Where…am I?
Mutsuki all of a sudden found himself
standing there.
He was in the middle of a green-filled
forest he had never seen before. The maple and zelkova leaves were such a
bright green that he narrowed his eyes. A fresh breeze stroked his cheeks.
The thick underbrush and flowers grew tall
and caught the gentle sunlight. Was it springtime? The sun was comfortably warm
and made him feel a little sweaty.
Nearby was a well-leveled field likely
meant to grow wheat. It must have been harvested a season before because straw
was piled up nearby.
His nose detected the warm and sweet scent
of crushed wheat and the sharp smell of damp earth.
(Where…in the world am I?)
The idyllic world actually made him
nervous.
Where was he? Why was he here?
Fujita Mutsuki was confused about
everything, but…
“What are you zoning out for?”
“Wah.”
An impolite tackle hit him from behind.
He looked back and saw the tackler joking
around by hiding behind him and clinging to his back.
But when he saw the long hair that flipped
up from the action, the boy naturally smiled.
When he saw shiny blonde more beautiful
than autumn wheat.
“Stop it, Lucya.”
“Hee hee hee.”
The girl circled around in front of the
boy.
The young girl had brown skin. She appeared
to be the same age or younger than Mutsuki. Her arms and legs had yet to grow
and she still looked somewhat androgynous.
She laughed and wrapped her arm around his,
tugged, and hopped onto the nearby pile of straw.
(Who are you?)
That question did not reach the level of words.
Lucya. That was what this girl had been
called. Mutsuki had called her that. She rolled over on the straw bed, pulled
back her jaw, and gave him an upturned look.
Her fairly angled eyes had a somewhat
provocative look to them.
It was the bewitching and defenseless look
of a kitten wanting to play.
The boy smiled bitterly and accepted the
invitation to climb onto the bed.
There was no tension in either of them. They
were two close friends playing together. They did not view each other as a boy
and a girl.
But once they were there, they were not childish
enough to ignore the fact that they were a boy and a girl in a bed together.
A suggestive atmosphere surrounded them and
they blushed.
“…Lucya.”
“Avalon…nn.”
They brought their lips together in unison.
And as the scent of wheat enveloped them,
they also brought their bodies together…
“…?”
He woke up.
“Yawn…”
It was a pleasant awakening. Instead of
being suddenly jerked from his sleep by the alarm clock, he had been gently roused
by the morning sun shining through the gap in the curtain.
After a quick yawn, he got up. It was 6:25,
5 minutes before what the alarm was set for. He hit the top of the clock to
switch off the alarm and then got out of bed.
He had not woken before 7 in a while. He
had been a little worried, but he had managed just fine.
He stretched to drive away the drowsiness.
“…”
The room contained a bed, a study desk, and
a bookcase with manga, textbooks, and cookbooks tidily arranged on it. The
plastic model of a giant robot he liked was on the very top of the bookcase.
This was definitely his room in the
apartment he had been living in for almost 4 months now.
…It was not a forest.
“What a strange dream,” he muttered.
He tended to forget his dreams as soon as
he woke, but this one oddly stuck with him. He remembered the shapes of the
trees and the variety of the underbrush and flowers. He remembered the fresh
breeze on his cheek and the wheat scent in the bed.
And…
“Lucya-san…huh?”
The heat still lingered at this time of
year, but it was plenty cool this early in the morning.
He walked to the living room and opened the
balcony window. Fresh air blew in while carrying the powerful morning sun of
summer. He enjoyed the feeling of it tickling his heated skin as he washed his
face at the kitchen sink.
Afterwards, he realized this was not the
bathroom and thus there was no towel. He had no choice but to use his pajamas
instead and that was precisely when steam started rising from the rice maker.
The rice had finished cooking according to
the timer and he enjoyed its hunger-stimulating aroma as he started heating a
frying pan. He laid out 6 slices of bacon and dropped three eggs in once the
grease started coming out. The morning friend of bacon and eggs began sizzling
nicely.
And…
“Phew. I’m back.”
One of his roommates walked in through the
front door.
“Good morning, Micha-san. …You’re back? So
you were out?”
