Kaze no Stigma:Volume2 Chapter 3

Chapter Three - Friendship –Contributions and Mistakes-

1

Late night------

“Damn it, I am not sure if I will make it in time.”

In order to get onto the last train, a teenager is rushing towards the station.

Takahashi Shuuji. A university student, twenty years old.

As a formal participant of the fencing club, his seemingly slender body is actually very well trained, there is no fat on it at all.

Due to an excessive intake of alcohol, his reflex is benumbed. Even so, the steps he take on the bricked ground does not seem that disordered.

“…… That’s weird?”

Shuuji suddenly had a strange feeling. He stops in his steps, and looks around him.

He found nothing suspicious, just an extremely normal underground passage that stretches a long way.

But------

“Hey…… Why is there no one here?”

Besides him, not a single soul can be seen in the area.

This is the underground passage to the ticket stand [actual text: 剪票口], even if it is past midnight, at this period of time at which the last train is about to reach the station, it is impossible that there is no one here at all.

“Rea…… Really, anything can happen.”

Shuuji finds some excuse to convince himself, and tries to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

“I am…… I am going to miss the train at this rate……”

With a loud and clear tatata sound from his footsteps, Shuuji begins to move forward quickly. After a while it became a jog------ and in the end he ran at full speed, as if he is flying.

Tatata.

The sound made as the bottom of his leather shoes knock against the bricked ground, echoed throughout the entire soulless[or empty?] underground passage. Yet, no matter how long he walks, there is no sign of the ticket stand before him.

“Wha…… What the hell!? It should not be this long at all!”

The underground passage seems to stretch on endlessly. Surrounded by show windows with the metal doors pulled down at the sides, Shuuji gradually loses track of where he is.

He turns back, to check on the way he came.

“------ Eek!”

Shuuji takes a breath in. Before him is a long road that leads to who knows where. The stairs that lead to the surface which he walked past just now can no longer be seen.

“------!”

He changes his position[or direction?] once more. Back in the direction he was heading in earlier, the scene that is reflected in his eyes made Shuuji stare with his eyes widened.

The same as the way behind him, there is only one road that stretches until it disappears as far as he can see. Of course, there is no stairs or crossroads there either.

Shuuji is abandoned in the middle of the road that stretches endlessly, alone.

“What…… What is going on……”

Cold sweat breaks out from his face. Within the eyeballs that spin continuously, his pupils are slowly widening.

“What the hell is this about!!”

No one replies to his scream. His cry reverberates between the walls and ceiling, and gets sent back into Shuuji’s ears as a stacked echo. [actual text: 多重回音]

The teenager stumbles onto the ground, staring blankly on the floor with half mad, half sane eyes.

“……Ah?”

Suddenly, his eyes focus at one point. Because something is seeping through the gaps between the bricks on the floor.

“What……?”

That is a semi-transparent substance with a glue-like texture. It is originally the size of a ping-pong ball, it grows to the size of a baseball in a moment, and after not too long, it becomes as big as a soccer ball.

The glue-like substance shines with a rainbow coloured glow. If this thing is seen in a photo, maybe it will give a clear and lustrous refreshing feeling.

But the actual thing seen before his eyes, can only be described as ugly. It is just like a tumour, puke, or a filthy gooey piece of the two condensed to the maximum limit.

Under an instinctive disgust, Shuuji hurriedly jumps backwards. He jumps with force, landing two meters behind where he was, the sound of his steps spreads across the entire underground passage.

Gulch. [sound of some glue/fluid?]

“----------------!?”

He looks towards his feet in shock. There------ No, as far as he can see, the ground is covered in the filthy goo pieces.

“Wa…… Wahhhh!!”

The goo pieces that are in contact from under his legs slowly climbs onto Shuuji’s body. Even though he attempts to peel them off, but the goo pieces are tougher than expected, firmly attaching themselves onto his limbs.

“…… Huh?”

The surroundings darken all of a sudden. When he raises his eyes that were staring at the area near his feet, his eyeballs almost popped out.

Before his eyes------ At a distance so close he can touch it by stretching his hand, a wall made from the goo pieces appeared.

The goo pieces scattered across the ground gathered around Shuuji, forming a semi-transparent round bucket. Looking through the round bucket that emits a lustrous glow, a distorted pillar, just like an avant-garde piece of art.

“……Argh……Ah……”

Shuuji shakes his head, unwilling to believe what is happening, in his mind he tries hard to deny the existence of that goo piece.

