Leviathan:Volume 2 Chapter 4
Chapter 4 - Awakening
Part 1
Pavel Galad had issued a deadline of five days.
Akuro-Ou and Rushalka's defeat had happened on the afternoon of the third day. Despite the battle, the dragon did not break his promise. He apparently curled up and went back to sleep, continuing to stay at Nagatachō...
Not simply hot-blooded, but perhaps he was very rigid and principled in personality too.
Was the silver dragon a hybrid or pure-blooded? In his hazy mind due to a high fever, Hal pondered such utterly inane questions.
After the miraculous survival, Hal was rescued personally by Kenjou who had sneaked into Old Tokyo.
Sitting in the escape vehicle was Asya who had been rescued first. Reportedly, the childhood friend had exhibited her prowess as a Level 5 witch by performing Descent Control, magic for countering Isaac Newton's law of gravity to slow down an object's rate of fall.
"I don't think I'd stay in one piece if I had cast my magic thirty seconds later..."
In the car on the trip back to Tokyo New Town, Asya remarked in exhaustion.
Even so, she had apparently crashed into the roof of a multi-tenant building at a rate comparable to a speeding bicycle. It was only thanks to her defensive magic and guarding skills acquired from close quarters combat training that she got out with only minor scratches and bruises.
Back to New Town, Hal was dropped off at his own house. Soon after his crash landing, Hal started suffering from a thirty-eight-degree fever. As a result, he was forced to recuperate—
Then came the morning of the fourth day after the declaration. Hal opened his eyes while in his own room's bed.
"Well, you officially invoked the rune's power without using a wand after all. Of course there will be a backlash."
Hinokagutsuchi was whispering by his pillow. As usual, she was acting like she knew everything.
"Wand... Don't tell me you're referring to the 'magic wand' that last time's elite also used?"
"Yes. Whether you have one or not makes a huge difference in strain."
Hinokagutsuchi explained while leaning against the edge of the bed.
With her back facing Hal, who was still lying in bed, she started playing with a handheld game console. Whether hardware or software, all were Hal's possessions. She was currently killing time in a popular game, hunting monsters as a resident in a fantasy world.
"So what kind of monsters do I need to defeat in order to get the materials for that wand thing?"
"Find out on your own. That was what I did. Whether in games or in war, those who cannot look after themselves will never follow the road to completion."
Hinokagutsuchi was controlling a stalwart and brawny swordsman as her player character, "Hinokagutsuchi" spelled in hiragana.
He was clad in shiny black armor. The massive sword he was swinging with both hands was also a black magic sword with an ominous design. Both the weapon and the defensive gear were clearly rare items.
The self-styled devil's finger movements for controlling the character were also exceptionally experienced...
"Doing what you are taught, taking action when you are told, do you not find this kind of disposition extremely pathetic? If no one has blazed a trail beforehand, just make one yourself. It is that simple."
How unbelievable. Hinokagutsuchi was clearly just playing a video game—
Yet from the image of her back, Hal could see haughtiness and sternness forbidding all grumbling and complaints.
"Is that how you ascended to that throne of the whatever queen?"
"Hmm? This is how I conduct myself no matter what the task. I am my own lord across heaven and earth, fighting whoever offends my eyes, going wherever I please. Whenever I was worshiped, I would temporarily take on the responsibilities of a goddess. In the past, that was essentially how I spent my life of greatness."
"In the past huh..."
Hal repeated softly. Indeed, she was using past tense on purpose?
Then Hal felt it amidst his fever.
Helplessness. Emptiness. A sense of loss that he had lost count of how many dozens of times he had experienced it. Indeed. In various ways, this was an era where turmoil was everywhere, but due to his family background and occupation, this type of experience was particularly abundant for Hal.
"Was returning to Tokyo the wrong choice, just as I thought...?"
He thought back to Juujouji Orihime's covenant ritual. He should not have accepted the job after all, right?
The same thoughts would cross Hal's mind whenever witches, whose ritual he had taken part in, died in battle.
Although they had to be present on the frontlines, witches actually had a fairly high survival rate. Presumably, this was because the "serpents" were in charge of the actual fighting. Even so, deaths still occurred and were reported to staff who were acquainted with the deceased during the covenant rituals.
