Leviathan:Volume 2 Chapter 5
Chapter 5 - Time for Another Covenant
Part 1
"Anyway, my life has been extended by half a day for now..."
After Pavel Galad departed, Hal collapsed to sit on the ground.
The magic gun of steel and gold had vanished from his right hand, presumably because the battle had ended. However, it would reappear again when needed. Hal was deeply convinced of this.
"Haruga-san! Are you hurt!?"
Hazumi rushed over to him in worry. Although the unfamiliar combat had exhausted Hal, he smiled weakly to help reassure Hazumi.
"Yeah... I'm unexpectedly fine. That white light of protection is pretty sturdy. Although I get rocked hard as though in a fishing boat sailing through a typhoon..."
"Then Haruga-kun... Is it possible that you have become able to fight a dragon one on one?" Orihime asked.
The complexion on her face looked quite poor, possibly because she had spent a great deal of stamina to sustain Akuro-Ou.
Gazing at Hal, her eyes could not hide her worry.
"Like members of a Space Garrison from a certain Land of Light... With a shout of 'DWUAH!' or something, I transform into a red and silver superhero, even becoming giant-sized—"
"I don't think you can wrestle with giant monsters and finally win with a beam attack."
Despite cracking a joke, Orihime's expression remained very serious.
She was probably remembering what Sophocles had said. Hal decided to confess honestly.
"Although I'm quite sturdy, I still have a fragile human's body after all. Fighting that guy one on one is too much of a stretch. And right now, there are no signs that I can transform."
Hal looked up at Orihime's face and smiled weakly.
"I'm not lying, honest. I do feel sorry since you like heroes so much."
"Well... It is a shame that I won't be seeing a transformation, but..."
Perhaps feeling a load lifted off her heart for the moment, Orihime finally smiled.
"I believe you are fine the way you are, Haruga-kun. Doing a pose to transform doesn't suit you at all."
"Well, I can agree with that. But with that, does the key to victory still lies with Akuro-Ou and Rushalka after all? They'll have to wrestle with a giant monster in my stead..."
Victory. The word coming out of his own mouth was making Hal feel exhausted.
In terms of games, Hal preferred RPGs and SLGs. He had no interest in fighting games. Then he recalled Sophocles. That man had called the Road to Kingship, which led to the ascension of dragon kings, a "game"...
"It's time we got some rest. I am dead tired and it must be the same for you, Haruga-kun." Orihime suddenly said.
Hence, Hal nodded immediately.
She should be the one with greater depletion of stamina. She needed rest as soon as possible.
"Since I already promised to let you sleep until you wake up naturally, Juujouji, let's rest here for now. If you're up for it, we also have food."
"Of course I want to eat. I haven't had anything since yesterday!"
The group could finally rest as much as they wanted at the ruins of Shinjuku Fukutoshin.
From the supplies on the car, Orihime picked out chocolate, biscuits and a sports drink for instant consumption to begin simple renourishment.
A long-awaited meal after almost twenty-four hours. If it was Asya instead, she would probably wolf everything down ravenously.
However, Orihime broke the chocolate bar into small pieces, also splitting the biscuits into halves before savoring her food patiently and thoroughly. Hal wondered if this explained how Orihime was unbelievably giving off an image of politeness despite eating quite quickly.
Was this the gap in feminine charm? Hal felt deeply impressed.
Despite hiding many tomboyish hobbies, the impression Juujouji Orihime gave was a girl to the very letter. Perhaps this was the difference between Orihime and Asya.
After eating, Orihime lay down on a seat in the wagon and wrapped a blanket around herself.
Her breathing instantly indicated slumber, a display of fortitude so strong that she did not seem like someone who had narrowly missed death. Seeing that, her cousin, Hazumi, suddenly slumped her shoulders.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh nothing. I just feel completely inadequate when I compare myself to Nee-sama."
Hazumi gazed in mesmerization at her cousin who had rapidly fallen into deep sleep.
"I clearly became a witch first, but I couldn't protect her. Neither can I teach her anything..."
"That's because of unfavorable timing. After all, Minadzuki is currently in that state."