However, this wish is not fulfilled.

The goo piece that stacked even higher than his body, at this moment, collapses on him all at one go.

“…………..!”

Shuuji, who is too scared to say anything, his whole body completely wrapped within by the goo piece.

Unable to withstand such a hair-raising feeling [or Unable to withstand this feeling that sends chills down ones spine] , Shuuji’s consciousness gets consumed by darkness.

And------ he never woke up ever again.

“The way you manipulated them left me speechless, but------“

In the space where there was no one originally, a boy’s clear voice sounds off.

“Don’t you think you wasted too much time?”

“This is the first time, naturally I had to be more cautious.”

A gentle female voice replies.

“Hmm, maybe!”

Kata.[sound of footstep.] The sound of one footstep sounded off.

Not sure since when were they there------ Two shadows suddenly appeared in the abnormal space that trapped Shuuji.

They are a seventeen or eighteen year old female, and a boy around ten years old. The girl’s height exceeds that of the boy by about thirty centimetres, but as for the position of the head, the boy’s head is slightly higher.

The two looks at Shuuji who is trapped in the goo piece, chatting calmly.

“But, if you use so much time like this, who knows when it will be completed. To fulfil your wish, more power must be gathered.”

Right before the two of them, Shuuji slowly becomes emaciated.

He is being drained. [or absorbed?]

Is it his blood------? No.

Is it his moisture content------? That is wrong too.

Being surrounded by the goo piece, Shuuji ages rapidly. All the vital essence across the teenager’s whole body------ The radiance of life is being expropriated, his life that should last over half a century has been used to its limit within a short period of several minutes.

“I understand this very clearly! I will do it more cleanly and quickly next time!”

The girl raises her head to look at the boy, and uses a determined tone to reply. As if to pacify the displeased girl, the boy gives a light smile.

“That is the way. You can do it.”

The tidily cut golden short hair waves lightly following the nodding motion.

Judging from the tone the two speak in, it seems that the young boy is of a higher status. [or position/standing/place/placing/rank?]

Maybe his actual age is not as young as his appearance, the emerald green eyes that looks innocent and naïve at first sight instead seems deep beyond comprehension.

The boy uses a clear and melodious voice like a silver bell to say solemnly..

“Because he who is right, will receive heaven’s protection.”

“……You mean this?”

Looking at the vital essence of the innocent teenager being continuously sucked dry by the goo piece, the girl laughs mockingly.

“You are saying that this monster is the same as you? “Tenshi”-sama?”

“That sounds awful.”

The boy has no wings. A faint shine emits out from all over his body, as he floats in the air, the beautiful angelic face of his shows a bitter smile.

“Needless to say monsters, even devils cannot escape the grasp of God. Because, the only absolute God is capable of anything.”

The girl looks at the smiling angel(self claimed) with puzzled eyes. However, she does not reject the hand that he extends.

“No matter what your reason may be, I am very thankful that you lent me power. For mutual benefit, let us work together from now on!”

“------ One day, you are sure to experience the love of God too.”

Before the teenager who is gradually becoming a mummy, the two hands filled with personal desires and hypocrisy held together tightly.

2

The next day, at the residence of the Kannagi.

“What’s the matter?”

Kazuma who was seeked out suddenly decides to save up on his greeting as well, and asks Juugo directly.

He did not even glance at Ayano who is sitting at the side.

Ayano, as usual, is in a silent anger. And as for Kazuma, he, as usual, ignores her presence, and places his eyes on Juugo alone.

“From yesterday night up till this morning at zero hours, 池袋 has a total of eight youngsters dying from being weakened by an unknown reason, their age ranging from ten plus to twenty plus years old.”

Juugo matches himself with Kazuma, going to the main point directly.

“And so?”

Kazuma calming hushes for the continuation. Towards the suffering and misfortunes of others, he has an extremely high endurance.

Even though you can just say that he is without blood or tears.

“They seem to have their vigor sucked dry. And so, I would like to ask you to find that person, and if possible eliminate him.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Without a more detailed negotiation, Kazuma accepts the request readily. This too is his usual style.

“I leave it to you. This is the data related to the incidents……”

With that said, Juugo takes out a thin set of documents. Even though it is said to be data, but the incidents only happened last night, so there are no important clues. Just simple data about the victims and where they were found, and some photos while they were still alive, and some after their death.

