“Now!”
The waning light of twilight shined down.
“Look at me with that eye.”
Fujita Mutsuki’s harmony was shattered by
that voice.
He struggled and raised his head when he
heard that whispering voice that had no place in his normal life.
Despite being told to look, his right eye
would not open. He removed his hand from the eye, but it only throbbed with so
much heat he thought it would explode.
It was the same itching feeling as when one
watched too much TV, swam in a pool, or went outside during allergy season. It
felt like the retina had been rubbed too harshly. He felt a heat like something
else entirely had replaced his eye. Simply exposing it to the air hurt.
All he could do was hold his hand to it
with all his strength.
The itching was growing by the second and
he could not resist rubbing at it with his wrist. He gave in to the pleasure of
distracting himself, however slightly, from the hot throbbing.
“Ahhh… Gh… Kh…. It hurts… It hurts!”
“Don’t worry. That heat is proof that you
are the chosen one.”
He heard some heavy, damp breathing and a
boy peered at his face. And the boy did so with a shockingly sensual look in
his eyes.
“Look at me. Look at me with your Serpent’s
Eye. Violate me with that devilish gaze of such beautiful corruption.”
“…Uuh…”
Tears spilled from Mutsuki’s left eye as he
obeyed and removed his hand from his right eye. He hesitantly raised his puffy
eyelid like a child afraid of some eye drops.
And…
“Ah…”
The first thing he saw with his opened
Serpent’s Eye was an angel swinging down a giant sword.
The boy was sliced in two with his face
still twisted in a look of ecstasy. The girl casually kicked the corpse aside,
brushed back her hair, and looked to Mutsuki.
Mutsuki gasped not at the sight of someone
being killed but at the sight of the girl in his no longer throbbing right eye.
“Fujita Mutsuki. You are the legendary boy
chosen by the demonic eye.”
“Who are you?”
“Ange. I was sent here to protect you. I am
an angel”
Her clear, ocean blue eyes looked directly
into his burning right eye.
“I am Ange of the Double Flame.”
That day was a perfectly normal day that
began in a perfectly normal fashion.
“Daaad, mooom, nee-chaaan, Chiakiii,
Mutsumi-chaaan! It’s morning!”
With parents, an older sister, and two younger
sisters, the Fujita family was relatively large and it was always Mutsuki’s job
to get everything ready in the morning. He prepared breakfast and everything
else too.
He could not rely on any of the others, so
he had no real choice.
“Daaad, mooom.”
He started from the very back of the second
story bedrooms lined up alongside his own. The first was his parents’ bedroom.
He knew knocking was not enough to wake them, so he opened the door, shook the
bed, and called loudly.
Finally, two hands wearing identical rings poked
out from the bunched-up sheets and waved to tell him they were up.
They were both adults, so they would not go
back to sleep. It was time to move on.
“Mutsumi-chaaan.”
The room next to his parents’ belonged to
the youngest daughter, Mutsumi. She was still in kindergarten, so there was no
real need to wake her this early, but he had to check on something.
He
approached the bed buried under stuffed animals and pulled away the blanket.
“Nn… Onii-tama… Eh heh heh. Good morning.”
“Good morning. I see you didn’t do it
today. Good job.”
He praised her and rubbed the head resting
on the drool-covered Lazy Bear body pillow she loved so much. Before, she had
wet the bed once every three nights, but that rate had thankfully dropped quite
a bit recently.
The next was the most formidable foe.
“Nee-chaaan.”
She was in her twenties, but her room
looked about the same as Mutsumi, the kindergartner. He stepped into the room
decorated with fancy wallpaper and anime posters and approached another bed
buried under stuffed animals.
The person sleeping there was a
kindergartner in an adult’s body.
“Nee-chan! Wake up, nee-chan. It’s morning.
It’s! Morning!”
He shouted quite loudly and shook her by
the shoulders.
Despite the rough treatment, his sister
continued to doze for about thirty seconds, but she finally opened her eyes.
“Good morning, Mu-chan.”
“Good morning. Now get up.”
“Good morning, Mu-chan.”
“Yes, good morning. You need to get going
quickly in the morning. Breakfast is ready.”
“Good morning, Mu-chan.”
“Are you saying that in your sleep? C’mon,
let’s go.”