Had that ritual not taken place, would Orihime have lived longer?
In that case, she would not be "missing in action, chances of survival: slim" as currently categorized—
Regret and guilt surged endlessly. Hal could not even muster the strength to sigh. What surprised himself was this intense sense of loss.
Clearly, he had only known her for a month. How unbelievable.
Hal clicked his tongue at his body, listless due to the fever, while rising from the bed.
"What is the matter, brat? Are you tired of the world and wish to commit suicide?"
"Of course not. I just remembered a promise that I had made uncharacteristically."
Currently, there was no definite proof of Akuro-Ou and Orihime's deaths. Furthermore, Hal had promised to try his hardest to handle things appropriately, to use his unfamiliar power to save her.
However, Haruga Haruomi had not done anything.
Pushing Hinokagutsuchi away, Hal got off the bed with unsteady footsteps.
First, he had to infiltrate Old Tokyo and locate Orihime and Akuro-Ou's whereabouts. Should the enemy show up, then he needed to try his hardest to find clues and see if he could seize a chance to trigger his power's awakening just like how he acquired protection. In any case, nothing ventured, nothing gained. Taking action was his only recourse...
At this moment, Haruga Haruomi cocked his head and went "Hmm?" ...Because he seemed to be hearing something.
The instant he thought of Akuro-Ou, a faint cry for help reached his ears—
"Well, you and the priestess did preside over the birth ritual together. It would come as no surprise if a bond of fate were to arise between it and the officiating priests—akin to parents, hmm."
Hinokagutsuchi suddenly murmured such words, causing Hal to widen his eyes.
In that case, could it be that—
"You are planning to go the Old Tokyo wasteland!?"
"Yeah. I feel there's still a shred of hope, so I'm going," Hal told the surprised Asya.
Their location was the Metropolitan Police Department's headquarters in the Sumi East area. An area rich in the trappings of Shitamachi, the low-lying and traditional area of Tokyo, prior to the establishment of New Town, the north side of the Sumida Ward had been redeveloped into a modern office district.
Located at Kanegafuchi, the MPD headquarters was a twenty-story building constructed from steel-reinforced concrete.
"Haruomi, if a 'magical bond' really exists between you and Akuro-Ou, then it's indeed possible..."
"Doesn't matter either way. Let me know immediately if the situation changes. I will have you guys meet up before Galad launches a fierce attack."
The two of them were talking in the lounge on the seventh floor.
Asya was currently on standby for a rematch against Pavel Galad.
She was here because the Old Tokyo Concession, now turned into a battlefield, was under the MPD's jurisdiction. Ever since the return of the dragons, the trend of arming police forces had risen in many countries. Japan was no exception. The drone helicopters sent to monitor Old Tokyo also belonged to the MPD.
"If only we could fight side by side."
"I don't think there are any witches nearby who can nonchalantly ignore the wishes of their sponsors."
"Perhaps national characteristics play a role in why Japan has so few witches as strong as I am."
Speaking in a relaxed manner, the two of them were each drinking a coffee-flavored milk carton.
Whether the sudden disappearance of a well-acquainted comrade or getting stuck in a battlefield due to dragon-related incidents, all of this was commonplace. At most, what differed from the past was a noncombatant, Hal, entering the predetermined battle zone for reasons apart from investigation—
"Haruomi, I'm not going to give advice like don't overdo it. If you get caught in danger, find a way to escape from death. Only by moving forward with resolve in the face of certain death will you actually have a chance of surviving."
"Isn't this the time when you should be saying 'a real pro doesn't take risks' for the sake of mood?"
"If military experience alone was enough to overcome the situation, I could accommodate... But when magic and dragons are involved, the enemy often transcends the realm of such experiences..."
"Enemies that don't follow the manual are so annoying..."
Hal grumbled poignantly after hearing Asya's advice.
"To add to that, make sure you get the timing right when running away."
"Doesn't that contradict your advice about 'moving forward with resolve in the face of certain death' just now?"
"That's something you need to be flexible with based on feeling. Knowing the difference naturally is what makes you a full-fledged adult."
"That's why you're described as someone with instincts like a wild beast..."