“Oh oh------ These are just like residues.”

Kazuma compares the photos, and says this term that would make the relatives of the deceased curse him for.

Yet, this is probably the most direct thought of anyone who has seen the photos------ Even though there is not many who dare to say it out loud.

Every victim looks very lively, just looking at their photos allows one to feel the brilliance of their lives.

Changing back to the photos after death------ Being frank with it, these are mummies. Even if they are placed directly in the museum for exhibition, nothing will seem out of place.

The dry and wrinkled skin, face full of wrinkles. In those opened empty eyes, there is no sign of fear, showing just a supernatural calmness.

Even if you say to everyone that they were still alive a few hours ago, there shouldn’t be many who will believe you! That is just how bad they look after death.

“This time there is no time limit, but act fast. You will co-operate with Ayano------“

“No need.”

Kazuma simply cuts into Juugo’s sentence.

“------ What?”

“Too bothersome.” [actual text closer to something like shes hindering him/ in the way. but he said it in a very short term. So this is the best I can come up with]

Faced with Juugo’s question, Kazuma replies coldly.

“Wha…… What!?”

Ayano furiously voices out to protest. Juugo stops her.

“------ Kazuma.”

As if sighing, he calls out Kazuma’s name, but Kazuma does not show any intention of backing off.

“The job this time is primarily to search right? Then En-jutsushis are completely useless. If the opponent is not something I can handle, I will contact you guys again, until then, just remain on stand-by!”

“But, if the enemy escapes because of this, then we will have to go through the trouble again.”

Juugo doesn’t give up, and persistently attempts to let Ayano travel along. Kazuma refuses once more.

“Youma that I alone cannot handle, I doubt their numbers go to such an extent, so why should I bring a heavy burden to prevent such a situation.”

“Burden------!? Aren’t you being over arrogant------!”

Juugo holds back Ayano who stood up from her anger, and pulls her back to the seat.

“You won’t bring her along no matter what?”

“Nope.”

“…… Is that so.”

Under such a direct rejection, Juugo can only comply.

“I get it, I shall trust you on this then. And one more thing------“

“What is it?”

“You seem to care a lot about Misao, but for now just forget about her! At least until this matter is over.”

“----------------------“

Kazuma does not make any reply. He stands up silently, turns and leaves the room.

“You idiot------! Even if you come back crying, begging me, I will definitely not help you------!!”

Ayano shouts out loud towards the back of Kazuma who gradually leaves.

Juugo looks at his daughter bitterly, and gives a deep sigh at the same time.

“You should at least……”

“What! You think I am in the wrong?”

The ignorant Ayano says in a tantrum. [not sure if this is how to use the term.]

.------Slice!

Wind blades speeds through, slicing a bunch of eerily wriggling sticky goo into pieces. Staring at the semi-transparent objects that became crumbs, Kazuma sighs lightly.

“Gee, another failure.”

It has been two days since he took on Juugo’s request.

During this period, he has been assaulted by those youma up to nine times.

Kazuma is not particularly seen as their target. Even though he himself walked to those areas with a strong youki, but meeting them is a sheer coincidence.

Nine times.

A very abnormal number.

And during the period when he is investigating, everyday there is another five or six victims------

(Five or six? I doubt there is so few.)

Indeed, that is only the number of corpses found. But, after witnessing how the victim is devoured from start till end, Kazuma realized that Juugo’s assumption is wrong.

Not just their vigor, this type of youma eats flesh too, and anything it swallows up, including clothes and accessories, everything gets devoured.

Kazuma dejectedly looks at the victim, who began dissolving through his skin, flesh, until the end even his bones is dissolved. That expression is not due to the dissolving process being too gruesome, but because he can understand what this means.

.------ The reason why corpses remain, is only because it cannot digest it completely.

The actual casualty number may be one digit------ or even two digits away.

“No way……”

Kazuma sighs weakly.

Just how many more shape-shifting worms that feeds on human flesh resides within Tokyo city? Just thinking about this irritates him.

“There is no end to this…… I better come up with a way quickly to get to the core of this and end it once and for all!”

After nine battles, Kazuma has almost completely understood the characteristics of the youma.

An appearance similar to a single cell organism, with no intelligence at all. They act purely by instinct, continuously devouring humans filled with vigor.

Their ability is “Absorption”. To drain away one’s vigor completely, even their bodies are converted to energy and taken in.

