Editing Mushi Uta:Volume 15 Chapter 4 (section)

== 4.02 The Others ==

The smell of the salty sea and green grass wafted in the air of Aoharima Island.

Twice it was assaulted by the flames of war.

The massacre brought by Miguruma Yaeko as well as the preliminary fight before the final battle against C.

The traces of the battle were the houses that became unlivable ruins as well as the wharf still filled with debris.

Although only the sounds of the waves and the wind came to Aoharima Island—

New sounds were born there again.

The sounds of striking metal and ships carrying materials cutting through the sea.

As well as—small laughter.

She could even smell the fragrance of food from somewhere.

She could see it well from the sky.

Among the devastated houses, several were being fixed. The sound of striking metal was the construction work of people who came from the mainland.

A part of the wharf was being filled with concrete, so it could barely allow ships to anchor.

There were still only few people on the surface. Most of the them were the workers brought from the mainland for the construction work and their families.

Among them, there were also small figures running atop the small hills.

The fire before robbed most of the island’s lives.

However—there were some survivors.

They were young children. The young man called Sensei had protected them on this island and they were sent to childcare facilities on the mainland afterward. She only unveiled this truth fairly recently.

The surviving children came back to Aoharima Island.

And now, climbing up a small hill, they waved at the sky.

“Big sis Ubuki! Don’t slack off, come down already!”

The voice calling to her revived the hope of this island.

And even she herself was one such hope.

Because she was the one and only Mushitsuki who came back from being a Fallen following the final decisive fight.

This didn’t mean she became a normal person again—but it showed them without a doubt that this was possible.

“What are you doing there, just flying all the time!”

She freely flew the skies above the island with the black wings sprouting from her back.

While feeling a small hope—

“I’m looking for a pretty dream.”

Shirakashi Ubuki laughed.

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