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Chapter 50 ~ Demon Light

    Chapter 50 ~ Demon Light


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then, a toast to congratte Kiryuu Aika’s Victory in the Mirage Bat main event and First High’s overall victory! Cheers!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">““Cheers!””


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cheerful voices and excitement filled the room as they all raised their paper cups of canned tea or coffee up in the air in celebration of the amazing day that guaranteed First High school’s overall victory in this year’s Nine Schools Competition.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a small, impromptu celebration Mayumi initiated, so Erika, Mizuki, and even Leo , who didn’t participated in the NSC, was also invited along with Yuuji, Aika, Miyuki, Honoka, Shizuku, and Mikihiko.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Naturally, Mari, Suzune, and Azusa were also present along with Mayumi and celebrated the asion together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yuuji-kun, you’ve done extremely well on thepetition~ Congrattions on yourplete victory in all your events~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mm. Not to mention, you’ve also yed a big part in protecting our athletes from those… “incidents”, including myself. You’ve done well.”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you very much for your praise, Mayumi-senpai, chairwoman. But I believe it was only because of everyone in our team that we were able to achieve such results, as well as the understanding and cooperation with the tournamentmittee.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mayumi nodded with a brilliant smile, her cheeks blushing slightly when he referred to her by name.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t the first time he had called her by name, but the feeling of absolute happiness mixed with nervousness and embarrassment would always be born anew every time he did. And the fact that she felt this way made her even more embarrassed!How could she react this way when a junior two years younger than her called her that way!


    <span style="font-weight:400">She does admit that she is… i-interested and attracted to Yuuji, but this was still extremely embarrassing! She was supposed to be the one teasing him and making him feel this way since she’s the older one, not the other way around!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph, thosemittees wouldn’t have done a thing if we didn’t push for more security. In fact, wasn’t one of them a spy who almost sabotaged Aika-kun’s CAD?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mari crossed her arms and frowned deeply. Simply thinking about the way those tournamentmittees acted and the “effort” they put into their “internal investigations” when she put forth the request after multiple incidents hurt several of First High’s students made her mad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She would’ve crushed her paper cup in her hand if it was empty.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It couldn’t be helped. They have an… intricate hierarchy structure and system that made their investigations extremely slow. That is why Tatsuya, Mikihiko, Mizuki, and I tried our best to investigate on our own before anyone else was hurt.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...I just hoped I could’ve done more.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please don’t think like that, chairwoman. If it wasn’t for you, Mayumi-senpai, and Juumonji-senpai, I wouldn’t even be able to do half the things I did with our school’s security.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A tired sigh escaped Mari’s lips before a helpless smile appeared on her countenance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Alright, whatever you say.”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“U-Uhm… T-Tsubakihara-kun?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, Nakajou-senpai?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Y-You used the Fly spell and also programmed it into Aika-san’s CAD, right? T-Then, are you perhaps… T-Taurus Silver?”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">Azusa squeaked out thest few words of her sentences as she looked around warily. She must’ve wanted to keep her voice low and whispered it since she knew that Taurus Silver’s identity is confidential. But because she was too excited, she ended up squeaking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji held back the urge to pat her head, which was on the perfect height for him to just ce his hand on her and stroke it vigorously, and replied with a soft smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not, but I <i><span style="font-weight:400">am</i><span style="font-weight:400"> well acquainted with him. And…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He pretended to look around and leaned in, causing the other three to also lean in, before he spoke with a hushed tone so that only Mayumi, Mari, Suzune, and Azusa could hear him


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In truth, I was also working together with them on this project.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">““Eh?!?!?!””