Alone, they pose a threat no different from a normal pest. But what is troubling, is that their numbers are not few as normal, and once they group up they can gain new abilities.

When they gather to a certain number, some kind of magical circuit will be formed among them. Using this circuit to create a kekkai, causing the targeted human to be unable to escape.

Kazuma predicts that these goo pieces all together are just one entity. The situation now is like split cells conducting activities independently.

The ability of the “cell” is to absorb heat, and then exhaust it through exercise. When they gather together to form an “organ”, they gain the ability to control the energy they absorbed.

In the final stage, perhaps each “organ” will link up to form one entity. But Kazuma does not care about the true identity of that monster.

If it is just one entity, then there must be an organ like the brain giving off commands------ something like a core. Things would be fine so long as he finds the core and destroys it.

Currently, the enemy is acting separately, and its powers weakened, there is no reason to not strike during this opportunity. He does not have that kind of weird habit of “hoping to fight with strong enemies”.

Because of that, Kazuma has been trying to find clues from the “cells” that will lead him to where the core may be, trying to find the real enemy------ but so far it was nine consecutive losses.

“These guys are too dispersed, some bait must be used to get them to gather at one place……”

Kazuma keeps quiet suddenly.

Bait. Someone full of vigor.

“There just so happens to be one here.”

Just as he claps in rejoice for coming up with such a brilliant plan, Kazuma senses that the tenth batch of youma has appeared. At the same time, he notices the presence of a certain someone he knows.

Kazuma smiles arrogantly.

“Hehe, not bad. Without needing me to say anything, our bait took up its role already.”

Listening to the wind, he identifies the exact location.

“A little far------ Should I jump?”

Jumping in the city may be seen by others. Kazuma ponders, his eyes sub-consciously turns to the road. His ears and eyes notices “that” at the same time.

(okay, let’s use that.)

Kazuma makes up his mind immediately. He hops across the protective railings, and stands on the road. Following that, with his left leg as the centre, he spins one round, and passes the side of a motorcycle that speeds through the sidewalk------

“Wah!?”

The reverse spin kick sweeps at the neck of the rider.

When the rider is thrown off the motorcycle, and still in mid-air, Kazuma as if doing a magic trick, rides onto the motorcycle.

Thong!

A blunt and heavy sound comes from the back. It seems that he fell head first onto the ground, but since he is wearing a helmet, he should not die at that kind of speed.

“I will try my best to return it to you.

Kazuma mumbles with his greatest sincerity, and then suavely speeds off.

3

“Hey you girls, wanna ……”

Bang!

The poor guy who does not know how to look at the situation, before he even completed his first sentence, he was sent flying into the air by the schoolbag that flew in from the side.

“Scram!”

Ayano shouts loudly. His companions seeing this, abandons the unconscious man instantly and runs off. This is probably the most loyal and clever decision made from self-survival instincts!

Yukari and Nanase did not rebut a single word all along, they know better than anyone that that would not be a wise move.

In front of the Ikebukuro station, the massive crowds all around make it difficult for someone to move on in a straight line, yet there is no one blocking Ayano’s way.

Like Moses who split the red sea into two, Ayano walks boldly at the road cleared right at the centre of the crowd.

(What was that! What was that! Sorry that I will only be a nuisance! Too bad I am weaker than you! Gee I am so sorry------!)

In her heart, Ayano is using her Enraiha to stab into that flippant detestable face.

Yet, no matter how she mashes or beats that face up, the fury in her shows no signs of subsiding.

“Erm…… Ayano?”

“What is it?”

Ayano uses such scary eyes that would even scare a gangster to look back at Yukari. But when she saw Yukari retreating back in fear, she reflects on her own behavior.

“Give me a moment.”

Ayano turns her back at the two and takes in a few deep breaths. After she finally managed to give a relaxed expression, she turns back at them, wearing a smile once more.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah, erm…… We took the wrong way.”

“------Huh?”

Ayano looks around her, just to realize that this place seems very unfamiliar to her.

“Where is this?”

“A small path by the main road.”

It seems that because Ayano has been walking without watching her way since just now, they have unknowingly walked into a separate road.

Even though this is a completely new place to them, but they can see the Tokyu Hands Sign ahead. It seems that they did not stray too far.

“Ahaha------ Sorry sorry. I was thinking about something.”

“Gee, this will not do------ You should pay attention when you walk.”

