, I almost forgot that your parents are... Eyjafjalla: It's fine, Barty. It was a long time ago. Operator Barty: Was it because of... a volcano? Eyjafjalla: Yes... Volcanoes are very dangerous. My mom taught me when I was little. Eyjafjalla: —A tongue of flame is enough to swallow an entire house. But a volcano... is a behemoth with primal energies in its belly. Eyjafjalla: The behemoth may not be sentient, but every time it opens its mouth to breathe or cough, it reshapes the earth effortlessly. Eyjafjalla: It's a bit ironic. When I was little, I didn't really understand what my mom and dad were doing. In my mind, I just saw them as brave warriors who challenged behemoths. Operator Barty: Hey, that's not that much of an exaggeration, is it? They knew it was dangerous, but they went off and did it anyway. That takes courage! Eyjafjalla: It's also terrifying. Eyjafjalla: When I saw a volcano for the first time... my eyes weren't like they are now. I could see clearly, and my ears were still keen. Eyjafjalla: Even now, I still clearly remember the bright red, the roar in my ears... It was like a monster breaking free from the shackles of the earth, screeching as it clawed its way forward. Eyjafjalla: It was nothing like the textbooks... it was so real, alive. Eyjafjalla: I... I remember my legs locking up. I couldn't walk. I didn't even dare exhale for the longest time, up until I couldn't hold it anymore. I was coughing, with tears streaming down my eyes. Eyjafjalla: In that moment, I understood. Operator Barty: Understood... what? Eyjafjalla: Well, a lot of things. Eyjafjalla: I understood why before every expedition, my mom would squeeze into bed with me and hug me tight, until I fell asleep. Eyjafjalla: I understood why after every expedition, my dad would pat my head while sifting through his data, talking over and over about how grateful he was. Eyjafjalla: I think... they must've felt that fear every time they set out. Operator Barty: It's amazing how strong you are, even having lived through all of that. Operator Barty: I've heard about all kinds of tragedies, like losing a child to a raging river. The parents end up hating the river and move far away. Eyjafjalla: Back then... I think I also heard stuff like that. Eyjafjalla: The day after my parents' accident, everyone I knew came to see me, especially after they heard I was going to join the volcano expedition. Eyjafjalla: I knew where they were coming from, and respected that. They were worried I was too impulsive, making quick decisions in my grief. Eyjafjalla: Most of them hoped I would let go of everything and keep going to school like normal, but that was impossible for me. Operator Barty: Eyjafjalla... You really don't hold a grudge at all? After Professor Naumann's accident, I've been struggling to uncover the cause of the tragedy... I have difficulty believing that a top volcanologist, along with her husband who was skilled in Originium Arts, could die in such an unremarkable volcanic incident. Their research had already attracted too much attention. The truth was not the only thing on their journey of discovery. There were those who sought to exploit the fruits of their labor, and there were others yet who sought to forever bury those findings beneath the flow of volcanic debris. Adele is still young, and I'm not sure she can understand how dangerous this research is. She unfortunately contracted Oripathy, even before the accident. I trust Rhodes Island, just as Dr. Kal'tsit trusts me. I only wish that Adele would stop what she's doing... but as Dr. Kal'tsit said, I should wait to see what she's like after she's grown up. I'm still tied down by my work, so I've asked Dr. Kal'tsit to find you in my stead, Barty. Please take good care of her for me... I hope that before it is too late, you will do everything you can for her, protect her body and mind from the harms of the outside world, keep her from the gaze of the dark clouds above her. Operator Barty: In any case, volcanoes took away your parents... and caused your illness... Eyjafjalla: Yes... Eyjafjalla: I guess there is a little bit of resentment that... I can't escape from. Eyjafjalla: No, I shouldn't say resentment. Sadness would be a better word. Eyjafjalla: I miss them so much... my mom and my dad... When I first heard the news, I couldn't even believe it. Eyjafjalla: My dad's Arts were so powerful... and my mom had been on so many expeditions. Eyjafjalla: The next few nights after that, I would fall asleep in a stupor. I would always see those volcanoes in my dreams, and I would wake up screaming and crying... There was nothing strong about me at all. Operator Barty: No, no! That's human nature! Not to mention, you were so young at the time! Eyjafjalla: When you put it that way, my colleagues on the expedition team had to look after a sniveling, crying kid while trying to carry out their survey work. It must've been hard on them as well. Eyjafjalla: Hmm... I guess I really should write a few more thank-you letters when I get the chance. Operator Barty: Hahaha... Eyjafjalla: At least, I started to pull myself together after I saw a volcano with my own eyes for the first time. Operator Barty: Huh? Didn't you just say you were terrified of volcanoes? Eyjafjalla: Yes, I was. But on top of that terror, I also felt a hint of peace. It doesn't make much sense, does it? Operator Barty: Peace, huh? I... can't say I expected that answer. Eyjafjalla: Inevitably, I started to think of my mom and dad. At that moment, I suddenly thought, was I seeing the same volcano they had seen? Eyjafjalla: And all the scholars who came before us, was this what they had seen as well? Even after hundreds of years— even if the locations were completely different, it could be the same boiling lava flowing in front of all of us. Eyjafjalla: Even if I never got sick, even if the accident never happened, even if I spent my entire life dedicated to studying it... How much could I possibly have figured out the secrets of the eternal behemoth in front of me? Eyjafjalla: 'Why did mom and dad choose this path?' 'Why did mom and dad have to die?' Eyjafjalla: In front of an eternal, inscrutable question... My questions suddenly seemed so insignificant. Eyjafjalla: I don't have nearly enough time left here. I don't have any more excuses to shy away, or to keep wallowing in grief and fear. Operator Barty: Eyjafjalla... Eyjafjalla: I'm sure... mom and dad felt the same way. Eyjafjalla: I've taken the data they left behind and continued in their footsteps. Now, it's as if they never left this world. They continue to live on in front of me, guiding me forward. Eyjafjalla: If... one day, I also have to leave this world, there will be someone after me who continues my work where I left off, right? Operator Barty: Incredible... This way, your work will continue to be passed down again and again, it's a kind of immortality. Eyjafjalla: Hmm... immortality? I've never looked at it that way... cough cough... Operator Barty: Damn it, did the wind pick up again? Operator Barty: Have a seat here, Eyjafjalla. Being exposed to the wind isn't good for you. cough cough... Thanks. Yes, I'm already much better now. Eyjafjalla: After yakking on all this time, you might've gotten the wrong idea about me, Barty... Really, I'm not that brave. Eyjafjalla: I just... can't help but think back to an expedition I went on a few years ago. Eyjafjalla: I was in much better shape back then than I am now. Though I still wasn't very strong, at least I wouldn't bump into things left and right and drag everyone else down. Operator Barty: Nonsense, you haven't been dragging any of us down at all. If anything, you've been looking after us more than anything else. Eyjafjalla: So cold... Th-The wind's so strong... Eyjafjalla: Ugh... Even through all these layers, my hands and feet are still shaking... Operator Barty: Hm, now that I