In a desolate and barren wasteland, only a handful of heated-resistant plants managed to survive in the arid environnt. Due to the extre scarcity of resources necessary for survival, there were absolutely no human settlents here.
On this wind-swept, sandy land, Yutsuki lay completely flat on her back in a "大" shape, completely ignoring the dirt and grit. Staring up at the ever-clear, azure sky of this world, a deep sense of profound confusion clouded her amber eyes.
According to the ti passed during her manifestations in the physical world, it had been a year since she arrived. But if she added up the actual ti she had actively spent in the physical world, it was only about a month and a half.
From the bewildered girl who first arrived and was imdiately hunted by the AST, she had gradually adapted to this world.
She could now sowhat choose the location of her manifestations,and she had learned to suppress the scale of her spacequakes to a relatively safe level. Although she hadn't figured out how to stay in the physical world permanently, practically speaking, she no longer had to worry about AST pursuit or causing mass destruction to humanity.
However, Yutsuki recently realized that, at so point, an empty void had opened up in her heart.
Not knowing how to fill it, she blindly resorted to using her tablet and browsing the internet to escape. But the result was that no matter what she did, everything started to feel dull and aningless.
When she realized that the satisfaction she got from her computer and the internet was steadily decreasing, Yutsuki decided to stop thinking about the problem altogether. If she didn't, she was terrified she might end up hating her one and only hobby.
Yutsuki raised her right hand over her face, blocking the direct glare of the sun.
What the hell is wrong with ? Yutsuki asked herself again and again.
It was that distinct feeling of being lost on the path of life, of not knowing the aning of one's own existence.
It sounded a bit like a severe case of chuunibyou, but Yutsuki was genuinely lost.
She no longer had to worry about hurting others, nor did she have to worry about being hurt. Avoiding crowds, hiding from humanity, quietly doing the things she liked...
Is it really okay to just keep living like this?
Is there really nothing for to do in this world?
Don't I have any greater aspirations?
Yutsuki relentlessly interrogated herself.
"Co to think of it, in most isekai web novels, the protagonist's main goal is usually to build a massive harem..."
However, the mont that thought surfaced, it was imdiately and violently vetoed by the harem hating Yutsuki.
"If I get isekaied, what is it that I actually want to do?"
Gazing at the clouds drifting lazily across the sky, Yutsuki pondered in silence.
Right before I died... what was the wish I made?
[As an otaku, of course I want to stay indoors my whole life, never worry about food or clothes, and dedicate myself entirely to otaku culture!]
"...No, that wasn't it."
[As an ordinary person, my next life obviously has to be one where I have incredible powers, living a passionate, thrilling, and magical life!]
"No, that's not it either."
[As a Spirit whose reputation got completely sared, obviously I want to find that stupid God, beat the crap out of him, and force him to turn back into a human!] (The Author is currently fleeing into the distance...)
"...While that's not entirely false, there's no way I would have said that back then!"
Yutsuki didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Because she had encountered so many troubleso things since arriving in this world, she had actually forgotten the most important thing of all.
"Excuse ~,Ryougi Yutsuki-san. What a peculiar posture. Are you perhaps sunbathing?"
Suddenly, an alluring, bewitching voice drifted into Yutsuki's ears from her surroundings.
Her pupils shrank violently. Yutsuki instantly scrambled to her feet and dropped into a combat-ready stance. Even though she had been zoning out, she hadn't lowered her guard against her surroundings. According to the electromagnetic radar scan she had been passively running, there shouldn't have been a single living soul nearby.
Under the blazing midday sun, where there were clearly no large obstacles, a massive, unnatural shadow stretched across the ground. Slowly, a human figure erged from within the darkness.
She possessed a beauty so exquisite it looked almost artificial. She wore an intricate headdress. Her torso was clad in a tight-fitting bodice, connected to a skirt adorned with an excessive amount of frills and lace. The entire outfit was thed around a midnight black, accented by ribbons of light that glowed the color of fresh blood.
Finally, her hair was tied up unevenly on both sides—resembling the long and short hands of a clock.
Seeing Yutsuki glaring at her with intense hostility, the corner of the girl's mouth curled up, revealing a smile as dangerously seductive as a blooming poppy.
"Ara ara~ Please don't look so guarded. As fellow Spirits, let us get along nicely."
It was true. The girl standing across from her was, just like Yutsuki, a Spirit.
However, in response to the goodwill the other party seed to be offering, Yutsuki delivered an incredibly blunt answer.
A massive bolt of lightning crashed down.
The sheer power of the strike instantly turned the surrounding earth into scorched black earth. Yet, amidst the smoking crater, the girl rely poked her head out from a shadow, completely unscathed.
"Ara ara~ Yutsuki-san certainly has a violent way of greeting people! And here I thought you were a more intellectual person."
Faced with the girl's playful questioning, Yutsuki retorted with a cold sneer, "I'm the one who should be asking questions. When exactly did you get the delusion that I would ever want to 'get along' with you...Nightmare-san..?"
The most evil Spirit. Identification Code: Nightmare. A Spirit with unknown abilities. Although the scale of her spacequakes was average, she had personally murdered over ten thousand humans with her own hands.
If the Yamai sisters only caused trouble for humanity unconsciously, then this girl was an exception,a walking calamity for the human race.
For Yutsuki, who strictly adhered to the principle of 'never kill without a justifiable reason' a Spirit like Nightmare—who slaughtered humans as if mowing grass was the absolute epito of everything she despised.
"It seems I am thoroughly hated. However, if possible, please call Tokisaki Kurumi. After all, being called 'Nightmare' makes quite sad."
"No way in hell! You and I aren't anywhere near close enough to be on a first na basis."
Yutsuki refused without a shred of rcy.
"My, how heartbreaking! It makes want to cry!"
Despite her words, there wasn't a trace of sadness on her face. Tokisaki Kurumi gracefully lifted the frilly edges of her skirt and perford a slight curtsy.
"Nevertheless, I still have a small favor to ask of you. Do not worry, it will not cause you any trouble whatsoever."
"Just you standing here is already causing my mood to take a nosedive."
Even when eting other Spirits—like the Yamai twins or anyone else—Yutsuki's mood would usually improve a little. But encountering Tokisaki Kurumi specifically made her already irritable mood flare up into outright fury.
Violent arcs of lightning began to crackle and dance around Yutsuki. The iron sand on the ground vibrated and swirled crazily, mirroring her rising temper.
Though Yutsuki didn't verbally answer Kurumi's request, her response was blatantly obvious.
"It seems I really did pick the worst possible ti to show up." Sighing in feigned distress, the corners of Kurumi's mouth stretched into a wide grin, and a flash of crimson light glead in her eyes.
A massive, silent clock dial materialized behind Kurumi. A sudden gust of wind blew aside the long bangs covering her left eye.
Yutsuki watched in shock. The other girl's left eye was an inorganic, golden clock face, complete with intricate numbers and hands. Furthermore, the hands of the clock were ticking backward.
But now was not the ti to dwell on such details. The explosive aura radiating from both of them, burning as fiercely as diesel hit by a spark, signaled the beginning of a massive clash.
"Manifest! Ratziel!"
"Co forth! Zafkiel!"
The mont their Angels were summoned, the ultimate battle between the "Most Dangerous" and the "Most Evil" officially began.
(TL:JJK ahh mont)
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