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everyone turned towards them at Mayumi, Mari, and Azusa’s outburst, causing the three to panic and lean in even closer to each other and began whispering.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did you really do that, Yuuji-kun?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know you’re brilliant, but I didn’t expect you to be so close with <i><span style="font-weight:400">that</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Taurus Silver.”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did you really take part in realizing the fabled Fly Magic, Tsubakihara-kun?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, but really, I only came in theter stages of the project and helped them a bit. Mainly with optimization and rifying the principle regarding gravity and how to ovee it more efficiently.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see… Your magic <i><span style="font-weight:400">does</i><span style="font-weight:400"> make other people float in the air. That makes sense…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s amazing…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“U-Uhm! I-If you have the time, p-please tell me more about it!!!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ahahaha… I’m not sure how much I can tell you, but I will do my best to answer your questions.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After that, Yuuji began answering Azusa’s questions one by one… and spent the rest of the time celebrating in that manner.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was only after Mayumi managed to pry her off of him and stop her from asking more questions that he could finally rx and enjoy aid back conversation with her, Mari, and Suzune.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji let out a sigh and looked out of the window, peering into the night sky and city lit with artificial lights.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">He must be doing it, right now…</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">--------------------------------X--------------------------------


    <span style="font-weight:400">Within a private hotel room within the military-owned hotel near the venue where the Nine Schools Competition was held, Major Kazama Harunobu sat before an old man with hair white from age, Kudou Retsu.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His expression was neutral, yet before the aura and charisma of the Patriarch and head of the Kudou n, his face naturally stiffened despite his experience in facing many powerful and influential magicians in his life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What brings you here today, Partriarch?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What can I say? I simply have an interest in <i><span style="font-weight:400">them</i><span style="font-weight:400">. And especially <i><span style="font-weight:400">him.</i><span style="font-weight:400">”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...To whom do you specifically refer to?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shiba Tatsuya. Kiryuu Aika. And Tsubakihara Yuuji. The one you plucked from the Yotsuba three years ago, and the ones you saved from the depths of hell ten years ago.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kudou Retsu continued, his voice calm and charismatic as he spoke.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Surely it’s no shocker that I know about them? Given their… reputation, albeit hidden so meticulously.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In that case, you should be well aware of their circumstances as well. The Yotsubas haven’t relinquished their im to Tatsuya. As for the other two… You should know what they’ve gone through.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">For the first time, Major Kazama’s stern and neutral expression, a stone mask he had always worn when facing people such as the Patriarch, twisted in anger and disgust. Simply recalling the scene in which he found those two in, the veteran could still feel his stomach twisting at the inhumanity.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Even then, do you still wish to put them on the forefront of this madness?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Major Kazama clenched his sped hand and teeth tightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The special officer status he gave them… It was not meant to tie them down to the military, but for the military to protect them. Their identity, their powers, their past; it was meant to give them a chance to live peacefully without the need to worry about forces trying to use them as a tool of war.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The only reason why they did missions on behalf of Major Kazama was because they volunteered. It was a form of gratitude for the man who pulled them from the depths of hell. And they’ve paid in full.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They’ve protected Japan from the shadows for years. What more does the old man expect from such young children?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Don’t you find it a waste?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A waste? What do you mean?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Along with the scion of the Ichijou n, they could be a leading asset in our country’s magical forces. Don’t you consider it a waste to consign such elite talents as that to private bodyguard duties or as “special” officers solely in name?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Your excellency, disregarding Yuuji and Aika for a moment, do you wish to weaken the Yotsuba?”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">A moment of silence fell upon the room as Kudou Retsu closed his eyes solemnly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...At this rate, the Yotsuba will be too powerful. They might even surpass the Ten Masters ns altogether. And this would be true especially since Tsubakihara Yuuji and Kiryuu Aika both have such strong ties with the princess of Yotsuba and Shiba Tatsuya.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In terms ofbat power, the Yotsubas are indeed head and shoulders above the other Master ns.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And that won’t do. The Yotsuba have used their magicians as weapons including themselves. It’s true that magicians were initially developed as weapons… But as such, they’ll eventually be ejected from the world of mankind. I’m sure you’re… well aware of that, given your experience with those two?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazama narrowed his eyes, his hands still sped tightly as images of the hell he came into to save the two shed at the mention of “magicians developed as weapons”.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Your excellency. Just as you are aware of our situation, I, too, have some knowledge of the situation on your side. In fact, I even believe that I know the reason why you are so concerned with those three.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazama continued.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is not a matter of “someday”. At this very moment, those three are already our forces’ invaluable assets.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This may sound like nepotism on my part, but as a military asset, Tatsuya alone already far outsses Ichijou Masaki.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In terms of point defense, Ichijou Masaki can be, on his own, an asset with the power of an armored regiment. However, Tatsuya, on his own, is an asset on the level of a strategic missile. His magic are strategic weapons that should be, and are, restricted by severalyers of safety locks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for Yuuji and Aika… They alone could turn the tides of not only a single battle, but a war with a single spell.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It would be beyond cruel to ask them to take on the responsibility of controlling all that on their own. Especially when none of them wishes to have this power in the first ce.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">--------------------------------X--------------------------------