think about it, you always struggle with the cold, but every time we get close to you, you seem to run really hot. Eyjafjalla: That'd be my Arts... It might be something I subconsciously do because I always feel too cold. Eyjafjalla: Sorry, Barty. You should keep your distance from me if you don't want to risk getting burned. Operator Barty: No need to worry about me. As long as you feel a bit more comfortable, I don't care how hot it gets. Eyjafjalla: It doesn't actually help. It's just a subconscious reaction anyway, all it gives me is a tiny bit of psychological comfort. In the end, I just go right back to making a fool of myself, shivering all over the place. Eyjafjalla: Barty, don't you think that with my Originium Arts, and as a Caprinae, the cold shouldn't bother me so much? Eyjafjalla: Truthfully... I wasn't always like this. Sigh... Operator Barty: Don't worry about it. N-Next time, just make sure to bring even more layers! Eyjafjalla: Hmm... Some extra clothes, huh... Eyjafjalla: I should also get my hearing aids adjusted. I'm always mishearing things halfway through, and that's been a bit of a headache for you, hasn't it? Operator Barty: Say... Eyjafjalla... Y-Your leg... Eyjafjalla: Hm? What's wrong with my leg? Eyjafjalla: Oh... It seems to be moving on its own... Operator Barty: Haha, are you moving to a beat? I bet it's probably because of that guy, sitting in a faraway place, always singing to himself. Eyjafjalla: Huh? ♪ The snow continues to fall ♪ Everything becomes silent, gradually, quietly ♪ With love for this dance, and even more for the distant mountains ♪ All my hopes and desires ♪ Spread across this great, free land ♪ Where nobody can stop me Eyjafjalla: I seem to hear it... but also not hear it... Eyjafjalla: Hmm... This song is something I heard when I was young. Before I realized it, it kept echoing in my head. Operator Barty: You've also started to hum along... Operator Barty: You know, I gotta say, I'm relieved to see you like that. Kahn, about that thing you asked me to do— You were worried she could be in danger, caught up in something bad. You were worried she could get hurt, so you asked me to look after Miss Naumann— Eyjafjalla. I understand your concern, but I have to say— You really don't need to worry about her. The magma melted her heart and now it's growing back. It's the purest, most resolute thing in the world. The way I see it, the dark clouds above her cast no shadows on her light.
Broca: Aosta, are we really joining this Rhodes Island organization? Aosta: That's right, Broca. I think it's our best option. Broca: There's other places we could go. Aosta: I know you aren't a fan of this idea, Broca, but, honestly, this is our best option. Broca: ...... Chiave: Oh, don't give me that look, Broca. Chiave: If things don't go our way, all we gotta do is split. Aosta: Hah... I don't think it's that simple, but he has a point. Aosta: So how about it, Broca? Are you on board? Broca: ...I'll give it a try. Guard Operator: You're finally awake. Broca: Where are we...? Guard Operator: The forest. Our team was attacked by a pack of beasts, and the two of us fell off the cliff. Remember now? Broca: Yeah. Guard Operator: ...... Broca: ...... Guard Operator: Hmph, you're not very cute, are you? Guard Operator: Well, I still gotta thank you. If it wasn't for you, I might've died there on the spot. Broca: Don't mention it. Guard Operator: ...... Broca: ...... Guard Operator: Aghhhhhhhh! Fine, okay! I'm sorry I picked that bone with you yesterday. I shouldn't have said that. Guard Operator: I'm a little testy, you see. I don't like it when I hear someone badmouthing Rhodes Island. Guard Operator: But you're new here. It's not your fault you don't know what we're like just yet. Yato really tore me a new one last night. Don't take it personally, okay? Broca: No, I was at fault myself. Guard Operator: Eh, c'mon. I did you wrong, and I'll own up to that. Guard Operator: Anyway, let's put it behind us. That fine with you? Broca: Alright. Guard Operator: Well, that's a weight off my shoulders. It's been bothering me all day. Broca: Where's everyone else? Guard Operator: No idea. With their skills, I'm sure they can hold their own. Broca: We should look for them, then... Ugh. Guard Operator: Hold up, bro. You shouldn't move around yet, what with how hurt you are. Broca: 'Bro?' Guard Operator: Oh, that's just what I call everyone. It's more intimate. You don't have a problem with that, do you? Broca: Call me whatever you want. Guard Operator: Alright, that settles it. Let's rest up here for the time being. We'll get moving once you heal up a bit. Broca: But... Guard Operator: Eh, don't worry. Yato's there with them. She's one of the most experienced operators we have. Nothing's gonna happen to them. Let's take care of ourselves. Broca: Fine. Guard Operator: Well, you lie down here a bit more. I'll take a look around. Broca: Alright. Broca: You know how loyal I am! Why are you abandoning me, Boss?! ???: It's because you're loyal, Broca. ???: All that loyalty, isn't it natural you'd die for me? Broca: ...... Broca: ...... Guard Operator: Yo, bro. Broca. I'm back. Guard Operator: I took a stroll around. This forest is huge. We gotta be a bit more careful. Broca: My wound's starting to get better. Let's move. Guard Operator: You sure you don't want to rest a little more? Broca: I'm good. Guard Operator: Right on, let's get moving, then. I have a decent idea of which way we came from. Guard Operator: Hey, bro, I've been wondering. What's with that saw on the back of your drill? Guard Operator: I don't see you using it much when you fight. Broca: I use this when I do retrofitting work. It's for sawing wood, among other things. Guard Operator: Sawing wood? So you used to be a lumberjack or something? Broca: No, I wasn't. I just like crafting sometimes. Guard Operator: Heh, I didn't expect you to be the crafty kind. Broca: It's nothing that amazing. Guard Operator: Well, bro, I just noticed there's one more thing I'm wrong about you. When we left for this mission, I thought you were the type to keep to himself. I didn't know you could be so talkative. Guard Operator: You should talk more. Try to express yourself if you don't want people to get the wrong idea. I mean, yesterday was the perfect example. Broca: I actually mean it, though. Guard Operator: You mean you don't trust Rhodes Island? Guard Operator: Man, that's what I was talking about. You just got here, makes sense that you'd be a little iffy on the place. Guard Operator: Really, though, hear me out on this one. You really shouldn't talk like that. The first thing you said was 'I don't trust Rhodes Island.' What kind of impression do you think that gives the rest of us? Broca: I don't... Guard Operator: Eh, stop right there, bro. I'm not trying to say you're hurting anyone's feelings or to tell you to shape up or anything. It's just, well, how should I say this...? Guard Operator: You see, I used to be a mercenary, and I've worked for organizations before, too. When I first got here, it was purely transactional. I was just here to make a living. Guard Operator: They treat us well, and the food's not bad, but that's about it. If you'd asked me back then, I probably would've told you I don't believe in that good, charitable company bull crap. Guard Operator: I mean, all the big companies are basically the same. You feel the same way too, no? Broca: Sure. Guard Operator: But anyway, I've been here for a while, and I can tell. Rhodes Island is different. This is something you need to learn yourself. Ain't nobody can teach you that. Guard Operator: And yes, I trust Amiya, I trust the Doctor, and I trust Dr. Kal'tsit. They all won me over. Guard Operator: I didn't snap because the way you were talking bugged me. I snapped because what you said was wrong. You know what I mean? Broca: I'm not sure... Guard Operator: Eh, it's all good. I'm not telling you to figure it all out right now. What I'm trying to say is Rhodes Island isn't quite like what you think it is. You should try to trust in us a little more. Broca: I don't remember helping out the village being part of our mission. Guard Operator: Huh? Oh, that? It's actually the Captain's call. If he thinks we can manage it, in most cases, we try to do something to help the locals out. Guard Operator: Why bring that up all of a sudden? Broca: No reason... Guard Operator: Come on... Wait, bro. Broca: What's wrong? Guard Operator: Look. Broca: ...?! Before the duo realize what has happened, the beasts that attacked the squad have already surrounded them. Guard Operator: Looks like we got company. Broca: I can still fight... Guard Operator: Don't. You haven't healed up yet. I'll create an opening for you. Run away when you get the chance. Broca: I can't leave you behind. Guard Operator: Hey, bro, you know why I apologized to you in the first place? Broca: ...? Guard Operator: I wouldn't apologize even if Yato lectured me the whole night, but you shielded me when we got ambushed. That's when I knew you were a good guy. Guard Operator: Someone like you will come to like Rhodes Island. Broca: ...... Guard Operator: Anyway, I owe you this one. Broca: No. Guard Operator: Eh, bro, don't be so stubborn. Guard Operator: Relax. This is nothing. I ain't gonna die. Broca: ...... Broca simply stands there and lifts his weapon as though he didn't hear the operator's plea. Guard Operator: Eh, you really ain't cute at all. Guard Operator: I can let it slide though. Guard Operator: Alright, then. Stay close to me, bro. I got your back, and you got mine. We'll bust through these jackasses and make it out of here, together! Broca: Alright. Just before the two of them could attack, a yelp can be heard from amongst the beasts. Guard Operator: Huh? Is that...? Medic Operator: Are you two okay?! Guard Operator: Oh, there you are! We're fine! Medic Operator: Hey, Broca, you don't look so good. Hurry. Sit down and let me take a look. Broca: I'm fine. Guard Operator: That's Yato and the rest of the gang over there, right? Medic Operator: Yep, we've been looking for you two ever since you fell down there. It's such a relief to find you alive. Medic Operator: It looks like you're hanging in there okay. We can't let our guard down, though. Let's leave this place to the others and take Broca back first. Guard Operator: No problem! Broca: Thanks. Guard Operator: Huh? What was that? Broca: Nothing. Aosta: So how was your first field op, Broca? Broca: It was fine. Aosta: Really? Great. I was worried you'd end up starting a fight. I guess I shouldn't have worried. Broca: Yeah, I think... I can give this a try.
Rhodes Island Landship Vulcan's Workshop Vulcan: Kay. Ceobe: What is it, Vulcan ? Ceobe: Need my help? Vulcan: When was the last time you performed maintenance on your equipment? Ceobe: Well... Ceobe: Let me think. Ceobe: One... Two... Ceobe: (Ceobe counts on her fingers) Ceobe: Fifteen days, I think? Vulcan: It's about time. You'd better get to work on them. Ceobe: Okay. Vulcan: You still have that maintenance diagram I drew for you? Ceobe: Yup! I hung it up in my room. Vulcan: Are there sufficient tools and consumables in that room? If you've run out, you can take some now. Ceobe: There's enough! Vulcan: Good. Vulcan: Let's clean up and pack up. Then we can head out when the fire dies down. Ceobe: Leave? Are you going out? Vulcan: Yes, I have to go check on the boiler room, then collect the materials I ordered from the warehouse . Don't have time to worry about the fire. Ceobe: I can watch the fire. Vulcan: That's not a good job for you. Vulcan: You have things you need to do as well, right? Ceobe: I guess. Vulcan: Almost time. Let's go. Vulcan: I made you a lunch, remember to take it when you leave. Vulcan: I'll come find you when I finish. Ceobe: Okay, Vulcan . Vulcan: Right, see you later. Ceobe: Come back soon! Ceobe: Oh... She's gone... Ceobe: What... should I do...? Ceobe: Hmm... Ceobe: I'll go to my room to take care of my babies then. Dormitories Ceobe's Room Ceobe: This... The picture says vegetable oil. Ceobe: Vegetable oil? Ceobe: Is it... this? Ceobe: The label says——Vege... table... Oil...! Ceobe: I got it! Ceobe: What's the next step? Ceobe: Hmm... Ceobe: Dip the cloth into the oil, then slowly rub all the shiny parts. Ceobe: Yup, just like that! Ceobe: I remember it super clearly. Ceobe: Hehe. Ceobe: I wonder what Vulcan will say when she sees how good I did? Maybe I'll get a gift? Ceobe: She made a top for me last time. It's so fun to spin! Ceobe: Maybe I'll get something even better this time. Ceobe: Hm... Ceobe: I've never tasted oil before. Ceobe: Since it's food for my babies, it must taste good. Ceobe: (Ceobe dips her finger in the oil and licks it) Ceobe: Blech. Ceobe: Looks like I can't eat the food my babies like. Ceobe: And here I thought maybe we'd have something to enjoy together. Ceobe: Hmph. Ceobe: Back to work. Ceobe: Hmm... Ceobe: Okay, I'm done! Ceobe: What to do next? Ceobe: Oh, I have to wipe oil on other parts. Ceobe: With different oils too. Ceobe: Yeah. Ceobe: ...... A long, long time later... Ceobe: I think I'm almost done. Ceobe: I'm kinda hungry. Ceobe: Okay, lunch time, lunch time. Ceobe: Today's lunch is—— Ceobe: Grilled meatbeast chop! And mashed potatoes with sauce! Ceobe: Wow! Ceobe: Awawawa!!! Ceobe: Ah——finished! Ceobe: Vulcan is so good at crafting anything, even food! Ceobe: But——I'm still a little hungry—— Ceobe: Hm, what time is it now? Ceobe: Oh, eleven... eleven fifteen... It's noon! Ceobe: It's time for everyone to eat! Ceobe: Which means—— Ceobe: Yay! Ceobe: Away!!! 11:30 A.M. Rhodes Island Cafeteria Ceobe: Wow, there's a lot of people here! Ceobe: Let's see what food they have. Ceobe: W-Wow! Ceobe: Wow!! Courier: Hello, Ceobe. What do you want to eat? Ceobe: I'm looking. Ceobe: (Since there's so much good food here, there must be more inside!) Ceobe: (Okay, let me think how to sneak inside.) Courier: Are you going to order? Ceobe: No, I don't need to . Ceobe: Bye! Courier: See you. Gitano: Courier, the food for your counter is almost here. Be ready. Courier: Okay. Courier: (Whisper) She's here. Gitano: (Whisper) Understood. Ceobe: Vulcan taught me to watch closely and wait for a chance. Ceobe: I didn't watch enough last time and the old guy caught me at the door... Ceobe: But this time will be different! Ceobe: I'll definitely get inside! Ceobe: Mmm—— Ceobe: ...... Gitano: Shchi, huh? If I recall correctly, it goes there in the middle, where Courier is standing. Gummy: Alright. Ceobe: (The door is close to my hiding spot.) Ceobe: (There's a pretty lady by the door, I can't let her see me.) Ceobe: (Little Cub is talking to her.) Ceobe: (There's a lot of tasty stuff next to her, but people are watching.) Ceobe: (There's a little hole further away. I think it is for dishes. I can't get through it.) Ceobe: (The door is my only choice.) Ceobe: (But the door's so crowded still.) Ceobe: (Hmm, I'll wait a while more.) Ceobe: (Okay the door is quieter now.) Ceobe: (No one's there!) Ceobe: (Now's my chance!) Ceobe: (Go!!!) Ceobe: Yummy goodies, here I come! Gummy: Wooaahh! Kay, you can't go in there! Ceobe: I can't? Gummy: You can't! Don't you see the sign on the door? Ceobe: I see it. Ceobe: I see a red circle with a tilty red line going through it. Ceobe: I also see Kay. Gummy: That means 'Kay is not allowed in here.' Got it? Ceobe: Got it. Gummy: If you get it, why are you still going in?! Ceobe: Hungry. Gummy: If you're hungry, you can just get in line and order something to eat. Ceobe: Hungry. Gummy: Y-You're not allowed in there! Ceobe: But I'm hungry! Gummy: Fine, fine! I'll think of something!! Gummy: Hmm... Gummy: What if I... Gummy: If I give you this cookie, will you promise not to go inside? sniff sniff