Editing The Unexplored Summon Blood Sign:Volume6 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 5===

Renge and Higan did not have any hard feelings over his choice to distance them from salvation. They felt this was how it should be. They were summoners but also shrine maidens. Even if the god they worshiped and the scriptures they followed were different, they could see through to the essence of any who entrusted themselves to their god.

These girls who had chosen suicide were different.

They were not worshipers of the Queen and they were not even nuns whose souls had been polished in a convent.

They were probably no more than girls gathered at random within Toy Dream 35 who then had their sense of self temporarily taken away by incense, suggestion, and group psychology. One point the religious wished to reach was to remain unfazed by anything, but that was not the same thing as containing nothing whatsoever inside. These girls clearly had no god at the core of their being.

And Renge and Higan were also professional summoners.

Their skill might not have been at the 900 level and they might not have reached the point where they could become their own legend, but they knew which way the scales would tip when the life of an amateur was weighed against that of an expert.

So they had to remain resolute to the very end.



“Oh, it’s so adorable that you would think that.”

The Artificial Sacred Ground had already vanished.

Azalea and Fractal reigned supreme on that rubble-strewn floor. The pink ribbon unraveled and trailed along the floor where the shrine maiden sisters lay collapsed on their sides like broken dolls as they slowly repeated the same action with empty eyes. Renge was probably still trying to fight even now. The way she clenched her hands and thrust them forward looked a lot like using a Blood-Sign.

When Azalea snapped her white-gloved fingers, her elderly butler did not utter a single complaint as he picked up the twin shrine maidens and held them under his arms like they were the girl’s overstuffed vacation bags.

Kyousuke had only just finished knocking out the last of the suicide squad known as the Offering Team.

“Azalea…”

“Oh? How rare of you to be giving that look to anyone other than Her Majesty. Have you finally decided to give me the time of day?”

She viewed attention from Shiroyama Kyousuke as a positive thing.

Those were the Queen’s eyes. They were filled with wickedness.

“Do you finally understand what we’re after here? We don’t know what form the ancient map takes, so we could not just bring down the entire apartment building. But that is also what you are after. I thought you might run out clutching the ancient map if we poked at the building from outside, but…oh, I see. So it takes that form, does it?”

As the Queen began to reside within them, Azalea’s eyes turned toward the brown girl accompanying Kyousuke.

…And at the same time, the logic and efficiency in those eyes was the same as Kyousuke’s.

A smile spread across the face of that monster who had become a child born from the White Queen and Shiroyama Kyousuke.

“And I now have two bargaining chips that work exclusively on you: Meinokawa Renge and Meinokawa Higan. You don’t mind trading the Diamond Master Key for one and the ancient map for the other, do you? This is checkmate.”

She had it all.

Azalea Magentarain was on an entirely different level from the summoner he had once fought who had been manipulated by her inexperienced pride. She now carefully observed her enemy, lined up every method available to her, and threw out all pride and honor to unhesitatingly grab for the optimal answer. Kyousuke and the Queen had done this. They had transformed her into an irredeemable monster.

“What are you all trying to do with the Founder’s Gallery? I’m not talking about your ultimate objective. I already know it’s to be loved by the Queen. But what specifically are you going to do with it!?”

“The Natural History’s missing entries.”

“Kh.”

“That strays from Bridesmaid’s primary path, but I am sure everyone will accept it. And you will soon understand exactly why they will accept it.”

The amplified sound of buzzing killer bees shook the air.

“You might not be carrying the Diamond Master Key with you, so we will be leaving for now. I will send you an invitation to the next party. Make sure you do not forget the Diamond Master Key and the ancient map when you show up. I will be opening the chest on the spot, so don’t think you can trick me with detailed fakes. And for each part of that dress code you fail to obey, one of the shrine maiden twins will lose their life, so think very carefully about what you plan to do.”

A Summoning Ceremony battle only worked with both a summoner and a vessel.

Kyousuke prepared to throw his Blood-Sign like a javelin to hit Fractal between the eyes, but then someone else interfered.

One of the Azalea-shaped Repliglass weapons flew in from the side and opened fire with a machinegun. A giant sewing machine seemed to pierce holes in the floor to separate Kyousuke and Sekurtiti from Azalea, Fractal, and the twins. The entire emergency staircase near the outer wall was torn away and his nemesis was thrown outside.

The wind caught Azalea’s modified yukata and it blew wildly around her.

The afterimage of the bright skin visible from the bared shoulders, open chest, and short hem were burned into the eyes of everyone watching.

Kyousuke ran across the floor as fast as his legs would take him, but several Azalea-shaped weapons swarmed in like a flock of seagulls. The falling summoner and vessel and the defeated shrine maidens they held were collected by the unmanned weapons and then taken away into the sky along with the Hornet.

There was nothing he could do.

Unlike the past, it was Kyousuke who had to slam his Blood-Sign against the floor and watch her leave.