Ayano gives an embarrassed smile. And Yukari smiles back at an appropriate time, lifting her hand to poke her forehead to lighten the mood.

“But, it is just one street away, why did it become so empty suddenly.”

Ayano who does not know too much about Ikebukuro says.

As she mentioned, in this alleyway that is sandwiched between a car park and a love motel, there is just the three of them, no one else.

“Yeah…… There is no one around……”

This place should not be so empty to have no one at all.

It is just like having a gap that suddenly appeared amidst the noisy city, this silence makes one feel an unimaginable uneasiness.

“This kind of situation happens once in a while I guess. Today is not a holiday after all.”

As if trying to dispel the gloomy atmosphere, Nanase says confidently.

“Yeah, that’s right……”

“Alright, let’s go. Ayano too……”

At the instant her eyes are laid on Ayano, Nanase widens her eyes instantly.

“Nanase……?”

Yukari looks in the direction of Nanase’s line of sight, her face too becomes stiff. An expression of a pale bloodless face filled with fear.

“Aww, don’t be like that, there is no need to be so afraid. I won’t scare you guys again.”

“Behind you!”

Nanase shouts out in a rare panicking tone. As soon as Ayano heard that, she stops smiling and turns her whole body around.

“------!?”

Her heart almost jumped out from her throat.

Because that kind of thing is less than a meter away from her.

A semi-transparent, and continuously wriggling piece of goo. It looks like the slime from an RPG, but Ayano knows clearly that it is not something cute.

She ignores the eyes of the other two. Under a biologically feeling of detest and irritation, Ayano releases flames.

.------Kaboom!

The golden flames burnt the goo till there is no trace of it left.

“That…… That was scary……”

What a dangerous moment that was. If she was killed like this, it would probably be told to generations to come as the biggest humiliation of the Kannagi clan.

No matter how slow and pathetic the senses of a En-jutsushi may be, no matter how his attention is focused on other things, to be completely unaware of an abnormality that even a normal person would realize like just now is without question, the biggest disgrace of all.

(I must not let others know of this……)

Ayano swears quietly, to bury this deep in her heart for the rest of her life.

“A……Ayano…… What was that just now……”

“This…… This is a good question…… I just saw a weird thing pop out, and then it suddenly caught fire……”

Ayano acts as though she knows nothing.

“Anyway, we better get out of this creepy place!”

She changes the topic immediately.

But, Ayano has already sensed that things are not that simple.

(This is not good…… This place is not Ikebukuro at all…… Can we get out……?)

All kinds of noise spread from the road just one street away. Yet, this several tens of meters of distance, is now even further away than the moon.

“A……Ayano, that!”

“Ah------ Yeah.”

The thing Yukari pointed at, Ayano sensed it without even having to look at it.

A large bunch of goo is emerging continuously from all the gaps and cracks.

Not just from the sewer openings and water freeing ports, the more exaggerating ones would be that they are coming out from the extraction points of automated selling machines, and from within the mailboxes.

The total number is countless.

“Those…… Those are!? What the hell are these things!?”

“Calm down, Yukari.”

As Ayano comforting Yukari who is out of control, she observes Nanase.

Nanase who is also calm and fearless normally, her face looks slightly distorted, but not to a large extent.

“Let me see------ We should make a run for it first!”

Despite how bad the situation is, her mind is very clear. As the opponent seem to look very slow and clumsy, they should be able to escape easily.

So, as the goo all leaped at them, Nanase is indeed stunned. Who would have imagined that slimes can perform an amazing leap of over ten meters on the spot.

(------Oh shit!)

Ayano reflexively stimulates the power in her body. She places her right hand on her left waist, and then as she makes one big step forward, she waves horizontally out.

This is the posture of a battoujutsu without the blade. Yet, there is indeed a blade that appeared there.

It is a bright red crimson double edged straight sword. A golden flame engulfs the blade, possessing a shining and brilliant great power.

Enraiha------ The demon slaying holy blade bestowed upon by the Lord of Fire Spirits. The devastating flames that bursts out from the blade will burn all the youma in sight into a crisp.

“Phew------”

Breathing out softly, Ayano begins to verify the safety of the two.

The two people before her are still in a state of extreme fear.

“It is okay now, don’t be afraid.”

Ayano wears a smile and takes a step towards the two.

Yukari retreats three steps.

“Yukari……?”

Ayano only realizes now, that what the two are afraid of, is none other than herself.