Ceobe: Mm! Ceobe: Okay, okay! Gummy: Here... Ceobe: Thanks! Not long afterwards... Ceobe: Little Cub's cookie was tasty. Ceobe: But I'm still hungry... Ceobe: Sorry Little Cub, I still want to go in. Ceobe: Maybe I got found out because I was too excited. Ceobe: I won't make the same mistake again! Ceobe: Hm, let's see... Ceobe: ...... Ceobe: (The only one by the door is the pretty lady at the counter.) Ceobe: (The door is still open?!) Ceobe: (Wow!) Ceobe: (There's bread in that basket!) Ceobe: (Smells so fresh!) Ceobe: (I wanna eat it!) Ceobe: Yummy yummy goodies, here I come!! Ceobe: Ah. Gitano: What is it? Where are you going? Ceobe: (Oh no, I got caught!) Ceobe: Ah... Ceobe: Urk... Ahhh... Ceobe: (What do I do?! What do I do?!) Ceobe: (!) Ceobe: I-I want to go to the toilet. Gitano: This isn't the toilet. There's a sign over there, look for the one with the blue and pink people. Ceobe: Oh, I see! Ceobe: Thanks, pretty lady! Gitano: No problem, don't make the same mistake next time. Ceobe: Got it! Ceobe: (Ahh, I'm lucky she didn't figure me out. I don't want Vulcan to get mad at me.) Gitano: ...... Dur-nar: Gitano, the last dish is here. Gitano: Ah, good job. This should go to the farthest corner where Noir Corne is. Dur-nar: Alright... Gitano: What's up? Dur-nar: Nothing really, Gummy bit me. Gitano: Ooh, I didn't know you two were THAT close. Dur-nar: Don't joke about it, it hurts. Gitano: Hm-hmm. Gitano: Oh, right. Dur-nar: Huh? Gitano: Put two standard meal sets at the prep station near the kitchen door. Dur-nar: To feed the Perro? Gitano: I'm good. Dur-nar: Sure, I'll tell the cooks. Dur-nar: O-Owww... Gitano: Maybe it'll go numb later? Dur-nar: Please no. Spare me... Gitano: I'm just joking~ Dur-nar: If you're joking, doesn't that mean I'm done for... Gitano: Of course not. Gitano: Go on, we can wrap up and have lunch soon. Dur-nar: Okay... Ceobe: I'll make it this time! Ceobe: Let's see. Ceobe: ...... Ceobe: There's no one there at all. Ceobe: Even the pretty lady by the door is gone. Ceobe: Yay! Ceobe: Hah! Ceobe: Hehe, the door is unlocked. Ceobe: I'm going in! Ceobe: Ohh! There really was food here! Ceobe: How is the taste—— Ceobe: Wow, it's tasty! Ceobe: So good! Ceobe: Awawa. Ceobe: Ah, I'm so happy I got to eat! Ceobe: I better go home and finish taking care of my babies! Ceobe: Hmm... Ceobe: Just now, wasn't Little Cub's tummy rumbling? Ceobe: Is she hungry because she gave her cookie to me? Ceobe: Poor Little Cub... Ceobe: Vulcan says that when people help you, you should pay it back double or triple or whatever's even more than those, I forgot! Fourple? Ceobe: Anyway, Little Cub gave me a small cookie, so I should give her a really really really——big cookie. Ceobe: Okay, I'll make it as soon as Vulcan gets back! Ceobe: Now I need to go home and finish up my work. Ceobe's Room Ceobe: Hm... Ceobe: Hmm... Ceobe: Weapons are done. Ceobe: The covers for the weapons and the bag are clean. Ceobe: Just one last thing left. Ceobe: Vulcan, please hurry back, so Little Cub won't be hungry anymore... Ceobe: Who's there? Vulcan: It's me. Ceobe: Ah, Vulcan! I'll get the door! Ceobe: You came back really early today. Vulcan: Work went nice and smooth today, finished quick. Vulcan: Can you let me see your maintenance work? Ceobe: Okay, okay! Ceobe: I just finished, the weapons are all neat on the table! Vulcan: Great, I'll have a look. Vulcan: ...... Ceobe: (I did it just like the pictures .) Ceobe: (I have to believe in myself!) Ceobe: (I know I did it right!) Ceobe: H-How is it? Vulcan: The oil is applied very evenly. Vulcan: (Vulcan lifts the weapon and sniffs it) Vulcan: The right oils, too. Vulcan: Oh? Vulcan: You cleaned the sheaths? Ceobe: Yup! Vulcan: Good. Vulcan: You did a good job. Ceobe: Thanks, Vulcan! Ceobe: Ehehe. Vulcan: I'm going back to the workshop. Do you want to come along? Ceobe: Mm! Vulcan's Workshop Vulcan: This is a good batch of material here. Vulcan: Hope I can make something satisfying out of it. Ceobe: (Go on, say it, say it! Little Cub is still starving!) Ceobe: (B-But, I'm a little nervous...) Ceobe: ...... Vulcan: What's wrong? Is there anything you want to tell me? Ceobe: Oh, umm, well... Vulcan: Yes. Ceobe: Can you teach me how to make a big cookie?! Vulcan: Oh? You want to make your own food, finally? Ceobe: Y-Yeah! Ceobe: Please, teach me quickly! Little Cub is gonna starve to death soon! Vulcan: Little Cub... you mean... Gummy? Ceobe: Ah, uhh, yeah! Ceobe: Noon... Yeah, noon! I saw Little Cub at noon! Ceobe: She gave me a really tasty cookie! So I want to give Little Cub an even bigger, even tastier one! But, I don't know how to make a cookie, and I don't know where Little Cub lives either, I-I—— Ceobe: So I, uhh, I—— Vulcan: I understand. Ceobe: Vulcan, I—— Vulcan: You'll twist your tongue in a knot if you keep talking. Ceobe: Sorry... I-I'm in a bit of a hurry... Vulcan: Mm, alright. Vulcan: Now, listen to me. Ceobe: Alright... Vulcan: I know where she lives. Vulcan: I'll teach you how to make the treat, then bring you there. Ceobe: Really?! Vulcan: I'm always willing to teach if you're willing to learn. Ceobe: I want to learn! Vulcan: I happen to have some fermented dough here. Let's make a huge cookie, okay? Ceobe: Okay! Vulcan: How big do you want it to be? Ceobe: The bigger the better! Vulcan: Alright. Vulcan: Help me clear the workspace. I'll get the fire going. Ceobe: Got it! Vulcan: Preparations are just about done. Vulcan: Did you wash your hands, Kay? Ceobe: Yup! Ceobe: Wow, what's this? Vulcan: Dough. Ceobe: What should I do? Vulcan: Simple, just knead the dough. Vulcan: Just try it and see. I'll let you know if you're doing it wrong. Ceobe: Kneading the dough... Ceobe: Like this? Vulcan: Yes, continue. Vulcan: Don't be afraid to crush it, put some force into it. Vulcan: Knead it for a few more minutes. Vulcan: Alright, that should be enough. Spread it on the board. Vulcan: Cut it in half with the knife. Ceobe: Like this? Vulcan: Yep. Vulcan: Then press each half into a circle. Vulcan: Correct. Vulcan: We won't use any stuffing this time. I'll teach you how to prepare the stuffing and how to make pies when you're better at this. Vulcan: You missed a spot here, yes, here. Vulcan: Alright, not bad. Vulcan: Take the dough on the board and put it into the oven. Use these mitts for safety. Ceobe: Okay. Ceobe: On the rack in the oven? Vulcan: Correct. Ceobe: Okay——It's in! Ceobe: Making cookies is so easy! Ceobe: What else do I need to do? Vulcan: Watch the time. Ceobe: Ahh—— Ceobe: That's hard. Around ten minutes later... Vulcan: Kay. Ceobe: Hm... hm? Vulcan: It's time to take the cookie out. Ceobe: It's time?! Vulcan: Yes. Ceobe: Ohhh! Ceobe: Ah! Vulcan: Wait! Vulcan: Put these mitts on first. Ceobe: R-Right! Vulcan: Just place it on the table and it's done. Ceobe: O——kay. sniff sniff Ceobe: It smells nice. Ceobe: It must be really tasty. Ceobe: Let me taste it. Ceobe: (Ceobe breaks off a piece and chews it) Vulcan: What do you think? Ceobe: It's tasty! Ceobe: Cookies are best when they're still hot. Ceobe: I have to give this to Little Cub quickly. Vulcan: I'll put it between these wooden boards, so it'll stay warm longer. Vulcan: I'll guide you this time, but you have to go by yourself next time, got it? Ceobe: Got it! Dormitories Outside Gummy's Place Vulcan: We're here. Ceobe: Got it! Ceobe: (Ceobe rings the bell) Ding Dong ???: Come in, the door is open! Ceobe: (Ceobe pokes her head in) Ceobe: Is Little Cub here? Gummy: Hm? Ceobe: There you are! Gummy: Eh? Ceobe: Hiya. Ceobe: I ate your cookie earlier, so I got you a new one. Ceobe: Vulcan taught me how to make it. It's fresh outta the oven. Gummy: Isn't it... kinda big? Ceobe: Hurry up and eat it before it gets cold. Ceobe: Bye bye. Vulcan: How did it go? Ceobe: Little Cub looked very happy. Vulcan: Oh? That's great. Ceobe: Vulcan. Vulcan: Huh? Ceobe: Thank you! Vulcan: Heh. Vulcan: You don't have to thank me. Vulcan: Learn to do it well and you can make cookies by yourself next time. Vulcan: Who knows, you might even be able to make your own honey biscuits one day. Ceobe: Wow, that sounds good! Vulcan: Doesn't it? Ceobe: But I think I'd still eat your honey biscuits, Vulcan! Vulcan: Really? Ceobe: Yup! Vulcan: Oh, that sounds good too. Vulcan: Let's go back. We can't leave the fire alone for too long. Vulcan: Besides, you haven't finished eating the other cookie yet. Ceobe: Oh, right! Ceobe: I was in such a rush to bring the cookie to Little Cub, I forgot my own. Vulcan: That kind of cookie is fine for filling your stomach, but it still lacks a little something to make it really delicious. Ceobe: ?! Vulcan: Do you remember the meat sauce from last time? Ceobe: Mm! Vulcan: Want to dip your cookie in it? Ceobe: Yes! Vulcan: Let's go then. Vulcan: I'm a little hungry too. Ceobe: Got it! Ceobe: Yummy goodies, here I come!
