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		<title>Bilagaana: added link to next volume</title>
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		<updated>2013-10-30T01:44:39Z</updated>

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		<author><name>Bilagaana</name></author>
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		<title>80.223.220.209 at 21:12, 17 October 2013</title>
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		<title>Black Ice Prince at 03:14, 12 October 2013</title>
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		<author><name>Black Ice Prince</name></author>
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		<title>Ninjask at 23:04, 11 October 2013</title>
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		<updated>2013-10-11T23:04:48Z</updated>

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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l322&quot;&gt;Line 322:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girl who released him stuck in the past is not a powerless, frail princess.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girl who released him stuck in the past is not a powerless, frail princess.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;What are you doing!? Follow me! &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;What are you doing!? Follow me! &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Ninjask</name></author>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Kaze_no_Stigma:Volume5_Epilogue&amp;diff=293458&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Ayame at 19:51, 11 October 2013</title>
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		<updated>2013-10-11T19:51:42Z</updated>

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		<author><name>Ayame</name></author>
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		<title>Ayame: Created page with &quot;=== Prologue ===   Standing still on the bank of the pond spreading out in the garden of the Kannagi residence, Kazuma was absentmindedly smoking tobacco. But then, that smoke...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;=== Prologue ===   Standing still on the bank of the pond spreading out in the garden of the Kannagi residence, Kazuma was absentmindedly smoking tobacco. But then, that smoke...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== Prologue ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing still on the bank of the pond spreading out in the garden of the Kannagi residence, Kazuma was absentmindedly smoking tobacco. But then, that smoke didn&amp;#039;t reached Kazuma&amp;#039;s lungs not even once. &lt;br /&gt;
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The smoke rising from the pointed end of the cigarette was vainly melting in the atmosphere, vanishing. &lt;br /&gt;
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The ash that stretched for two centimeters gently crumbled, lying thick on top of Kazuma&amp;#039;s shoes. &lt;br /&gt;
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At that moment Kazuma finally remembered he was smoking. &lt;br /&gt;
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But unable to immerse himself in the feeling of intoxication nicotine brought about, he meaninglessly looked at the sky. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Tsoi Rin ------&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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She&amp;#039;s not beyond the sky. Not even to the bottom of the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
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He wanted to protect her - he couldn&amp;#039;t. He couldn&amp;#039;t do anything for her, he couldn&amp;#039;t help her even just a little, he let her die drowned in desperation. &lt;br /&gt;
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The girl who gave him so many things, he couldn&amp;#039;t pay back any of it. &lt;br /&gt;
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Even a twelve years old kid managed to save one girl from the depth of despair -&lt;br /&gt;
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It was the first thing that happened this year. Like father like son, Ren experienced the same thing as Kazuma but even so, the result was totally different. &lt;br /&gt;
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That&amp;#039;s right, it was totally different from that time with Tsoi Rin. At the very least, Ayumi died smiling. &lt;br /&gt;
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But each time he saw his little brother driven by feelings of remorse, Kazuma wanted to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;You did well&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;You did a thousand fold better than me&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - No, no matter how you multiply zero is still zero&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, thought Kazuma inside his heart, curving his lips. &lt;br /&gt;
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He was raging. That&amp;#039;s right, he himself understood. He also understood the reason. Because the parting words of that girl were still ringing in his ears. &lt;br /&gt;
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Lapis was the symbol of his sin embodied before his eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
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What will he do when facing that girl again - &lt;br /&gt;
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No, he knew what he had to do. But, can he really do that? &lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly his sleeve was pulled. &lt;br /&gt;
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Turning a dull gaze towards it, before he knew someone else stood next to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was Ayano. &lt;br /&gt;
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Having an anxious facial expression that was unbecoming for usually noisy girl, she was timidly pulling his sleve.&lt;br /&gt;
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Laughing at how much spaced out he was not realizing how close she was, once again Kazuma looked forward. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What? &amp;quot;, he asked after a pause of several seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
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Like the wind blowing a dry desert, his voice had no courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Eeh? L- listen....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The indication of the girl&amp;#039;s disturbance was transmitted by the wind. &lt;br /&gt;