Realizing the normal methods were useless
here, he forcibly picked her up and dragged her from the bed. She was 170
centimeters tall, so she had more than ten centimeters on Mutsuki. He lifted
her onto his back and left the room. Throwing her into the bathroom would be
better than making a fuss here.
That left only one other person.
“Chiakiii? Are you up ye-….ah.”
“…Ah.”
As soon as he opened the door, he realized
he should not have. Unlike the others, this sister was only a year younger than
him. She had told him to always knock even when waking her in the morning.
Her pajama bottoms were down around her
ankles and he was greeted by a cute butt wrapped in the cotton panties of an
elementary school girl. It seemed his little sister was already up.
“Pervert!”
She threw a pillow that hit him square in
the face.
“S-sorry!”
Mutsuki frantically closed the door. He had
completely forgotten that Chiaki had recently decided to act more mature and
thus tended to get up on her own in the mornings.
He was unaccustomed to these situations, so
his face was beet red. Even if she was his sister, seeing a girl near his age
in a state of undress had been too much for him.
“Heh heh heh heh♡ You sure are perverted, Mu-chan.”
“Why do you only perk up when things like
that happen?”
He threw his grinning older sister from his
back.
Fujita Mutsuki’s mornings were always like
this. Afterwards, he placed breakfast on the table while his family made their
way down. All six members of the family had an apron, but Mutsuki’s pale green
one was the most stained.
He cooked six fried eggs and twelve strips
of bacon. He prepared a large plate of salad and dressing and passed out rice
bowls as each person came down.
“Here, Mutsumi-chan. Make sure to eat your
broccoli.”
“Uuh… I hate broccoli.”
“Don’t be picky or you’ll never grow up big
and strong. C’mon, eat up.”
“Uuh… Munch, munch.”
After preparing his own food, he made sure
his youngest sister ate hers.
“Ahh♡ You can’t beat a
morning with your cute little brother looking after you.”
“It doesn’t really matter, but can’t you at
least get your own hair ready?”
“It feels great to have you do it, Mu-chan.
The warm morning sun, delicious food, and a little brother’s care. This is true
happiness.”
“Honestly…”
“Zzz…”
“Don’t you dare go back to sleep!”
He combed his older sister’s hair.
He also helped his mother check through the
bathroom because she could not find her mascara and placed a compress on his
father’s aching back. All in all, it was a busy morning.
The Fujita family was quite low key.
The father, mother, and all three sisters
were as far from morning people as possible. Mutsuki had for some reason not
inherited those low key genes, so he took care of all the morning jobs on his own.
It was a family’s job to cover for each
other’s weaknesses.
He was used to busily running around from
the moment he got up.
This scene was what Mutsuki considered a
“normal morning”.
School was normal as well.
“Morning, Mutsuki.”
“Morning, Fujita-kun.”
His normal route was a straight shot to
school once he passed the train station and a few classmates called out to him
on that last stretch. He greeted them all with a smile.
When he happened across a classmate on the
way to school, they almost always greeted him.
Fujita Mutsuki’s grades were above average
and his athletics were below average. He looked well-behaved and had a
well-behaved personality to match, so he did not stand out much but was
considered easy to get along with.
He naturally had plenty of friends.
“Hey, Mutsuki! Early again, I see.”
“Agh! Ow, ow. Morning, Sakae.”
A boy jumped at him from behind. The boy
landed on his back and placed his arm around his shoulders similar to a
headlock.
Tomono Sakae was a classmate with an
eternally cheerful personality and a charming face just short of being
traditionally “good looking”. He had been Mutsuki’s childhood friend since
elementary school.
While Mutsuki was well-behaved, Sakae was
the eternal optimist. That difference may have actually helped them get along
because neither of them would hesitate to call each other best friends.
“Damn it’s hot these days. Why can’t it be
summer break yet?”
“I know what you mean. …And get off me,
Sakae.”
His friend’s expression of affection was
invading his personal space a little too much.
“Oh, hey, hey, Mutsuki. Do you have some
time later? I’m the class rep, so the teacher told me to come up with the class
seating chart. But you know how I hate details.”
“That I do. I’ll help you out…but you
really need to get off of me.”
“You will!? Khhhhh, that’s what friends are
for! Everyone needs a childhood friend who really gets them. When I’m president
of the world one day, I’m making a law! The childhood friend law! If everyone
had a childhood friend, we’d definitely have world piece, don’t you think!?”