"But Asya-san still shone in last time's battle despite Rushalka's poor condition. And this time, she helped you a lot too. After this experience, I am feeling a desire to get stronger for the first time..."
Hal originally wanted to tell the depressed Hazumi the following:
No no no, the fault lies in humans who cultivated gentle girls into witches—people like Haruga Haruomi—You are completely blameless.
However, he did not think the self-blaming "angel" would find salvation in these words.
Hal came over to Hazumi and patted her shoulder as gently as possible.
Spontaneously relying on body language when he had no idea what to say, this was probably a bad habit he had picked up from living abroad for so long. However, there was no choice apart from staying silent in times like these.
In any case, Hal summarized a thousand thoughts into a few words.
"How should I put it? You really are a good girl. Like an angel indeed."
"N-No way!? Nothing of that sort. Although I do not see myself as a bad child, I am nowhere good enough to be described as such..."
"No no. For some reason, this is the first time in my life I want to adopt a girl from another family as my little sister."
"L-Little sister? For me to become your sister, Haruga-san!?"
"Yeah. I never thought I'd be into that sort of thing. In fact, I have a friend in Taiwan called Phillip who's an authority on this genre of game."
"By game... Are you referring to 'little sister games'? I cannot imagine what they are about at all."
Reserved yet more inquisitive than average, Hazumi made an expression approaching a smile, seemingly forgetting her earlier melancholy in the blink of an eye.
"I would like to try playing one."
"Really? Then the next time there's a chance—"
Just as the conversation livened up, Hal and Hazumi looked up at the same time.
This was due to feeling a chill along their spine. By the time they noticed, concentrated magical power had filled this corner in western Shinjuku. The density was high enough to adhere to skin, producing a feeling as though one could reach out and touch it.
"This feeling is the same as inside Tokyo Station last time...?"
"Precisely. Thanks to the silvery brat opening the secret records of Ruruk Soun and your forging of a wand too. I never expected to obtain the essence required for a ritual this quickly."
Having taken corporeal form at some point, Hinokagutsuchi spoke patronizingly.
"The energy from the ocean of stars you summoned back then has gathered. Well done."
"By ritual, don't tell me you mean—"
"Yes. O little lady, make haste and prepare yourself if you have yet to do so."
Hinokagutsuchi stared squarely at Hazumi with her golden eyes.
"Fulfill the earlier deal. Do as I demand. In exchange, I shall grant you power—or rather, kindling leading to power. Whether you can turn it into a blaze depends entirely on you."
"Kindling leading to fire...?"
"I shall have your 'serpent,' that Minadzuki something or other, undergo a transformational rebirth."
The self-styled devil smiled mysteriously and extended her hand. This situation prompted Hazumi to gasp in surprise, her entire expression frozen.
Part 2
"By ritual, you're talking about what you made Juujouji go through, right? By the way, what do you mean by rebirth?"
Hal questioned Hinokagutsuchi in a somewhat displeased tone of voice.
The self-styled devil looked at Hal in amusement and replied readily.
"Pouring the abundant essence here into that 'serpent' so as to bring about the rebirth of its decrepit body and heartmetal. This little lady's body shall serve as the seedbed. Although it is impossible to predict how far she can go, at the very least, she will find the 'serpent' easier to handle than before."
Hinokagutsuchi stared sharply at Hal.
"Extracting the reborn 'serpent' will be your job."
"But will Shirasaka suffer the same pain as Juujouji last time?"
"That cannot be avoided. After all, one cannot gain mastery over power without paying a price."
"It seems that Shirasaka's health isn't too good and I really can't condone this kind of coercion using a deal as an excuse. If she says on her own that she wants to do it, then fine..."
In a rare display, Hal prioritized his true feelings over calculated pros and cons, choosing pessimistic opposition.
However, Hal realized that at times like these, Shirasaka Hazumi would probably insist:
"I-I wish to do it. It is a promise after all. If Minadzuki's health could be recovered, then I want to make an attempt whatever it takes."
Hazumi gave the predicted response. Despite some slight stiffness, her expression was filled with determination.