While Hal held back the final statement in his mind, the childhood friend suddenly said:
"In that case, I think it's better if you took a helper along."
"A helper?"
"Yes. Go to the lobby and wait a while. I'll introduce you presently."
Hal could already guess the identity of Asya's aforementioned helper.
In any case, he went to the lobby first. Before he left, Asya said:
"If you really manage to find Orihime-san and Akuro-Ou, I will give you a hug, Haruomi. I'm serious. So no matter how much hardship lies ahead, you must find them!"
Asya, too, hoped for the survival of the Japanese girl who had suddenly become her junior. Finding a supporter, Hal could not help but smile. Then he exited the lounge.
It was currently after 8am. His fever yesterday had completely subsided.
The fever's cause was probably not some kind of flu but what Hinokagutsuchi had said.
"A magic wand huh?"
Muttering to himself, Hal took the elevator to the ground floor. As expected, there were many people in uniform. But in addition to police, there were also a few who looked like civilians.
A young girl approaching him was clearly in that category.
Just as he thought. Hal nodded. The girl in school uniform was Shirasaka Hazumi.
"I have already heard Asya-san explain the situation."
Hazumi looked haggard and her eyes were very red. She must have slept poorly.
"Why are you here, Shirasaka?"
"After hearing that Nee-sama went missing, I have been thinking all along about what I could possibly do. Although Yukari-san said I didn't need to do anything before the dragon battle, it really didn't sit well with me to stay at home... So I contacted Asya-san—"
Naturally, Orihime's family was informed of her missing in action. This included her younger cousin, Hazumi.
Feeling restless, she had come to the MPD. Hazumi had been a witch fighting on behalf of New Town for a long time now, so entering this place was probably nothing difficult.
Just as Hal figured things out, the witch in control of an injured 'serpent' said to him:
"I beg of you, please take me along! I wish to help in any manner possible!"
She expressed her will clearly, contrary to her usual air of reserved politeness.
Part 2
In fact, Hal had considered refusing Hazumi's request.
After all, it was a rare opportunity when she, a middle schooler whose personality was clearly ill-suited to be a witch, was suspended from work.
Hal believed it would be good for her to continue resting too. However, common logic would dictate that having a witch to accompany him was something to be glad about—
In the end, Hal still departed with Hazumi. After securing necessary equipment from the used bookstore at Higashikomagata, which also doubled as a SAURU branch, they crossed the Sumida River to enter Old Tokyo through the Asakusa Bridge.
"Umm, Haruga-san, I believe you are a first-year high school student like Nee-sama... Is that right?"
"Yes, that's right."
"U-Umm, in that case, what about your driver's license?"
Sitting in the front passenger seat, Hazumi questioned acutely.
In contrast to his underclassman who was in school uniform, seated in the driver's seat was Hal in casual clothing, dressed innocuously in a hooded parka. Although he possessed a "license," it would be far too careless to grip a steering wheel while wearing the school-prescribed uniform.
Apart from that, he was driving a four-wheel drive wagon, the one that Kenjou was using the previous day.
"Well, SAURU members receive lots of technical training."
Let alone training, Hal had not even taken any driving course at all. However, he was merely paying lip service.
Hazumi seemed to accept his explanation. Glancing sideways at his nodding companion, Hal thought poignantly to himself: Someone who grew up normally would definitely put in a snide comment about this issue.
Orihime had thrown many a disapproving comment last time.
Recalling the missing girl, Hal felt a bit unsettled.
"By the way, I think you probably understand. Although I said something about hearing Akuro-Ou's 'voice,' it's hard to say whether it's real or not. I'd advise you not to be too optimistic."
"Y-Yes. About that... I am pretty much prepared."
Hal had laid down a defensive line against the worst-case scenario. This was essential for both himself and Hazumi. However, the girl with the angelic appearance contemplated for a while then said, "It is just that whenever I feel depressed about Nee-sama's situation, Minadzuki, who is sleeping in my heart, seems to want to wake up. I get the feeling that she is telling me 'Nee-sama is still alive.'"
"Your 'serpent'?"
"Yes. I wish to say that Minadzuki could very well be sensing the same thing as you, Haruga-san."