“Good luck. And can you please get off of
me? It’s so hot today…”
His friend was invading his personal space
and speaking so loudly first thing in the morning, but Mutsuki smiled bitterly
and put up with it because it was more annoying than unpleasant. This tendency
to go with the flow was likely one of the reasons he was considered easy to get
along with. And…
“Hi, Fujita-kun!”
“Gefh.”
Someone tackled him from the other side.
It was a powerful blow, but Mutsuki somehow
managed to hold his ground since it was all transferred into Sakae behind him.
Sakae was sent flying, though.
“Good morning, Kurikara-chan.”
“Hiii.”
The girl gave an innocent smile.
The short hair signifying her high energy
was roughly tied back by two bows and her white teeth made her beaming smile
look all the more cheerful. She was a little chubby which gave her some
charming feminine curves. Her name was Kurikara Saya and she was another of
Mutsuki’s classmates.
She got along well with Sakae as they were
the class’s two biggest talkers and that meant she spoke with Mutsuki a lot,
too. She was more than an acquaintance but not quite a friend.
“Ow… What was that for, Kurikara!?”
Sakae recovered after being knocked away.
He did not particularly like getting that
close, so he did not place his arm around Mutsuki’s shoulder again. Mutsuki
gave Saya a look to tell her she saved him. The white teeth she showed off to
say “you’re welcome” were very cute.
After that, the three of them continued on
to school.
“Honestly! I can’t believe this girl would
violently attack THE Tomono Sakae, the man who stands at the center of the
world!”
“Heh heh. You’ll never be president of the
world if you can’t respond to an emergency. You’ll just end up blown away at
your own inauguration.”
“What!? How can you say that about THE Tomono
Sakae, the man with the world’s best crisis management techniques!? I’m
definitely making a law about you! All chubby girls will be shot on sight!”
“Chub… I can’t believe you! Did you hear
that, Fujita-kun!? This boy just stepped on a landmine!”
“Ah ha ha.”
Mutsuki could only laugh bitterly at those
two’s energy-filled morning.
This was the beginning of an enjoyable day
at school.
The school buildings finally came into view
at the top of a hill separating it from the residential area. The large tower
was the most noticeable feature.
Mutsuki and the other two attended Megutono
Academy, a private school well known for its size and history. It had a
tradition of freedom, it was well-known for the stylish uniforms for both boys
and girls, and it contained an elementary, middle, and high school.
The school grounds covered almost the
entire top of the hill and it contained more than twenty buildings, but falling
birthrates had left less than half of it in use. The size of the campus made
the trip between classrooms a pain, producing plenty of complaints from the
students who joined at the middle or high school stage.
The most well-known feature was the clock
tower in the center of the campus. The giant stone hexagonal pillar was
positioned at the back of the courtyard which was known as a place of rest. It
was taller than any of the four-story school buildings and the entire academy
was on a hill, so one could see almost the entire town from the top of the
clock tower.
Its primary roles were to tell the
townspeople the time and…
“Ohh, ohh. Look at ‘em run. Keep up the
good work.”
Sakae cackled in delight as he looked down
from their classroom window.
He was watching a wave of boys with navy
neckties and girls with red ribbons hurrying into the school’s front gate.
At 8:30 in the morning every Monday through
Friday, the hill was covered by the ringing of the clock tower’s bell so the
students would know the school’s gate was being closed.
While it almost never happened to Mutsuki,
Sakae was often pursued by that bell, so he enjoyed watching the students
gasping for breath as they rushed to school just in time. As a side note, Saya
had joined a group of girls once they entered the classroom.
And…
“Oh. She’s as amazing as always.”
“Eh? Oh…”
A single student drew the eye among the
chaos at the gate.
Sakae had spotted a girl walking calmly
through the gate as everyone else rushed through.
She casually passed by the educational
guidance committee member who was already moving to close the gate. Only two
seconds after she passed him by, the bell finished ringing. Despite the close
call, she was not running or even walking quickly. Sakae applauded her splendid
performance.
But Mutsuki’s focus on her was due to more
than mere surprise.
“See ya.”
After commiserating with the students who
had arrived after the gate closed, Sakae decided homeroom was about to start,
smacked Mutsuki’s back, and moved over to his own seat by the hallway.
Mutsuki sat in his own seat at the very
back of the second row from the window.
“Morning, Ibekusa. You’ve still got that
last second arrival trick down pat.”
