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Seiken Tsukai No World Break:Volume 1 Prologue

2015-02-09T18:28:40Z

Apk78: 'principal' spelling

''''''''This is the Prologue of the third legend………''''''''

Haimura Moroha is having a bizarre dream.

The beast-like roar across the battlefield, the miasma of iron hanging in the air, the dry grit spreading through the mouth, the blood red dyeing the land……

A very vivid dream. Realistic enough that one can hear, smell, taste and see clearly within it.

Finally, the feel of a sword gripped in the hand.
That’s right, a sword.

Born a normal youth in peaceful Japan, Moroha shouldn’t have any relationship with a weapon of war. In spite of this, the sword in his hand is shockingly familiar to him. So familiar that it is like an extension of his body.

The beautiful holy sword with a dazzling mirror-like body is now dyed the same blood red as the land.

In the dream, Moroha is fighting alone on the battlefield, without companions.
Literally, one against the multitude. Facing waves of the enemies, Moroha is just mechanically killing, killing killing——

Devoted fully on swinging his sword, he’s already long lost count of his kills.
Unclad in armour but protected by a white aura as dazzling as the sun, Moroha is crashing through around the battleground like a hurricane, with titanic strength granted by the dense amount of prana he is generating.

Even so, his attitude remains calm and unhurried, as if he is a monster that’s only fulfilling his killing nature.

His brain is arguing that this is not his true self; yet in his heart he feels that this is his real self.

A truly mysterious feeling.

After an unknown period of time of continuous massacre ——Moroha found himself the only person standing.

Surrounded by mountains of corpses, with the wind whistling a haunting victory anthem.

Covered with wounds, Moroha started on his first steps homeward on shaking legs.
A lone journey to the battlefield, a lone journey back —— is not what happened.
From the distance, a white horse sped towards him on thundering hoofs.

On the horse rode a beautiful girl.

Sparkling blue eyes, like stars scattered over the ocean.

Obviously highborn at one glance, with her elegantly cut white gown.

Ignoring high society etiquette by riding a horse in that gown, one can guess her to be a spirited, competitive personality.

“Flaga! Flaga Onii-sama!”

The girl calls out in a stern yet cute voice.

That’s Moroha’s name in the dream.
Moroha smile when he recognizes the person.

The dense fighting will and killing intent still coiling around his body disperse like mist.

“Salacia, didn’t you listen when I said not to carelessly come to the battlefield alone?”
Like a chance meeting on a street, he nonchalantly calls out to the girl.

“Flaga, you also didn’t listen. Didn’t I beg you many times not to go to war alone?”

The girl—— Salacia jumped down the horse and hug Moroha passionately.
“Are we really that unreliable? Am I a burden?”
Salacia complains as she proceeds to beat on Moroha’s chest.

Moroha scratches his head but seems to give tacit agreement by his silence.

“I know. Flaga is the Guardian of the Holy Sword. The Strongest Swordsman!” Salacia cry out emotionally in a rough voice.

“Still……even so…….” Salacia looks at Flaga with tears gathering in her shining eyes. “I will worry for Flaga; please forgive my impertinent remarks.”

While the girl is crying, she is desperately leaning against him on her tiptoes.
Moroha gently rub her on her head.

“It’s fine. I should be the one asking for forgiveness. For you to worry and fear for me is such a sinful joy.”

Moroha gently kiss away her tears as Salacia starts blushing lightly.

“Do you love me?” She asked.

“I am able to fight only because of you.” He replied.

This bloody battlefield they are standing in is all for the sake of this girl.

To Moroha, this girl is his entire world.

“Please continue to worry for me. In return, I promise you this: no matter how difficult the battlefield, no matter how strong the enemy, no matter how far we are, no matter if fate tear us apart ——“ Moroha whisper softly into Salacia’s ears……

“I will always be victorious and return to your side.”

Salacia lowered her eyes as her blush deepens all the way to the tip of her ears.
Moroha suddenly hug her tightly with his free left arm. Surprised, Salacia raised her eyes to meet his.

Their faces are close enough to feel each others breath. Without hesitation, she moves her face closer to Moroha’s.

As if to seal their promise, their lips——

At that, the dream ended and Moroha woke up.

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Flaga’s senses and thoughts dissolves along with the dream.

Yawning, Moroha chase away his sleepiness and reorganize his thoughts.

“What a shame.”

The interrupted kiss that was just reaching the interesting part was all a dream.

Moroha is in the real reality, and that is the in the auditorium of the Independent high school, Akane Academy.

Although Moroha is a freshman, you cannot detect a single nervous vibe from him. In fact, even before the welcoming ceremony is halfway through, he is already napping in his chair. Still, it’s not because he is being arrogant or anti-social .

It’s just his natural state.

While this may be a paradox, he is the type that appeared relax and casual in his attitude, but is surprisingly focus on his goals. And his small, small goal is to peacefully go through the next three years of high school without any major demerits.

Moroha is that kind of guy.

Swallowing back a second yawn, he rubs his eyes and slowly opens them, and was immediately stunned.

Unexpectedly, a beautiful face is right in front of him, close enough that they are breathing on each other.

Sparkling eyes, like stars scattered over the ocean.

Those eyes are staring steadily at him and her whole body is leaning over the seated Moroha as if to cover him up.

The whole situation is screaming “Let’s kiss.”

It’s like a continuation of his interrupted dream. Blue and black —— while the color is different, the girls’ eyes are exactly the same as Salacia’s.

Moroha quickly check out the girl.

She’s wearing the school-issued uniform for female and pinned on her small chest is a name tag written:

'''[1-1 (White) Ranjo Satsuki]'''.

Mahora is also a Year 1 Class 1 student, thus it seems like she’s a classmate. Still, although it’s obvious, her name is not Salacia.

What the hell is going on? What is this intimate distance?

While Moroha is frozen, the girl’s —— Satsuki’s face is looming closer.

Could that regretful interruption of the dream kiss be continuing in reality? Is that even possible?

Just thinking of the softness of those bud-like lips, his heart starts pounding and a squeak escape his throat. He reflectively closes his eyes, awaiting the moment.

“BANG”

Like a blunt instrument, Satsuki’s swing her forehead back, and forward hard into his.
“………….?”

Supposedly a kiss, it was actually a headbutt.

Supposedly lips to lips, it was actually forehead to forehead.

Supposedly an expression of love, it was actually a declaration of hostility.

It’s too excessive. Moroha groan in a mixture of shock, disappointment and pain.

“Are you awake now?” Satsuki asked in a sarcastic voice.

A rare, cute voice like a clear bell. What a waste.

Holding her arms, the single ponytail tied on the left side of her head swaying around like a whip.

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“What are you trying to do all of a sudden….?” Moroha glared at her while holding his forehead.

“It’s a punishment. To the rude people who sleep shortly into the welcoming ceremony,” declared Satsuki, looking down on him while emitting intense pressure.

“Everyone has already left for their classroom, but you are still dozing away. It’s just unbelievable.”

The more than 100 freshmen have already disappeared, leaving an empty hall.

“I hate people with no enthusiasm.”

“Isn’t a headbutt too much just for that reason?”

“I was also enraged because you seem to be expecting something else.”

“About that, I apologize.”

“That’s right. Plus I already have someone I liked.”

True. No way in the world would an unknown girl suddenly come up and give you a kiss.

Moroha sincerely reflect on his expectations.

“It’s not that I have no enthusiasm.” After reflecting, he feels that he should explain himself.

“It’s just that the principal’s welcoming address was too long, and I doze off unknowingly. I will be motivated from now, so please spare me.”

“Her speech wasn’t that long.” Although he has already lowered his head, it only returned Satsuki’s reproach.

Her upturn eyes started burning with zeal.

Moroha smiles bitterly. As the girl is beautiful, even when piqued her attractiveness is not lowered.

(Ahhhh~. How should I appease her?)

Giving up on further protest, he started musing on how to escape from this situation. But ——

“ The principal said this.” Satsuki starts orating with elation.

“ 'We are the <Saviors> specially chosen from everywhere in Japan. One who process power. Thus, we cannot never forget our responsibilities and duties which must be taken up! Our gifts must be used for justice…….' That’s what the principal said. Don’t you think its valuable input?”

Satsuki, who is getting more excited as she goes on, started twisting her body. Originally holding her arms, it became like hugging herself with her face flushing red.

Moroha is shocked silence.

(“Can’t understand. Totally cannot understand”). He swallowed back those words that he wanted to say.

Still, Satsuki notice his cold, pitying eyes and give a cough. Feeling the near loss of her dignity, she tried to cover it up by extending a finger upward.

“So…so in conclusion. As you are a <Savior>, you must be a great person in your past life? Thus, have some awareness and train yourself seriously. Since we are classmates, let’s work hard together.”

A totally enthusiastic statement. She must be a kind person at heart to want to have a good relationship even with those that she dislikes for slacking.

Moroha scratch his head and his displeasure disappeared.

“If you fall asleep again, I will start scolding,” says Satsuki as she smiled brightly for the first time.

A smile as bright as the sun, like pouring out from the boundless energy in her body. For Moroha, or anyone else, they’ll be charmed by that smile.

“Please take care of me from today onwards.”

Satsuki stretch out her hand and Moroha hold it without hesitation.

When their hands touch, suddenly —— a familiar feeling shot through him, sharp enough to tear at his heart. Even so, this feeling is very easing. Like a migrant bird returning to nest after a long flight.

What is this? Moroha is thrown into confusion.

Satsuki’s smile froze.

“My brother once said…...” Satsuki starts talking as if in a trance, face flushed as if having a fever.

“No matter how difficult the battlefield, no matter how strong the enemy, no matter how far we are, no matter if fate tear us apart…”

To Satsuki’s words, Moroha never expect himself to reply automatically:

“I will always be victorious and return to your side.”

A deep silence descends.

In the empty auditorium, Moroha and Satsuki stared at each other.

Like lovers reunited after being torn apart by fate and lost throughout time and space, they stared at each other.

That silence was broken by the school bell.

“You are Salacia right?” Moroha ask confidently.

His first impression of Satsuki, that sudden feeling of familiarity……does not appear to be wrong.

“Are you………Flaga?” Satsuki asked in a hoarse voice.

By saying each others name, hope turned to affirmation.

“Flaga……Flaga……” Satsuki looks as if her fondest dream has come true.

Her tearing gaze at Moroha turned hotter, and said: “I have a feeling that I would find you here….”

Satsuki pulled the hand she’s holding to her chest, as if it is a priceless treasure.

Moroha’s expression turned bitter as he looks at Satsuki, who has totally switch to maiden-in-love mode, and said,” Sorry, but I don’t really have much recollection of my past life.”

Moroha strongly feel that it’ll be dishonest and unfair to her if he does not make that clear.

“Eh?”

Satsuki dropped Moroha’s hand that she had been holding preciously just a moment ago.

“Really? You really don’t remember? How you were praised as the best in swordsmanship and Plana mastery? The strongest Guardian of the Holy Sword in any generation? How you destroyed the armies of the Empire almost single handedly?”

At her frantic questions, Moroha just shake his head.

All those accomplishment seems so unreal that he never bothered to take note of them.

Satsuki paused, and whisper with a horrified face:

”Did you forget…..about me?”

“I’m sorry,” replied Moroha. Satsuki’s face turned white.

“Didn’t they explain right at the start of the ceremony? About how much one can recall their past life is dependent on the individual. For me, I almost have no recollections,” Moroha tried explaining in a vague manner.

“In certain point of view you may be right to say that I’m unfaithful. Am I…I mean Flaga, in my past life……lovers with you?” Moroha asked delicately.

Salacia expression turns sickly.

(What a waste when she so pretty….), Moroha can only bemoan silently.

Still, her childishness behavior was really interesting and cute,

“No, we were nothing of that sort,” Satsuki angrily turned her head to the side, with the side ponytail swinging along.

“You were JUST my Brother and I was JUST your younger sister,” grumbled Satsuki, still not looking at him.

“I see. Did you call me Onii-sama?” Moroha tried to remember the dream he just had.

“I can’t say that that atmosphere…..were of a pair of siblings.”

“That’s not true. We were JUST a normal pair of siblings.”

Satsuki is emphasizing the word “JUST” again.

Their behaviours were more like lovers in Moroha’s opinion.

(Still, if she says so, it should be true…..I guess?) Moroha thought as he completely let his doubts show on his face.

At his expressions, Satsuki scream out,” Irritating! We were not in that kind of relationship!”

Just when he wanted to mentioned that she is finally facing him again, Satsuki’s eyes tightened in anger.

A full posture of denial——tighten fists, thrown back shoulders, angry loud voice.

“ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! THERE IS NOTHING! WE DIDN'T WENT OUT ON DATES WHEN WE HAVE FREE TIME! WE DIDN’T KISS……” She screamed out with her full strength.

“……AND WE ABSOLUTELY DIDN’T FALL INTO A FORBIDDEN LOVE!”

Moroha’s mind blanked out.

He wasn't looking for trouble, but he definitely had stepped on a landmine and is now stuck in an awkward situation.

He can only think that the world is playing some kind of a joke on him.

It's not the time to be fantasizing. But looking at the steaming Satsuki who is covering her mouth with both hand and a look of [Oops, I said it]; he cannot help but recall that scene in his dream again.

“………………”

Silently looking at each other, and simultaneously looking away.

Satsuki with a flustered face, and Moroha looking everywhere but her.

The mood is really awkward and embarrassing, and cannot be easily escaped.

Moroha is looking everywhere in a desperate hope for something in the surrounding to allow him to escape——and he found it.

Behind where Moroha was sitting, further to the back of the hall.

Originally thought to be an empty auditorium, there is another girl sitting on a chair, sleeping.

“Ummm, hey…over there.”

“Ah…..there’s another rude person! I need to go wake her up!”

At Moroha’s pointing finger, Satsuki leaped towards the new target. Like partners in crime, both are in tune to each other for a way to gracefully exit the situation just now.

Both moved quickly to the side of the sleeping girl.

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The girl is a beauty that easily matched Satsuki. If you were to compare, Satsuki is the energetic and cheerful type, while this girl is the graceful and serene type. Even in this location, sitting on a metal frame chair, she’s still very charming.

Long black hair flowing down the chair back, her looks just makes you want to sigh in appreciation. To the extent that one would thought her to be a work of art by some master craftsman.

Her chest name tag is written:

'''[1-1 (Black) Urushibara Shizuno]'''

It seems this girl is a classmate.

Subsequently, after looking at the name tag, even if you are unwilling you will notice it. This beautiful girl that’s like a doll has a huge chest that’s straining to the limits the front of her uniform. In terms of their sensuality or voluptuousness, they cannot be said to be compatible with her quiet beauty. Still, maybe due to the sharp contrast, the overall image can only be called super sexy...

Moroha inadvertently glanced at a certain location on Satsuki.

It’s a pity, but it’s flat.

Strictly speaking, there are some slight curves. Yes they are. But, after looking at the charming curves of Shizuno, you’ll feel that Satsuki’s slight, slight shapes are just an afterimage.

“What are you comparing, Flaga?”

Satsuki is frowning at him. How…..how sensitive!

“I’m called Moroha.”

“Don’t evade the question! Also, Flaga is Flaga.”

“Satsuki, I won’t reply you if you don’t call me Moroha.

“...If I call you Moroha, can I go berserk?”

“I sincerely apologized. Please have some mercy…..WAIT.”

Moroha’s tone and eyes became sharper.

Sensing his seriousness, Satsuki lowered her raised fists.

Moroha is staring fixedly at Shizuno.

“Ummm,ummmm, Moroha? This…this girl…….” Looks like Satsuki also noticed it.

Both of them concentrated on Shizuno.

With her eyes closed, what’s alarming is that there is totally no breathing motion on her packed chest. It’s looked like…..Moroha forced down his rising panic, and rush forward to check on her condition. Supporting himself on her chair, he lean down to put his face in front of hers.

Her neck is so white that one could not imaging there’s blood flowing under the skin.

(You are joking. Tell me this isn’t happening….)

If there is no breathing, then the situation is bad…..

Moroha, with no hesitation, moved his ear right in front of the motionless Shizuno’s lips.

Is Shizuno still breathing?

“Shu…Saura……”

A tiny exhalation with her voice. She’s alive!

Moroha is surprised, but before he can think further, his head is grabbed on both side.

Gently but firmly his face is pulled right to the front of Shizuno’s face.

Waking up silently and stealthily, her eyes are already opened.

Those deep dark orbs are concentrated on Moroha’s features.

The only unnerving part is her ice-like face. While her sleeping expression is like that of a doll, when awake she’s like a Noh Mask, totally no expression.

“Good morning……. Darling……”

Then, Shizuno’s face came closer slowly.

(Another headbutt?)

What a lousy day this is. Moroha wanted to hold his head and lament.
Still, with his head grabbed tightly by Shizuno, he can’t move an inch.

At least he can braced himself for the impact——

[Chu…]

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Shizuno’s lips lightly touch Moroha’s.
What an unexpected development.

Moroha took a few seconds to realize that he just experience what’s known to society as a [kiss].

Thus, while he’s enjoying the allure, temptation and physical feel of a girl’s lips——

“WHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATAREYOUDOINGGGGGGGGGGGG RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR SISTER??????!!!!!!!!!”
Satsuki suddenly seize Moroha from the back. Intending to physically separate his from Shizuno’s side, but——

“Wait Wait Wait. In any case , both of you keep away from me.” Moroha back-pedalled away from the two girls, pulling his head out of Shizuno’s grip too.

No time to dwell on the lingering feeling of that kiss.

(What a waste.) Moroha feels like crying.

Regardless, an angry Satsuki is no joke. Like a demon, she pursues him relentlessly:

“How dare you, in front of me and to other girls, ki…ki….ki……..kiss! You…you faithless playboy!”

Moroha tried to mount a defense:
“What do you mean in front of you? If we are brother and sister, there’s no need for you to get angr……”

“This is this and that is that!” Satsuki interrupted Moroha’s excuses.

Like a sonic weapon, the assault from left and right threatens to blow out Moroha’s eardrums.

What this and that? Why is Satsuki so angry? Totally cannot comprehend.

“Flaga, that bastard! What did he do to you in your previous life….?”

“It’s easier to list down what he didn’t do to me!”

“Flaga, that bastard. Don’t tell me he’s a villain…?”

“That’s right! I was driven to tears many times by him. In fact I feel like crying now!”

“Really? What an evil person……”

“Don’t talk like it’s none of your business! It’s obviously you who did those things!”

“I already said I don’t remember.”

“You are talking like a politician. Are you trying to act dumb. You Heart-breaker!”

Listening to Satsuki’s complains, Moroha is reaching his limits.

(I’m only 15 years old. It’s a first to be called a heart-breaker….”
Obviously clueless, Moroha can only sighed in his heart.
Being scolded fiercely for no reason, yet he can’t do anything.

“ZZZZzzzzzz…….”

“Don’t go back to sleep!”

I got into trouble because of you. Moroha cannot help but palming his face.

“Hey! Wake up, you succubus.”

Luckily, Satsuki has switched her target and is roughly shaking Shizuno awake.

“You! What were you trying to pull seducing my Flaga?”
(My Flaga….) How much of a brocon is she? Although Moroha has long discarded the notion that Satsuki is a normal sister

“I mistook the person,” reply Shizuno expressionlessly when she was forced awake by Satsuki’s roar of rage.

“Will you kiss someone you mistook?”

“I was half-asleep.”

“Will you kiss someone while being half-asleep?”

“Why are you being so excited?”

“Even for me, I’ve not been kissed in this life yet! How dare you jump the queue?”

Originally thinking that Satsuki will continue to rage further, she became a shivering, crying lump instead.
What a temperamental girl with her rapid mood swings.

“…Really?” In contrast, Shizuno remains cool and expressionless.

Her thoughts hidden, Shizuno looks towards Moroha.

“Me……?” Moroha pointed at himself.

Shizuno nodded her head, and asked:

” How were my lips?”

“Are you asking me for feedback?”

“It’s for future reference. “

“What are you trying to practice for? In any case, why aren’t you in shock or anything?”

“Not really. It’s not like I lose anything.”

Shizuno replied unconcernedly, while Moroha felt his face stiffening.

(Come to think of it. This person actually went back to sleep after with no care and concern.)
Moroha, like facing a fearsome thing, look carefully at Shizuno.

“——It’ll decrease.”

“What will?”

“Your value as a girl will decrease. Please take more care.”

“Your words are really amusing.”

“In any situation it’ll be your words that are funny.”

Although broken out of his pacing by Shizuno, looking at her calm beauty, Moroha decided that he should just let it go.

Shizuno twitched her mouth and revealed lovely dimples. Although she looks introvert, it’s still a very bewitching smile.

(Obviously a natural-born beauty, don’t always keep an expressionless face. What a waste.) Moroha muttered in his heart.

“Then, if it happens again, I shall try to be surprised.”

“Please do.”

“Like this?”

Saying that, Shizuno woodenly gave a monotone “Ahhhh”, clapping her cheeks with both hands.

“That’s great. PERFECT.” Moroha casually clapped a few times.

“My value as a girl didn’t decrease, right?”

“It went up in a straight line,” Moroha replied jokingly.

While harmlessly joking around, this is proving to be quite fun. Moroha really thought that.

“Why are the two of you looks like you are enjoying yourselves? Even though it’s your first meeting?”

Moroha heard this very displeased voice. For Satsuki who was temporarily pushed out of the scene, she started expelling her angst as only a young girl could, with tears in her eyes.

“How are you going to recompense me,” demanded Satsuki as she turn her reproachful gaze at Shizuno.

Shizuno, as if the matter doesn’t concern her at all, turned her head away.

Moroha then realized he had been setup. A setup to point Satsuki’s anger at him via introducing a flammable subject into their conversation.

“Ah…no…..that is……”

How do you explain away this awkward situation? Just when Moroha is groping for words……

“Why are you so heartless to me? Onii-sama is an idiot! Dummy! Two-Faced Shape-shifter<ref>'''Bunbuku Chagama:''' She actually called him a Bunbuku Chagama, which is a Japanese folklore about a shape-shifting Tanuki. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bunbuku_Chagama</ref>.

“Two-Faced Shape-shifter…..”

“If you like that woman so much, just marry her!” After that salvo, Satsuki ran out of the auditorium crying.

It’s all a mess from beginning to the end.

“A tempestuous person like a storm.”

Regarding Shizuno’s statement, Moroha can only agree.

Then——

“Shall we go? Since we are in the same class, it should be the class meeting after this?

“I’ll stay here for a while longer.”

“You’ll be late.”

“That’s my intention,” reply Shizuno calmly as she leaned back on her chair. “Everyone has gone over earlier, are you the same type as them?”

“If possible, I would like to spend my school life in an orderly manner.”
This is his sincere wish.

(It’s not easy to get into a school that provide free tuition and amenities. I cannot let this chance go to waste.) This is Moroha’s opinion.

“I see. That’s the reverse from me.”

On the other hand, that was what Shizuno said. Still, in Moroha’s eyes, Shizuno does not seem like a delinquent girl. If you have to state it, it’s more like she is a person who is extremely indolent, else more specifically——a person who is weary of the world.

(Hmmmm. Anyway….)

He doesn’t really want to nag at anyone.

“So I’ll make a move first. By the way, can I ask you a question?”

Shizuno nodded her head.

“Those words in your dream. Did you mentioned Shu Saura?”

“It’s just meaningless sleep talk,” Shizuno replied after a short hesitation.

“Really? Still, although it’s embarrassing, can you listen to what I have to say without laughing at me?”

Moroha was going to scratch his head after saying that, but thought better of it. Changing his mood, he asked a question with a serious expression.

“Were you the <Witch of the Netherworld>?”

Shizuno’s expression remained frozen.

Like a Noh Mask, you cannot penetrate her defenses and guessed her thoughts.

Still, Moroha strongly states:

“In my dreams, I was known as <{{Furigana|The Pluto|King of the Netherworld}}>, Shu Saura.

Moroha frequently dreamt bizarre dreams.

According to explanations from Akane Academy, those are fragments of memories from his past life.

And, in his dreams——

Sometimes he is called Flaga.

Sometimes he is known as Shu Saura.

That’s right. Although minute fragments, it’s undeniable.

Moroha has memories of 2 past lives.

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Saijaku Muhai no Bahamut:Volume 1 Episode 1

2014-06-25T09:09:29Z

Apk78:

==Episode 1: The Intruder at Midnight==

===Part 1===

There was a colour of the skin.

A white steam that covered all of the sight.

At the other side of the steam, there was a wall and a marble pillar that was visible due to being lit by the lamp.

And the feeling of the warm water that wet his cotton trousers.

No matter how you thought about it, this was a bathroom.

“……U-Umm?”

(How did this happen again……?)

That question was going through Lux’s mind.

“……!?”

Lux looked down while he tried not to look at the naked girls that were standing there shocked at the other side of the steam.

“…………Fu.”

Underneath Lux who was inside the hot water with his clothes on was a girl who made a laugh.