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who knew that Japan’s Special Forces would show up?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That doesn’t matter. Our priority now should be getting rid of that brat!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tsubakihara Yuuji, was it? Just who is this kid?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The thing is… We have no clue about his background. No info on his family or any dependents that he might have. It’s as if… he appeared in this world out of thin air. We got zero hits even for his personal data…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Board members of the Japanese Branch’s No Head Dragon discussed amongst themselves as panic and anxiety filled their hearts after First High School guaranteed their victory in the Nine Schools Competition after the day’spetition.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was no longer a trivial matter… Everything they’ve tried to obstruct them has failed. And it was all because of the first year student named Tsubakihara Yuuji!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Moreover, even their most desperate measure of sending a Generator to conduct a massacre and cancel the tournament was stopped by an unexpected interference by the Japanese Military’s special forces!


    <span style="font-weight:400">At this rate… Their heads would most definitely fly from how much money they’ve cost their organization.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just then, one of the Generators that were standing guard within the room suddenly struggled in pain.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They all turned to look at it in confusion and surprise as the Generator held its neck tightly, as if someone had strangled it. Its body began to glow with white light, and in the next moment, the Generator suddenly and instantly dissipated into dust and steam, and scattered into nothingness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Silence fell upon the entire room as the sprinkler on the ceiling activated in the presence of smoke. And in that silence, a call came to their room, breaking the silence and their daze.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They looked at each other warily, fear, confusion, and anxiety clear in their eyes. They silently nodded at each other, agreeing to take the call, and one of them moved up to the panel and touched the screen, epting the call.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Hello, No-Head Dragon, and members of the East Japan Branch.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Who are you?”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you for that day at Fuji. I’vee to return the favor.”</i><span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">A look of realization came to all of them, when suddenly, another generator dissipated into smoke and dust right before their eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In a panic, one of them threw therge, circr table down to the ground to create cover and ducked behind it, while another picked up their sniper rifle and tried to peek through therge, circr window that overlooked the city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where is he?! No.14, where’s thating from?!”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Generator called No.14 slowly raised his hand and pointed at the tall, hourss-shaped tower a few kilometers away from them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes widened in disbelief, and he came out of hiding and looked into the scope of his rifle, aiming it at the top of the tower, and zooming in extremely closely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And there he saw a young man d in full ck with ck sses, and a wireless headset microphone, aiming a light blue gun-shaped CAD at them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What…?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The figure in his scope smiled. His gun shed, and in the next moment, the scope on his rifle shattered, its ss piercing the area around his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.14, No. 16, kill him!”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Impossible, sir.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Impossible to reach.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t talk back! Kill him!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Do you really think I would let them?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Immediately, the final two Generators simrly dissipated into dust and steam, and disappeared right before them as they all looked at it happening in terror.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Instead of ordering your tools around, why don’t you try doing it yourself?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Silence fell once more as the fear of death began creeping on the back of their minds… No, not only death, but to disappear without a trace in such a manner.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A man in a dark, leaf green suit took his phone from his pocket and tried calling for help, only to fail.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“It’s futile. Right now, I’m the only one you canmunicate with from that room.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s ridiculous! How the hell did you-?!”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">*Poof*


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before even finishing his final words, the man dissipated into ash and dust, just like the three Generators before him.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve converged the radio waves. How I aplished that is of no concern to you.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… Aaaaaahhh!!!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">*Poof*