(Here she is.)
Mutsuki tensed up a bit when he heard
Sakae’s voice by the hallway.
A girl responded to her classmate’s
cheerful voice with a slight nod of greeting.
“You sure cut it close day in and day out.
You could always get going three minutes earlier, so why do you wait until the
last second? Playing a one-man game of chicken?”
“Negative.”
“I see. That’s fine, but as the class rep,
I’ve gotta tell you not to be late.”
“Positive.”
Her response was almost mechanical. Once
she finished her unemotional exchange, she moved in Mutsuki’s direction.
Technically, she was approaching her seat by the window.
She was the polar opposite of Kurikara
Saya. She never asserted herself, so her aura or presence was practically
nonexistent and she did not stand out much. At the same time, she was brimming
with a calm attraction that mysteriously kept one from looking away once they
did look her way.
She tended to keep her transparent eyes
narrowed and she had a tall bridge of the nose. She did not seem to wear any
lipstick, but her lips had a natural glossy pink color. The messy look of her
curly hair was somewhat childish, but the noble atmosphere of her
expressionless face gave her a sense of dignity beyond her years. She managed
to hold both a child’s cuteness and an adult’s beauty.
Both boys and girls wore a blazer at
Megutono Academy and that accentuated her slender figure. From the shoulders to
the upper arm and down to the stomach, her blazer was clearly sewn as narrowly
as possible.
But at the same time, she was not too
skinny. Her chest and hips provided a stark contrast to her slender waist. Her
hips were positioned high enough to be immediately noticeable. She wore gray
socks over her lovely legs which were full-bodied and filled with life.
To match her face, her figure was as
perfect as a model’s.
“Um…”
Mutsuki tried to speak up.
He only wanted to say “good morning,
Ibekusa-san”. He would only be copying what Sakae had done so easily.
But…
“…”
He could not say a word before she sat next
to him in her own window-side seat.
His cheeks filled with intense heat and his
mouth refused to move.
“Okay, everyone, get in your seats.”
Meanwhile, their homeroom teacher arrived.
Yet again, he had been unable to speak to
her.
He barely listened to the information being
presented to him and instead took furtive glances toward her seat.
She was resting her head in her hand and
starting expressionlessly out the window.
Outside, he could see the magnificent stone
hexagonal pillar and the clear blue sky of early summer behind it. The clear
sunlight had completely swept away the colors of daybreak, leaving a blue so
pure it seemed to suck one in.
The girl in front of it seemed so
transparent she would vanish into that sky.
Her name was Ibekusa Machina.
In a way, she was a class celebrity. Her
beauty was naturally a factor, but it also had to do with arriving at 8:30 sharp
every morning yet never once being late, as if she had a clock installed in her
body. Also, she barely spoke with anyone.
“…”
Mutsuki looked her way again and again. He
was enraptured by her beautiful profile, but he gave a disappointed sigh at the
fact that he could not grow beyond simply looking.
And thus Mutsuki’s day began.
He worked hard for his family, he had
stupid fun with his friends, and he failed to speak to his crush.
This was but one page from the many
harmonious days of his life.
And he remained entirely unaware that the
discord decorating human history was fast approaching.
Even afterschool, Mutsuki’s normal life
continued as usual.
Ibekusa Machina would always arrive just
before morning homeroom and leave as soon as the final homeroom was over.
Mutsuki wanted to say “goodbye” or “see you tomorrow” but gathered his things
with a gloomy sigh when he could not.
Sakae’s home was near his, but they did not
usually walk home together. Mutsuki had no afterschool activities, but Sakae
was always busy with his class representative work.
“Fuujiiitaaa-kun. Bye-bye.”
“Bye-bye, Kurikara-san.”
He left the academy as Kurikara Saya and
his other classmates said goodbye.
He had nothing in particular to do, so he
headed straight home.
The town was not quite a city but still had
a fair number of people, so the station located on the way home was always
filled with officer workers and students heading home.
More cars were honking their horns than
usual, but that had nothing to do with Mutsuki on the sidewalk. He ignored the
din as he walked straight through the station area.
Suddenly, his cell phone began vibrating in
his pocket.
He pulled it out to find an unknown number
on the LCD panel. The numbers for his friends, family, parents’ offices, and
little sister’s kindergarten were all saved, so he wondered who this could be
as he answered.