Even Nanase who tries her best to stand there, the fear on her face can be easily seen.

“Ayano…… Just what are you……”

“------!”

Ayano hides the Enraiha behind her immediately, but it is pointless doing it now.

(What…… What should I do……)

She does not feel ashamed of her powers, but instead she is very proud of it.

Even so, the fearful eyes that her best friends place on her make her feel very painful.

It is not strange that the two would be afraid of Ayano. But, that is a kind of fear towards “a scary person”.

By now, these two people have classified Ayano as “a scary person”. In their recognition, Ayano is the same as those goo.

“N……No…… I……”

The moment she opened her mouth, the expression of the two became tenser. Seeing that expression, Ayano understands that it is pointless no matter how she tries to explain herself, and so she shut her mouth.

She cannot face them, she lowers her head, her body trembling lightly. As she loses her strength, the flames vanishes from the blade of Enraiha.

“------ Behind you!”

Nanase’s warning sounds off once more. Yet, Ayano has no strength to respond to that voice.

Behind Ayano who is standing there emptily, a big lump of goo is wriggling consistently closing in slowly.

The goo that collapses from above her head, swallows Ayano in the blink of an eye.

“------Is this the place?’

After parking the motorcycle he borrowed, Kazuma mutters.

Attracted by Ayano’s vigor, a large group of youma gathered here at one go. This should allow him to be able to conduct a reverse investigation.

“Good job, Ayano------ Hmm?”

After nodding proudly, Kazuma finally realizes that something is amiss.

Ayano’s scent is very weak, and is being surrounded by youma------ or should it be said that she is swallowed within.

“Even if you are the bait, there is no need to go to such an extent! What is this girl doing?”

Kazuma knows very clearly how powerful that kind of youma is. Even if their numbers can fill up the entire Tokyo Dome, it should be impossible for Ayano to lose.

However, Ayano is being swallowed up now.

“Gee, what a trouble-maker------”

Kazuma grumbles unhappily, he steps onto the motorcycle and flies off into the sky. He remains motionless in the air, and begins to observe the inside of the kekkai.

Even though it is just as thick as a piece of thin skin, but that is a space completely isolated from the real world. There is no way to get there through physical means.

Of course, that is the same for the wind.

A natural phenomenon like the wind can only operate revolving around the same world, it is unable to affect other worlds. If there is a wall that can be broken, it may still be possible, but there is no way to affect a space of a different dimension.

.------ For a “natural phenomenon”, that is the case.

Kazuma raises his right hand towards the sky. A large amount of wind spirits responds to Kazuma’s summon, and gathers consistently.

In terms of spirit techniques, it is not just simply controlling a natural phenomenon. Using the phenomenon as a medium, so that his will can manifest in this world is the quintessence of it.

Imagining the edges of the abnormal space, Kazuma inputs the power to break that space into the wind.

From directly above it, he takes the thin and sharp “will” he made-------

“Gah!”

.------And fires it!

The raging wind breaks the dimensional gap.

4

“I thought that it was the descent of God.”

Yukari said so after the incident.

This is the first time she felt the beauty of a powerful person.

Bringing for the winds, an embodiment of great power descending suavely. That scene is reflected in Yukari’s eyes.

An invisible force that came from the skies crushed the gigantic youma in one blow.

Ayano rolls out from within that youma like a puppet. The amazing thing is, she did not suffer any injuries, not just that, there is not a single piece of goo sticking onto her.

This is the power of “purification” that only destroys demons------ The special demon slaying power that the Kannagi is so proud of.

“…… Cough……. Cough cough!”

He uses a cold gaze to stare at the girl who is coughing vigorously to try to breathe, and orders her strictly..

“Stand up.”

(…… What is she doing?)

After he clears off all the wriggling pieces of goo, Kazuma observes Ayano once more.

Her “ki” is unbelievably weak. The amount of vigor that was absorbed by the low level youma isn’t that much, yet she seems so expended she is like an average person.

“…… Kazuma?”

The pathetic way she lies on the floor, looking at him dumbly made him feel very displeased. Not a single shred of her usual dominance could be felt from her, her expression looks as nervous and uneasy as an abandoned puppy.

(Just what has she been doing since just now?)

“Stand up.”

He uses a pressurizing tone to command her. Even so, Ayano still show any form of resisting. She obeys the command, using Enraiha as a crutch she slowly stands up.