“Yes, I was driving around all night.
Here’s a souvenir from Lake Biwa.”
She placed a package on the table.
She had said it was a souvenir from the Shiga
Prefecture, and yet she gave him an Ise Grand Shrine Eel Pie. That was a Mie
Prefecture product. She had apparently been to both Shiga and Mie in the same
night.
“I know you like to drive around, but
you’ll destroy your new motorcycle too if you ride it too roughly.”
What was done was done, so Mutsuki could
only shrug.
Micha had bought a new motorcycle 10 days
before and she had been like this ever since.
She said other vehicles got in her way, so
she would go out late at night and drive all around Japan. He was starting to
worry when she actually slept. Then again, she tended to sleep through the day
with a beer in hand, so maybe it was fine.
“How rude. I don’t ride it roughly. And it
was Ange that destroyed the last one, not me.”
“Yes, but-…wah!”
He tried to say she was definitely “riding
it roughly” when she had driven more than 3000 km in only 10 days, but he
quickly looked the other way.
She had reached for the zipper of the
riding suit she enjoyed wearing. It was all one piece, so fully unzipping it
meant stripping off everything.
She did not hesitate to show off her
sweaty, brown, and sexy body. This was too much for an innocent boy so early in
the morning.
“I’m thirsty.”
Micha ignored the young boy’s behavior and
walked to the fridge. She bent over to reach for the drink section at the very
bottom. She was only wearing a black thong, so she pointed her nearly bare ass
right at Mutsuki. He had no choice but to look away.
(No, this is a trap.)
But he immediately looked back up.
“You can’t have a beer this early in the
morning.”
“Tch.”
Micha had tried to use her body as a weapon
to distract the kitchen manager, but she stuck out her tongue and returned the
can of beer. She obediently took the mineral water next to it instead.
She must not have liked that he had seen
through her trick, so…
“You sure are up early today. You’re
usually still asleep.”
“Yes. …Ahh.”
Still half-naked, she walked up behind him
and rested her chin on his shoulder.
She was only teasing him this time. The boy
felt his heart pounding from the mischievous young woman’s counterattack, so he
moved to escape the two mounds on his back.
He reached for the calendar hanging on the
side of the kitchen.
“We’re back to our normal schedule today.”
He forcefully tore off the August page.
It was September 1. Summer break had ended
the day before and the new school term began today.
“Right.”
The entire year was summer break for Micha
(even if she did have her bodyguard job), so she must have forgotten. She
smiled bitterly.
“Ahh, ahh. And I thought I could have some
fun with you this morning, but you have school, do you?”
“Wha-?”
“Heh heh. Just kidding.”
For no real reason, she teased the boy to
the end, kissed his cheek, and retreated to the bathroom.
Left in the kitchen, the boy was half-excited
and half-exasperated by the soft sensation and sweet aroma of the young woman’s
lips. He soon returned to making breakfast.
He prepared rice, miso soup, bacon and
eggs, and pickled cabbage and eggplant. Then he placed enough for 3 on the
table.
“Ah.”
He then wondered if he should really have
made enough for 3.
“Okay, all done. I’m so hungry.”
After changing into her normal clothes,
Micha returned from the changing room. She would grab a beer if he let her, so
he served her some tea he had heated earlier.
“Is Ange here?”
“Hm? Oh, right. She might be back.”
The two of them looked to their other
roommate’s room.
A plate reading Ange’s Room hung from the
door. They knocked.
There was no response.
“We’re coming in, Ange.”
After a loud warning, Mutsuki waited a
moment and then grabbed the knob.
Inside they found…Ange’s normal room. The
amount of stuff inside (mostly stuffed animals) had grown, but it was still
quite tidy. This was the angel bodyguard’s idea of interior decoration.
But the room was empty.
Its owner was not there. The only thing
lying in the bed was her beloved Lazy Bear body pillow.
“She’s gone again?”
Mutsuki frowned.
It had been like this a lot lately. It had
started after the midway point of summer break. After the camping trip they all
went on maybe? She would sometimes disappear without warning.