Hal sighed. Hazumi's decision was correct. Since it could bolster their combat potential to some extent, they should do everything they could to this end. Under the current circumstances, there was no choice more correct than that.
Even so, Hal still said something in bad grace, uncharacteristically.
"I really want to stop you as an overprotective older brother..."
"Please save that for a future opportunity."
Although a little stiff, that smile of absolute pureness returned.
"Rather than getting looked after, Haruga-san, I would like you to order me around more."
"Order around? You want me to order you around?"
"To be honest, this idea had occurred to me. I think it would be very interesting if I could become your assistant, Haruga-san."
Hal exclaimed "eh?" in surprise, because the girl most removed from malice in the entire world had smiled mischievously. Lowering her voice, Hazumi said:
"...In truth, I am different from Nee-sama. My childhood favorites were the likes of gentlemen thieves rather than righteous detectives. I also liked archaeologists who wiped out precious ruins under the pretext of exploration and adventure..."
"You mean those guys? The Fiend with Twenty Faces or the Jones family, for example."
"Fufufu, yes. That is why, if you don't mind, Haruga-san, I hope you could tell me stories about the world—"
Although Shirasaka Hazumi was undoubtedly an angel, those wings that were meant to be pure white seemed to have a few brown feathers mixed in them.
Finding out the surprising truth, Hal stared at her intently.
"I am no good with physical activities and have my duties as a witch, so I cannot become an adventurer like them. But if I could work as an assistant, perhaps I could help out in some small way... So—"
Hazumi looked up to examine Hal's demeanor.
"I know I am asking to be hired as an assistant when you are in dire straits in many ways at the moment, Haruga-san... But if I gain a stronger and livelier Minadzuki... Will it help my case?"
"Is that the angle you're going for? Well, that'll surely add a lot of points."
After giving that reply, Hal glanced at Hinokagutsuchi.
The self-styled devil had her arms crossed with a textbook look of smugness on her face.
"Didn't I say so? This girl has spine and a good head on her shoulders. Placed by your side, she ought to be useful to a commensurate extent at least, yes?"
"Cut the 'commensurate extent' stuff, it's too presumptuous. By the way..."
Hal glared sternly at Hinokagutsuchi and said, "It was the same with Juujouji too. You like to leave me to my own devices, yet you're very diligent in trying to increase my number of comrades—like witches?"
"Fool. At times like these, you ought to feel grateful for my benevolence and express your thanks while kneeling."
"Like anyone would believe benevolence coming from the mouth of a self-styled devil. But I get the feeling that Juujouji will get mad if she finds out... Still, it would be nice to have an assistant's help once in a while."
Hal muttered quietly. Hazumi's unintentional humor and prank had brought salvation to his soul.
If this girl were to fall into danger, ultimately, he would try his hardest to handle things appropriately so as to rescue her. Hal thought to himself, then said, "Okay—Let's start that whatever ritual."
By the time they noticed, it was already dusk. The setting sun was dyeing former Shinjuku Fukutoshin a vivid orange. It was now the same time of the day as Akuro-Ou's birth.
An ambiguous time neither night nor day, what was known as the twilight hour.
The time when monsters and demons were on the prowl. The hours when all sorts of specters materialized to wander the human realm—
After explaining to Hazumi the steps of the birthing ritual, Hinokagutsuchi arrogantly ordered "Hurry and prepare" so Hazumi entered a building in front of them. Then some time passed.
"I-I am ready..."
Hazumi returned. She was speaking in a feeble voice while shrinking in embarrassment.
"I-I have already followed your instructions of 'undressing as much as possible'..."
"Hmm. Well, not bad at all."
Hinokagutsuchi appraised Hazumi's attire with an air of importance.
Hazumi had been wearing her school uniform but now she was only wrapped in a flimsy shawl. The knitted shawl was draped over her shoulders, hanging down to the vicinity of her hips.
Due to the shawl's large size and Hazumi's petite figure, virtually all of her upper torso above the hip was covered up.
But that was all that was covered up.
Every other part was exposed. Her delicate and slim arms and legs, her pale and slender thighs, and that extraordinarily seductive neck were all clear to see. Possibly due to the unbearable embarrassment, Hazumi was squirming, causing the shawl to sway, exposing pink fabric at her hip.