One laid-back morning. Rhodes Island Landship Fang: How did I let Kroos slip away again...? Beagle: Don't be mad, Captain. Kroos isn't a bad girl. Fang: I'm not mad. Fang: It's just—I'm supervising her work, and every single time... Beagle: She just wants to take it easy sometimes. Fang: Next time, maybe you should be the one keeping an eye on her. It kind of feels like she listens to you more... Beagle: It's not like I do anything special either. I just watch her work. Beagle: If she needs my help, l help her, and she goes back to doing it herself after a while. Fang: That's it? Beagle: Yep, that's all I do. Fang: Well, what can I say? I shouldn't have expected any less from you, Beagle. Fang: I'm not sure why, but whenever she has half a mind to slack off, there is just no way I can keep her working... Fang: Sometimes she's got a stomachache. Sometimes it's Instructor Dobermann calling for her, and I always just believe her. Fang: And before I know it, she's gone. Sigh... Fang: Kroos! Kroos:! Fang: There you are. Fang: You aren't getting away! Fang: Beagle, head her off! Beagle: Eh? Beagle: O-Okay! Pant. Fang: Kroos, back to duty with me! Kroos: (I'm just trying to take a short break!) Fang: Stop right there! Kroos: (Huh? Why is Fang getting faster and faster?!) Kroos: (I gotta come up with something.) Lens: 'Is there anything else you would like to listen to?' Scene: Y e s ... Lens: 'Okay, Lens will look it up in the library.' Kroos: (Is that Scene?) Kroos: (Hm...) Kroos: (Okay, let's give this a try.) Kroos: Hello~ Lens: 'Oh, hello, Kroos.' Kroos: Is it okay if I sit down next to you, Scene? Lens: 'Ooh—' Lens: 'Miss Scene says she doesn't mind. Go ahead!' Kroos: Thanks~ Pant— Lens: 'You look pretty tired.' Kroos: I mean, there's a Kuranta chasing me~ Fang: Kroos! Lens: 'Oh, I can hear her now. It's Fang.' Kroos: We're actually playing hide-and-seek right now. Kroos: And after she found me, it kind of turned into a race~ Kroos: Hey, Lens. Help me out, will you? Lens: 'Ooh—' Scene: Y e s ... Lens: 'Miss Scene says it sounds very interesting. Lens will therefore be providing all the assistance you need, Kroos.' Kroos: Thanks~ Lens: 'However, I can't guarantee that Fang won't recognize you.' Kroos: Well, if she catches me, I guess she'll have rightfully earned her victory~ Lens: 'If you say so—' Beep beep! Bzzt—Bzzt—Bzzt— Chime! Kroos: (Oh, have these buggies been here the whole time? I didn't even notice.) Beep beep! Bzzt—! Chime Chime! Fang: I know she hopped in here for sure. Fang: Just where is she? Fang: She's getting way too good at hiding... Lens: ...... Scene: ...... Kroos: ...... Fang: If I was Kroos... Fang: I'd be— Fang: Right around— Kroos: ...... Beagle: Fang—I saw Kroos run toward the cafeteria! Fang: Great, I'll be right there! Kroos: — Kroos: Phew— Lens: 'Congratulations, Kroos. It looks like you're still hidden.' Kroos: I've seen the way Scene hides on missions before. Kroos: It's so amazing~ Lens: 'Lens uses a revolutionary new camouflage technique that combines stealth and optical refraction technologies, among others, to satisfy Miss Scene's needs.' Scene: ...... Lens: 'I'm sorry, Miss Scene. Lens forgot to put on music for you.' Lens: 'And without further ado—' Kroos: Ha—This slaps. Kroos: Is it okay if I chill here for a little bit, too? Scene: Y e s ... Lens: 'Sure thing!' Kroos: By the way, what are you doing here, Scene? Lens: 'Miss Scene is brainstorming ideas for her next piece.' Lens: 'She may look like she's spacing out, but make no mistake. She's thinking.' Lens: 'And while she has her thinking cap on, it is Lens's job to play music and deliver food to her.' Kroos: Isn't there anyone chasing her down, trying to get her to work? Lens: 'Let's see—Not according to Lens's records.' Lens: 'If anyone tried to, Lens would activate these camouflage techniques. No one would be able to find her.' Kroos: Sounds so nice~ Kroos: I wish I could live like Scene does. Lens: 'I believe Miss Scene said something similar before.' Lens: 'Something along the lines of, 'I wish I could live the way Cautuses do—' Something like that.' Kroos: What's so nice about us Cautuses? Kroos: It's very exhausting~ Kroos: Ever since I was young, everyone's always told me that Cautuses are meant to be more energetic, and that I shouldn't be so lazy. Kroos: But all I ever wanna do is clear my mind and lay on the couch the whole day. Kroos: Doesn't that sound wonderful~ Scene: Y e s ... Lens: 'What Miss Scene is saying is you can make your own decisions, and that is a joy in itself.' Kroos: Huh? Lens: 'Let's use Lens as an analogy.' Lens: 'Lens is able to take photos very quickly. Through the use of my system's auxiliary operations, Lens is capable of snapping photos of running Kuranta and storing those photos in my album without issues.' Lens: 'But Miss Scene can't do that.' Lens: 'Even when she's photographing people, Miss Scene takes a very long time, almost like she's sketching.' Lens: 'That's why Miss Scene is a good scenery photographer. She's not good at it because she likes taking photos of landscapes.' Lens: 'She wants to take photos of everything, but, most of the time, she's only able to take photos of still objects. Only they have the patience to wait until she's done without moving.' Lens: 'And that's what Lens meant.' Lens: 'You don't like to move, but if you put your mind to it, you can still be pretty agile.' Kroos: Hm, maybe~? Lens: 'Both Lens and Click have edited operational records of your missions, Kroos.' Lens: 'You usually just hang out around the destination, but once an order comes, you always head towards the new destination quickly. That makes you no different from the other Cautuses.' Kroos: That's just because I could die if I mess up~ Kroos: Missions are hard~ Lens: 'Without Lens, Miss Scene wouldn't even be able to move to the next location.' Lens: 'Lens believes there's a difference between can't do and don't want to do.' Kroos: Yes... Lens: 'There are too many things that we can't do, so let's do the things that we can do the best we can.' Lens: 'This is something that Scene told Lens before.' Lens: 'Of course, Miss Scene may be able to do fewer things, but the things that she can do, she does with relative ease.' Lens: 'In your case, Lens supposes you probably focus on putting your energy where it matters because you know your limits?' Kroos: Oh, that might be it~ Lens: 'Looks like Lens's deduction is correct.' Kroos: But it could also be because I don't wanna work. Lens: 'Lens believes in you, Miss Kroos.' Bzzzzt— Kroos: What's wrong? Lens: 'Oh, sorry about that. The reception here isn't very good.' Lens: 'The motivational r-routine that Lens s-selected to inspire you had a few e-errors.' Kroos: Ugh...? Lens: 'It looks like y-you w-w-w—' Lens: — Kroos: Eh? Kroos: Lens? Lens: — Kroos: (The buggies stopped moving too.) Kroos: (Did they break down?) Scene: —! Kroos: Scene, are you trying to say something? Scene: M m— Kroos: Take your time~ I'm listening~ Scene: M m e h— Scene: E h h— Kroos: Let me guess~ Kroos: Oh, is it—Mayer? Scene: U m m— Kroos: Gotcha. I'll look for Mayer. You stay here to look after Lens. Kroos: I won't be long~ Kroos: See ya~ Scene: U m m— Scene: Y a— Beagle: I'm sorry, Fang, I got mixed up and went after the wrong person. Fang: You know, there's quite a bit of difference between Leonhardt and Kroos... Fang: Even if they're both Cautuses... Beagle: I'm so sorry! I should've been more careful! Fang: It's fine. Let's look for her again. If we don't find her, we'll have to ask Meteor or Gitano for help. Fang: Kroos isn't going to get away. Beagle: It kind of seems like she's got your full attention today, Captain. Beagle: You usually turn a blind eye, but you seem really mad this time. Fang: I'm not mad. Fang: You know what Kroos said when she ran away? Beagle: What? Fang: She said today's the anniversary of me becoming our leader, so she was going to pick out a present for me. Beagle: Isn't that a good thing? Fang: She never came back, in the end. I didn't even realize until you returned to the dorm. Beagle: Is today really the anniversary? Fang: It is... Beagle: Then that's really mean of her. Beagle: I'll give her a good scolding myself. Fang: Good. Beagle: Oh, right. Captain, happy anniversary! Fang: Oh, yeah. Thanks. Beagle: Eh? Beagle: Was that Kroos just now? Beagle: I hope I'm not seeing things again... Fang: No, that's Kroos alright. Fang: Looks like she's in a hurry. Fang: Come. Let's go take a look. Beagle: Okay. Mayer's Room, a.k.a. 'Lutra Workshop' Kroos: This should be it~ Kroos: (Isn't this an automatic door? Why isn't it opening?) Kroos: Mayer, are you home~? Kroos: (Ohh—) Kroos: (The door's broken.) Kroos: (Is it this button here?) Kroos: Mayer~ Kroos: I need a favor. Is it okay~? Kroos: May— cough... Mayer: Hm? Need me? Mayer: Ehh, my ventilation fan is on. Why is it so strong over here? Mayer: I'm painting right now. Why don't you step outside first? Mayer: Let me finish up here. I'll be right with you! Kroos: Okay, cough cough. cough. Kroos: Phew— Mayer: Here I am! Mayer: So, what's up? Mayer: If you just want some quick repairs, you should try Engineering. I don't think I'll be much help. cough, actually... Mayer: Oh—Lens is dead? Shouldn't you get Closure then? Kroos: Scene thought you'd be better~ Mayer: Okay, sure. Mayer: You're in luck today. I don't have anything in that much of a rush. Otherwise, you'd have come all this way for nothing. Mayer: Keep in mind, though, if those A.I. things with the four wheels run into problems, you should try Closure first. Kroos: Okay~ Mayer: Let's go, then. Fang: Mmm—— Beagle: Looks like Kroos is actually busy! Fang: Let's go back. Beagle: Huh? We don't need to follow her anymore? Fang: If she's actually busy, then let's not get in the way. Fang: We'll clean up Kroos's mess for her and get something to eat. Beagle: Right! Kroos: Here we are~ Mayer: Hey, slow down. I haven't had breakfast... Kroos: Scene~ Scene: Y e s ... Kroos: Lens? Lens: 'Why, hello, Kroos.' Lens: 'Oh, you're here too, Mayer. Welcome!' Mayer: She looks alright to me. Kroos: Uh... hm? Lens: 'Lens actually rebooted not long after you left.' Lens: 'Lens sometimes runs into problems with certain functions. It isn't uncommon for Lens to reboot.' Kroos: Then... Lens: 'Oh, you mean what Miss Scene was trying to say? She was trying to tell you that it's okay.' Lens: 'She takes a liiiittle while to get her words out, so she might've given you the wrong impression.' Kroos: Aha, guess I misunderstood~ Scene: Y e s ... Mayer: Well, guess I came all the way here for nothing. Lens: 'Sorry about that, Miss Mayer. Lens is doing very well.' Mayer: Well, let me take a look... Mayer: Doesn't seem like there's anything wrong on the outside. Mayer: You said you crashed just now, right? Lens: 'That's right.' Mayer: Then that should be a problem with the system. Mayer: You said it yourself. You reboot often, right? Lens: Y e s. Mayer: Closure didn't try to fix that for you? Lens: 'Closure has already ordered replacement parts for Lens. It won't be long before Lens receives an upgrade.' Mayer: Oh? Ohh— Mayer: So those parts were for you, huh? Mayer: I visited that dungeon of hers yesterday. She was working for the better part of the day. Mayer: She said it was some kind of 'advanced component used in extreme circumstances to be installed on a high-end mobile photography platform.' Mayer: So she meant you, huh? Mayer: Well, this is perfect. Let's go pay Closure a visit now. We'll take care of this problem of yours. Mayer: That way, you won't find yourself freezing up or having to install OS updates while you're out on a mission. Lens: 'Thank you very much, Mayer.' Lens: 'But Lens is afraid it takes Miss Scene a while to get around too. Lens will walk with Miss Scene, so we likely won't be able to come with you straight to Closure's.' Kroos: I'll walk her there~ Kroos: Is that okay, Scene~? Scene: Y e s— Lens: 'If that's what Miss Scene says...' Mayer: Okay, let's get going, then. Get it over with quickly, and I'll get to go to bed early. I have lots of work to get done tomorrow. Lens: 'Oh, Mayer, please don't push me around like that!' Scene: Y e a h—! Kroos: Don't worry, Miss Mayer's just a little impatient~ Kroos: Let's just take our time and walk there slowly~ Kroos: I know the way~ Scene: Y e s ... Reserve Op Team A1 Dormitory Kroos: I'm back~ Fang: Oh. Beagle: Welcome back. Kroos: Fang, here's some dessert I picked up for you~ Kroos: Happy anniversary! Beagle: Wow, muffins! Fang: Thanks. Fang: Leave them on the table. We'll share them tomorrow. Kroos: Okay~ Kroos: Is anyone using the bathroom~ Beagle: We're going to bed. It's all yours. Kroos: Okay~ Beagle: See, Fang? Kroos actually worked all day. Beagle: She even bought you a present. Fang: Yeah. Fang: I wasn't trying to reprimand her, you know. Fang: If she really wants to take a break, all she has to do is tell me. I'm not going to say no. Fang: It's just the way she goes about makes me kinda upset sometimes. Beagle: Kroos is too shy to actually say it. She's actually really thoughtful. Fang: I kind of think she's just toying with me. Beagle: Well, she's really close with you. Beagle: Kroos doesn't do that to most people. Sigh... I'd rather she treated me a little more normal... Fang: Let's go to bed. We have training first thing tomorrow morning. Fang: Be sure to wake Kroos up. She looked pretty tired when she got back. She just might not get up on her own. Fang: If she oversleeps, Instructor Dobermann... Beagle: Relax, Fang, I'll drag her there if I have to. Fang: I hope so... Fang: Whatever, not gonna worry too much about it. Fang: Bedtime now. Fang: Good night. Beagle: Good night, Captain.