It sometimes happened during the day and
sometimes at night. She would be away from the apartment for long periods of
time. When she left at night she tended not to be back by morning, just like
this. She had left after dinner the night before and she was apparently still
not back.
Mutsuki had tried asking her where she was
going, but she would only ever say “none of your business”.
Unlike Micha, she was not the type to head
out at night for fun…or so he thought.
“I’m worried,” said Micha in a serious tone
for once.
That only increased Mutsuki’s anxiety. He
doubted that strongest angel could be in any danger, but still.
“…”
Mutsuki returned to the dining table in a
dark mood. He started to bring his hands together, but…
“Mutsuki-kun, you have some sleep in your
eye.”
“Oh…okay.”
Micha pointed at his right eye from the
other side of the table.
This would be thanks to his sloppy job of
washing his face in the kitchen. He walked to the changing room to get it out
before eating.
(Where is Ange…and what is she doing?)
This was the 1st day of the new term, but
his mood was heavy.
He reached for the changing room door.
(I wish she would tell me whatever it was.)
Click.
“…Huh?”
“Eh?”
His eyes met a pair of blue and blinking
eyes.
Ange had apparently just finished taking a
shower. She was gathering her glossy red hair in one hand while drying off her
body.
Her completely nude body, that is.
Mutsuki blinked his eyes which had no sleep
in them.
Micha had to have known someone was in the
bathroom since she had been in the changing room a bit earlier. He heard that
mischievous young woman cackling in the background, and…
“Ah ha ha. Welcome back, Ange.”
A kick from the strongest angel sent him
flying.
“Again! It wasn’t on purpose!”
“Shut up, shut up! Stay away from me,
Pervert Demon King!”
The two students left the apartment while
arguing on the very first day of the new term.
Ange had spent a good 15 minutes in anger
before they could eat breakfast, so they were running a little late.
He never did get to ask her where she had
gone the night before, but he decided not to worry about it since she was
behaving the same as always.
The two of them jogged down the sidewalk.
They only had the opening ceremony today.
Their bags rattled lightly with only a few pieces of homework in them.
“It’s already autumn.”
“I don’t know much about the human world’s seasons,
so how is autumn any different from summer?”
“I’ll admit it’s still pretty hot.”
There really was no visible change.
For example, there was not a cloud in the
blue sky and the early cicadas were chirping even though it was only around 8.
But the change from August to September
still meant a lot. Even if it was mostly in his head.
Just thinking that a new season was
beginning made it feel like the air surrounding his world was changing.
He felt like something was about to begin,
but…
“Yeah, but I really wish our hero, Summer
Break, hadn’t ended.”
“Oh, good morning, Sakae.”
They just so happened to be walking in at
the same time, so his childhood friend Tomono Sakae approached from the side.
“A new term, huh? I’m the guy for enjoying our school life, so I don’t hate school, but I
still hate losing the protection of our hero, Summer Break.”
“I know what you mean.”
Mutsuki smiled bitterly and agreed with his
friend who was breathing the same sigh as every other student in the country.
“Quit complaining, quit complaining. The
second term means all sorts of youthful events like the cultural festival and
the athletic festival.”
Someone else arrived from the opposite
side.
“Good morning, Kurikara-san.”
“Morning, Mutsuki-kun, Ange-chan, Tomo-chi♪”
“Good morning, Saya.”
“Mornin’. And what’s this Tomo-chi
nonsense?”
It was their classmate and friend Kurikara
Saya. She had apparently overslept, so she fussed with her messy twintails as
she joined them.
This was 4 of the 6 who had gone on a
camping trip together the month before. During the second half of summer break,
Mutsuki had hung out with Sakae like normal and Saya had stopped by the
apartment to visit Ange, so he had seen both of them fairly recently. Still, it
had been half a month since they were all present.
They decided to use this chance to walk to
school together.
They jogged partway there, so they caught
up with the other students by the time they reached the base of the hill on
which Megutono Academy was built. If they were in that group, they would not be
late. They slowed their pace as they reached the hill.
“Sigh. I hate getting up so early, but it
is nice having school in session. It was so depressing climbing the hill with
no one here for practice during the break.”