Unlike her slim body, there was a mature smile on her expression.

Her smooth white skin turned red due to being inside the bath where her cheek also became red.

(She’s cute.)

He could have said that if he was looking at her from the side, but Lux not only couldn’t speak, but also couldn’t move an inch due to the dangerous feeling and the steam coming out from the girl.

“……Hey, pervert. Do you have anything left to say before dying?”

Scary words came out from her lovely face where she was forcefully made a smile.

Well, it wouldn’t be weird for her to be angry.

That’s because—, he could see her.

Inside the spacious bathroom, the towel that was wrapped around her body fell and her fresh looking naked body became visible.

Her cute looking breast that was shivering while hitting back the hot water.

Her collarbone that rose above the hot water and the tight curve on her hips.

And also, even places below her silky stomach was—.

“…………”

His fate might be decided with his next word.

Lux started to choose the words carefully with his panicked head.

(I, I should praise her first……!)

In the past when he did chores while working as a bar waiter, he was taught the technique of how to praise a girl.

Before he could come up with something, his honest opinion came out from his mouth.

“……Hmm, the thing is. You are cute. Your whole packages itself is like that of a child……no, even though you seem young, you have quite the breast—and it’s quite tempting. ……Wait, what the!?”

(I’m dead.)

(What on earth am I saying! That’s not what I’m supposed to say!)

(Who was it!? The one who taught me the wrong way to say it!? That damn perverted bar owner!)

“…………Fu.”

The naked girl who heard that released a bitter laughter.

For an instant, she made a bright smile as if she was satisfied with it, and then—

“How long are you planning to ride on top of me, you fooooooool!”

She made an angry voice.

“Kyaaaaaaaah!?”

At the same time, there was many screams coming from the girls of the whole bathroom.

The naked girls started to throw anything they could find at Lux with all their might.

“I, I’m sooooooooorry!”

Lux tried to escape in panic.

“H-How did it turn out like this!?”

With a teary eyes, Lux started to remember what happened several hours ago with the bag he was carrying in his hand.

===Part 2===

“Stoooooooop!”

The voice he let out from his stomach echoed through the buildings.

The cross-shaped fortress town made from block of five towns, “Crossfield”.

At the first district which is located at centre of such place, there were two shadows that were sprinting.

One of the shadows that were running ahead is a cat with tiger stripes and it had a small bag within its mouth.

The shadow belonging to a small build boy was chasing after the cat with all his might.

The sprint started from the third district that is located to the west of the towns shaped in a cross.

The boy, who already ran a distance which normally made you think whether you should take a cargo, had already run across a single town, was already at his limit in terms of exhaustion.

Even so, the silver haired boy with a choker continued to run.

The girl from the liquor store who gladly allowed Lux who didn’t have a place to sleep to stay over last night.

When he saw her again, the small bag that she was carrying had been taken by a cat nearby all of a sudden.

“Ahaha……, you know you don’t have to force yourself?”

She put on a bitter smile when Lux was about to go after the cat, but—.

“I will definitely bring that back.”

To serve and to help the people of this country.

That is an obligation and aim for Lux who is put in a special position of this country.

Even if that wasn’t the case, he wouldn’t allow the cat to run since it’s a belonging that belongs to someone who had helped him.

Lux raised his spirit once again and sprinted up the slope that was located in the main street.

“……Oh, if this isn’t the young lad. It’s been a while. Will you be able to work at my place next time? I don’t have much manpower to plant some seeds during this season……”

“I’m sorry! I’m in a middle of something, so I’ll get back to you next time—”

Even though an old man stopped him from the side of the street, Lux replied back politely even though he’s in a rush.

(This isn’t the right time!)

Even though he was panicking in such a way, he saw an old woman with good physique far away this time.

“Oh my, its Lux. Can you help out at my kitchen next time? It’s almost the time for the anniversary for the establishment of the New Kingdom of Atismata. You can also make a bit of dishes fitting for a party, right?”

“I’ll come to you when the time comes!”

Lux took out a notepad and a pen quickly from the bag equipped on his belt and wrote down some memo.

He was out of luck to have shown some confidence due to the cat slowing down its pace up the slope.

“What, you came back from the kingdom? You should have come to my atelier to give your greetings to me. You were still in the middle of your training as a blacksmith at my place.”

The stern-looking worker turned around and said that to Lux.

“Umm, I have a bit of free time in five days so—”

“Hey, Lux. Can you help out at taking care of the cow—”

“Can you become a play buddy for my daughter—”

“Hold on a sec……, I can’t! I’m sorry, I can’t do all of this now!”

He was trying to write all of that down but had put away his notepad and gave up.

Now wasn’t the time to taking request for his “labour”.

His first priority was to capture the cat.

Putting that in his head, Lux sprinted as he put the last energy he had in his legs.

One hour later. About time when it became dusk.

“I, I should have given up already……”

Possibly due to the labour work Lux had done from morning to noon, he was simply exhausted.

Apparently it was a part of organisms’ instinct to chase after those who ran away from them.

Despite breathing violently, he climbed up a tall wall and continued to chase after the cat.

“Huh……? Where is this place?”

For an instant, Lux panicked thinking that he had entered military area due to the spacious area and atmosphere. But there should be something else in this first district of the central.

(Then I would be able to come up with an excuse.)

As he thought that, the cat climbed onto a different building while it carried the girl’s bag in its mouth.

“W-Why did you have to go over there……!?”

Lux didn’t have a choice but to kick the wall and jump onto the other roof.

Since he had experience repairing roofs many time as a part of his labour, he had good grasp of climbing the roofs safely.

He wouldn’t have to do this normally, but he was already doing basically due to obstinacy.

“—Alright! I’ve finally arrived!”

There was basically no place left to go, so Lux closes the distance between him and the cat slowly.

He then became resolved and went for the cat.

“Nyaa!”

He will obviously lose to the cat in terms of speed, but his target was the girl’s bag from the beginning.

When Lux grasped onto the shoulder belt of the bag with his fingers, the cat finally let go off the bag it was holding onto.

“Hooray!”

(I finally retrieved it!)

Lux started to smile due to the relief and accomplishment.

This might be a small achievement, but this was still an act of good will.

(If I report this to the administration, they may help me by lowering the debt I have by a bit.)

“……No, this kind of selfishness isn’t right.”

No matter how much huge debt Lux had been burdened by this country, he should simply be happy that he was able to become a help for someone.

“Now then. If I don’t get back soon—”

It has completely become dusk all of a sudden, so the surrounding has become dark.

(Not being able to see the surrounding once I become too focused on things is my bad habit.)

As Lux reflected on his own action, he was about to jump of the roof, but—

Crack!

A nasty sound like that was made.

“Eh……?”

The source of the sound came from the single part of the roof Lux was holding onto while he put all of his weight on it.

“H-Hey!? Don’t tell me this is—”

Lux tried to get away from the spot in hurry.

But he was too late.

While the crack was made below his hand while making so much sound, the speed of it breaking increased and then shattered.

“Uwaaaaaah!?”

Lux fell along with the sensation of losing the sense of his weight.

Splaaaaaaaah……!!

Lux fell into the water after a second.

“Uwaaaah! Cough! ……Huh?”

Apparently there was water under him.

Lux became relieved for a moment that he wasn’t injured, but he realised the strangeness right away.

(This is—a hot water?)

When he looked, his body from his hips and below was covered by hot water.

At the other side of the white steam, he was able to see an expensive looking marble pillar and wall due to the faint lamp that made the surrounding look orange.

“Don’t tell me this place is—”

Lux realised it the moment he was trying to grasp hold of the situation.

The fragments of the roof he fell from.

Those fragments fell, and even from above the small build girl who was nearby—.

“Look out!”

Lux jumped towards her by reflex to push her away and jumped on her.

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===Part 3===

“How long are you planning to ride on top of me, you fooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!”

—And Lux’s conscious connects to the present.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Several loud screams echoed throughout the bath.

“I-I’m sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooorry!”

Bath tub, chair, soap. Various things were thrown out, and Lux retreated towards the washing place.

(What do I do? To think that I would fall in the women’s bath of the large public bath…!?)

Starting to despair so, Lux confirmed that there was a girl’s pochette, which got a little wet with hot water, in his hand.

“I-I’m sorry. I-I fell here because the roof broke; I just wanted to get this back––”

While turning his face away from the girls’ naked bodies, Lux hung up the pochette which he had in his hand.

Then, the pochette’s mouth opened and two pieces of clothes fell flutteringly.

“Huh…?”

It was two pieces of underwear white above and below.

The owner of the underwear was certainly a woman, but––.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Underwear thief! On top of being a peeping tom, he’s an underwear thief!”

“The guards! Call the guards quickly!”


“Fetch your swords! Legitimate self-defense is approved as of now!”

“P-Please wait a minute! This isn’t mine, um –– it belongs to a girl who happened to pass by––!?”

As he desperately tried to explain, Lux noticed.

(Damn! Any kind of excuses won’t work!?)

“How to put it, um, sorry!”

As Lux hurriedly jumped out of the bathroom, he passed through the dressing room and started running.

He had the feeling that there were girls who were taking off their clothes also there, but he decided to pretend that he saw nothing.

“H-How did it turn out like this…!?”

“Catch him! Don’t let him escape!”

Lux, who somehow managed to escape the danger zone, while being chased by girls who wore their clothes, ran with all his energy in an unknown building.

A red carpet of high quality was spread out on the floor.

There were a large dining room like a party hall, a playroom and countless guest rooms.

Refined paintings and furnishings were put here and there.

“Huh? This building is––”

At first, he thought that he fell into a high-class hotel with a large bathroom, but it was too wide for it.


It was not the Imperial Court of the Capital, why was there such a building in this Fort city––?

“Ah! He’s there! The pervert who touched my chest is here! Bring me a spear quickly!”

When he was thinking so, the girls who ran into him in the front suddenly screamed.

“Wai…!? How did it become something this big!?”

No…, since he was chased as he ran away, if he wanted to prove his innocence, he should just behave himself, but –– he instinctively ran away.

Like wanting to chase when one runs away, wanting to run away when being chased may also be instinct of a creature.

Lux ran while thinking such a trivial thing in the corner of his head.

“I-It's already hopeless! I’ll just go through with it––”

For now, he had to run away on until the uproar settled down.

When he arrived at the entrance of this big building while thinking so,

“Eh––!?”

Lux stopped, and once again doubted his own eyes.

Under the stairs of the colonnade where he stood, there was a large space decorated with a chandelier of candles.

Three girls armed with swords were standing there.

“Royal Military Academy regulations, article 18.”


A quiet voice which was that of one of those three girls. It was emitted by the blue-haired girl with a dignified face.

The three girls’ figures and atmospheres were completely different.

However, only the uniform and the sword belt which they wore were alike.

“Regardless of within and outside of the academy, it is forbidden to draw out a sword device without the permission of a superior officer. However, only in case of flagrant delict’s confirmation or when danger befalls oneself is one allowed to draw sword and use a Drag-Ride.”

With a well-projected voice in the large entrance, the blue-haired girl smiled.

Lux who heard it forgot even to give an explanation to the girls and was driven in confusion.

''…Eh!?''

''Just now, what did she say?''

''Sword device and –– Drag-Ride?''

''Why did these names come out from such girls––?''

“Hmph. For a pervert, you are the first with the best look so far. You’re good looking enough to be even added as a candidate for my marriage meeting.”

“Um, sorry. A while ago, what did you––?”

To the dazzlingly beautiful blue-haired girl who seemed to have the leader status, Lux asked.

“But, it’s regrettable. There is no pervert who creeps in this women’s dormitory and succeeded in escaping when being found by the us –– the Triad.”


“Eh!?”

''Women’s dormitory? What is she talking about?''

“Let’s do it. Tillfarr! Nokuto!”

“OK!”

“Yes, my lord. But, just in case please be careful. Sharis.”

The blue-haired girl called Sharis and the two girls who were standing still on both her sides.

These three girls simultaneously unsheathed their swords.

With a dark gray blade, a sword on which a shining silver line floated –– sword devices.

“No way!?”

When Lux opened his eyes wide in surprise, he heard Sharis’ voice.

“––Come forth, Wing Dragon of the crest which is the symbol of power. Fly in accordance with my sword, <Wyvern>!”

At the same time, the space of the sword tip which Sharis swung shook and warped.

What gathered there at high speed were grains (particles?) of light.

Countless pale lights tinged with undulation formed one single entity.

“…!?”

What appeared was a mechanical dragon twice as big as a human.

A streamlined form where metals with an acute angle were connected lay innumerably on top of one another.


The wet luster was abominably beautiful like an embezzled famous sword.