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man with the sniper and shards of sses around his eyes run towards the door in pure panic, and disappeared before he could reach it.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Now then, let’s get started.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-Wait! Hold on a second!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“What am I supposed to hold on for?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-We have no intention of interfering with the NSC any further!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“The NSC will end tomorrow.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not only the NSC, but the No-Head Dragons will withdraw from Japan!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“And you have the authority to promise me such a thing? Dous Hwang?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-I’m the boss’s adviser! He can’t ignore what I have to say!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“If you really have that much influence, then surely you’ve seen the boss’s face, am I right?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-I’ve been granted an audience with him, yes.”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“What is your boss’s name?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dous Hwang hesitated. To reveal the boss’s name was… unthinkable. Their name was kept secret for a reason! If their name was to be known, then immense danger would befall them. And if it was known that <i><span style="font-weight:400">he</i><span style="font-weight:400"> was the one to reveal it, then a fate worse than death would certainly befall not only himself, but his family as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But at that moment of hesitation, another one of them suddenly dissipated into ash and smoke.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“James!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, so that was James Chu? Now, would you like to be next?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“H-Hold on a second…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dous Hwang felt the strength leave his body… The fear of death filled him as he fell onto his knees. And he finally relented.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The boss’s name… is Richard Sun.”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“And his public identity?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sun… Gong Ming…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He revealed it… There was no other choice for him but to reveal the boss’s true name and his public identity.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If he didn''t answer, it would mean certain death. But if he did, perhaps he could escape from this situation and run away from the boss’s grasp before it was toote along with his family. That way, he could perhaps keep his life…


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you for your cooperation.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Y-You believe me then?”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. You are, without a doubt, an adviser of Richard Sun, the No Head Dragon boss.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just then, another one, who had been hiding behind the table and had just let out a sigh of relief, dissipated into ash and dust.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And now, Dous Hwang realized… The demon had no intention of letting him go in the first ce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Why? But why?! We didn’t go so far as to take lives! We didn’t kill anyone!!!”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“How many people you killed, or how many you let live, is of no concern to me. You have incurred my wrath… that is reason enough for you to meet your end.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...You demon.”


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“And I was finally able to unleash this demonic power because you drew out my one remaining emotion, Dous Hwang.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Demonic power… This spell… Don’t tell me, it’s the spell from three years ago in Okinawa? Demon Light?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya pulled the trigger, and a guttural, shout of pain and fear resounded through his earpiece, before silence fell once again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">--------------------------------X--------------------------------