Against that pair of cold eyes that is staring right into her, Ayano does not dare to face it. All that can be seen is how she peeks behind Kazuma’s right hand area from time to time.

Of course, Kazuma noticed that there are two people there. Judging from how they wear the same uniform as Ayano, they are probably not people who are just passing by so coincidentally.

“Erm...... Err…… This is……”

Ayano’s gaze shifts between Enraiha and the two girls, who are standing there blankly, continuously. Just looking at her now, in his heart, Kazuma guessed pretty much what this is about.

(Gee……)

He stretches one finger out between Ayano’s eyes. The eyes that were originally busy shifting around, was captivated by the finger that appeared suddenly before her.

While Ayano’s conscious is still focused on the finger, Kazuma shouts loudly..

“ “Thou who hast been blessed by the spirits, where does thy power lie?” “ [or more literally: People who receives the blessings of spirits, what is your power used for? In a more olden days context, similar to the ones used by Horo in S&W]

That is a pledge------ and an article during sermons. This is the most basic pledge that spirit standard Jutsushis act upon.

Ever since Ayano was little, Juugo has been repeating this sentence continuously. Even if she is completely out of it, she still remembers clearly the line that follows.

“My…… “My power lies to protect. As an ministrant of the spirits to slay the demons in this world, to uphold the truth is where my duty lies. Never to be forgotten------“ “

Suddenly, her tense speech stopped.

Ayano, whose eyes are focused at Kazuma’s fingertip, as if shocked by electricity, she lifts her head up to stare at Kazuma. Those eyes glow with a light of understanding.

She shifts her eyes to the side, looking at Yukari and Nanase. And finally downwards------ At the Enraiha that is in her right hand.

Ayano grabs the hilt that was originally hanging at her fingertips tightly.

When she raised her head up once more, the lost looks she had earlier has already vanished without a trace. Ayano uses her words to reinforce that pledge all over again.

“To protect------ The people I love!”

A dazzling flame bursts out from Enraiha. That is no longer an injured girl. Understanding the meaning of power, the duty that she bears, as a powerful En-Jutsushi, she stares right back at Kazuma’s eyes.

Kazuma shows a smile at his lips, and stretches a finger to poke Ayano’s forehead gently. Pak! Ayano’s head tilts backwards.

“Ahhh!? What are you doing, don’t do that------“

Ignoring Ayano who bloats her cheek and complains, Kazuma places his attention on the surroundings.

Unsure whether it is the self-regeneration of the remaining goo or a new batch emerging out, by now, countless goo pieces are surrounding them.

“So then------“

Not asking if she “can do it?” or “are you okay?”, that level of injury, there is no need to show solicitude. To put it more plainly, it is the level of it does not matter at all.

Because, the power they have exists precisely for this.

“I leave those at the back to you.”

“Leave it to me.”

Ayano replies without hesitation. The two walk out back-to-back at the same time.

“------ Kazuma.”

He did not answer, but he stopped in his steps.

“Thank you.”

Still, there was no answer. Only sounds of silent footsteps ring by her ears.

Ayano closes her eyes gently, trying her best to remember what she needs to do.

(Yukari, Nanase…… Farewell……)

It would be a lie to say that she doesn’t feel lonely or sad. But even so------

(Even so, I must protect everyone------)

She opens her eyes. There is not a single trace of gloominess or darkness in that pure and clear mind.

An explosion sounds off, golden flames bursts from all over her body. Inputting all of her upsurge of powers---

“Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Under a sharp scream, Ayano swung her Enraiha.

“Looking quite good------“

His back filled with explosive “ki”, Kazuma can’t help but give a bitter smile.

At this rate, these monsters will not be able to hold out very long. He must achieve his objection soon------

Kazuma blocks the two who are staring at Ayano with their eyes wide open, and says leisurely..

“Stay where you are, if you run around, you might be killed!”

Following that, he releases wind blades once more with ease, slicing the youma that is approaching consistently.

Shu! Pach! Pff! Puu!

In a radius of five meters around Kazuma, horrifying killing sounds sounded off over and over again.

The wind that Kazuma manipulates becomes blades at times, hammer at times, cutting the youma one by one, smashing them.

The youma is crushed in a moment, but in the blink of an eye, they recover instantly. They are originally something similar to a shape-shifting worm, without a standard form, so physical attacks have no effect at all. Yet Kazuma still continues releasing wind. Even though it cannot cause fatal damage, but the raging winds can make the groups of youma unable to close in on them.