“A Drag-Ride!? Why––”

Drag-Rides.

They were ancient weapons which were summoned by drawing sword devices used as a pair, mechanical armors, which copied legendary dragons, worn on one’s body and with which one acquired the war potential of thousand soldiers.

Seven Ruins were discovered in the world.

Those weapons which were excavated from there possessed power enough to overturn the war concept, which had been cultivated several hundreds of years in the past, in an instant.

Humans who wore those Drag-Rides and could master them were called Drag-Knights.

But, Drag-Rides were scarce and very expensive and only knights of the Kingdom and some influential persons could basically possess them.

''Why do these girls possess them––''

“Connection On.”

At the opportunity when Lux was dumbfounded, Sharis was blinding<ref> Sharisが眩く, not sure what it means, please TLC</ref>.

The blue streamlined machine opened from within, and was unfolded to innumerable parts.

The parts went towards Sharis’ both arms, both legs, trunk and head, connected at high speed –– it was equipped.

The Drag-Ride covered its master’s body with non-stopped movements and changed into armor.


“Oh my, did you creep in here without even knowing where it is? But, it’s useless even if you are befuddled, Pervert-kun. Give up and make a Dogeza<ref> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dogeza </ref> there. If you do so, I can get it over with about ten whiplashes.”

“Uh-huh. Peeping is a crime.”

“Yes, my Lord. Either way, you will be punished.”

At the words of Sharis who was the leader, the girl with a light tune, Tillfarr and the girl with a calm atmosphere, Nokuto agreed.

These two girls were also wearing other kinds of Drag-Rides on their bodies and took a stance of combat as well.

“…Ah, wait a minute!?”

''Isn’t this a very dangerous situation?''

Within a building like this –– no, in the first place, it wasn’t an equipment to use against a flesh-and-blood opponent!

“Haa!”

Sharis who wore <Wyvern> on her body kicked the floor and flew.

From the armor of both wings of legs and back, she sprayed wind wearing light.

With a single leap from the edge of the entrance of the building, she attacked Lux who was in the open ceiling of the second floor.

She greatly swung the arm covered with metal armor and suddenly struck it as she used it like a sword.

“Uwaaaaaaaah!?”

Lux abruptly turned sideways and dodged it.

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Though he was able to evade it by a hairbreadth, the wooden handrail which was over there was smashed to pieces.

“Oops! Did I hold back the speed too much?”

“No! You use too much power! I’d have died though!?”

While putting a riposte to the surprised Sharis, Lux went down the stairs as he rolled over.

Then, the Drag-Ride for land battle which was at the entrance up to now. Tillfarr who equipped a jade green Drag-Ride –– <Wyrm> immediately blocked his way.

“Hyaffuuuuh. Uh oh, test, test<ref> says often when one makes a test of sound of a mike</ref>. Notification to Pervert-san there. As of now, your crime is light.”

“In a sense, I’m treated more severe than in an average punishment, though!?”

“It’s bad”, thought Lux while riposting.

The flight ability could not be fully used indoors; on the contrary, it became a hindrance to the movements.

That’s why Sharis’ flight general purpose Drag-Knight <Wyvern> was still good, but it was dangerous here.

The limbs covered with thick armors possessed a high mobility due to multiple variables frames and could let power likely to explode at any time swell.

After all, the land battle general-purpose Drag-Ride <Wyrm> was a Drag-Ride with property most suitable for close range combat.

“Well, anything is fine, so behave yourself. If you struggle strangely, it’ll be rather dangerous.”

“At this rate, I will rather be killed!?”

Lux put his feet on the handrail, and jumped down to the first floor without going down the stairs where the path was blocked.


However––,

“U-Uh-oh! I won’t let you pass here!”

Floating a confident smile, Tillfarr instantly stood in the way.

Together with the armor worn on her body, she made a side fall down centering on the handrail of the stairs and landed.

A Drag-Ride was not just a merely heavy and hard armor.

The kinematic performance of the installation part was also greatly strengthened by the energy brought from the Force Core which was the Drag-Ride’s power

“Haaah!”

The right arm of Tillfarr clad in that armor was swung downward.

“Kuh…!?”

<nowiki>*</nowiki>BANG*! With a crushing sound, the wooden floor was smashed and dust soared. There were a light shout and movement, but the power was very great.

While Lux shuddered at the performance of a Drag-Ride which he felt with his own body––.

“…Huh?”

Tillfarr wearing <Wyrm> looked at the floor where her fist was driven in.

Its disappeared.

The figure of Lux, in front of whom she displayed her power just now, and who should be surprised.


“Under the floor! Tillfarr!”

“Eh…?”

Sharis’ dignified voice overhead reached Lux who ran under the floor.

The blow which Tillfarr let out as intimidation.

He went through the hole which it made, escaped under the floor and was running.

“Mmm…”

When Tillfarr who was pointed out looked into the hole of the floor with a discontented face,

“Don’t chase him, Tillfarr.”

Sharis’ calm voice stopped Tillfarr.

“No matter how effective <Wyrm>’s maneuverability is, the bottom of the floor here is too narrow. If you destroy the dormitory any further, it’ll be a written apology. I won’t chase him anymore, either.”

“But, but! If we let him escape like this––”

“It’s all right. Nokuto has already moved. She won’t let him escape.”

While calming Tillfarr, Sharis let her gaze wander about at the surroundings.

“But, what is the meaning of this? He manages to hold on without equipment… Those movements. It was as if he saw through the special characteristics of our Drag-Rides in an instant––”

To the perplexity of the girl who was usually very confident, Tillfarr tilted her head to the side.


“Hmm? What is it? Sharis.”

“Silver hair and black collar. No…, don’t tell me that boy is––”

With a serious tone, she just coughed so.

===Part 4===

“Uwaaaaaaaah!”

Escaping to the outside of the building from under the floor, Lux dashed on the road of the ground.

The <Wyvern> of Sharis and the <Wyrm> of Tillfarr.

Also the moment when he escaped from two general-purpose types Drag-Rides.

The third person –– the girl named Nokuto came chasing Lux.

Her orange Drag-Ride was a general purpose Drag-Ride called <Drake>.

In contrast with the flight type <Wyvern> and the land battle type <Wyrm>, it was a type classified into special equipment (customized) type.

Although it was a Drag-Ride equipped with special functions such as searching for the enemy, camouflage, support, assistance, restoration and the like, and its basic performance (ability) was somewhat lowered, its strength under a specific situation surpassed the other two.


Its special characteristic –– visually checking Lux even within the darkness by means of the goggles which were worn on her head, Nokuto accurately ran after him.

“Stop. If you don’t stop, I will shoot. If you stop, I will shoot kindly.”

At Lux who ran in the vast site towards the main gate, Nokuto called out to him while chasing him.

Needless to say that Nokuto clad in <Drake> was above in speed.

However, Lux ran as he wove his way through the bush with many trees and weakened her momentum of chase.

“Kindly? What do you mean!?”

Lux answered only with his voice without looking back.

“Yes. I will do so that you won’t die. In that sense (meaning).”

“It was only the problem of feelings!?”

“Yes. And, I will do so that you won’t suffer as much as possible. In that sense.”

“You have the atmosphere of ‘however much I kill you, it won’t be enough.’!?”<ref> 何でもう殺してもやむなしって空気なの!? Please also TLC this sentence </ref>

''As expected, I couldn’t stop her.''

''I will be killed if I stop.''

And just in case, if his identity was exposed, it would become something terrible––.

“Yes. ––Then, it can’t be helped.”

At the same time she leaked such a dangerous mutter, Nokuto set up a Breath Gun.

It was a rapid-fire (blaze) type rifle which let the Drag-Ride’s energy converge and began to shoot.


It was an armament of low power against a Drag-Knight, but if received it with a human body, one would fall easy victim.

“Kuh…!”

Lux, who sensed the presence where the trigger was pulled on his back, jumped diagonally forward with all his strength.

From within the darkness in order to conceal his figure, to the way to the main gate brightly illuminated.

There –– there was a bonfire to illuminate the passage up to the building.

“…!?”

The next moment, Nokuto obstructed the goggles of the armor with her hand.

Because the bonfire itself was used as an obstacle (wall), it was too dazzling in the view which raised sensitivity.

“Yes. It looked like you know the <Drake>’s special trait. However, with only that––”

The view sensitivity which was provided through the goggles of the <Drake> could be immediately adjusted.

When Nokuto exposed her face which she covered with her hand so as to take aim with the Breath Gun again,

“––!?”

Before her eyes, fire was approaching.

It was firewood with fire that was a part of the bonfire. Lux which gripped one of it threw it aiming at Nokuto’s rear.

“Kuh…”

She swung the armored arm in a hurry and flipped the firewood.


With a Drag-Knight as opponent, ordinary attacks would not work; throwing of smoke screen would be better<ref> 目眩ましの投擲, TLC here again, please </ref>.

But, at that opportunity where Nokuto suddenly stopped, Lux reached up to the way near the main gate.

Exactly at that time, a girl wearing the same uniform as Nokuto and company walked as she slowly headed to the women’s dormitory from the main gate.

Since there was danger of involving the girl, she could no longer shoot with the Breath Gun.

While thinking so in the corner of her head, Nokuto was astonished.

“Why? It can’t be…”

No matter how much they were going easy on him, to succeed in escaping against three Drag-Knights without equipment––.

“Who is he? That boy––”

“Ok, with this, I somehow––”

Lux looked back behind and checked that Nokuto lowered her gun.

It would not be wise to escape as is though.

When the other side settled down, he would properly explained himself and apologize.

“––––”

When he thought so, as he noticed before his eyes, the girl was there.

The breathing of Lux who was running away with all his power stopped for an instant.


It was a beautiful girl.

She had a slender and well-proportioned body, noble features and cold eyes.

Just like a perfect work of art, the girl, showing neither strain nor slack, was standing before Lux.

“You do not need to chase him. Since I stop him.”

“Kurulucifer, san…”

The girl in front of him lightly raised her right hand called out to Nokuto behind.

To her movements which had not that much hesitation, Lux instinctively stopped.

“Haa, Haa… Um… Excuse me. I’m, errr––”

From the building behind, screams such as “pervert!” or “underwear thief!” could be heard small.

“Yes, I know.”

Looking at Lux who hurriedly tried to explain, the girl smiled.

“What a fairly pretty peeping tom, pervert and underwear thief, eh. He’s still a child.”

“Eh…!? …N-No…, I––”

While shaking, Lux was, just a little, irritated.

Certainly the girl in front of him has a grown-up atmosphere, but she should be about the same age as him.

And yet––.

“…I may not look like this, but I’m 17 years old. Well, I’m often told that my face looks childish, but––”


Forgotten that he was in a situation where he was cornered, Lux rebutted.

The fairylike girl suddenly showed a sad expression.

“…Is that so. But, I’m sorry. I don’t like it, but even with a child as opponent, I can’t overlook an offender.”

(C-Child, child, doesn’t she care about what someone told her…!?)

In a part totally unrelated to this turmoil, Lux inwardly decided further.

He understood that he, who suddenly plunged into the large public bath and could not make any excuses, was totally in the wrong.

But, be that as it may, there was the problem of pride.

Even though he might not like this, he intended to pile up (acquire) even the training of hand-to-hand combat as such.

In that case––.

''I will show her how much even that ‘child’ can do as such.''

Of course, he did not intend to attack her or even use attacks as intimidation from the start.

He would dodge her and escape outside with just mere footwork.

“…Haa!”

With such a scream, Lux began the bout.

In order to dodge the girl in front of him, he made a feint to the left, turned and went to the right.

The girl could not react. He overtook her.

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The moment when Lux believed so––,

“––You’re good, eh.”

At the same time as the voice of the girl called Kurulucifer, the world (top and bottom) was reversed.

“Eh––!?”

After the question of the moment, a shock ran throughout his body.

''What on earth––''

“Well then, I leave the rest to you. I’m going to the bath. There is no more peeping tom, is there?”

Soon after having heard her indifferent voice, Lux’s field of vision blacked out.

It was after he woke up later that he noticed that it was due to the shock when he was flung by Kurulucifer.

The long first day ended, and began.

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Shippai Kinshi:Volume1 Chapter1

2014-06-25T08:25:35Z

Apk78:

"......Shou? How long are you gonna stand here?"

Asking this was my little sister, Hijiri Shimizu, who was attending her second year of high school.

By the way, I, Shou Shimizu, was also a second year high school student.

The reason we were in the same year was because we happened to be born in the same school year.

We were even in the same class.

And now, my sister was fixing me with her expressionless eyes, like she always did.

"Shou?"

Even though her voice was as flat as always, it carried an accusing tone.