05:30 A.M. \ Overcast Lancet-2: Good evening, Doctor. Lancet-2: Of course, by the strictest definition, it's not evening anymore. Lancet-2: You appear exhausted. My sensors indicate that you have not entered a state of deep sleep for at least twenty hours—and occasionally dozing off certainly cannot be counted. Option_1: No way about it. Too many files. Option_2: ...Tired. Option_3: Who made me the Doctor of Rhodes Island, huh?! Lancet-2: Your work is exceptionally important, Doctor, but it's as they say. Proper rest guarantees sustainable work. Lancet-2: All members of the Medical Department see the same way on this. That is why they frequently send me to accompany you, Doctor. Lancet-2: Um... although, aside from daily monitoring of your physiological state, there's not much more I can do. Option_1: I'm in pretty good health. Option_2: ...... Option_3: ...Sorry for the hassle. Lancet-2: Doctor, I noticed... the mug by your right hand. Lancet-2: Your attempts to hide it behind the files are meaningless. Ms. Closure did not add an olfactory module to me, but my image analysis very rarely makes mistakes. Lancet-2: It's still piping hot... Doctor, you poured yourself that mug in secret just now. Lancet-2: Fifteen minutes ago, you were already on your fourth mug, weren't you? Lancet-2: Occasional intake of stimulants to the central nervous system can be beneficial, but considering that it is almost morning, I suggest you... drink coffee. Option_1: Hm? Lancet-2: My sensors indicated just now that your heartrate is rather higher than average, as are your adrenaline levels. Lancet-2: Therefore... drink more coffee. Lancet-2: Um? What happened to me just now... Is this a slip of the tongue everyone normally makes? So robots can also have tongue slips... Lancet-2: In short, Doctor, please pay more mind to your rest, or else a Medical Department operator will lecture you again. As for your coffee... drink it. Lancet-2: ...... Lancet-2: ...! Aaah! ......!! ...drink coffee! Lancet-2: Ohh... Lancet-2: This is terrible. How could this happen to me? Doctor, can I ask that you... drink coffee? Option_1: Alright. I was planning to do just that. Option_2: ...... Option_3: Sounds like your logic's gone kinda wrong? Lancet-2: Just where is this issue occurring...? My intent was to dissuade you, Doctor... Lancet-2: Is it my logic module? Or language... Lancet-2: Ohh... I've gone pathological... I can't even get something as minor as this right... Engineering Operator: Hey. Doctor, huh? You're up real early. Engineering Operator: And here I was moping about my third morning shift this week... seeing you so active, I feel a little more awake. Engineering Operator: Anything I can help with? Option_1: Lancet-2 seems to be having issues. Engineering Operator: Hm? Lancet-2: Ohh... my language module's broken. Engineering Operator: Jeez, is that right? Well, you don't see that every day. Engineering Operator: Don't you get system checkups every week with Engineering? Last one was yesterday, wasn't it? Or was it the day before? Engineering Operator: You were all fine then. Closure made sure of it herself. She's the boss. Engineering Operator: What would cause a random malfunction? Lancet-2: I do not know either... I have heard the model of robot I am typically has a ten year service lifespan. Lancet-2: Currently, I'm only two years, three months and five days. Engineering Operator: Uh... no need to be so nervous? Engineering Operator: To tell the truth, even when we're all retired early from overwork, you should still be as youthful as ever. Lancet-2: Thank you for the consolation, even if I know it's only out of kindness. Option_1: ...An inspection ASAP, then? Engineering Operator: I'm nowhere near my boss's level, for sure... Engineering Operator: But this one's a little too simple, isn't it?! It's just an ad-hoc silencer module. And someone did a real sloppy job of sticking it on your back. The angle's crooked, even. Lancet-2: A silencer module? I have never heard of such a module. Engineering Operator: Oh, only the old operators at Engineering would know about this. Way back when Closure was overhauling your operation platforms, your, uh, language libraries had some issues. Option_1: What issues? Engineering Operator: Ahem. Somebody carelessly input a collection of top swears from all over Terra into Castle-3. Option_1: It's kind of hard to picture that. Option_2: ...... Option_3: You sure that was carelessness? Engineering Operator: They were a little too comprehensive. We reassembled the expletive content in the processing module, and a complete deletion requires some time. Engineering Operator: So in the interim, we came up with these little modules. Using 'em's a cinch. Just turn it on like this, get up close, get the current flowing— Engineering Operator: And any words you don't want people hearing get jammed into inaudible frequencies. Engineering Operator: That way, effectiveness of expression might've suffered for the time being, but at least we could avoid Castle-3 generating unnecessary complaints from certain other departments. Engineering Operator: Put it this way: ever since then, Rhodes Island has had a lot of little kiddos aboard, haha. Lancet-2: Ah... Though, well... why did this module end up on me? Lancet-2: I am able to guarantee that there are no words which should not exist within my language library. I ran a self-test on myself just thirty seconds ago. Engineering Operator: Because your silencer isn't targeting any kind of swears. Engineering Operator: Hm... seems someone entered the phrase 'do not' to the list. That checks out with what you just described, Doctor, right? Option_1: Lancet-2 definitely wanted to tell me 'do not drink coffee.' Engineering Operator: Yeah, hold up, I just noticed something on the back of the module... a piece of chewing gum? Engineering Operator: Someone sneaked a module out of our place, set up new target vocab, then used gum to stick it to Lancet-2? Engineering Operator: Real smart. Real easy mod, and one that'd sure as hell kick in. Question is, who'd do this? Lancet-2: Doctor, there's something I've been declining to mention. Lancet-2: In the Engineering Department just earlier, I sensed the presence of a third person. Option_1: Aren't we three people? Lancet-2: Doctor, I'm very happy that you count me along with you, but I unfortunately mean a third human. Aciddrop: ...... Aciddrop: Hah, yeah, I'm busted. Lancet-2: Greetings, Operator Aciddrop. Lancet-2: Though what I detected earlier didn't seem to be... oh, never mind. It doesn't matter. Lancet-2: Oh, right, your checkup today is still pending. Please wait a moment. Once I have reconfirmed the Doctor's data, I will perform your scan for you. Lancet-2: Additionally, please do not utilize your skateboard within living areas. It's still early, and you will be liable to disturb other operators. Lancet-2: On the off-chance that a collision occurs, you may bring about further unnecessary bodily harm. Aciddrop: ...Guess you're running regular again. Lancet-2: Hm? Lancet-2: Doctor, I'm not sure whether my understanding is faulty, but Operator Aciddrop seems to be implying that... Option_1: She's probably the one. Lancet-2: Operator Aciddrop, was it you that adhered a silencer module to me? Aciddrop: ...... Aciddrop: Yeah, I guess it was. Aciddrop: I did the deed. Lancet-2: Judging from your configuration of the silencer's targeting, do you not wish for me to direct the words 'do not' at you? Aciddrop: How do I lay it out...? Aciddrop: I'm used to living free, see, nobody on my back. So types like you... uh, kinda jam me up a little. Lancet-2: Oh, am I being bothersome? I'm sorry, it's never my intent to rouse such negative emotions. Lancet-2: Operator Aciddrop, ever since your arrival at Rhodes Island, your condition has been gradually stabilizing. Lancet-2: I'll report to Dr. Kal'tsit that we can reduce your checkup frequency. Aciddrop: ...Not really what I meant. Lancet-2: Alright, I understand. Lancet-2: Operator Aciddrop, it's not checkups that you feel are bothersome, but rather myself, correct? Lancet-2: This isn't a difficult problem to address. Lancet-2: Medical Department staff may all be very busy, but they care very much about the health and vitality of our operators, especially those of younger age who have just recently arrived. I can simply request them to assign someone else to your checkups. Option_1: You sound a little hurt, Lancet-2. Lancet-2: Not at all, Doctor. Please do not mislead our new operators. I'm only a robot, after all, and would never feel any sort of grievance. Lancet-2: Ohh, now that I look at it, I really do tend to tell people not to do things... Aciddrop: Don't say that. Lancet-2: Oh? Aciddrop: I don't wanna get someone different. Aciddrop: You're good. What's wrong with robots? Robots are rad as hell, right. Lancet-2: ...Thank you. Aciddrop: Uh, it's like, how do I put it...? Aciddrop: It's not like I'm saying you're annoying, even though having someone constantly