"...I see."
Supposing this was a revelation brought by a witch's spiritual senses rather than a girl's sentimentality and optimism...
Then perhaps there was no reason to reject it. Just as Hal plunged into deep thought...
"If priestesses are blood-related, then their serpents can sense each other's bonds between souls. This is nothing uncommon."
Hearing this comment delivered with a tone of arrogance, Hazumi exclaimed "Eh?" in surprise. Unfazed, Hal simply stopped the car.
The vehicle just happened to reach a Yasukuni Street intersection in Iwamotomachi.
Without them noticing, Hinokagutsuchi had appeared in the car's back seat. She was currently staring curiously at a remote-controlled unmanned aerial vehicle (UAV) for taking pictures from the sky. In other words, a reconnaissance helicopter. It was fitted with a video camera and GPS.
Capable of filming and scouting dangerous areas, it was one piece of equipment Hal had loaded onto the car.
Hinokagutsuchi had been playing with it the whole time ever since she materialized without anyone knowing.
"Since your serpent can feel it, then just use magic to search. Isn't that much simpler?"
"M-My apologies, I am not too skilled in magic..."
In response to what Hinokagutsuchi suggested from the back seat, Hazumi hung her head gloomily, sitting in the front passenger seat.
Hal had heard that Shirasaka Hazumi was a Level 2 witch. In fact, this level was the most standard among witches across the world. Hazumi was not as incompetent as she had claimed. It was possible that her use of the words "not too skilled" stemmed from her own mindset that she did not deal well with magic.
Because so-called magic was knowledge belonging to darkness, not light. Meanwhile, Hinokagutsuchi frowned.
"Contemporary priestesses are still so poorly trained. To think that magic of this level is beyond you."
"M-My apologies, I did not study hard enough. I am terribly sorry..."
"My goodness. A halfwit of your likes would never have made it as a priestess serving in my holy precinct, not even as an apprentice."
"P-Please accept my sincere apologies—Oh."
Hazumi huddled her slender body, looking very ashamed. However, she suddenly realized something.
"Umm.. I heard about this some time ago. Last time, Nee-sama made a deal with you, Hinokagutsuchi-san, asking you to bring about Akuro-Ou's birth using magic."
"Yes. Indeed that is correct."
"Then may I make the same request to you?"
"What?"
"I will fulfill all of your demands, Hinokagutsuchi-san, so please, teach me the magic for finding Nee-sama!"
Hazumi finished with a very serious look on her face. Hinokagutsuchi smiled and went "Oh..."
"Now that is what I call spine. Little lady, answer my questions."
"Y-Yes."
"Why do you wish to negotiate a deal with me? Have you not thought about kneeling before me to request instruction?"
Despite the smile of the self-styled devil's face, it evidently did not stem from delight.
The smile was brimming with a queen's haughtiness and nobility. It seemed to convey her intention to personally test the impertinent petitioner, to pass down punishment in the event of an unsatisfactory answer—
"U-Umm, I simply feel that you might not dislike something of this sort, Hinokagutsuchi-san. There's no special meaning. I am sorry..."
"Oh, so it is simply a feeling. Is that how you perceive my temperament?"
"Y-Yes. I have heard Nee-sama talk about you and there is also how you are reluctant to tell Haruga-san about the rune, so I guessed on my own..."
"Ha! You are not only humble and honest but also perceptive and resourceful."
Faced with the huddled Hazumi, Hinokagutsuchi laughed briefly.
"Very well, I am not opposed to having you as a priestess serving by my side. Little lady, I accept your deal. Be that as it may, do not misunderstand."
"W-What are you referring to?"
"As a queen, I shall not extract compensation simply for teaching an insignificant little spell. Should an opportunity arise in the future, I shall pay the rightful price in exchange for your obedience. Wait patiently."
"Yes."
While Hinokagutsuchi was listening contentedly to Hazumi's honest reply, Hal spoke up:
"Hey, don't anything weird to this girl."
"H-Haruga-san..."
"Unlike Asya and me, this girl has a good upbringing and probably isn't as strong as Juujouji."