My heart suddenly froze.

Instinctively, I tried to find an excuse.

"Y-Y-You're wrong! I-I-It wasn't me!"

"...? Despite what you're saying, you're the only other person here."

I was at home.

Since I was at home, it was only natural that my sister would be here as well. So there shouldn't be any reason to accuse me, right?

However, this was a situation that didn't work out with that argument.

My sister had gone into the bathroom,

"...Exactly how long do you plan on watching your little sister use the toilet?"

And I had a clear view of her panties.

I-I could even see the stripes clearly.

Wait, this is bad. This is really bad! I-If things continue like this, Hijiri will hate me!

I-I must find a way to get through this.

Damn. Calm, CALM DOWN! My heart is beating too loudly!

"Oh, right. I came here to help."

"...To help?"

"Yeah. The reason I came here was to help my cute, ''sweet sister''."

"...How do you plan on helping me, Shou?"

Her expression unchanging, Hijiri became alert and hugged herself with one arm.

I suddenly got a hold of myself.

How can I help my little sister while she's in the washroom?

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Think.

I must think quickly! I must mobilize every single brain cell that I have!

I just need to read her mind...!

What would Hijiri need to do after this? If I say that I was helping her with that, then I'd be automatically safe!

...Right! That!

"I-I'll help you wipe, ''dear sister''."

LIKE HELL! That line was clearly wrong!

"...Shou.........You're terrible."

Hijiri stood up and kicked me, her face still expressionless. I-I can see–!

"—Argh!"

Hijiri, it hurts... Being beaten by her makes me kinda happy though...

No, NONONO! If this goes on, Hijiri will hate me!

...Damn. I must do something to redeem myself.

As I thought this, the door closed in front of me.

The scene switched to the living room.

By the way, my sister and I were the only ones living here. Our father was working overseas, and our mother was traveling from place to place because of her work, never getting the chance to come home.

"Hey, Hijiri. Here's some pudding. Wanna eat together?"

"I don't want to."

"You like sweet things, don't you?"

"......Hmph, I don't."

"It's from the Lion House, you know? I had to wait in line for two hours yesterday in order to get it."

After hearing this, Hijiri's ears quivered slightly.

Though she wasn't looking this way, her ears were certainly paying me attention.

"It's delicious. It's made from the yolk of eggs that have been rigorously selected in order to make the powerful flavor explode in your mouth."

"*gulp*"

"I-I wouldn't mind letting you eat it, if only you'd go to school with me~."

"Ughh..."

"What happened just now was just wasted effort. Yeah, like water flushed down the toilet."

"...You really think that that's supposed to make me feel better? But still......I decline."

"You're saying that, but you're still staring at the pudding, you know? I'll have some then."

"......I don't care."

"Ahh—it's great. The Lion House's pudding is superb. I can feel it melt on my tongue."

Hijiri pouted. It seemed that she wasn't happy.

"...Fine. We'll go together. However, I have one condition."

"That's great! I got it. It's fine, so eat as much as you want."

As I looked at Hijiri eating the pudding, I was thinking of going to school together with her.

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"Hehehe. It's been a while since I've gone to school together with Hijiri............but..."

What bothered me was that I had to walk at least fifty meters behind her.

It's fine though.

As I thought this, I held my binoculars in one hand, continuing to follow Hijiri from behind.

"Wait, now that I think about it, does it even count as going school together if we're separated by this much of a distance!?"

It's a really thought out strategy, coming from my sister.

"...As expected of Hijiri. She's the Zhuge Liang of the modern era!"

I gulped in fear.

Hijiri wasn't just the brainy type.

She had a face like that of a doll. Plus, her constant impassive expression gave her an aura of mysteriousness.

If you looked at an immobile Hijiri, it would feel like you were looking at the world's cutest doll.

How could I break the promise I made with such a cute little sister?

All I could do was to keep a distance of fifty meters between us on the way to school.

...That's right.

Yeah. We're currently going to school together. I'm sure we are. I'M SURE!

"Eh, who is that weirdo...?"

A petite girl, wearing the same uniform as Hijiri and riding on a bike, approached her.

She had soft black hair and was so short that people could mistake her for a grade school student.

Surprisingly, they started walking together to school.

...Is this for real? Hijiri, who had never brought any friends home to play with, actually has...

"Hijiri has finally made a friend...Uwaah. We have to eat red beans and rice today. Aaah, my tears..."

"Hey, you, that suspicious guy over there!"

"Hmm?"

Calling out to me from behind was my friend Katou.

Katou is someone who gathers all kinds of information and keeps all of it, unconcerned with its usefulness.

"...Oh, so it was just you."

"Peeking with your binoculars so early in the morning, and while walking to school...what the hell are you doing?"

After listening to my explanation of what had happened, Katou looked ahead and nodded in understanding.

"—Aaah, just as I thought. It was to peek at Hiji."

"Don't call her Hiji, or I'll kill you."

"......Shimizu, you really look serious about it. ...Well, it's not like I don't understand how you feel. After all, she was ranked as one of the top five cutest girls at school. I might be like that too if she was my little sister."

"Katou, you bastard! Hijiri is my little sister. Also, are you trying to make her look bad? Just the top five?"

"Shimizu, your face is way too close...! There's nothing wrong if you think she's number one..."

"No! Hijiri is number one of the world. The most beautiful maiden throughout all of history. Her cuteness has already surpassed the realm of humanity."

"That's obviously an exaggeration."

"What? What did you just say? Hey, listen to me, you bastard..."

"...D-Don't stare at me like that. Still the same old siscon, huh."

"What's wrong with being a siscon...? Putting that aside, do you know who's the one beside Hijiri?"

"...The one with the childlike figure? Her name is Karin Minato. She's our junior, since she's in first year. The kind of beauty that fits in the loli category. She's so cute that even the upperclassmen know her. Her black hair smells of strawberries.. That's probably because of her shampoo."

"Y-You even know what her hair smells like? ...You're fucking awesome."

"Don't make such a big deal out of it. I just happened to catch a whiff when I brushed past her."

"So, what's her connection with Hijiri!?"

"Hey, calm down! Don't shake me...! Really. You're always like that whenever it concerns your little sister. The answer to your question would be that she met her during her club activities. Karin Minato is a member of the Flower Arrangement club. Hijiri Shimizu also seems to have entered the same club this year."

"Huh!? Hijiri, she...!? It's my first time hearing that!"

"Close! Too close! Your face is too close! Get off! ...Haah. It was founded this year by a wealthy family's daughter. Her name Is Chris Ryusenji. It's called the Second Flower Arrangement Club."

"The Second...? It's not your usual Flower Arrangement Club, then?"

"Hmm. It seems that she intentionally wanted to distinguish it from the existing Flower Arrangement Club. Also, there are very few members."

"...So it was founded this year, huh. How's it different from the previous Flower Arrangement Club?"

"—No idea."

"Eh?"

"I have no idea. For some unknown reason, despite their activities, nothing's been leaked. The only thing that's known is that the club members are all incredibly beautiful girls. They are the club leader Chris Ryusenji, and the members Hijiri Shimizu and Karin Minato. There's even a rumor that only beautiful girls can enter this club."

"W-What! Hijiri was in a club like that...?"

I was shocked. Katou rubbed his hands against each other.

"I also want to get closer to the Flower Arrangement club, Shimizu. Can I ask your little sister to introduce me to—"

Does he want to get closer to my little sister?

"If you really want to get closer to my little sister...no, if Hijiri enters your field of vision, I'll kill you."

"Ehhh!? Just looking at her!?"

That said, Hijiri has been quite happy during these past few days. It had to have been caused by something that hadn't happened till now.

It was definitely because of this Second Flower Arrangement club. As her big brother, I needed to greet all the members.

Hijiri, who was walking in front of me, suddenly seemed to feel something, and her shoulders started to shake uneasily.

Incidentally, about the Second Flower Arrangement club...

Though the members were all beautiful girls, I still wasn't sure what the club activities were.

What on Earth were the club activities that Hijiri was taking part of?

...I'll go take a look after school.

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On that day, after school, I was walking up the stairs that lead to the Second Flower Arrangement Club.

"Hmm, the Second Flower Arrangement Club is there, right...?"

Afterwards, the voice of a girl came from above.

"W-Waahhhhh...! Please, please get out of my way!"

A black-haired girl fell from the stairs.

Yep—she ''fell'' from the stairs.

"Eh..."

Because of the gravitational acceleration, the girl bumped hard onto my chest.

*rumble* *rumble* *bang*! Just like that, she and I both rolled down the stairs together.

"Wuu, that was a scary overwhelming shock."

That voice came from the front.

I, who was lying on the floor, felt something warm on my body.

What I saw after opening my eyes was an incredibly cute face.

She had supple long black hair. Her delicate eyebrows, her thin lips, and also those big round eyes that were gazing at me...she was like a small Yamato Nadeshiko.

It was a girl like that who was pressed up tightly against my body, as if she was a part of me.

She let a shriek soon after.

"W-Wait! You, where are you...! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TOUCHING!?"

"E-Ehhhh? I'm not touching anywhere weird...ah."

Well, I'm tightly pressed up against her after all.

But there's nothing I could have done unless she would have decided to get off from my body.

"My c-c-c-chest, you touched my chest!"

"What? Nah, I couldn't have touched your chest. I felt nothing with my hands.

"WH-!? What are you saying!?"

After I said "Look," I started groping with my hands.

The sensual feeling of her chest was totally absent.

"Ah, but you do have a bit of flesh here after all. It's hard to see the extra fat on your belly though..."

"Nnnaaah! T-Those're my breasts! My breasts...Uuu...Uaah!"

Shit. Could it be that I triggered some kind of psychological trauma!?

Err...At a time like this, I should throw a few compliments at her.

Yep. That's the only way. At least I will be able to compensate for my error.

"...I think they're rather stylish...good breasts, though?"

"EH!?"

The girl opened her eyes wide.

"It seems like there wouldn't be any drag. They won't pose as obstacles for archery, swimming or track."

"Whawhahwahwhahwa!? What are you saying!?"

"I mean, you shouldn't need a bra. It's economical; you can save money and stuff. You're super thrifty."

"I thought that you were going to apologize, and yet, you're making fun of me!? You d-demon! That was so mean! Damn it!"

The girl immediately stood up.

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Then *BANG**BANG*! She kicked me twice in the chest.

"Gwaahh..."

"You shall die for your sin! Take this! And that!"

"When you're in a position like this, I can see your panties, you know? So—"

"So what! Are you saying that you want me to straddle your head!? Damn pervert!"

"That's, that's not--! I don't want to see your white panties at all!"

I just wanted to tell you to pay attention!

But why was there something like a bow tie on your white panties?

Though I felt sorry for her, I wasn't able to look elsewhere.

The girl's face turned to a deep red, and her thighs started moving awkwardly.

"How did you know the color of my panties...You...How awful! That's just too awful—! PERVERT!"

The girl pressed her skirt on her body and ran away, shouting that.

Ahhhh...Indeed, I did something quite mean. I'll apologize to her the next time we meet.

While I was thinking of that, I rose to my feet. After getting upstairs, I arrived at my destination.

"Here it is...The Second Flower Arrangement Club, just like what Katou said."

Fine...! Let's do this!

After knocking on the door, I opened it. Instantly, the three people inside looked towards me.

"Sorry for intruding."

"Oh. Are you a visitor? That's quite rare to see."

The first person to open her mouth was one of the few beauties of the Academy. Any student studying here would have already heard of her. She's Chris Ryusenji.

She was a second-year, just like me. But since we were in different classes, we had never talked to each other.

"Is there something wrong?"

Her golden blond hair was dazzling. She was looking me with her limpid blue eyes.

No matter her personality, no matter what secrets she held, she was beautiful to the point that these things would all be forgiven.

"A-A-Ahhhh—!"

The voice came from the environment-friendly Yamato Nadeshiko that I met earlier at the stairs.

...Wait, why do I feel that I had met her before?

Oh yeah! She was the girl whom Katou called Karin Minato this morning.

"...Oh. So you're also a club member here."

"T-That demon from just before! The one who imprisoned me in his arms! And who even touched my chest..."

The girl with long, black hair was staring at me with her teeth clenched.

"N-No, that's not it. That was...an accident! Yeah, an accident!"

"Huuuuuh!? How could you come up with such a lame excuse!? For the part where we fell down from the stairs, fine! But can you still say the same for when you touched my chest after!?

"Indeed. That was an accident."

"He actually said that with a straight face!? Could, could it be that this guy made lying a habit of his!?"

"That wasn't a lie. It was just an unfortunate accident."

