"The Beast I... the collective form of the seventy-two Demon Pillars, Goetia... So that's what it is?"
At the front lines of this battlefield, which had beco a breeding ground for the Sea of Life, Taigong Wang looked up at the colossal golden beast radiating extre heat high in the sky, a faint amusent appearing on his face.
"This is truly... ironic, or perhaps comical, don't you think? That mighty Human Evil appeared in this world borrowing the form of Grand Caster. And upon realizing that the situation was about to beco completely uncontrollable, for the sake of humanity... it actually revealed its true form to save this battlefield."
Taigong Wang brandished the God-Striking Whip and said with a smile, "...Could it be that in this era, even Beasts are considered our allies?"
Not only Taigong Wang, but the other Grand Servants present also stared at Goetia with aningful vigilance and surprise.
Despite the loaded aning in Taigong Wang's words, Goetia rely snorted coldly.
"Hmph... Shut up, foolish heroic spirits! If you don't want Tiamat to completely awaken everything in South Arica, stop prying and join in stopping her."
He had originally only intended to use the Grand Caster persona to stir up trouble.
But… now that the situation had reached this point, if he did not reveal his true form… he could not stop the rampaging Tiamat.
Rather, before the plan to incinerate humanity began, even Goetia would have found it difficult to say he could stop Tiamat, who had initiated Nega-Genesis.
"Stop saying nonsense. The second wave of chaos is coming!"
Accompanying Goetia's fierce roar, everyone was instantly pulled back to reality.
High in the sky, Tiamat seed to be enraged at Goetia.
An even larger tsunami of life surged from all directions toward the Earth.
"We must absolutely not let her cross this line!"
Super Orion roared, his muscles instantly bulging.
He drew the god-forged bow to its absolute limit, and with a deafening roar, a teor-like arrow cleaving through the sky was released.
anwhile, Romulus thrust his spear into the ground, and in an instant, a dazzling wall of light like a world tree rose from the earth, transforming into the immortal city of Ro, firmly cutting off the swirling black mud from the outside world.
"Then, allow to lend you a hand. The immortal technique——God-Striking Whip!"
Taigong Wang narrowed his eyes. His imnse immortal energy transford into countless golden runes, precisely suppressing the tentacles that had been about to spread across the Sea of Life.
Through the combination of multiple Grand Servants' Noble Phantasms and the evaporation effect of Goetia's intense heat rays, the second wave of the chaotic tide—powerful enough to swallow a continent—was barely suppressed by everyone's desperate defense.
However, the Grand Servants—and even Goetia—did not stop their attacks.
"I have no intention of attacking the weak, but I have absolutely no intention of pointing my arrow at the Mother of Life…"
Super Orion nocked another arrow, human determination dwelling in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "But for humanity's future... Tiamat, I'm sorry! Return to nothingness!"
In an instant, arrows forged by the gods, starlight opening new horizons, and dark-golden magical energy belonging to Human Evil transford into multiple beams, all raining down upon Tiamat in the sky!
Under the rciless assault of Goetia and the others, the Sea of Life no longer surged as violently as before. Instead, it began to rapidly contract inward.
"Ah... Aaaaaaah"
Accompanied by a clear yet sorrowful song, Tiamat floating high in the sky suddenly stopped moving for a brief mont.
She lowered her eyes and slowly closed her outstretched hands. As if... she had completely given up resisting.
By intentionally withdrawing the Sea of Life, the mass-produced Alcides—who had been causing great chaos in Snowfield City relying on the magical energy supplied by the black mud—instantly lost the ability to move.
They stood frozen in place like puppets, then turned to ash in the wind and completely crumbled away.
…
…Far away in Chaldea's control room at the South Pole, seeing this montary silence displayed on the main screen, everyone's nerves—stretched to the limit—finally relaxed slightly.
No one knew why the Beast, which should have been humanity's mortal enemy, had suddenly switched sides to help humanity, but at least based on current observation data, the unprecedentedly powerful forces deployed at the front lines had, through overwhelming firepower superiority, temporarily pushed back the rampaging Tiamat.
"It seems... we have finally overco the most dangerous phase." Da Vinci let out a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and smiled bitterly. "It was truly an unprecedented battle. Great Heroic Spirits and a great Beast joined forces to face the Mother Goddess of Creation. If this record remains, those old geezers at the Mage's Association will have their hearts stop from terror."