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After only five seconds of waiting for Ayano&amp;#039;s answer, who was faltering for some reason, Kazuma discarded Ayano&amp;#039;s existence from his consciousness. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;.........it was definitely a lie&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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After dozens of seconds passed, Ayano finally answered. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;If she&amp;#039;s really carrying the emotion of that Tsoi Rin person, it can&amp;#039;t be killing Kazuma. There - &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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With those clumsy words Ayano earnestly tried to cheer up Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
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At times like this, Kazuma will always respond this way.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;What happened? Trying to console me, are you feverish or something? &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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He will tease her like that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Thank you. I&amp;#039;m happy you&amp;#039;re worried about me&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Or making her blush by saying so with a straight face or lightly kissing her to make her angry - &lt;br /&gt;
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Without choosing any, Kazuma looked at the sky in silence. With monotonous tone he spoke to the discolored blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I wonder......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Kazuma.....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;After all, I couldn&amp;#039;t protect Tsoi Rin. She obviously blamed me. Enough to come back in some way and kill me. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..............&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ayano couldn&amp;#039;t see Kazuma&amp;#039;s face turned upwards. But if felt to her that this arrogant man was crying, his feeling hurt. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;But, that couldn&amp;#039;t be helped. Because at that time Kazuma was still weak. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...........yeah&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Feebly murmuring, Kazuma gathered wing in vain. A whirlwind danced around them, their hair and clothes fluttering. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;---------Kazuma? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;This power woke up for the first time at the time I went to save Tsoi Rin and was about to be killed. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;------? Isn&amp;#039;t that an orthodox pattern for awakening? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As for the chance for someone&amp;#039;s latent capacities to be released, something like a situation crisis was the most frequent way. &lt;br /&gt;
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Because of a dead end, because you have no other way, you draw out a power you didn&amp;#039;t have before demanding a settlement. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you&amp;#039;re being cornered but still think &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I have to do something&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, for this reason - &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;But when Tsoi Rin was killed nothing happened. &amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;.............&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;I don&amp;#039;t want to die&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - that thought manifested that hidden power. It means that when he thought &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Don&amp;#039;t let her die&amp;#039;&amp;#039; nothing happened. &lt;br /&gt;
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For this reason that was an extreme situation without place for justification, the clear difference between the the importance of priorities. &lt;br /&gt;
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That was the absolute proof he valued his life more than Tsoi Rin&amp;#039;s. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma was scoffing at his abject, miserable, petty self.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Geez, it&amp;#039;s so unsightly I can&amp;#039;t even laugh&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Kazuma.....!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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With an expression full of urgency, Ayano pulled at Kazuma&amp;#039;s sleeve. As if trying to stop him from going somewhere far away. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No way, do you intend to let Lapis kill you? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...........&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You can&amp;#039;t do that! You&amp;#039;re here right? You chose the present, right? Then - &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No. It&amp;#039;s not like that&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gently brushing Ayano&amp;#039;s confused head, Kazuma said. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t chose it I decided it - or rather, I remembered what I decided a while ago. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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He won&amp;#039;t choose anything. He won&amp;#039;t cast away that which wasn&amp;#039;t chosen. He&amp;#039;ll obtain everything he desires. Because right now he has that much power. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Tsoi Rin&amp;#039;s thoughts, Lapis&amp;#039; desire, I&amp;#039;ll accept everything and fight against it. And I&amp;#039;ll protect you. This time, without fail. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;................&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Those were the words that expressed his innermost thoughts much more frank than ever before, but hearing those, on Ayano&amp;#039;s face there was no sigh of delight. &lt;br /&gt;
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Rather she frowned dissatisfied and glared at the man as if she finally understood -&lt;br /&gt;
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Without saying anything, she tried kicking him near his waist.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gan!&lt;br /&gt;
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A heavy feeling was transmitted through the leg. &lt;br /&gt;
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Nevertheless, because of Kazuma&amp;#039;s tough legs and loins, he took that shock perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;
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Conversely, as if she kicked a big tree with deep roots, Ayano&amp;#039;s stance crumbled and she staggered. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Tch, wah - &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ayano fell backward with one leg raised. Behind her is the pond - &lt;br /&gt;
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But, on the verge of falling, Kazuma pulled Ayano&amp;#039;s leg towards him. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ordinarily, if someone would have tried that on him, he would topple that person in the pond without hesitation but Ayano&amp;#039;s legs were not something ordinary. &lt;br /&gt;