"G-Grrrrrrrrrrr. Unforgivable! You even sneaked a peek at my panties!"

"Y-You're wrong!"

"Do you want to say that it's also an accident?"

Karin puffed her small chest, and started staring fixedly up at me.

"W-Wasn't it you who showed them to me! I didn't have the right to refuse!"

"So you're actually treating me like a fool!? Me, Karin!? U-U-Unforgivable!"

Karin trembled as she gripped the crucifix on her chest.

"Ugh..."

Shit. If this went on, wouldn't I have been considered as a pervert?

"T-That's not it! I'm Hijiri's big brother!"

"Don't you even dare to tell an obvious lie like this one!? You pervert!"

"...Sigh. I must admit that he ''is'' my brother after all."

Hijiri, who was also there, sighed as she said that.

"Ugh. Damn it... If it's true, then, what are you doing here!?"

"I've come to express my gratitude to you people for taking care of my sister. Right, Hijiri?"

I made a thankful smile at Hijiri, who just saved me. But she coldly replied:

"...There's no need for that...go home."

"Huh, Hijiri!? Why is it like that..."

"Hehe. How unsightly. You know why? It's because of your sexual harassment. Serves you right!"

Karin said that, as if she wanted to brag about her victory.

D-Damn! If it continues like that, then I'll be thrown out.

The topic! I must change the topic.

"T-That aside, what on Earth is this club about? I heard that it was a Flower Arrangement Club, but I see neither tatamis, flowers nor kenzans."

As soon as I asked, Karin's shoulders suddenly started trembling. She then said, flustered:

"Eh! T-This, this has nothing to do with you!"

Even Hijiri was backing Karin up.

"Indeed...This has nothing to do with you."

These girls, were they hiding something from me...?

For some reason, they seemed to be very concerned about what they're hiding. This was an elder brother's desire to get a grasp on everything related to Hijiri.

"It's the first time we talked like this, club president Ryusenji."

"Ah! He dared to get past me! What a rude man!"

"Ah. That's true. Is this the first time? I'm the Second Flower Arrangement Club's president, Chris Ryusenji.

Her smiling face was like freshly bloomed flower as she answered that.

Ah, maybe ''they'' are Flower Arrangement Club's flowers.

Hijiri, Chris...and even though it pained me to admit it, Karin was also a beautiful girl indeed.

Their beauty can't even be described with the imagery of a flower.

"Thank you for always taking care of my sister."

"Ah no, we are always causing trouble to Hijiri. So we are the ones who should thank you."

Ooooh...! What a sensible club president.

"Thank you. But that said, what is this club about?"

Chris elegantly closed one eye.

"Ehe. I can't tell you that. It's a secret."

"As an elder brother, I am deeply concerned about what my little sister does. Can you please tell me?"

"Didn't I say that I can't tell you that? Secrets give women a mysterious aura, making them appear more beautiful. That's why you would be disappointed if you knew it."

"I won't be disappointed. At least I won't be disappointed at Hijiri."

Chris put her index on the bottom of her red lips, and made a sensual smile.

"Is that so? But it's still a 'no'. I can't tell you."

"Please consider it."

"Sorry. That's impossible."

As I was to ask another time, Hijiri expressionlessly stared at me.

"...Shou."

"What is it, ''sweet sister''?"

I smiled in response, but Hijiri answered me in a low voice:

"...You're a bother."

"What!?"

Hijiri's sharp words stabbed me deeply and intensely.

"But to say something like that..."

"...You're awful."

"Gah."

"...Leave me alone."

"Ugh..."

"If you inquire further, then I'll hate you."

"How can it be!?"

"...Now that you're aware of it, get out of here."

"Uhhhhh..."

"...Get out, I said."

"Damn. I-I'll be back..."

"...You don't have to come back here."

"Uhhhh. WAAHH—!"

I ran back at home like that. Then, I locked myself in my room.

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<nowiki>*Chirp**Chirp*. The swallows' chirping reached my ears.</nowiki>

"Ahhh...the sun is so dazzling..."

This was the day after. I was in a half-dead state.

I was maybe already hated by Hijiri.

Just the mere thought of it gives me a stomach ache. I was so sad that my pillow was damp from my tears.

Today, I finally managed to calm down a bit. I kept sitting on my bed, still stunned.

I was slowly drinking a fruits juice. Since I had taken it out yesterday, it was already wet.

"Really, Bireley's fruits juice is the best. The rest of the 20% juice really makes you addicted to it."

After whispering this, I made a deep sigh.

"...That is what I would usually think."

But today, even Birely's juice didn't taste good.

The Bireley's slid from my hand. Maybe was it fate...

"Ah..."

Splash.

The Bireley's that had just fallen down made my nightwear and my bed covers wet.

"Sigh...Are you kidding me? It's all wet now."

A large orange stain was left on my bed. My nightwear was also in a miserable condition.

"Doesn't it look like as if I just wet my bed?"

Staring at this large stain, I felt even more down.

At this moment, I heard someone knock on the door.

"...Shou, I heard you lament over something. Are you all right?"

"Oh, Hijiri? I'm fine."

No, wait a minute...?

Wouldn't it be bad if she sees me like this...?

"...Wait! I'm definitely not fine! So you mustn't enter, got it!?"

Creak.

"W-Wait. Hijiri—! Don't barge in—!"

My screaming and shouting didn't reach her. The door opened mercilessly.

Hijiri widened her eyes.

"..........Shou. Could it be that............"

"N-N-NO! You're wrong, Hijiri! Definitely wrong. It's not what you're thinking of!"

"...I thought that you already stopped since long ago. But you still do that..."

"I did! I already stopped doing that! HOLD ON, HIJIRI!'

I must, I must explain the situation properly to her!

"That's not it, Hijiri! I just spilled some juice!"

"...I see. So you spilled something of a similar color to hide the evidence?"

"That's not it, sister—! This is 100% pure juice! Juice!"

"...R-Really? You aren't lying?"

Ah, but Bireley's juice wasn't 100% pure juice...I couldn't lie to Hijiri.

"No, only 20% of that was pure juice!"

"...Woah. And what's the remaining 80%? Don't tell me that it's mainly your..."

Hijiri was still as expressionless, but she seemed disgusted. This was something only I, as her brother, could understand.

"Though it's 100%, it's only at 20%! No, I mean, it's 20% pure juice at 100%!"

"...I don't understand what you're saying...but Shou, I think I get it."

"O-Ohhh...So you ''do'' understand, Hijiri."

As if summoning all her strength to force herself, Hijiri slightly moved her chin downwards, nodding.

"I do. Bedwetting is quite embarrassing, so it's perfectly understandable that you want to hide it."

"That's not it! I am not hiding anything! Err, yeah, exactly! That's right!"

Wait a second. Why don't I do that? It would clear this misunderstanding right away!

It's an article that serves as perfect evidence!

"...What is it, Shou?"

I dragged the front part of my pajamas towards Hijiri.

"Please sniff this place!"

"What!?"

Hijiri held her own slender body, and immediately turned her head back.

"You'll understand if you just sniff here. Or you can lick it! It's just juice! Just juice, OK!"

"I-I didn't think that you...would actually have such a habit...disgusting."

Hijiri was looking at me as if I was some piece of crap.

"T-That's not it! It's not a habit, OK!?"

"I think that asking your little sister to do stuff like that is awful..."

"That's why I'm saying it isn't! You'll understand after sniffing this! Do it as if I managed to fool you to do that! Got it?"

"I-I don't want to...I won't be fooled by you."

"Please! PLEASE! Just a bit, just lick it a bit!"

"N-Noo...!"

"Just once and it'll be fine. You just have to lick it once! Once!"

'''"If you come any closer, I'll phone our mom."'''

"That-That's just horrible! Hijiri!"

"What's horrible is your personal interest. You can do something like that by yourself."

"U-Ughhhh! I don't want to do a play like that...!"

Hijiri seemed to be shocked.

"Ha...It's OK. Let me take care of the destruction of evidence. I'll bring it for washing."

"I'm saying that it's not..."

"Should I tell mom then?"

"D-Damn...I'm saying it's really not what you're thinking."

"...Take off the clothes that have been dirtied...and I'll take your sheets to the laundry too..."

My little sister then took away without a hint of disgust on her face the dirtied clothes I urinated on. (It's actually just Bireley's! Very important!)

As she was about to leave my room, she said to the half-resigned me:

"...Shou. Tomorrow, after school...free up your schedule for that time. There's a place I want to take you to."

I had no idea what those words meant, and simply took them as mechanical waves.

Despite what happened—perhaps because it was a habit of mine—I subconsciously got ready for school.

I walked out of home. And on my way to school...

An emotionless but cute voice came from my back.

"Shou...Please wait a moment."

It was the first time since middle school that Hijiri talked to me on her own accord.

If I was the same as usual, I'd probably turn my head back with a bright smile on my face.

However, because of what happened today, my morale was pretty low.

"...So, what's the matter?"

"What happened? You...seem to be very down."

"...Well."

"Oh...I understand...It's because of what just happened...it can't be helped."

"...Don't mind me...please forget that."

"...Don't feel so bad, Shou...Don't worry, I don't mind that."

".........Is that so."

"No problem...this is something common."

"No problem!? How can this be something common! There's no high-school student on Earth who would still wet his bed!"

I couldn't help but spit those words in a brutal tone. Then my little sister, for some reason, lowered her head.

"Uh-uh..."

Although her expression didn't change, Hijiri did lower her voice.

"No wait, you're concerned about me. Thanks. However, you are deeply misunderstanding some—"

At that moment, Hijiri interrupted me.

"I have good news for you."

"Huh? ...Good news?"

"As I said, I want to take you somewhere after school. It will definitively be a good help to you."

"I don't get what you are saying..."

"Somewhere like a great place."

"A great place?"

"Yep. My clubroom."

".........Eh, by clubroom, do you mean the Second Flower Arrangement Club?"

"Exactly."

"Wait a minute. That place? Why would I go to the club that only beautiful girls can join?"

My little sister coolly shook her head.

"It's really not just a place only cute girls can join. You also meet the requirement."

"T-The requirement...?"

Since when did I meet the requirement to join that circle of beauties?

"...It's all right. You would fit well. Plus, I'm sure that it'll help you."

"Wait a second. Help? Uhm, help ''what''?"

"As long as I consult the club president, we'll find a way to cure you."

".........The hell? Even though you asserted that without hesitation, what are you talking about?"

"Consulting the club president about your bedwetting issues."

"Hey...HEY! Wait a second. Could it be that, Hijri, you plan to talk with that Chris Ryusenji about m-my bed-bedwetting!?"

"Yep."

"W-Wait! I kind of have a bad premonition! Don't you find that decision strange?"

"...Then, we're heading there as soon as school ends."

"Please hear me out. ''Please''."

"...Shou. Don't be shy."

"Hijiri. Please think over about it again--!"

While we were talking and walking to school, we have arrived at Seiryuu Academy without noticing it.

As we reached the front gates, a black car passed by us.

Getting out of the car was a beautiful young lady with supple and bright blond hair. She was Chris Ryusenji.

The students nearby immediately went beside her and greeted her with a "Good morning, Miss Chris."

She was surrounded in a split second. Her popularity was really astounding. A scene like that could probably be seen only in manga or anime.

"...Ryusenji is damn impressive."

Chris, as if she had noticed something, faced this way. Then, her mouth formed a large smile.

"Good morning, Hijiri."

"Hello, prez."

Hijiri whispered to me:

"I'll inform her of your situation."

"Eh. Wait a sec—Damn, she's already gone..."

I-Impossible...that was a joke, right?

Hijiri walked toward Chris. The students surrounding the latter cleared a path for Hijiri.

When she arrived beside Chris, Hijiri whispered something at Chris' ears.

I couldn't even stop her, so I simply stared blankly at them.

Chris then faced this way and scowled.

What on Earth are they saying? It can't be. Impossible.

A scene that was not good at all appeared in my imagination.

''"Prez. My brother wetted his bed today. What a scum. A retard. I don't even know why he is still alive." ''

''"Gosh. Wouldn't it be great if he can just die, just like that. He's just a worthless shithead after all. A disgrace." ''

''"Yep. So prez, do you know how to deal with this asshole? I want to wipe his existence off the world. I want to massacre him." ''

''"Bedwetting can only be forgiven until one gets into grade school!" ''

''""Gwahahahahaha!"" ''

The mere thought of it gave me butterflies in the stomach.

Chris looked this way again with something like an expression of disgust.

Then my sister coldly pointed her thumb at me.

"...Hey, why don't we just that? 'Cos this isn't good, right? Right?"

I have been crushed to the utmost despair.

After school...