However, after she finished speaking in a casual tone, the man beside her did not react at all.
Leonardo da Vinci instinctively turned her face and looked at Romani.
Ever since Goetia had revealed his true form, the man had remained motionless like a statue.
He was staring fixedly at Tiamat's Saint Graph value displayed on the screen. Although the value seed to have stabilized, his expression constantly changed.
"Romani…? What's wrong?"
Noticing the man's unusual deanor, Leonardo da Vinci's smile faded slightly as she unconsciously asked in a gentle voice.
Romani had been staring at the screen for a long ti. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth.
"The essence of the Mother Goddess's Nega-Genesis is to overturn existing evolutionary theory and create a barrier that returns all life to its origin. As long as she exists, this barrier will instinctively expand outward…"
"And now, because she has concentrated all her mass and magical energy into her own body, the Sea of Life is shrinking…"
Da Vinci's smile instantly froze. As if realizing sothing, she muttered in disbelief, "In other words…"
"Yeah… If I'm not mistaken."
Romani slowly turned to Leonardo da Vinci and said with a serious expression, "She is trying to shed the human shell binding her… In other words——"
"That Mother Goddess is about to get serious."
…
…At the front lines of the battlefield, the Grand Servants looking up at Tiamat soaring high in the sky had finally gained a slight sense of relief, despite being in a state of extre tension, because Tiamat seed to have completely withdrawn the Sea of Life into her body.
"It seems... the Mother Goddess has given up resisting?" Super Orion wiped the sweat from his forehead and unconsciously loosened the bowstring he had been keeping taut.
"If so, we are very fortunate... but we absolutely cannot let our guard down now!" Artoria firmly gripped the Star Sword with both hands, her blue eyes still filled with deep vigilance.
A short distance away, Tezcatlipoca slowly raised his head, exhaled a thick white smoke ring, and said in a low voice, "Listen... don't celebrate yet."
His innate intuition told him that sothing was wrong.
The Goddess of Creation Tiamat... Considering her massive, almost cheat-level spiritual foundation, even if she fought everyone present for three days and three nights, she probably wouldn't show such a weak appearance, right?
Yet, in just a short ti since the battle began, the opposing side had proactively withdrawn their sharp weapons.
Could this legendary Goddess of Creation really be so weak?
Click.
Tezcatlipoca's thoughts ca to a complete halt in an instant.
Because he felt a terrifyingly massive shadow enveloping him.
He unconsciously raised his head, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the sky above.
He hadn't even noticed that the cigar he had been chewing had fallen to the ground.
Because, the very next instant, the sorrowful song that had been drifting in the sky suddenly and without warning changed into a high-pitched, ear-piercing sound.
Why?
Why did they all reject their Mother?
Why must the beings I once nurtured now harm the child I love?!
Because this world is filled with misfortune and danger... Because many heroic spirits, and even fellow Beasts, are obstructing the Mother's embrace.
Then destroy everything!
"AAAAAAAAA"
At that mont, the Mother Goddess of Creation let out an extrely high-pitched scream.
It was no longer the low, beautiful song inviting the revival of life, but had transford into an ultra-high-frequency sound wave that destroyed everything in an instant.
The terrifying sound wave almost instantly transford into a destructive storm, explosively spreading outward from Tiamat's center!
The ground shattered with a roar from the sound wave, and even the dark-golden magical energy covering Goetia's body surface seed to be violently shaken by this wave of sorrow and rage.
And then, an unimaginably chilling sight unfolded.
Tiamat's original human form began to twist and expand.
Her white skin was torn apart by the black mud, and her beautiful dragon horns grew wildly, piercing the sky.
In re seconds, the soft skin of the mother completely peeled away!
What erged from the cocoon was a terrifying dragon dozens of tis larger than before, covering the sky!
True Beast form, fully unleashed!
Rumble!
When the Mother Goddess's true form was completely revealed, the Sea of Life—which had been calm until now—plunged into an unprecedentedly violent upheaval.
But this ti, what erged from the black mud was no longer the weak, deford Laḫmu.
Accompanied by eleven ear-shattering, world-shaking roars, eleven ancient colossal beasts—each the size of a mountain and radiating an oppressive presence rivaling divine spirits—crashed onto this land.