up in your grill is, uh, kinda annoying, but that's 'cause you, like, care about me, right? I do get that, yeah. Lancet-2: In that case, Operator Aciddrop, what bother do you mean...? Aciddrop: If I have to put it some way, man, I feel like a total mess... like I kinda, uh, miss home? It's not like I MISS that whole place, but... ugh, it's a mess, yeah? It's just a freaking mess! Aciddrop: I admit it! It's not even cool, is it? I know it's not cool! Say whatever you want, I don't care! Lancet-2: ...... Aciddrop: C'mon, why aren't you saying anything? Aciddrop: Every time you're like 'do not' this, 'do not' that, you make me think of someone... dunno how the hell that old geezer's doing now. Lancet-2: Doctor, do I sound very old? Lancet-2: I only have two years of factual age, and per certain young operators' feedback, Closure selected a voice for me that should sound proximal to their ages. Does it not? Aciddrop: Haha, I'm not saying you're old. Aciddrop: It's just how you say things sometimes. Aciddrop: The old man used to really like harping on at me. Man, don't go skating there, it's dangerous. Don't be running around the block too late. Don't get too close to this or that... Aciddrop: ...Made me feel like my ears were gonna start shedding. Lancet-2: Ah, I more or less see the picture now. Lancet-2: Operator Aciddrop, you feel that I'm constantly nagging. Lancet-2: Ohh... It really isn't a charming mannerism at all... but whenever I see you utilizing your skateboard in the corridors, I just can't help but analyze the possibility of injury. Lancet-2: And within a period where your condition has not been better stabilized, excessive exercise can lead to the elevation of certain risk indicators... Aciddrop: I dig, I dig. You're looking out for us, yeah. Aciddrop: Honestly, it's kind of a weird feeling. Thinking about it now, like, back then it'd tick me off, and now I don't even get to hear it. Lancet-2: Operator Aciddrop, are you reminiscing about the past? Aciddrop: Reminiscing, huh... Kinda tough to say I am, I guess. It ends up kinda lame, y'know, always thinking about the past and whatever. Aciddrop: Hey. Rhodes Island's a pretty solid place. It's got radical robots like you, too. Haha. Sigh. Aciddrop: I'm sorry. Lancet-2: Um, are you apologizing to me, Operator Aciddrop? Aciddrop: I'll try to stop skating in some places. That's what you want, right? Aciddrop: I was just kinda talking crap yesterday, and E... uh, said there was something real fun I could try playing with. Aciddrop: At first I didn't actually think it'd work, and then when I heard you telling me in your normal voice to go to bed too late, it felt... a little awkward, deep down. Super awkward. Aciddrop: It was pretty wack. I mean, freedom is freedom... but I didn't feel any more relaxed. Actually just felt even more messed up. Aciddrop: Basically, I was wrong to do this. Aciddrop: And now you've busted me. What's my sentence? Do I get detention? Lancet-2: Oh, Rhodes Island has no custom of arbitrary detention. Besides, this isn't that big of a problem, is it? Lancet-2: Operator Aciddrop, in your hometown, convenient modification of otherwise inconvenient machines was quite a common sight, wasn't it? Lancet-2: I've seen it in your files. Both your hand crossbow and your skateboard have been through a certain degree of modification. Aciddrop: No, that's twisted. Aciddrop: You're not that kinda machine. Lancet-2: Hm? Option_1: As in, you're more than an ordinary machine. Option_2: I'm guessing she sees Lancet-2 as a friend? Lancet-2: Then that's all the less to worry about. As I view it, it's only a tiny, harmless prank. Aciddrop: Does it count as a prank? Lancet-2: A practical joke between friends conducted with mutual understanding. In my judgment, this meets the definition of a prank. Of course, robots cannot actually understand any sort of comedy. Lancet-2: Doctor, what do you think? Option_1: Haha. Lancet-2: As you see, even the Doctor laughed. This proves that it truly is a prank, correct? Lancet-2: As it is a prank, I believe Dr. Kal'tsit and Amiya won't need to know about this. As of now, I have already resumed normal operation, and the Engineering Department will not save any files or data on an issue as minor as this. Aciddrop: Huh. Thanks. Aciddrop: You really are a—super-rad—friend. Aciddrop: 'Kay. See ya 'round. Lancet-2: Er, please don't utilize your skateboard in the corridors— Lancet-2: Doctor, I have a question. Lancet-2: Do you also believe me to be a nag? Option_1: Not at all. You're right to say what you do. Option_2: Just the tiniest little bit. Lancet-2: Whenever you particularly want to drink coffee, I always advise against your continued consumption of it. Hearing it constantly does tend to be a bother, doesn't it? Lancet-2: Compared to one that always says 'do not,' I'm sure you'd much prefer a robot at your side that automatically serves you coffee when you want it—that would be far more obedient of a machine. Lancet-2: In that case, I ought to seek out Closure to decrease the frequency at which I say 'do not,' shouldn't I? Lancet-2: But that would be mutually incompatible with my intended purpose. Lancet-2: I am a medical robot. My purpose lies in ensuring the robust health of everyone at Rhodes Island. Lancet-2: And what I speak, you don't always listen to. It goes for Closure, too. She's just like you, Doctor. Constant overtime work, and an unhealthy diet. Lancet-2: If my nagging was undesirable, I wouldn't have been designed with this function, would I? Lancet-2: Ohhh... I don't understand... There's a contradiction in logic here. Option_1: It's not a contradiction. Option_2: ...... Option_3: It's because that's who you are, Lancet-2. Lancet-2: Is it not contradictory? This is just me? My nagging self? Lancet-2: If any of you don't like it, you can always change these behavioral habits of mine. Option_1: I don't want you to change. Option_2: Closure doesn't want you to change. Option_3: Not even Aciddrop wants you to change. Lancet-2: Alright. Maybe I don't understand your meaning at all, Doctor. But it's likely you're comforting me, so thank you. Lancet-2: Hi, Doctor. Nice to see you again. Option_1: Good morning, Lancet-2. Lancet-2: Good morning. Lancet-2: I see you rested at the appropriate time last night, and that is truly wonderful. Lancet-2: Doctor, are you here to observe Operator Aciddrop's training too? This is the first time she's taken part in morning drills. Oh, and Operators Ethan and Vigna are also training alongside her. Lancet-2: Not that I know why, but I feel today's instructors are especially strict. The rate at which I consume disinfectant fluid has risen dramatically. Ethan: Huff... pff... Ethan: You all monsters or something?! How the hell do you see me here?! Aciddrop: Rhodes Island training is this tough, huh... Vigna: Even I'm... Vigna: I'm serious, did either of you do something wild and get caught?! Lancet-2: So full of energy. Lancet-2: It seems as if their excess activity actually works to their benefit... Perhaps I really am able to lower my frequency of 'do not' now. Melantha: Lancet-2, something's on your back. Lancet-2: Um... um?! Melantha: It's bright green, a very pretty color. Um, I think it's graffiti. Lancet-2: Graffiti, is it...? How fortunate it's not anything else. I do worry about having issues crop up again. Lancet-2: Come to mention it, I wonder what this means... let's scan and see. Lancet-2: Hm? It's Columbian slang? My language library has no phrases that match it. Option_1: You might call them words of praise. Option_2: ...... Option_3: A prank between friends, you could say. Lancet-2: Are they really kind words? I'm not too certain... Lancet-2: But in any case, they're quite pretty, aren't they? And Miss Melantha said so too. Lancet-2: So, for the time being, I'll accept them.

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