“Gather heaven, earth, and hell,” said a voice,
“and you will have everything.”
“What?”
“The world was created from discord.
…You’re about to be in trouble.”
“Um…”
“Run away.”
The nasal alto voice belonged to a grown
woman, but he did not recognize it.
The boy frowned because he had no idea what
the woman meant.
“Who is this? This cellphone belongs to
Fujita Mutsuki.”
“Make sure you survive until Ange gets there.”
“…”
Survive. He stopped because that dangerous
word brought the opposite outcome to mind.
He happened to stop in front of the large
wall fountain that made a nice landmark for the roundabout in front of the
train station.
“That is hell. You mustn’t stop there.”
“Eh? Eh?”
“The spring has already been wound. Get
away from the roundabout!”
Before the woman finished speaking, the
screams filling the station area told him something was wrong.
“…”
The woman was still saying something, but
Mutsuki dropped his phone on the edge of the fountain.
That was hardly surprising given what had
happened.
A bright rouge Porsche was noticeably
parked in the middle of all the cars filling the station roundabout.
It was stopped right in the middle of the
road which explained why the cars had been honking so much. But those horns
soon became screams.
Everyone watched in shock as sounds of
scraping metal came from the Porsche and it ceased to be a car.
“Ah…Ah…”
After the hood opened, metal claws burst
out and stabbed into the ground to lift the tires from the ground. Next, the
convertible chassis bent like an accordion and rose up in a menacing pose.
Then, the emblem on the bumper lifted its head to look in the boy’s direction.
Its glossy, streamlined red body showed off
its dark engine. Just as a rhinoceros beetle looked like a jewel from the top
but revealed its grotesque underbelly when flipped over, a sense of
indescribable revulsion filled the roundabout with panic.
(What…is this? What is this? What is this?)
Everyone began to flee the station area,
but Mutsuki was frozen in place. The air felt as thick as molasses and his legs
refused to move.
As the car monster stood up like a human
being, he noticed its headlights turning his way.
The Porsche seemed to forget it had tires,
so it dragged its body along by its claws to approach the dumbfounded boy. The
weight of the car produced an awful scraping noise on the concrete.
“~~”
The scraping almost sounded like the
whinnying of a horse and the boy fell onto his butt.
Even after his hips gave out, the Porsche
continued toward him.
“…sten! Listen, Fujita Mutsuki-kun!”
It stopped just as it crushed the dropped
phone with its claw.
As the dumbfounded boy watched, something
strange happened to the destroyed phone. The bisected parts clung to the claw
and became a phone once more.
“Mutsuki-kun, calm down and listen. You
can’t stay there!”
The phone still functioned.
It all felt so surreal that Mutsuki started
feeling faint.
“Beginning scan. Fujita Mutsuki…positive. Serpent’s
Eye holder confirmed.”
A mechanically synthesized voice spoke
through the Porsche’s speakers and he clearly heard his own name.
But…
“Listen, Mutsuki-kun! The Springloaded
isn’t the problem. The demon will defeat it.”
The voice coming from the cellphone was
drowned out by the bubbling sound coming from the wall fountain behind him.
“The demon is the one you need to escape
from!”
“Ha ha❤”
He also heard a low and oddly alluring
laugh.
“Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha! I found you! I
finally found you, Fujita Mutsuki-kun!”
The standing Porsche seemed to lean
backwards.
Just a few seconds before, the fountain had
been filled with clear water, but now its contents sprayed out like a geyser,
assaulting Mutsuki and the Porsche.
And this was not water. It was a sticky
reddish-black liquid.
Dried blood may have been the closest
comparison. It was exactly as warm as human skin and reeked of blood. Mutsuki
shuddered in disgust as it poured down over his back.
“Kh…gh…”
The Porsche did more than tremble. The
human skin fluid soaked into the exposed engine. Even in its monstrous form,
the precision machinery was weak to foreign substances. As each drop entered
the engine, the car’s movements dulled and it finally did nothing more than
shake like a toy with a dying battery.
In that instant, a giant curved blade
pierced through the center of the exposed chassis.
The red blade gently curved like a crescent
moon. The giant scythe’s blade was over a meter long and the handle was over
two meters long. It stabbed so deeply into the Porsche monster that Mutsuki
almost felt sorry for it.
Only after moving his gaze down the weapon
did he notice that someone stood on the damaged headlights at the front of the
car.