Poison dragons, mad dogs, scorpion-n... These world-destroying weapons, which existed only in the depths of sopotamian mythology, each now emitted spiritual energy waves no less powerful than the great Heroic Spirits.
Now, they had been awakened all at once by the enraged Tiamat.
"Eleven Babylonian monsters…?!"
Taigong Wang's smile completely froze. "Damn it! She has abandoned gentle assimilation and return... The current Tiamat has beco a world-destroying weapon born purely for destruction and slaughter!"
How could anyone present express this indescribable despair in words?
It was like a hell-difficulty Souls-like ga where you had used up all your cards and items and barely depleted the final boss's health bar. Just as you finally let out a sigh of relief and put down the controller…
Accompanied by an ear-shattering dedicated BGM, the boss instantly shifted to its third transformation form and gained the ability to instantly slaughter everything on screen.
And they were given absolutely no chance to argue.
"AAAAAAAAA"
Accompanied by a piercing scream, the Sea of Life surged into the sky.
Just as Goetia's massive golden beast body attempted to stop it by releasing magecraft, two Babylonian beasts radiating sacred pressure roared and pounced from both sides, firmly binding the Beast I's steps.
When the remaining Grand Heroic Spirits managed to regain their footing and take a step forward, the remaining nine Babylonian beasts leaped down from the Sea of Life with ear-shattering roars, completely blocking all escape routes.
The raging Sea of Life unhesitatingly broke through all defenses and surged toward the sleeping habitat of ORT in South Arica!
"Move!"
Goetia released extrely terrifying heat and, after great difficulty, kicked away one of the Babylonian monsters.
However, when he suddenly turned around, he could only helplessly watch the unstoppable destructive force of the Sea of Life rush toward the alien crystals sleeping in South Arica.
His beast-like eyes suddenly widened greatly, but he could only powerlessly watch this scene.
It was too late… Everything was too late.
Even if he recklessly exhausted all ans to unleash the ultimate aurora, it would be impossible to completely evaporate the black mud the instant it touched the crystals.
The phantom of ORT floating high in the distant sky also seed to sense this intense force.
Its body began to emit a cold, eerie blue light.
This cosmic monster from rcury… was about to fully awaken!
At that mont, everyone watched this scene with despair.
…
"It's over…"
Far away in Chaldea at the South Pole, the staff turned pale and closed their eyes in despair.
However, just as the Sea of Life approached within a single ter of that alien crystal—standing at the brink of death——
Suddenly, a single flower petal fluttered down from the sky.
It was an unbelievably delicate pink petal, completely out of place on this battlefield.
Imdiately after, a voice—sowhat frivolous and languid, yet remarkably reassuring in this situation—quietly reached everyone's ears.
"I understand, I understand. To continue safely observing human world affairs from now on... I really did risk my life this ti. So, please calm your anger a little... Tiamat——"
The mont those words were spoken, amidst the smoke-filled air of the battlefield, the sound of a mysterious chant quietly drifted.
"Starlight, watchtower, from the ends of paradise, pure flowers dance down. No matter how cruel the world becos, the sea of stars continues to nurture the spring breeze of hope... This is my strongest magecraft——"
Buzz!
Just as that black tsunami was about to swallow all of South Arica, a miracle occurred.
From the surface of the boiling black mud, countless delicate yet vibrant pink flowers suddenly blood without warning.
The magnificent sea of flowers stood stubbornly and unnaturally between the Sea of Life and the Crystal Valley, as if a dreamlike castle wall had appeared from nowhere.
The black mud of Nega-Genesis was the primordial sea that sought to pollute and reset all physical laws.
These blooming flowers represented the physical projection of the sea of stars—an invincible sanctuary deep within the Earth that no evil or impurity could touch!
Two laws, each rivaling the planet, were now clashing most violently.
Unlike previous collisions, when the Sea of Life touched these flowers, not only did it fail to assimilate the Laḫmu with flowers, but it was suddenly halted by the blooming sea of flowers.
"That was close! It really was a hair's breadth. My wish to protect Human Order would have been completely shattered by the world's destruction."
Amid the swirling vivid flower petals, a handso half-incubus with a staff, flowing long silver hair, and white robes slowly erged from the illusory sea of flowers with his usual calm smile.