“Oh, right. You’re on the softball team,
Kurikara, so you came to school during the break, didn’t you?”
“Yeah. This year was especially bad. We’re
going to the fall tournament, so the 3rd year upperclassmen are really going
all out.”
They felt comfortable enough to talk now.
When these 4 gathered, Sakae and Saya were
generally the talkers while Mutsuki and Ange were the listeners. Their
personalities matched up nicely like that. It was a perfect friendship.
“Oh, yeah. I did hear that the softball,
soccer, and…lacrosse teams were going all out this year.”
“Yeah. The lacrosse team most of all. Not
even our team can hope to match the effort they’re putting in.”
This was fortunately a conversation that
made it difficult for Mutsuki or Ange to join in.
A lot of the teams and clubs had been
working throughout summer break this year: Saya’s softball team, the judo team,
the brass band, the jazz club, the soccer team, etc.
But the lacrosse team was apparently
putting in the most effort. Mutsuki had heard about that since his little
sister was on the elementary school lacrosse team.
As to why…
“I wonder if that rumor is true.”
“It supposedly is. They say she’s coming
back. I don’t know when, though.”
“Sigh. Her, huh?”
“She” even gathered the interest of
entirely normal students like Sakae and Saya.
She had left the school in the spring, but
she was apparently back now that the 1st term was over. Word of her return for
the 2nd term had already spread throughout the school.
Just hearing that she was coming back had
filled the lacrosse team (to which she belonged) with enough motivation to work
throughout summer break. The rumor had even made it to Mutsuki’s class in a
lower year. He also overheard some of the other nearby students talking about
the rumor.
“…”
Neither Mutsuki nor Ange were very
talkative.
A new term was beginning, but Mutsuki was
not 100% cheerful.
In fact, he had more worries than anything.
Ange was out of the house a lot lately. The conflict over the Serpent’s Eye
between the angels, demons, and FeTUS had settled down during summer break, but
none of it had been resolved.
And now they were catching glimpses of a
new group that had combined FeTUS technology with demonic power.
“See ya.”
“Yeah, good luck, Sakae.”
“Sure thing.”
All 4 of them walked to school together,
but they parted ways with Sakae in front of the classroom. He was the Class
Rep, so he had a lot to do for the opening ceremony.
Once inside, Saya temporarily left them
since her desk was further away and then Mutsuki and Ange sat in their seats
near the window.
They had not been in the classroom for a
month, so it was full of enjoyable differences.
With minute changes such as grown-out hair
or tanned skin accumulating in a single classroom, it felt a bit like walking
into a strange world half a step removed from their normal life.
“Ah, Mutsuki-ku~n❤”
“Good morning, Lucia-kun… Ah.”
There were some bigger changes too.
Someone who had already arrived called out
to him: Satowa Lucia in the seat next to Ange’s on the back row.
He himself had not changed. In fact, he
lacked even the minute changes since he was not human and thus his hair did not
grow and his skin did not tan.
But Mutsuki was shocked when he saw the
classmate sitting in the next seat forward.
“…Good morning, Niki-san.”
“Ah…sorry.”
That was Mutsuki’s desk, so the classmate
got up after noticing him there. After a quick word to Lucia, she left.
Lucia responded normally, but he lost
interest in her the instant she left and then smiled at Mutsuki. Mutsuki set
his bag down and asked a question.
“What did Niki-san want?”
“Hm? Oh, she’s performing with a band for
the cultural festival and she wanted to know if I would join her.”
“Hmm…”
The seat was a little warm when Mutsuki sat
down. He felt oddly restless and looked toward the girl.
Niki Hozumi. She was well known for wanting
to stand out. Her hair had only been a little bleached during the 1st term, but
now it looked like it had been gilded.
She must have been trying out a new look
for her post summer break debut. Mutsuki noticed a lot of their classmates
stealing glances her way, so he was not the only one shocked by this.
She had likely decided to renew herself for
the new term and then tried inviting Lucia as the most visually interesting
classmate.
“She said something about gathering today
for a planning meeting, but I wasn’t really listening.”