And so after a few minutes------

(------Found it.)

Kazuma who is surrounded by youma gives a proud smile. Almost at the same time, Ayano who completed her mission broke through the frontlines and appears before them.

“My side is finished------ What are you doing?”

Ayano uses a puzzled expression to stare at Kazuma who is playing with the youma.

“Just as you can see.”

“No…… It is precisely because I don’t get it that I am asking you.”

“The enemy is a being without form, no matter how I slice it, it will recover once more.”

“Then can’t you just purify them…… Or is that to say, you cannot use the power of purification like this!?”

Kazuma usually seals his strength firmly. Even though when he used the purifying winds in front of Ayano in the past, he had released the seal------

“Nope.”

“Really? You better speak the truth, and fast!”

Ayano did not ease her questioning. Thinking that she might be able to get hold of Kazuma’s weakness, her face becomes filled with expectation.

“Really. Besides, I don’t really want to dampen your mood……”

“What?”

”Even if what you said is true, but if the opponent is human, there is no such problem.”

“Hmm……”

Indeed, even if that is the truth, Ayano’s chances of winning will not increase.

Ayano, who had been so excited about nothing, looks very disappointed. Kazuma knocks her head and leaves the aftermath to her.

“So, I leave the rest up to you. I am going to head straight for their main camp.”

“You found it already!?”

”Yeah, things really are different when you have good bait.”

“Bait------?”

Ayano ponders on what this means. When she realized it, her face flushed red instantly.

“You…… You asshole, you used me again didn’t you!?”

“This is a misunderstanding.”

“Just which part of it is a misunderstanding!?”

“When I thought of having you as bait, you had already ran up and became the bait yourself, so it is not my fault at all.”

Kazuma says so seriously.

“You are really……”

“Sorry, I am in a rush for time. I shall listen to your complains in the future!”

Kazuma throws down this sentence coldly, and turns to leave. Ayano hurriedly shouts out to call out to him..

“Wait… Wait a minute! I am going with you too------“

“I see that you have a lot of things to settle? I will leave markings on the road, so catch up on your own later!”

Obviously, the so called “a lot of things” does not only mean eliminating the youma.

As Ayano’s eyes are directed towards Yukari and Nanase, Kazuma rides the wind, flying up into the sky.

“Ah, I told you to wait!”

Kazuma ignores the shout, and breaks the boundaries as when he entered, and vanishes.

Logically, Ayano knows that Kazuma’s choice is correct. But, she is unable to accept it like this. “She has been abandoned once more”, “he is obviously looking down on her”, this kind of thinking lingers in her heart, showing no sign of dispersing.

“Wuuuuu~~”

She groans in hatred, but Kazuma is long gone. So she places all her unreleased fury onto the enemy.

Her fierce scary eyes stared directly at the goo pieces. Faced with an abnormally strong murderous atmosphere, even the youma that bears no intelligence can’t help but retreat.

“Kazuma……”

She instills all her power into Enraiha. A glaring golden glow that makes one hard to look directly at it emerges from the crimson blade vigorously.

“You idiot-------------------------------!!”

After releasing a massive load of plasma, she burns off most of the youma at one go.

“------Phew.”

After burning up all the youma, Ayano breathes out, satisfied.

The result from converting all her stress into destructive behavior, she became very calm now. Just that some of the surrounding buildings were dragged into this pointless disaster, being destroyed together with the youma.

If this is not a different dimension, there would probably be over a hundred casualties?

After the youma that controls this dimension is destroyed, the area begins to return to its original state slowly.

Everything returned to the way they should be. Ayano and her friends returned to the original world as well.

(Now…… To settle “a lot of things”.)

Ayano looks at Yukari and Nanase. Perhaps because they have finally calmed down, the two generously meets with her gaze.

“……………………..”

Even though there are a lot of things that she must explain to them, Ayano cannot bring herself to say them.

For some time, the three exchanged silent stares.

“I……”

As though she had made up her mind, Ayano tries her best to put up a calm front and smiled at the two of them.

“So, good bye.”

In the end, that is all she can say. Tossing all the necessary explanations out of her mind, Ayano turns her back at the two of them.

She tries to hold back the tears that are swelling in her eyes and walks off------ But she stopped almost immediately.

“Wait, Ayano!”

Yukari grabs the lower area of her uniform, pulling her back forcefully.

“Yukari……?”