(Who’s that? Watch out!)
The Porsche could not support itself any
longer with its claws broken, so it collapsed forward.
Mutsuki panicked, but the person standing
on top was not thrown off. They instead let go of the scythe and leaped toward
Mutsuki.
The person bent their waist to a ninety
degree angle in front of Mutsuki and moved their head so close it almost hit him.
The situation kept changing so fast that
Mutsuki could only watch in a daze.
“Hi. I was looking forward to meeting you,
Fujita Mutsuki-kun.”
The person was a boy of about Mutsuki’s own age…or at least he thought it was a
boy. At the very least, the sleeveless shirt and pants were boy’s clothes and
his husky voice sounded more boyish.
Yet he was so beautiful that Mutsuki’s
heart began to race when their eyes met from close enough for their noses to
nearly touch.
His droopy eyes and long eyelashes gave him
an exotic depth to his looks and the hair held down by his baggy hat was a
shiny blond. The innocent smile decorating his perfect facial features gave him
a youthful and cute look.
He was more beautiful than handsome and he
was more bewitchingly seductive than beautiful. He was such an androgynous boy
that his clothes were the only clue to his sex.
“I can call you Mutsuki-kun, right? I’m
Lucia. You can call me Lu-kun or Lucy or whatever you want.”
Mutsuki was just about charmed into a
stupor.
“…❤”
A complete change came over the innocent
sun-like warmth of his smile. Like sunlight ripping apart the darkness, he gave
the kind of insane smile one must not be charmed by.
“Wow… You’re even more than I imagined,
Mutsuki-kun. You haven’t even awakened yet and I’m already all tingly. I can
feel your hidden power oozing from your genes themselves!”
He looked over every inch of Mutsuki’s body
with a look of animalistic intensity that seemed horribly out of place on his
cute face.
(Wh-who is this kid?)
Mutsuki froze over and finally narrowed the
corners of his eyes.
He was scared, but there was a strange
charm in this boy’s eyes that just about made him fall in love.
He knew being here was dangerous, but his
body refused to move.
The boy’s face drew even closer, but he
could not escape.
“You’re just my type❤ Heh heh. I think I would’ve fallen for you even if you weren’t the chosen one.”
“The chosen-…? Nmh!”
He tried to ask about that phrase, but something
made his mind go blank.
Reddish lips reminiscent of a blooming rose
bud were pressed against his own.
The boy’s lips shined like glistening
sweets as they covered the entirety of Mutsuki’s own lips.
(H…Huh?)
Mutsuki was utterly confused when he felt
something wet around his lips. The mysterious boy named Lucia used that
opportunity to squeeze his lips shut.
“Hee hee❤”
His beautiful looks grew sweetly flushed
and he let out a warm breath.
The boy’s bewitching, sweet, and stickily
moist breath scorched Mutsuki’s lungs and robbed him all strength.
After being left motionless, the boy
devoured, rubbed, and pecked at his defenseless lips.
(What…is this? What is he doing to me? …Nn,
my tongue.)
Mutsuki could do nothing to stop it. He did
not quite know what was happening yet. He only felt a pleasantly soft sensation
pressing at his mouth sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The aroma of the
heated breaths was certainly not unpleasant, but…
(Isn’t he…a boy?)
Only after the boy’s small sticky tongue
split Mutsuki’s lips and began groping about his mouth did Mutsuki come back to
his senses.
“Waaaaahhh!”
It had taken him a while, but he finally
moved back. His back hit the dried fountain as he put some distance between
them.
“Wh-why? What? What are you…?”
What are you doing? Who are you? Why did you kiss me? That was my first time.
Mutsuki had so many things flying through
his mind he was not sure what to say first, so his mouth only flapped
wordlessly.
“Heh heh heh heh heh. Thanks for that❤”
Lucia pressed his knees together and
fidgeted with a delighted and charmed smile on his face.
Mutsuki nearly found him cuter than any
girl he had ever seen, so he lost his chance to get angry. He could only
swallow his complaints. He had a habit of swallowing when he closed his mouth
and he only realized afterwards that he had swallowed Lucia’s saliva as well.
The happy-looking boy held his hands to his
cheeks.
“You’re better than I ever imagined,
Mutsuki-kun. I never thought a kiss would be enough to make me feel like this. I
was trying to make you my slave, but I was the one that fell for you♪”
He moved his thin, pointed chin as if
giving someone instructions, and…
“Wah!?”