"Yet conversely, her personality is very docile and she has a good head on her shoulders. Listen carefully, brat. There are occasions when I wish to be flattered by an adorable and considerate girl, thereby deriving brief consolation!"
"Even if you emphasize that..."
"Handling an arrogant brat like you who keeps talking back has made my personality sinister lately."
"You are a sinister person to begin with. That should be indisputable, right?"
Just as Hal warned against the girl who called herself the devil, Hazumi smiled faintly at him.
Compared to insincere words of thanks, this better conveyed her feelings of gratitude. Hal felt extremely embarrassed and could not help but look away. At this moment, Hinokagutsuchi opened the door and exited the vehicle.
Hal and Hazumi exchanged nods and followed her.
"Summon your serpent, little lady."
Standing at a crossroad in the former Chiyoda ward's Iwamotomachi, Hinokagutsuchi crossed her arms and commanded.
Hazumi nodded then closed her eyes, presumably to focus her mind.
"Minadzuki... Respond to my voice."
After Hazumi murmured softly, a glowing pentagram immediately appeared over her head.
This star instantly turned into an infinity symbol, transforming into a long and stout serpentine dragon emerald in color.
It was Minadzuki. Its body, long like a snake's, slithered and twisted in the air. The lizard-like head featured antlers while the leviathan flew in the sky as though swimming. Of the four limbs, the right arm alone was roughly twice the size of the others.
Sharp as swords, the four claws on her right hand served as her horn counterpart.
However, the massive body was shrouded in a red mist. Marking her entire body were countless tiny wounds where blood seeped out to produce a mist of blood.
"She's really injured all over..."
"Draw out that thing's divine power and release it in this city. This magic is nothing noteworthy, so using a bit of divine power is fine. During this time, also think about the person you wish to see."
Hal was surprised to see Minadzuki's tragic state. On the other hand, Hinokagutsuchi started giving instructions.
Meanwhile, Hazumi looked up at her partner with unease.
"I-I will try, but I am not good at controlling Minadzuki to do my every bidding. It is always a struggle when asking her to fight, so I apologize if I fail..."
While attempting the task, Hazumi apologized with a heavy conscience.
Hal began to worry. In order to control a "serpent" skillfully, a witch needed the arrogance of self-confidence bordering on shamelessness without considering the possibility of failure at all. In Hazumi'scase, her reserved personality and lack of confidence were probably reinforcing each other in a vicious cycle.
Should he advise her to act less nice? Just as Hal was agonizing over this decision...
"Neither control nor fighting is necessary here. Transmit your feelings directly."
Hinokagutsuchi explained simply.
"The 'serpent' you employ is an 'imitation deity' after all. But it is still listed under the lineage of the gods despite being considered a fake. Tracing back to the root, its noble spirit towers above mankind."
"Noble...?"
"Yet you humans 'control' them and force them to 'fight,' such excessive arrogance. Go and pray, little lady. It is enough for you to transmit your wish with humility, piety, sincerity and total dedication of your mind and body. Next, it will respond to you on its own."
"Y-Yes."
Hazumi closed her eyes again and clasped her hands together in front of her developing bosom.
"Please, Minadzuki. If Nee-sama is somewhere in this city, tell me...!"
As she finished whispering like a prayer, a gust of wind blew.
A gentle breeze, it felt comfortable brushing against one's skin. The source of the wind was the gigantic emerald body hovering in the sky.
Minadzuki was apparently a leviathan bearing the pseudo-divinity of Wind.
Having received a dragonslaying rune's blessing, Hal could feel the investigative magic in the breeze.
"To think such an insecure girl could succeed..."
"This is the only way for one who lives in the light as her. However—"
Answering Hal's muttering, the former dragon queen looked up at Minadzuki in the sky.
"That sort of girl has been paired with a 'serpent' born from the seedbed of darkness after all. It is truly impossible to expect great accomplishments from her. The guidance just now was just a petty trick to muddle past the issue."
Hazumi opened her eyes and reported the result with happiness on her face from the bottom of her heart.
With Hal's location as the center, Minadzuki's wind was gradually spreading out like a wave. Then before long, Hazumi's desire to locate her cousin had spread throughout the entire Old Tokyo Concession. As a result, the magic in the breeze seemed to stimulate the caster's spiritual senses.