It was not a clone, but rlin's true form, who had co all the way from Avalon.
"—[Garden of Avalon]"
rlin struck his staff against the void and unleashed a torrent of magical power, desperately supporting the defensive line against the apocalyptic tsunami.
He raised his face and looked down. The crowd seed stunned by the scene before them.
Despite maintaining his usual calm smile, a thin layer of cold sweat had ford on his forehead. "Everyone, I'm sorry. I was a little late on the way."
"However... Even if I forcibly drew out the inner sea of the stars as a shield, I probably cannot withstand the completely frenzied Mother Goddess."
"What I can do for you is only these precious final few seconds. This is a miracle that separates life and death. So don't waste it... François."
The mont rlin finished speaking, a light and cheerful laugh suddenly echoed through the almost frozen space. That laugh carried a hint of frivolity.
"Don't worry, rlin-san... The Pale Rider's dream bounded field might be troubleso, but before the strongest Trickster, it's as easy as passing through an unlocked backyard."
In the void, a silver-haired boy in classical robes faintly smiled, and the shadow at his feet instantly transford into a bottomless abyss of illusion.
"Using this ultimate illusion powerful enough to deceive the world, let us lure that miracle-performing boy... completely unhard to your side!"
The next instant, François's figure vanished without a trace, like a bubble.
He easily bypassed countless rules in an instant and forcibly invaded Tsubaki Kugaoka's dream.
"Yes, yes, we've played enough hide-and-seek. It's ti to wake up from this peaceful dream, Matou Yuu——"
François muttered to himself as he casually raised his face.
However, what t his eyes was not the expected fierce battlefield, but a deserted park bathed in sunlight.
Beside the park swing, a small girl holding a stuffed toy was playing alone. As if noticing the silver-haired boy who had appeared from nowhere, Tsubaki stopped what she was doing, raised her bright, clear eyes, and asked in a clear voice, "Did Onii-chan co to play with Tsubaki too?"
"Ah... If the commotion outside settles down smoothly, I'd be happy to co-star with you all."
François maintained his elegant smile as he bent down. "However, today Onii-san ca to eliminate soone."
"That person is very important to the outside world… So, could you temporarily entrust him to ?"
Tsubaki blinked, tilted her head, thought for a mont, then nodded seriously. "Tsubaki understands... Who is Onii-san looking for? I'll ask Black-san to chase them away later."
"That person is... soone nad Matou Yuu," François said with a smile.
This was also the only possibility they had arrived at after careful reasoning between him and rlin a short while ago.
If the Pale Rider had intended to drag Tiamat and Matou Yuu together into the dream, yet a high-ranking Goddess of Creation naturally could not enter... then what would happen to Matou Yuu, who had lost the power to resist?
He must have been abducted and dragged into this place!
As long as they could use illusion magecraft to bring Matou Yuu back to the real world, no matter how desperate the situation, there was still a possibility of turning things around and breaking the stalemate.
"But Yuu-oniisan isn't here with Tsubaki."
However, at that mont, the girl's unbelievably clear and beautiful voice reached his ears.
The words François had naturally spoken suddenly caught in his throat.
As if he had heard an unbelievable answer, his elegant smile suddenly froze.
The girl's innocent and lovely face was reflected in her small, lifeless eyes.
Huh…?
He wasn't in the Pale Rider's absolute dream?
He wasn't in Tsubaki's dream either, nor in the Underworld…
Could it be… that he had truly died? That even his soul had vanished?!
rlin was doing everything in his power to delay the advance of the Sea of Life. Using those precious few seconds, François used illusion magecraft to forcibly pull Matou Yuu from Tsubaki Kugaoka's dream back to the real battlefield.
This was a ticulously calculated, all-or-nothing plan to save the world.
And then, a major problem arose…
What if Matou Yuu wasn't in this dream?
Snap.
A bead of cold sweat rolled down François's pale cheek and fell heavily into the dream void.
…
Simultaneously.
At the front lines of the actual battlefield, rlin—whose face had usually been calm and handso—was now drenched in cold sweat.
The frivolous smile that had been on his lips had completely vanished at that mont.
"François, I'm telling you... You're not usually the kind of guy who ruins things at critical monts!"
According to rlin's reasoning, since Matou Yuu couldn't possibly be dead, he had deduced that Matou Yuu had probably been taken over during the previous explosion and trapped in the Pale Rider's dream.