Mutsuki had been sitting with his back to
the wall but his hips were forced up.
It was that blood from before. The black
slime-like liquid had stained all of his clothing and it now pulled him upwards
on the boy’s command.
“Now, let’s start by awakening the proof
that you’re the chosen one. Let’s awaken the world’s most impure and
inescapable power that can drag all women down into corruption! Let’s awaken
the Serpent’s Eye!”
“The Serpent’s…? …!? Eh…!”
The liquid had complete control. And as
Mutsuki trembled in fear of that unexplainable magic trick, the next trick hit
him.
“Ah…ah…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?”
Ever since the Porsche had begun to move,
none of the mysterious phenomena had harmed anything but his lips, but the
flames of pain had finally been ignited.
An indescribable feeling welled up inside
his head as if the inside of his skull were on fire or sewage was being pumped
into his temples. His clothes were pinned to the wall, so he could not even
crouch down as he squirmed and tried to control the core of the sensation.
That core was his right eye which throbbed
and burned to a painful degree.
“Ahhhhhh! What is this!? What is this!?
What is thiiiiiissssss!?”
“Don’t be afraid. The throbbing of the
nerves is temporary. You’re breaking free of your frail humanity and setting
foot in the realm of god. You’ll get used to it soon enough.”
Lucia smiled at Mutsuki’s temporary
suffering in a mixture of worry and delight.
“It itches when you peel off a scab, but then
you get new, healed skin. It hurts to peel back the foreskin that first time,
but then you receive the most wonderful pleasure. Babies are born amid great
pain, but then they get to enter this sweet, hellish world. …Now!”
What did Fujita Mutsuki do?
“Look at me with that eye.”
He looked up toward the whisper that would
destroy the harmony of his everyday life.
“Ahhh… Gh… Kh…. It hurts… It hurts!”
“Don’t worry. That heat is proof that you
are the chosen one.”
He desperately held and rubbed his right
eye. He even wanted to pluck out the eyeball.
“Look at me. Look at me with your Serpent’s
Eye. Violate me with that devilish gaze of such beautiful corruption.”
“…Uuh…”
Called by Lucia and with tears pouring from
his eyes, he hesitantly opened the swollen eyelid.
And…
“Ah…”
A mass of metal dropped down and split
Lucia’s ecstatic form in two, starting from the top of the head.
When the boy’s two halves collapsed to the
left and right, Mutsuki saw her standing behind him.
Despite the pain from before, his right eye
gave him a shockingly clear view of the world.
“Fujita Mutsuki.”
He saw long hair colored a burning crimson.
A blue ribbon fluttered in the wind.
“You are the legendary boy chosen by the
demonic eye.”
Mutsuki had anything but a large build, but
this girl looked slender even to him. He doubted she was even 140 centimeters
tall.
She had the large round eyes of a small
animal. The narrow bridge of her nose rose to an unremarkable height. Her lips
were thin, but their glossy pink color stood out on her snowy white skin.
She looked young enough already, but she
had a round baby face that stood at odds with the dignified angle of her
eyebrows. She was more than just short. The shoulders exposed by her white
running shirt and the legs contained in her spats were so delicate they seemed
they would break if someone grabbed her too roughly. The straight hair that was
long enough to cover her butt further emphasized her slender build.
That girl easily lifted a sheet of metal
that had to be twice her height and she rested it on her shoulder. Mutsuki was
almost beginning to think all of this was just a dream, but he was still
shocked by what he saw.
That sheet of metal decorated with black
wrought iron was a sword.
She held a sword larger than she was.
“Who are you?”
“Ange. I was sent here to protect you.”
Her clear, ocean blue eyes looked directly
into his burning right eye.
That was the beginning.
“I am an angel.”
Meeting this girl was enough to smash
Fujita Mutsuki’s harmony to pieces.
“I am Ange of the Double Flame.”
Thanks for you work!!
ReplyDeleteMC is a derp, he thinks all the time that Lucia is a boy instead of a tomboyish demon girl... well need to read next to see if my assumption ir right. Thanks for the chapter.
ReplyDeleteDude up until I found this site I had no idea this series had a LN. Please keep up the good work I hate waiting for the manga chapters to be released. :)
ReplyDeleteThxs for the chapter.
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