"I think... it should be that direction."
Inside the car traveling along Yasukuni Road, Hazumi pointed towards Shinjuku with her index finger.
It was like a compass needle pointing accurately at north.
"Just now, Minadzuki's wind 'felt' Nee-sama's Akuro-Ou somewhere ahead—That is what I think. It should be right."
"You are very confident this time..."
"Yes, because Minadzuki helped."
As soon as Hal commented from the driver's seat, sitting beside him, Hazumi immediately expressed her trust in her partner from beside him.
Meanwhile, Hal could see from the rear-view mirror that Hinokagutsuchi was playing with a dangerous tool.
"Stop playing with that, even though the ammunition's not loaded."
"So you have prepared a weapon, brat. To be honest, I am quite surprised."
"A weapon...? Ehhhh!?"
Hazumi looked back and jumped in fright. Hinokagutsuchi was examining a handgun closely.
Instead of the revolver that Hal had carried before, this was a 9mm automatic pistol, superior in both stopping power and ammunition capacity.
It was one of the items Hal had taken from the used bookstore earlier.
"That's not mine but something from SAURU's New Town branch. Although it won't work on dragons, at least it can serve as a bit of self-defense..."
Hal explained himself as though in response to Hazumi's massive surprise.
"By defense, what exactly do you defend yourself against!?"
"Although Old Tokyo is quite safe, concession territories across the world are still quite dangerous places. They've become home to wild animals or pets and livestock that has gone feral. There are even places where such animals have turned into magic beasts. With supernatural phenomena of a magical nature occurring frequently, those are genuinely danger zones."
"W-Why does that happen?"
"It seems like it's due to the massive activation of magical power in the vicinity of these concession territories. Old Manhattan and Old Warsaw are very good examples... No one can guarantee that Tokyo won't end up like that in the future, right? Shouldn't we be worrying about this type of danger?"
Hal was asking the self-styled devil seated in the back.
Hinokagutsuchi brushed him off with a smile then returned the gun to its proper location—The waist pouch where Hal kept his work equipment. This bag was made in America and included a holster inside for concealing a handgun.
The time was just past noon. If they found Orihime just like that, this rescue mission would have proceeded more smoothly than one could hope for.
In fact, Hal's prediction was as such: They would start in the vicinity of Nagatachō where the battle had taken place the day before, use investigative magic and the equipment they had brought to start a search, frequently clicking their tongues in frustration from a lack of results, thus leading into the night, finally abandoning the search to welcome the arrival of the following day.
But while driving the car, Hal was aware that "hope" had increased in his heart.
Arriving near the west entrance of Shinjuku Station, Hazumi spoke up.
"Excuse me, could you drive over to that side...!?"
She requested an amendment to the route. Her tone sounded a bit excited. Perhaps the destination was near.
The car headed in the direction Hazumi indicated. Passing in front of the no longer bustling train station, they came to the area that used to be known as the heart of Shinjuku.
There were countless high-rise buildings in modern style, laid out in organized rows.
Old Tokyo's city hall was also in the neighborhood. After looking at the state of a certain building, Hal sighed—Good fortune was in short supply.
From the front passenger seat, Hazumi gasped, seemingly in pain.
A thirty-story building adjacent to Koushuu Route. A viscous mercury-colored liquid metal was colliding with this building like a tsunami.
This living metal was like steel that had melted into liquid form inside a furnace.
It was Pavel Galad's minion—the Large Living Metal Slime. As before, it continued to radiate intense heat. Simply being nearby was making one sweat profusely.
Unbelievably, the surroundings of the targeted building was slowly shimmering like a heat haze.
The living metal seemed unable to touch the building due to this fluttering air.
Deflected by the heat haze barrier, the tsunami of liquid metal suddenly broke apart and scattered.
However, the remains relentlessly gathered together again after turning into fragmentary waves, smashing itself towards the building again. Even after getting scattered, it still repeated the same action stupidly...
"You said Minadzuki sensed Juujouji's location, which turns out to be—"
"Yes. It is inside there..."
Hazumi's finger pointed clearly at the building and the mercury-colored liquid metal.
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