As the class meeting ended, Hijiri, who was sitting nearby, ran towards me with her skirt fluttering.

"Then Shou, let's go."

She took me by the wrist.

"I-It's OK. After all, what happened this morning was just a misunderstanding."

But at the same time, I was really curious of the activities the club was holding. Right now, I still had no idea what on Earth Hijiri was doing in there.

...What should I do then? For Christ's sake, what should I do...!

Hijiri talked to the hesitating me in a serious tone, as if she was trying to calm a kid down.

"Shou. Don't be shy. I'll help you with your curing. And so will the club president."

"U-Ugh, so you—! So you really said it to Ryusenji! Damn, even though it was just a misunderstanding. Even though it was because you misunderstood the situation...! Shit...how come it ended up like this."

"......Shou. ''Please''."

Hijiri got really close to me, and was staring at me without the intention of letting me go.

There was a scent of lemon coming off her. I could clearly see her slender eyelashes and her big round eyes.

Cute. She was simply too cute. My protective instinct as an elder brother started boiling in me.

"...Shou, don't be so obstinate...here."

My forehead had been pressed by a finger of hers. It seemed as if I was being looked after by her.

"I'm sorry..."

"...Shou...Please. Even though the first step may be challenging...I'll still be at your side. OK?"

What should I do? ''What should I do?'' I really want to know what the Second Flower Arrangement club's activities are.

But by going there, I was going to be labeled as a bed-wetting person. And people will know about it.

But Hijiri also wanted me to go there. And she was requesting it like that!"

Damn. What on Earth should I do...!

As I was torn inside, Hijiri tilted her head and asked:

"...Shou...You can't?"

She's so cute! So fucking cute! That's bad. Hijiri is so cute that—

"I have no problem with that! Come, we're heading there!"

I assumed a patented expression and answered back. Like this, I marched toward the Flower Arrangement Club.

"...Then Shou. We're heading inside, OK?"

My little sister looked at me with a worried expression, and opened the clubroom's door.

"I brought him here."

The members of the Flower Arrangement Club, which is to say Chris and Karin, all focused their gaze on me.

Even though this was a mere clubroom, there was air conditioning. It was probably done for an elegant girl like Chris.

The not too cool temperature was set so one could feel comfortable.

"Welcome, Shimizu."

Chris said that as her voice chimed clearly like a bell.

"H-Hello, Ryusenji."

Chris gently shook her head left and right.

"You see, I really hate my family name. So can you call me by my first name?"

She revealed a magnificent smile. That alone was enough to make my heart quicken its beat.

"C-Chr...Miss Chris."

"Haha. You don't have to add anything such as "Miss" in front, you know."

Chris, who seemed to be having fun teasing me, laughed.

She just wanted me to call her by her first name, so doing so probably didn't matter, right?

"C-C-Chris...waaah!?"

My ear was suddenly pulled forcefully. The culprit was Hijiri.

"Shou. Please change that perverted expression of yours."

"Ouch...l-like hell I have a perverted expression."

"You do" "Do not" "Do too" "Do not" "Do too" "Do not"

As we were going to continue our argument, Karin, who had been quiet until now, opened her mouth.

"You two can drop your flirt now."

Karin seemed to be unhappy as she was pouting. Her arms crossed in front of her chest, in front of her petite body, she stood there firmly like one of Buddha's guardian.

"By the way, president Chris is a godly person. So stop ignoring her like that! Hijiri, Shou, who the heck do you think you are? So drop your arrogant manners!"

"Wait, who do you think ''you'' are?"

Even though I had planned to apologize to her properly the next time I'd be seeing her, I couldn't help myself but make a comeback like that.

"Wha—Don't you ''dare'' talk to me in that manner...bastard!"

"I'm really sorry. Please pretend you didn't hear that."

"Now you're being silly. You know, I've already heard you! T-There's no way I'll ever forgive you!"

Whoa. That being said, I had really done some bad things to her.

As I thought, there was really the need for a proper apology.

"I'm truly sorry for what I've done...!"

I deeply lowered my head , making Karin perplexed.

"I am very sorry for making you remember such unhappy memories. That wasn't on purpose, though I guess I can't use it as excuse."

"N-No, about that...if you are truly sorry for that, I can't get angry over that..."

That hesitation she was showing meant that victory was in my reach!

I needed to take advantage of the current situation to apologize! I could only do it now. Let's do this!

"Plus, I think your stylish breasts are quite fine, actually!"

Karin's face suddenly froze.

"W-What, what are you saying?"

"I'm sure there are people who like them the way they are. Don't give a damn for those idiots who think that they are undeveloped or whatever."

"Undeveloped? You're such an ass!"

"Hum, you see, the less developed are your breasts, the more grandiose will your heart be. I'm sure it's like that. Plus, you won't have to buy a bra, which will make it super economical for you. Meaning that you won't be the kind of woman who spends too much money. Be more confident of yourself!"

"Grrr, damn you! What the hell are you—! There's no, no way I'll ever forgive you!"

Err...huh? Why does she sound like she's repressing her anger?

She lifted her head that was facing the ground a second ago. Then, I managed to Karin's face completely red, as well as her moisten eyes.

"Stop acting like you're cool or what! W-What were you in your previous life then? '''Because ''I ''was previously a great mage capable of commanding dragons!''' Humph!"

...Huh? ......What the hell did she just say? That girl...

A, hum, a great mage...?

"...Are you OK? I hope that it wasn't because I made you so mad to the point you lost your mind."

"Though you just made a fool out of the divine president Chris, you plan to do the same to me too?"

Karin's eyes started to get filled by tears. While moaning, she held her thighs firmly in embarrassment.

"Hum, I'm sorry..."

"Ugh, calm down, calm down, my stomach..."

Karin's cheeks started to get even redder.

She was pressing the lower part of her abdomen, seemingly feeling awkward.

"This is just the eighth-grade syndrome. Though it's the first time I hear of one's stomach being involved. Could it be because it bursts out of your abdomen? That's not really cool, you know?"

"S-Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Damn, I can't hold it—!"

While shouting that, Karin ran outside, her thighs close to each other.

"...Hum. It's a shame, since I originally planned to apologize..."

Chris was flabbergasted as she was staring me.

"Are you serious, Shimizu...?"

"What?"

"There's not a single doubt that you were provoking her. Are you an idiot?"

"Ehhhh...? You're kidding me...for real?"

"D-Don't look at me with this incredulous expression. I should be the one supposed to find this unbelievable.

"Shou. Don't bully Karin so harshly."

"I-I wasn't bullying her..."

"Her '''trigger''' is ''anger''."

Hijiri, as if she wanted to informing me of something, suddenly said that mysterious line.

"Hijiri...how come that even you are saying weird stuff like that."

"By the way, mine would be ''stress''."

"Hijiri...did you catch the eighth-grade syndrome too?"

Since we haven't been talking a lot lately, I had no idea what the hell she was saying... ''Trigger''? Meaning that it could cause something to burst out?

Dang, Hijiri, even you managed to get the eighth-grade syndrome. Could it be that this club as actually the 'Eighth-Grade Club'?

However—

However, however! If Hijiri is like that, then I have no choice but to play along with her.

Though it was a bit embarrassing, I can only try my best...!

"I understand. Hijiri, as soon as you get stressed, you can mobilize a great amount of energy. Is that magic? Or a superpower? Or are do you plan on summoning something? I understand. I totally do. Actually, your big brother also can. In my past life, I was a hero that made every single demon kneel before humans. But because of your radiance, I am now a warrior awaken by the feelings of love. My trigger is activated by the thoughts I have for my comrades."

The hands of the clock hanging on the wall could be heard.

Chris looked at us with an expression of disappointment.

However, I had no choice. All I needed to do was to please my sister.

Yet, I only received an extremely cold line in response.

"...Huh? Shou, is your head alright?"

"Eh, wh-what? What did you just say, Hijiri? There's no way you just said, dumbfounded: "...Huh? Shou, is your head alright?", right? I'm sure that your big brother misheard."

"It's exactly what I said. What nonsense are you spouting? So you have another disorder aside your bladder problems?"

"N-No, that's not it, Hijiri. It's only for your sake that I would—!"

"That's not it. Shou, could it be that you are incontinent for my sake?"

"No—wait, there's no way that's actually possible!"

"Then, you want me to 'sniff the odour of your pee' again? ...Shou, your disorder is even worse than mine."

"NO! Though I asked you to sniff, that was to prove you that I didn't wet my bed!"

At this moment, Chris opened her mouth in shock—or rather, in disgust.

"...I can't stand it anymore."

"T-That's not it, Chris...! This was only an accident. Rather, I didn't wet my bed at all."

Chris was coldly staring at me. Not good. She doesn't trust me. Still, I continued to explain.

"That was because of the Bireley's. Every-Everything is its fault...Damn! THIS IS A SCHEME LAYED BY THE BIRELEY'S.

"Aren't you ashamed to put all the blame on a yellow drink, Shimizu?"

"You don't have to hide it, Shou."

My little sister was nodding, still with that expressionless face of hers.

Then she told me:

"...It's fine. We are all the same."

".........Huh?"

I really could not understand my sister's words, and couldn't help but to let out a dumbfounded interjection.

''We are all the same''. What did she mean by that? What on Earth did she mean?"

"The club members here...we are all the same."

Did I misunderstand something? T-This is impossible, right?

"W-What do you mean, when you say that you are all the same?"

I held the last string of hope in my heart, wishing for—no, trying to clearing this misunderstanding in my head.

However...

<big>'''"We are all incontinent."'''</big>

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Hijiri said that without hesitation.

"No, nononono. That's impossible. I-I have no idea what you're talking about. Are you OK? Do you have a fever? Let me touch your forehead...no, you don't."

"...It's OK. I'm fine. I'm perfectly normal."

"H-Huh...then...so, what the hell do you mean?"

"This is a club where the incontinent people get together to help each other. A club where we help curing each other's incontinence.

"WHAT!?"

I couldn't assimilate this information. No, rather, my brain was refusing to do so.

"The code term girls use when they go to the toilet is ''picking flowers''. It means that this is a club where girls learn how to properly ''pick flowers''. After that comes the ''Arrangement Club''part. It means that you have to ''arrange'' the problem of ''picking flowers''. " (1)

That second meaning is damn far-fetched...!

It's impossible that my little sister would actually be incontinent.

After receiving a blow of despair, I looked towards Chris.

Chris was nodding, her arms crossed.

"T-That's a joke, right...?"

Chris then spoke with honesty.

"Everything is true. Even if you refuse to accept this reality, even if you are deeply disappointed in us, what Hijiri just said did not include a single lie. It's a genuine, true fact."

"Y-Y-You're lying...You're lying, you're lying, you're lying...!"

I unconsciously took a step backwards.

"So you actually think we would tell you such an embarrassing lie? Aren't you a comrade of ours? Though I feel that having a male comrade is kinda, you know...I believe that incontinent people can't be bad people."

"This is definitely weird! I mean, that blabber on how incontinent people aren't bad people and stuff!"

"You are our comrade. Aren't you the same?"

For a split second—

It was only for a split second, but there was no doubt that Chris glared at me the way she would glare at her father's murderer or something.

However, she immediately put back a beautiful smile.

A smile that could make people believe that incontinence was adding up to her charm.

I couldn't help but shudder. Then, I managed to squeeze out a few words.

"So it means that the requirement to enter this club is actually..."

This was not some kind of club for beautiful girls—

But rather, a repulsive club for the—

"To be incontinent. That is the requirement to enter the club."

Chris put her beautiful, delicate hands on my shoulders...

"Let's do our best."

...and said that in a graceful manner. However—

—However, something like that...there's no way I'll ever accept it!

Before I managed to recover from the shock, I was already speaking.

"Hey, hey— Stop screwing with me."

My voice seemed to come from the bottom of my body.

"How could I leave my little sister in this so called ''club''?"

A club aiming to cure each other's incontinence? Don't give me that crap. How can my sister be such a place...!?

My stomach was burning as if someone introduced molten metal in it.

There's no way, ''no way'', that I will ever acknowledge that club.

"We're leaving, Hijiri."

Even though I said that, Hijiri simply shook her head.

"...No. I don't want to leave here."

"Hijiri. Don't you find this club very strange?"

"......Even so, I wish to stay here."

Why are you being so obstinate? Clearly, nothing good will come out of it even by staying here.

"Shimizu. Why do you want to take Hijiri away?"

"The reason is obvious. Because she won't be cured even if she stays here."

"Why is that?"

Chris asked me that question. I took a deep breath, and answered in one go.

"So what good can come out from hanging with a bunch of incontinent people? It can only lessen your pain. You find people that are kind of like your comrades. Heh."