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With one leg on the ground, she barely managed to stand up. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Le- let go, baka! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pressing down with both her hands the skirt that rolled up, Ayano shouted bright red. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s a surprising way of talking considering I just saved you, huh? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Wasn&amp;#039;t there a better method? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;The leg was the closest&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Answering in a nonchalant face, Kazuma released her leg. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;So? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Wh- what? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do you kick people for no good reason? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Asked about the reason for the sudden assault, Ayano turned her face away pouting. &lt;br /&gt;
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Continuing to be silent and reaching her limit after dozens of seconds, still facing away she said.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I, I never said I want you to protect me&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Me too, I don&amp;#039;t remember asking for your opinion. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not like that! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Facing Kazuma with her whole body, Ayano shouts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Am I that unreliable? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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That was an acute question, the meaning of her life hanging on it. &lt;br /&gt;
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But, while Kazuma blinked seeming surprised, he doesn&amp;#039;t give her the answer she wants.&lt;br /&gt;
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It wasn&amp;#039;t acting. This man really didn&amp;#039;t understand. Even though she knew that, Ayano&amp;#039;s irritation became worse. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know what happened in your past! But, isn&amp;#039;t it difficult? Isn&amp;#039;t it painful? Rely on me at least in those times! I can fight too! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She doesn&amp;#039;t complain about Kazuma protecting her. Instead, she&amp;#039;s rather happy. Because she understands she&amp;#039;s being considered important. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, only being protected is not good enough. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What am I to you? Just excess baggage? A burden? Should I hide behind your back so I won&amp;#039;t get in your way and after the battle ends embrace and kiss you as a token of appreciation? Don&amp;#039;t look down on me! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The princess protected by the strong knight - Ayano&amp;#039;s pride wasn&amp;#039;t so low to be satisfied in such a position. &lt;br /&gt;
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Even Kazuma is not almighty. He&amp;#039;s not invincible. &lt;br /&gt;
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At the times he cannot fight the enemy by himself, at last at those times she wanted to be depended on. She wanted to be counted on. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t burden only yourself with everything. I won&amp;#039;t tell as much as to entrust your back to me but, but if I can help you just a little - &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Calming herself - just a little - Ayano timidly looked up to Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma was staring at Ayano with a dumbfounded expression. &lt;br /&gt;
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It was rare one had the chance to see Kazuma in mute amazement but, of course, that&amp;#039;s not what Ayano wished for. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;---------enough already!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Shouting in anger, Ayano turned away. But, as she only turned away without leaving, it was clear it wasn&amp;#039;t already enough. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..............&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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In silence Kazuma continued looking at Ayano who was standing rock still. &lt;br /&gt;
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Obstinately turning away but even so she continued staying in the center of his field of vision as if saying &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I do care&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma&amp;#039;s amazed facial expression was gradually turning turning to a wry smile, very much like the usual Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
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He looked at his watch rebelliously trying to time how long will her obstinacy continue. &lt;br /&gt;
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Several minutes after the current situation still continued. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ayano doesn&amp;#039;t move her gaze. &lt;br /&gt;
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The one that moves first looses - she glared right in front with so much drive like she was in a duel. &lt;br /&gt;
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As for Kazuma, he gave up looking at her directly, gazing at the girl&amp;#039;s stiff profile outside the boundary. &lt;br /&gt;
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Although she was certainly aware of his being, her facial expression can&amp;#039;t be read. &lt;br /&gt;
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Putting himself in such a one-sided advantageous position, he was enjoying himself with Ayano&amp;#039;s reaction without getting tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;
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The silence continued further. But, before long the equilibrium crumbled. &lt;br /&gt;
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A gust of wind blowing through made ripples on the water surface and made Ayano&amp;#039;s hair flutter. &lt;br /&gt;
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That hair riding upon the wind, fluttering, was touching Kazuma&amp;#039;s body. &lt;br /&gt;
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It looked like that was in replacement for her frozen body, reaching out, requesting Kazuma&amp;#039;s heart. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...........aa.......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Noticing the dangerous, quick intimacy, Ayano slightly stirred. &lt;br /&gt;