But… even after ti passed, François's figure did not return from the void.
Had there been an accident during the dream infiltration? Or... had his prediction been wrong?
However, in the current situation, he had no ti to think about such things.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The flower-covered wall ahead, which had been trying to block the Sea of Life, let out a groan of despair as it was eroded by the black mud.
rlin's eyes flickered. He gritted his teeth inwardly.
Even if there truly was no way to turn the tide, he could not allow that alien monster sleeping underground in South Arica to awaken at this timing!
"If I can't stop the tsunami... then if that irritable man wakes up, I'll just have to forcibly stuff earplugs in his ears!"
rlin raised his staff high and struck it forcefully against the void.
Buzz!
In an instant, it felt as if the entire space resonated with a buzzing sound that shook space itself.
The spring flower petals, which had been struggling to block the Sea of Life, all transford into a barrier solid enough to isolate everything, quietly covering the domain belonging to the Crystal Valley.
Beneath the double cover of the highest-grade illusion and the flowers of paradise, the raging Sea of Life seed unaware of the anomaly occurring beneath it.
The black mud covering everything continued flowing like a torrent, crossing the boundaries of the Crystal Valley toward the southern plateau.
"rlin!"
rlin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. At that mont, Artoria Avalon's desperate voice suddenly ca from below.
He lowered his head and looked at the golden-haired girl holding the Star Sword.
"Heh... Now that I look closely, your face does resemble Altria's a little..."
Despite the impending apocalypse, rlin seed oblivious. Rather, like a completely carefree bystander, he curiously observed the embodint of the Star Sword on the ground and even offered criticism while stroking his chin.
At that mont, rlin suddenly felt the light above him completely vanish, replaced by a massive, heavy shadow pressing down, making it hard to breathe.
Maintaining his calm smile, he slowly raised his face.
With Avalon's obstruction gone, the Sea of Life had already begun to rise, transforming into a towering jet-black tsunami.
The instant he raised his face, a massive shadow completely covered the entire sky above him like an abyss.
There was no way to avoid it, no way to retreat.
The white-haired magus' smile slightly froze, then changed into a long, helpless sigh.
"Ah, this is bad... They've already used up all their cards. Now even the almighty rlin has no options left——"
DOON!...
The next instant, the swirling Sea of Life, like a greedy abyss, completely swallowed the pure white figure.
…
It was an indescribably gentle and warm sunlight, carrying a sowhat worldly atmosphere.
A gentle breeze blew in through the window, softly swaying the curtains and casting mottled golden shadows on the floor.
The door was slightly ajar, and from the kitchen ca the rhythmic sound of vegetables being chopped, mixed with the slightly muffled sound of the range hood.
Imdiately after, a voice—far too familiar, deeply engraved in the boy's heart—clearly reached his ears. "Yuu, wake up and eat! During vacation you always sleep in, the sun is already high in the sky!"
Matou Yuu rubbed his sleepy eyes and blankly stared at the ceiling that seed familiar yet sohow unfamiliar.
The fleeting scenes he had experienced at the Snowfield Reservation were still burned into his mind.
Faldeus, based on ticulous calculations, had taken evasive action at that ti to prevent the Imaginary Sea rift from becoming uncontrollable.
Therefore, Alcides' arrow had pierced his own heart, and then he had heard an ear-shattering explosion sound that seed to swallow everything.
And after that...?
Had soone helped him and taken him to the hospital?
But looking at the surrounding environnt, it didn't look like a hospital at all…
Furthermore, that woman's voice—why did it sound so familiar?
Matou Yuu slowly got up, got out of bed, opened the curtains, and sunlight poured into the room.
In an instant, the entire room was enveloped in warmth.
The view outside the window was also fully captured.
Low, dilapidated old buildings, factory chimneys faintly visible in the distance… And on the lower floor, an old man slowly crossing the street on a tricycle, collecting recyclables.
Seeing all this, Matou Yuu's heart—which had been dazed until now—felt as if it had been struck by lightning in an instant.
He suddenly jumped up, and without even putting on shoes, staggered toward the bathroom.
Reflected in the bathroom mirror was a boy around ten years old.
With soft, slightly ssy black short hair and a fair, cute face he had possessed since childhood, she now wore an expression filled with unconcealable terror and innocence.