    <span style="font-weight:400">Within a hotel room in the military-owned hotel near the venue of the Nine Schools Competition, the broadcast of the Main Event Monolith Code Semifinals was disyed on a small, desktop screen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">On the couches, Yuuji, Aika, Tatsuya had gathered in their school uniforms along with the other members of the 101 Independent Magic-Equipped Battalion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Aika sat to Yuuji’s right, happily drinking tea and enjoying the snacks First Lieutenant Fujibayashi Kyouko, who was sitting to Yuuji’s left, had prepared for everyone. Sitting opposite of them was Captain Yanagi, Captain Sanada, and Tatsuya, while Major Kazama sat on the single couch adjacent to the two long couches.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good workst night.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I’m the one who should be apologizing for troubling you over a personal matter.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yanagi shook his head in response to Tatsuya’s reply to the Major.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It wasn’t a personal matter. I got attacked too.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Andst night, we were able to obtain crucial data. It’s not often that we can get our hands on long-range sniping magic that was sessful at such a distance.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sanada added. People who were capable of aplishing such a feat were extremely rare, especially at such a long distance, upwards of 10 kilometers. And Tatsuya had sessfully aplished such a feat without missing even once andpletely eliminating each and every one of his targets.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was an incredibly impressive achievement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Both internal affairs and public safety were happier than expected withst night’s souvenir. And since you aplished your mission, there’s no need to worry just because it was somewhat personal.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm~ Not to undermine Tatsuya’s achievement, but aren’t they just small fries~? It’s just an intel on their little crime syndicate’s leader, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A few crumbs fell from the corner of Aika’s mouth as she asked. Kyouko reached out towards Aika with a handkerchief in hand, leaning over Yuuji, and wiped her mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aika-chan, don’t talk while your mouth is full.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, thank you, Kyouko-nee~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sanada smiled helplessly at Aika’s remark.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The No-Head Dragons are Sorcery Booster suppliers.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorcery Boosters… They are the magic amplifying devices that have been spreading amongst criminal organizations the past few years, yes?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re not things that should be allowed to exist in this world…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sanada’s face twisted in anger and frowns also began to appear on Yanagi, Kyouko, and Kazama’s faces.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then turned towards the three students.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you guys know what a Booster’s coreponent is made of?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya answered, while Yuuji and Aika shook their heads. In truth, they <i><span style="font-weight:400">were</i><span style="font-weight:400"> aware of it from watching the anime of this world. But, ording to the knowledge they’ve received from the group chat and Tatsuya’s experience, they would have no idea what it was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s the human brain. Specifically, a magician’s cerebrum. Although we’re an experimental unit that wields magic as weapons and whose objective is to embed magicians into the military system, we have no intentions of using magicians as literalponents. That’s why, as far as Sorcery Booster goes, neither their manufacture or use can ever be condoned.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazama nodded solemnly and slowly turned to Yuuji and Aika.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Emotional aspects aside, a booster that would expand a magician’s capacity would be a military threat as well. I’m sure you understand that…?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Memories… No, knowledge of what “they” have experienced as given by the Group Chat to integrate their existence into this world shed through their mind. As the shining results of the inhumane and hellish experiments done to create powerful magicians capable of excelling in their specialized magic, while also having immense psion count and magic calction area to perform other spells;bining the advantages of an “omnipotent” magician <i><span style="font-weight:400">and</i><span style="font-weight:400"> a Born-Specialize magician without their respective disadvantages.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was how the group chat justified the immense power they’ve received. And although Yuuji and Aika only knew of it and never experienced it themselves, they still got the chills from simply recalling those events.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kyouko looked at the two and ced a hand on Yuuji’s shoulder, before she moved and sat beside Aika tofort her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The North American intelligence agency is of the same view, and I heard they were seeking Internal Affairs’ cooperation. Mibu was also extremely grateful to you, Tatsuya.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I’m d to be of use.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just then, the sound of a ring horn, signaling the end of the Monolith Code match that ended with First High’s victory, resounded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s all we have to discuss. I’m sorry to keep you here. And I also apologize if I brought up some unpleasant memories…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazama looked at Yuuji and Aika apologetically, as the two shook their heads.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is fine, major. They are all in the past, and we’ve both gotten over it… to some extent.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji sped Aika’s hand and held it tightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhn… And it is also thanks to this that we could help a lot of people too, so it wasn’t that bad.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazama stood up and ced a hand on their shoulders.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you… And I apologize once again. You are free to leave now. You should at least watch the finals from the stands in person.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">““Yes.””


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji, Aika, and Tatsuya raised from their seats and saluted to the Major, captains, and first lieutenant, and excused themselves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kyouko walked them to the door, and before they left, she pulled both Aika and Yuuji into her embrace.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Kyouko-nee?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“F-Fujibayashi-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shh. It’ll be fine. You don’t need to worry about anything anymore. We’re all here with you, and we won’t let those kinds of things happen to you ever again.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Silence fell as Yuuji and Aika failed to find any words in response to Kyouko’s heartfelt words that she whispered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The “experiences” and “memories” about the hellish experiments they went through were something the group chat “created” to integrate them in this world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were fake. But the same couldn’t be said about the love and care she was showing now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The warmth they’re feeling as she embraces them… They’re real.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To both Yuuji and Aika, Fujibayashi Kyouko, and the rest of the 101 Magic-Equipped Battalion members were only acquaintances. After all, they’ve only met them a few times ever since they came into this world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The reason why they could trust them this much was only because they’ve seen the anime and because they’ve received the knowledge of them from the group chat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But now… receiving such affection and care from Kyouko made them feel… so much closer. To her, at the very least.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Kyouko-nee…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mm… Thank you very much, Fujibayashi-san…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She giggled and petted Yuuji’s head softly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You can call me Kyouko-nee just like you did in the past, you know?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Okay, Kyouko-nee.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Now off you go.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kyouko released the two and patted both of them on their shoulders.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mm. We’ll be going.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“See you, Kyouko-nee~ Love you~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes yes. Tatsuya-kun, I’ll see you soon as well. Take care”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”
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