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Should she pretend she didn&amp;#039;t notice and take more distance, for the long interval called an instant she hesitated. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the end Ayano didn&amp;#039;t move. Faster than it takes to reach the conclusion, Kazuma moved. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma gently took in his hand a tuft of hair playing in the wind. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then he lightly bent over and kissed it with affection. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;........!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sharply catching her breath, Ayano&amp;#039;s body trembled. &lt;br /&gt;
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She can&amp;#039;t move - no, moving is scary. &lt;br /&gt;
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No matter how should she react to Kazuma&amp;#039;s act, she felt that it will bring about some definite change. &lt;br /&gt;
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Her body is hot. &lt;br /&gt;
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It was as if even the tips of her hair were sensitive. &lt;br /&gt;
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The feel of those lips touching her hair, that warmth, she could clearly sense it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...............&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Flushing red until the rape of her neck, Ayano&amp;#039;s whole body was tense as if enduring something. &lt;br /&gt;
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Her chest was painful. &lt;br /&gt;
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No matter how restless she breathed in, not enough oxygen reached her brain and she can&amp;#039;t think straight. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma&amp;#039;s lips touching her hair. &lt;br /&gt;
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All her nerves were concentrated in that one point. &lt;br /&gt;
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What to think?&lt;br /&gt;
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How should she act?&lt;br /&gt;
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She doesn&amp;#039;t understand. She can&amp;#039;t think of anything. &lt;br /&gt;
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While repeating breathing a little faster, stuck in an impasse, Ayano&amp;#039;s thoughts continued in an endless loop.&lt;br /&gt;
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After enjoying that supple feeling to his heart&amp;#039;s content, Kazuma let go of Ayano&amp;#039;s hair. &lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to the always facing forward girl breathing life into him, that useless strain disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;
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Thinking about it, Ayano already saved him many times over. &lt;br /&gt;
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Looking at this from a different perspective, saying &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I&amp;#039;ll protect you&amp;#039;&amp;#039; was close to arrogance. &lt;br /&gt;
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The girl who released him stuck in the past is not a powerless, frail princess. &lt;br /&gt;
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To put it into words, if the night who dedicated his entire life to the sword was captured, she would personally charge into the enemy camp - &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;What are you doing!? Follow me! &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Easily able to imagine even the scene of giving an order to the dumbfounded knight, Kazuma burst into a faint laugh. &lt;br /&gt;
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That was so very Ayano-like. Or rather, very suitable for them. &lt;br /&gt;
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Accepting Ayano&amp;#039;s request, instead of congratulations, Kazuma lightly strikes her ass. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Well, take care of me, partner&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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He could swear on it, Kazuma didn&amp;#039;t had any evil intentions. He just thought that was just the right spot to do it. &lt;br /&gt;
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But, regarding the girl that became oversensitive from the unfamiliar situation, that stimulus felt more like a club blow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Kyan!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her rigid body was rebooted and right overhead - no, because of the stimulus from behind, Ayano jumped up somewhat diagonal.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, just like it was stated before, they were standing on he side of a pond. &lt;br /&gt;
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Which means - &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Dopan&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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For good of for evil, the pond was pretty deep.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What happened!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hearing the sound of water, Ren rushed out the room. He courteously closed the futsuma and waited without eavesdropping  but as expected he felt some sort of disturbance. &lt;br /&gt;
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After that, Kirika and Juugo followed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nii, sama---? &amp;quot;, asked Ren quizzically, standing still on the porch. &lt;br /&gt;
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What was in front of his eyes could rarely be seem - or rather, he saw for the first time his brother at a loss. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then --- only that.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was nothing else. Not even Ayano&amp;#039;s figure who was supposed to have chased after Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Well......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Remembering he heard the sound of water, Ren shifter his attention to the pond. &lt;br /&gt;
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The water surface that was supposed to be calm, was producing huge ripples. &lt;br /&gt;
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Pretty big - as if they were produced by dropping a forty five kilo mass, those kind of huge ripples. &lt;br /&gt;
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Including shock and blame, Ren glared at Kazuma. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nii-sama, no way - &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Aah - is it my fault? this - &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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While looking away and scratching his cheek, Kazuma murmured some vague words. &lt;br /&gt;