"Then, may I ask you what's wrong with that?"

What's wrong with that? Isn't it crystal clear?

"After having your pain lessened, your determination to cure your incontinence would weaken. You'd be satisfied by your current situation! It's by being unhappy of your situation that you will gain the strength to change that. This club is ridiculous. Simply ''ridiculous''."

"Do you really think that it works that way?"

"Think about it carefully. If a person finds his or her incontinence exposed, wouldn't it cause the people linked to that same person to be also exposed? How many people are there in the club? Three people? Wouldn't the risk be multiplied by three?"

"Oh. So that's how you think it works."

I was staring intensively at Chris.

"That's why there's no way I'll ever acknowledge that club!"

Chris, feigning complete seriousness, said:

"Even if it means disregarding your little sister's opinion?"

"If it's for Hijiri's own good, I won't hesitate to do so."

"Haha. What a quick answer...I see. So, what do you think, Hijiri?"

Hijiri, who had just been apostrophized, was staying silent and didn't say a single word.

"Hijiri. What are your honest feelings about this?"

My little sister opened her mouth to say something, but then closed it.

She seemed to be nervous, which was quite a rare sight.

"...Shou."

"What?"

"Shou, you idiot."

A small, stingy pain could be felt in my chest.

"...No matter what you say, I won't back off."

"...Idiot...Idiot, idiot, IDIOT!"

To think Hijiri could actually display such an unyielding resistance...Seems that she'll hate me even more after that.

So be it. If that is necessary to save Hijiri, then I don't mind doing it.

I bit my lips, waiting for her next line.

"...I..."

"Hmm?"

"I've never made a single friend before that."

"I know."

"It's impossible for me to get one while hiding such a secret."

There was a sudden jolt near Hijiri's stomach.

"That's why when you wetted your bed, I, I was truly happy...!"

"...Ugh!"

"I was truly really happy. So happy that my tears were almost overflowing."

"Hijiri..."

"Right now...I'm also...stressed right now. B-Because I didn't want you to discover my secret. However, if it comes to that, I'd want to let you know...my s-secret..."

Oh. Now that I think of it, Hijiri's trigger is ''stress''. From all I've heard so far, I presume that this trigger refers to triggering the desire to go to the toilet. Right now, the stress is probably causing her to want to go there.

That is probably the reason she is moving so awkwardly.

"That's why, S-Shou...I want...want you to know...that this...this club is very, very important to me...so ''please''..."

Hijiri kept staring at me.

Her face still wasn't showing any expression. However, I could see that she was extremely sincere. Only I could understand that emotion being conveyed to me.

Gosh, really. Damn it. What now!?

Now that she was so serious in persuading me, there was nothing I could do.

Though I shouldn't be that bad of a guy, right?

Am I not simply thinking for Hijiri's sake?

"Shou..."

I'm sure that it's with the help of this club that Hijiri has been saved.

From that prison named 'solitude'.

"I get it...I'll comply with your wish."

What the result of this decision will be, I still do not know.

Nevertheless, I said that to Hijri, and then left the Second Flower Arrangement clubroom.

●▲

That night, Hijiri even went to my room.

However, she stayed silent and didn't say a word. She simply kept fixing at my eyes.

"...Hijiri?"

I was staring at her face alike to that of a doll.

After a while...

"...hum, Shou. I'm sorry that I've never told you that."

"Told me what?"

"...About my body's condition."

"Oh. About that, you don't have to worry about it. I'm not angry."

"...Also...hum...T-Thank you for today...That's all. Good night.

Hijiri immediately turned her back at me and left for her room.

At this moment, I have completely forgotten about a certain person's existence.

There was still a girl in the Second Flower Arrangement Club who didn't acknowledge me.

Kono Naka:Volume 1 Prologue

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==Kono Naka ni Hitori, Imōto ga Iru!: Volume 1 - Prologue==
===Part 1===
"Onii-sama"

A soft whisper came from a young girl.

Sitting on a chair, Shougo Mikadono, who was about to enter the world of dreams, suddenly opened his sleepy eyelids and glanced at the four corners of the room.

"Is there anyone here?"

However, there was no one in the room aside himself—what's going on? Did I mishear?

Today is the day when the funerals of the internationally-known Mikadono group's representative, Kumagorou Mikadono, are held.

It's February, where the cold weather hasn't left yet. Shougo still didn't have the time to feel saddened by his father's death, and since the early morning he has been running around, busy taking care of multiple matters with his mother.

As things finally came to an end, Shougo could take a break in the visitors' room. He was so busy that he didn't have time to change into his funerals' clothes, and became sleepy with his school uniform on him—at that moment, he has been waken up by a mysterious voice.

"Onii-sama, I'm here."

The voice came to him again, this time with the noise of the windows being knocked on. It seems that it came from the outside.

Shougo turned his body and lifted his head. Above the bookshelves, there was a small window. Outside the window, snowflakes were rustling and falling. There was someone below the window who was knocking on it, and the clenched fist was barely visible.

This window was made to gather sunlight, and was even higher than Shougo's height, and there seems to be someone raising her hand outside the window----

"Who is it?"

"It's wonderful, I have always wanted to see you, but I couldn't meet you with that many people. Finally, I can finally talk with my brother, do you know how I was longing for this day, wuuu..."

"That's why I'm asking, who are you?"

"I'm Onii-sama's little sister."

"Little sister? What do you mean, I'm an only child."

"Really, Onii-sama won't be alone. From now on, I'll always be together with you."

"Together? What the heck do you mean?"

"I'm here in order to marry Onii-sama."

===Part 2===
-- Why would I get married to you? If you are my younger sister, how could we possibly marry!

Baffled, Shougo ran to the side of the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of the voice's owner.

But the window was too high to see outside without standing on something. Shougo moved a chair over and stepped on it.

"Shougo-sama."

At this time, there was a knock at the door and a woman entered -- her name was Seri, the secretary of his mother.

"If I may ask, did something happen?"

Seeing Shougo with one one on the chair, Seri showed an expression of intrigue.

Her tall figure in a suit, it was the splitting image of a capable career woman. Somehow exuding an air of icy cool beauty, it was well-matched to her funeral attire.

"I just heard a voice from outside that sounded like it was calling me, but who could it be?"

Shougo replied as he stepped on the chair once more, opening the window, and sticking his head outside.

The first thing that entered his view was the inner garden of the funeral home. Ahead was a wall of accumulated snow extending into the distance.

"Eh, no is there. Strange, but there definitely was someone here?"

"Somone suspicious appeared?"

Secretary Seri asked warily. Could it be Seri's appearance that drove her to escape?

"No, just that I heard someone's voice. Perhaps it was my mistake, hahaha."

Forcing a laugh to tide things over, Shougo got off the chair.

He had no idea what had happened, perhaps it was just his imagination.

The existence of a sister, I don't have anything like that.

"Shougo-sama, Kanoko-sama would like to see you."

Shougo followed Seri out of the room.

Shougo's father -- Mikadono Kumagorou had been hospitalized in bed since half a year ago. Having inherited the business from Shougo's grandfather, he had become the Mikadono Corporation's CEO, and in very short time cultivated the business into the world famous commercial enterprise "Mikadono Group."

Spending virtually every day on the move around the world, building trusting relations with people from all places, expanding the business of "Mikadono Group" without pause, the
"Legendary CEO" was what people called him out of respect.

However, this lacked longterm consideration and took its toll on his body, ended up massively cutting into his lifespan. On day he collapsed unconscious in a conference room and was rushed into the hospital. The doctor's diagnosis was: Kumagorou had only half a year left to live.

Six months later, on the day he reached the age of fifty, he passed away.

When his father passed away, Shougo found himself unexpectedly calm. It wasn't because he didn't feel sorrow, just that he didn't feel excessively depressed.

"Father lived his life to the full, putting effort into every day."

Working several times harder than anyone else, his life was full of accomplishment, there were definitely no regrets.

As if proving Shougo's assertion, the face of the father resting in the coffin bore a satisfied expression.

Led by secretary Seri, Shougo entered the room of his mother.

The funeral home's third floor had a waiting room. Looking down outside from the massive window, there were many visitors dressed for the funeral, standing beneath the swirling snowing sky, carrying umbrellas.

It needed no mention that the employees of Mikadono Group, all the CEOs of famous Japanese enterprises, and minister-level government officials were all gathered here. Seeing all these participants, Kumagorou's greatness was clear to all.

Standing before the window, Shougo's mother -- Mikadono Kanoko, turned around to face her son.

"You came, Shougo."

"Mother, is there anything I can help with next?"

"Pay attention to your words, for all the guests are watching."

Mother spoke with great seriousness. Mother and Father had been supporting the Mikadono Group together all this time, and was now the acting CEO.

Even though today was her husband's funeral, her resolute attitude was no different.

"Yes, sorry, should be acknowledged."

It felt a bit embarrassing and unnatural to use respectful speech with Mother.

"After the funeral, it is hoped that you can attend the farewell banquet with all the guests gathered for tonight."

"Of course, I will also help out with Seri-san."

Shougo deliberately answered cheerfully, hoping to raise the spirits of his mother who was likely emotionally exhausted.

However, Mother's next words were completely unexpected.

"After the banquet, all the members of the core committee will be gathered for the announcement of Kumagorou's will. However, before that, I need to confirm your will."

"My will?" "Last night when the family gathered, the will was read witnessed by the lawyer. In his will, Kumagorou hopes that Shougo will inherit Mikadono Group." "Inherit Mikadono Group? That means I will become the next CEO?"

"Of course, this is no easy task, and the will did say, if Shougo decides to accept the inheritance, you must undergo special training for it."

Shougo began to wonder, inheriting the business, do I really have that ability? Do I have to ability to lead a company of this scale?

Thinking that, his legs felt a little unstable at that moment.

However, he then thought, aren't I just escaping?

"I, will inherit -- no -- I want to inherit the company, and Father's will."

"Understood. Then I shall inform the Group's core management of Kumagorou's will for approval. Shougu, from today onwards you will begin special training to improve your aptitude for becoming the CEO. In this one year you have to produce a result that is acceptable to the Group."

"Of course, I don't want to sit in the CEO position just like this."

I wonder how intense and strict the upcoming special training will be, but to be able to compete on the global stage, it must surely be a harsher challenge.

"At the same time, Kumagorou has an additional condition for your inheriting his will."

"An additional condition, what is it?"

"Shougo must find the girl he loves before high school graduation, and become lifelong partners."

"To become lifelong partners with the girl I love! Isn't that telling me to get married?"

"Precisely. Get engaged during school, and immediately marry after graduation. Once you marry and have a family, you will show composure and solemnity despite your age, and will have the ability to lead the Group."

"But getting married is not one person's decision. If there's no other side..."

Shougo did not have a girlfriend. Let alone marriage, he didn't even have a first crush.

"There is no cause for worry on this issue. To facilitate the special training, Shougo will be transferred into Miryuuin Private Academy.

"...Miryuuin Private Academy, isn't that the famous school where all those ojou-sama are studying?"

"Precisely, the place where Kumagorou once studied, a school with an excellent tradition. Going to school there, you will surely find a girl that suits you."

Yes, it was true, in the merciless commercial world, marriage was a way to build esteem and respect.

"I understand, I will accept this condition, and surely find someone I like during high school, and propose at graduation for a favorable answer."

"I look forward to your good news, Shougo."

Timing just at the end of the conversation, secretary Seri walked in from outside.

"Kanoko-sama, it is almost time to head to the crematorium."

Mother nodded, took her briefcase, and as she walked to the door, Shougo suddenly remembered something and asked her a question:

"By the way, Mother, I have a question I wanted to ask you..."

"What is it?"

"It sounds a little unbelievable, but do I have a little sister?"

"Little sister?"

Mother frowned as she turned back to look at Shougo.

"That kind of thing cannot possibly exist."

Making her declaration, seemingly angered, Mother left the room.

"Right... Eh. Doesn't Mother look a bit angry?"

After some thought, secretary Seri walked over, and whispered:

"The matter of a little sister, where did you hear that from?"

"Ah, no one really. Anyway, has anyone else mentioned such a thing before?"

"Actually, within the Group, there has been rumors of Kumagorou having an illegitmate daughter."

"An illegitimate daughter, really?

"Only a rumor. I will do everything I can to eliminate baseless rumors, so please do not let this worry you."

In other words, the voice just now was just my misunderstanding.

"The unknown little sister doesn't exist. As long as I know that I can be assured."

For a long while after that, Shougo did not entertain the notion of having a little sister again.

Of course, this only persisted for year or so later, until that particular spring when he met those girls.