Without a doubt… this was his appearance from when he was ten years old!
"Could it be... that after dying in that explosion, I was transported back to my original world?!"
As this absurd yet undeniable truth took shape in his mind, Matou Yuu felt a chill run down his spine.
Ever since he had inexplicably traveled to Fuyuki City at the age of ten, he had desperately wished to escape from there and return to his peaceful hotown.
Because he knew better than anyone how dangerous, distorted, and abhorrent that world—overflowing with so-called magus—was.
The reason he had thrown himself into the chaos of the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City was ultimately to find the miracle of returning ho.
However... even he had not expected that before this cruel Holy Grail War ended, he would actually die and return in this manner.
But for so reason... this obsession that had tornted him for days and nights suddenly realized in this way, Matou Yuu did not feel the joy he had expected.
What stage had the battle in Snowfield City reached?
And... what had happened to Tiamat?
The image of that lovely blue-haired girl—who always looked at him with vacant eyes yet depended on him unbelievably—inescapably surfaced in his mind.
He pushed open the bathroom door and returned to the living room, his mind filled with various thoughts.
It was a leisurely afternoon. Sunlight quietly poured onto the floor.
The television was playing a boring dayti news program, and from the balcony ca the faint sound of the washing machine agitating water.
Everything was exactly the sa as six years ago.
However, just as Matou Yuu was still dazed, he suddenly felt an extrely strange fluctuation from behind.
He instinctively turned his head, his pupils rapidly contracting, and his body instantly beca extrely tense.
He didn't know when it had started, but from the living room ceiling, sothing like a sensory tentacle emitting a milky white halo quietly descended before his eyes.
Although he hadn't activated any magecraft, a terrifyingly oppressive feeling that sent chills down his spine emanated from that tentacle.
Matou Yuu stared at the tentacle with a shocked and confused expression. "What on earth is this…?"
"That symbolizes the highest will of this planet—Gaia."
At that mont, a languid yet sohow cold female voice suddenly reached his ears.
"If this imnse will were to directly descend upon the real world on the surface, it would probably transform into an unbelievably beautiful form that humans would call a True Ancestor."
"However, at this mont... it is revealing its purest essence to you alone——Star Touch."
Buzz—!
Almost the instant that mysterious voice rang out, the surrounding space—which had been filled with the atmosphere of the everyday world—collapsed as if a mirror had been shattered into pieces.
The leisurely afternoon sunlight that had been pouring through the window instantly vanished, replaced by the deathly silence of an endless night.
A blood-red moon emitting an eerie red light quietly covered the entire sky.
Matou Yuu felt a chill run down his spine.
When he unconsciously turned his face, he was shocked to realize that the familiar ho had disappeared.
What ca into view was an ancient and magnificent castle.
At the end of a crimson carpet stood a large, majestic throne.
A woman with shining blonde hair and a pure white dress reclined languidly upon it.
Her long, beautiful legs were casually crossed, one delicate golden high heel resting precariously on her toes, while her other bare foot was languidly placed on the edge of the throne.
Her clear ruby eyes looked down at the boy, her head slightly tilted, a faint smile on her lips.
"Eh, you don't rember ?"
"I've been sleeping inside your body for nearly six years now."
The mont Matou Yuu saw the woman before him, he instinctively issued an extrely dangerous warning and stood frozen in place.
As if seeing through the deep unease and vigilance in the boy's eyes, a playful light appeared in the golden-haired woman's eyes, and her tone carried a hint of casual teasing.
"There's an assassin lurking within our shared power Marble Phantasm. Previously, even Tiamat was there. Yet now you're acting as if you don't know at all. What a cold man."
"Marble Phantasm…"
Matou Yuu finally ca to his senses and unconsciously looked up at the golden-haired woman before him.
"Who are you——"
"You may call Crimson Moon... or Crimson Moon Brunestud, if you prefer."
After she finished speaking, a bright smile suddenly appeared on the woman's face—which had been cold and beautiful until now—and at that mont, even the blood-red moon floating high in the sky seed to lose a little of its light.
"Now that introductions are over, let's move on to the next topic."
She leaned forward slightly and gently gazed at the young man with her captivating red eyes.
"Matou Yuu, do you have a mont to talk?"
…
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