On her body was only a large shawl and underwear. This was Hazumi's current attire.
"However, little lady, where did you find this piece of cloth?"
"I brought it, thinking just in case it might be cold..."
"Hmph. To think I was hoping to view a maiden's unseemly appearance as much as I pleased."
"S-Sorry."
Despite grumbling verbally, Hinokagutsuchi still nodded at the terrified Hazumi and motioned for her to sit down.
This was in front of a high-rise building. There were stairs leading up to the building's entrance. Hazumi sat down on the third step from the bottom.
"First, I shall touch Minadzuki's soul through your body—then extract her heartmetal."
Speaking very absurd words matter-of-factly, Hinokagutsuchi extended her left hand and touched Hazumi's chest with only the shawl between them!
Then the self-styled devil's face tensed up with a "Hmm?"
"Little lady... You are topless. Did you remove it?"
"Ah, yes. Because you said to 'undress as much as possible'..."
Hal did not know if it was because she could not comprehend why Hinokagutsuchi was surprised, but Hazumi was looking lost.
Meanwhile, Hal began to get flustered. Topless. Removed. So it meant that she had removed her upper torso's underwear—commonly known as a bra?
Hazumi must have been so thorough for the sake of following orders.
"S-Sorry. Is this no good?"
"Nay, the opposite. You have done very well. Yes. A developing bust with a sense of indescribable innocence and modesty, truly marvelous."
"Eh—Ahhh!?"
"Fufufu. The thing I want is inside here. Are you ready?"
"Ehhh!? H-Hinokagutsuchi-san, why are you touching—that kind of place!? A-Ahhh!? T-That place is..."
Reaching her left hand through the shawl's gap, Hinokagutsuchi played with the young girl's breast.
Just as the panicking Hazumi twisted her body, the shawl slid from her shoulders. Since her bare chest was about to be exposed, Hal intended to look away.
But before he could do that, he saw.
A part of the body that Hazumi did not emphasize. Rather than twin peaks, they would be better described as hills. Hinokagutsuchi's hand had reached deep into that pale mound. Even her wrist was sinking in.
As though performing superpowered surgery, her hand was inserted into Hazumi's body!
"It will tickle, so bear with it briefly. Look, it is done."
"Oh—"
Hinokagutsuchi swiftly drew out her left hand. Held in that hand was a metal sphere, emerald in color.
It was very similar to Akuro-Ou's heartmetal that Hal had seen in last time's ritual. Hal asked, "Hey, don't tell me that's..."
"Mm-hmm. Minadzuki's heartmetal."
In other words, a priestess' heart was connected directly to the heartmetal of her 'serpent'?
While Hal was stunned at the revelation, Hazumi hastily repositioned the shawl to cover herself. Meanwhile, Hinokagutsuchi handed the heartmetal over.
Finally? Hal received the emerald heartmetal.
"The steps are just as he explained... Begin."
"Y-Yes."
Sitting on the steps, Hazumi was originally arching her back in embarrassment, leaning forward slightly.
But now, she was lying down with her back against the step, her slender legs extended straight. Probably in consideration for Hal, she wanted him to perform his task conveniently.
Due to that, Hazumi's waist, previously covered by the shawl, was now in full view.
Her skin was astoundingly pale with very smooth texture. And due to her current posture, even her pink underwear was clear to see. However, the biggest problem was the chest area.
Although it was covered by the shawl over her shoulders, only the top half of her mildly bulging bosom was covered.
Even though it was just the bottom half of Hazumi's breasts, Hal could still see them after all. This was making him lose composure greatly. Be that as it may, faced with the girl who was aspiring to become his assistant, Hal had no choice but to maintain a solemn expression in desperation.
A superb acting performance of the one in a lifetime sort. However—
"Sure enough, size is not everything..."
He murmured to himself at a volume that no one could hear.
In addition, when he made eye contact by chance with Hinokagutsuchi, who was observing from the sidelines, the two of them nodded as though they were allies and fellow connoisseurs.
But no matter what, the ritual was the most important right now. Hal focused his attention on the girl before his eyes.