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Convinced to the utmost limit by those words, Ren severely rebuked his brother, ten years his senior. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What are you thinking!? I don&amp;#039;t know what Nee-sama told you but, pushing her into the pond because you got angry! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No.......I didn&amp;#039;t really pushed her.......&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma offered a frail excuse. &lt;br /&gt;
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That was an exceedingly bad situation. Angry and with a dreadfully threatening attitude, Ren was there but behind him was Juugo standing still in silence, his Kehai becoming exceedingly dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, Kazuma instantly forgot about them. &lt;br /&gt;
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The reason for that was that a much more terrific threat burst out nearby. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Dopaaaaan!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Already producing a several times louder water sound, a huge water column stabbed the sky. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;----------tch!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kazuma immediately leaped ten meters, taking the fight posture. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Zabaan!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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The large quantity of water blown high upwards fell down pulled by gravity and soaked the loan. &lt;br /&gt;
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The released mist sprung up. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then, from the bottom of the pond with a remarkably decreased water volume -&lt;br /&gt;
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- a raging demoness landed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;................&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Because of the dripping water coming from her drenched hair and clothes Ayano started walking like a ghost. &lt;br /&gt;
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Her hanged down face can&amp;#039;t be seen. &lt;br /&gt;
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But her route was accurately, extremely accurately headed for Kazuma who was now about to escape moving backwards. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A....A--, Ayano? I think you know it but I didn&amp;#039;t really pushed you - anyway, let&amp;#039;s talk about this. Peacefully. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ayano doesn&amp;#039;t reply. Silent, indifferent, she steadily steps forward. &lt;br /&gt;
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It was clear there was no room for negotiation. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hey, guys, do something&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking behind requesting help, Kazuma noticed that those three who were supposed to have been right behind moved away. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Wait you guys. Why are you out the line of fire? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Because we don&amp;#039;t want to get involved. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The one replying point-blank was Ren. He continued even more heartless. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nii-sama too, don&amp;#039;t stand there move closer to the fence. At this angle the house will be burned. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You have no sympathy!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;There nothing I can do for you! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ren replied to Kazuma&amp;#039;s shout that was closer to a shriek now in almost the same manner.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No matter how you think about it, Onii-sama&amp;#039;s the one at fault. Give up and let her hit you at least once. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;One hit, huh? I&amp;#039;ll die is she hits me once! &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It will be fine since it&amp;#039;s Nii-sama-----perhaps&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Shrugging his shoulders, Ren tried to assure him without any basis. &lt;br /&gt;
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The last part only was mingled with his true opinion. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You------ &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Trying to retort something to his heartless little brother, Kazuma turned ahead with a cramp on his face. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ayano stopped walking. The distance between her and Kazuma was approximately five meters. &lt;br /&gt;
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She was already one step inside the range - what is called the reaching distance. &lt;br /&gt;
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A violent fighting spirit that could be felt from the other side of the globe burst out. &lt;br /&gt;
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Instantly, Ayano&amp;#039;s body shed a dazzling light and the water sticking to all her body disappeared without a trace. &lt;br /&gt;
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Not even water vapors appeared, as the hydrogen atoms and the oxygen atoms composing the water molecule instantly changed to plasma. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Wh- wait. If we talk we&amp;#039;ll understand---- &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ayano replied to Kazuma&amp;#039;s words by extracting Enraiha. Shuffling on her tiptoes,  she shortened the distance.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the time Kazuma was for the first time really thinking of running, a dignified voice resounded from behind. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ayano&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As one would expect, unable to ignore her father&amp;#039;s appeal, Ayano suddenly stopped. &lt;br /&gt;
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In a dignified manner, Juugo told his daughter who, even then, didn&amp;#039;t lower her sword. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I will protect the house. There&amp;#039;s no need to hold back, use your whole power&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Waah, I can&amp;#039;t believe this Oyaji - Dowaaah!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Deserted even by Juugo, his last ray of hope, Kazuma cursed him in a small voice. But, immediately confronting an impossible situation, those boos were erased by the sound of an explosion. &lt;br /&gt;
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In one portion of the Kannagi residence a caloric value that could be compared with the temperature at the heart of a sun sprung forth. &lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Ayame</name></author>
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