Holding the emerald heartmetal he had just received, he gazed straight into Hazumi's eyes.
"Then I'll start?"
"P-Please do."
In fact, Hal was nervous too but to reassure her, he pretended to be very experienced. That being said, it was his second time conducting the ritual. This time, he was calmer.
Thanks to that, Hal could even sense what sort of magic had been cast on the heartmetal in his right hand. No, not just his hand. This place—there was magic cast on the entire "venue." Hal noticed this for the first time. It was the magic that Hinokagutsuchi had cast before the ritual began.
Following an altered version of the ancient covenant ritual.
To complete this aforementioned ritual, Hal slowly reached out.
Then he thrust Minadzuki's heartmetal into Hazumi's abdomen. But rather than all at once, he did it bit by bit. Slowly, he pushed bit by bit.
Probably starting to feel pain, Hazumi showed suffering on her face.
When the heartmetal was one-third of the way in, her angelic face became even more distorted.
"~~~~~~!"
She finally made a sound, but it was a moan of pain without words.
Hal could not help but pause and started to pull the heartmetal out.
"P-Please don't stop. I beg you, please... go all the way."
"Yes, I know. However, we'll slow it down for you to get used to it."
Faced with Hazumi's tearful request, Hal consoled her.
The younger witch was panting heavily with her eyes filled with tears. The pain was most likely that intense. Speaking of which, after Akuro-Ou's birth, Orihime had commented that her "abdomen felt like it was burning, it was so hot and painful"...
Hazumi seemed to be suffering more than Orihime last time, was it because of her younger age?
Although it did not take a long time, it was a ritual to give birth to life after all. Something like this happening would not be strange.
Hal cautiously inserted his hand into Hazumi's body.
"Mm... Mmmm!"
Hazumi panted painfully. Even so, Hal still slowly pushed the heartmetal inwards.
In the process of this action repeating between pauses, Hazumi gradually grew accustomed to it. Finally, the emerald heartmetal was buried inside Hazumi's abdomen together with Hal's wrist.
"Are you okay?"
"Y-Yes, I am still okay..."
Although Hazumi still seemed to be suffering, at least her condition was stable for now.
Then the moment arrived at last. The heartmetal held in Hal's hand began to pulsate.
Throb, throb. Beating like a heart. Clearly it was just a small sphere, small enough to hold in one's hand, yet the beating was astoundingly strong.
"Haruga-san... Minadzuki is—"
Hazumi probably felt the beating too. She spoke with tears in her eyes.
Despite her crying, she looked overjoyed. The sense of fulfillment and accomplishment seemed to make her forget the pain within the blink of an eye. When Hal motioned with his eyes, she nodded.
Having obtained permission, Hal swiftly drew out his right hand from Hazumi's body.
"Mm—mmmmmmmmmm!"
In the end, the pain made Hazumi cry out. However, she stared at Hal's right hand with happiness on her face.
Minadzuki's heartmetal was glowing there. The emerald sphere had turned translucent. Inside was a tiny ring of fire—
Indeed. Burning inside the interior of the reborn heartmetal was a small red flame.
Hazumi was sweating all over while she gazed at the sphere with a face of happiness. She had probably tried her best, depleting all her energy. Hal spoke up, "No time to lose. Call out Minadzuki now."
"Yes!"
Hazumi looked up in the air. A red spray of blood instantly appeared in the dusk sky.
However, the gigantic serpentine dragon leviathan was not there. Only an amorphous black shadow was occupying that spot. Due to the extraction of her heartmetal, Minadzuki had presumably lost her physical body.
The spray of blood in the air became bigger and bigger, gradually increasing in density as well.
It would turn into a mist of blood at this rate, perishing tragically. However, the new heartmetal floated up from Hal's hand and rose in the sky, drawn to the blood spray and amorphous shadow.
The "serpent" in its pitiful form immediately vanished, replaced by—
"Although it was a difficult delivery, the birth is finished at last."
Hinokagutsuchi spoke softly. In front of her gaze, the serpentine dragon leviathan was coiled up in the air, adding emerald color to the evening glow in the sky.
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