Her attempt had apparently not been very
successful.
“More importantly, school is finally
starting back up. Eh heh heh. It was hard finding chances to see you over the
break because a certain stupid angel kept getting in the way.”
Lucia ignored their classmate’s new look
and only expressed any interest in Mutsuki.
“That’s right. We can see each other every
day now.”
Mutsuki nodded.
They had known each other for 4 months now.
Mutsuki had not known what to do about this boy’s affection at first, but he
had started accepting it recently. And…
“Well excuse me for being a third wheel.”
“No, um, that wasn’t what I meant.”
“…Hmph.”
Ange must have heard him because she put on
a lopsided frown.
What he had ended up saying may indeed have
been rude, so he smiled bitterly and apologized. But…
“Huh? So you knew you were getting in our
way?”
“What
did you say!?”
The demon’s comment ignited the angel.
Even after 4 months and even after going on
a camping trip together, these 2 still did not get along.
But luckily…
“Ki-pon sure does stand out now.”
“Oh…”
“Oh…”
When Saya walked over after leaving her
things at her desk, the 2 of them lowered their tone.
“They do say summer can change a girl.
…What’s the matter?”
“Nothing.”
Ange sat back down and Lucia did not
provoke her any further.
Those 2 were always fighting, but they had
a tacit understanding that they could not fight in front of normal people who
were ignorant of angels and demons.
That likely meant they had grown accustomed
to the human world over the past 4 months.
Saya did not notice the dangerous mood and
sat in the seat in front of Ange while still focused on Niki’s new look.
“Maybe I should dye my hair too. But if I
go too far, sensei will get mad at me.”
She tugged on her hair which was a little
messy today.
“What do you think, Lu-kun? Do you think I
should get it dyed?”
“Hmm. I think looks fine the way it is. Your
natural hair color is brown, so adding any weird colors would probably stand
out too much.”
She began speaking with Lucia entirely
naturally.
Those two had apparently found a lot in
common during the summer break camping trip, so they were getting along really
well recently. Saya even called Lucia “Lu-kun”.
“Maybe so. But…” Saya turned toward Ange.
“I kind of want to try out red hair. Like Ange-chan.”
“Yawn… Wh-what are you doing, Saya?”
Saya grabbed some of Ange’s long hair and
rubbed her cheek against it.
“Eh heh heh heh. Your hair is so great,
Ange-chan. It’s so silky and smooth♪ How do you take
care of it?”
“Nothing special. I just wash it and dry it
like normal.”
“And you get this? Ohhh, it’s like a
miracle. I’m so jealous.”
“W-wait. I get it, so don’t sniff it.”
Those 2 also got along now. Ange was
unsociable to the core, but she no longer treated Saya like a nuisance and Saya
now approached Ange like they were friends.
“Eh heh heh heh heh heh. Sniff, sniff… Eh
heh heh heh heh. It smells so good.”
“…Saya?”
“Uweh heh heh heh heh heh♡♡♡”
Although Saya sometimes did things that seemed
to go beyond mere friends.
“I agonized over it for half a month, but
I’ve made up my mind, Ange-chan. I’ll stay true to you.”
“Huh?”
“No more wavering. Maki-nyan might be
incredibly…but I’ll stay on a path I can believe in!”
“???”
Saya seemed to have made some kind of
decision.
She muttered something in the middle that the
others could not quite make out. Ange could only tilt her head at this friend
who had been acting a little oddly since the camping trip.
“But it really is so silky. I’m jealous. I
practically have to fight mine every morning.”
More than just smell it, she also ran her
fingers through the silky red hair and then felt her own hair for comparison.
She had not fought sufficiently this
morning, so it was sticking out in places.
“This isn’t very good. And on the 1st day
of the new term too…”
It apparently bothered her, so she started
combing it with her hand.
However, that was not going to help much.
“Ugh. I should have brought a brush. Hey,
does anyone have one?”
She was not the type to wear makeup or mess
with her eyebrows, so she did not even have a brush with her. So she asked.
Unfortunately, Mutsuki, Ange, and Lucia all
shook their heads, so she looked across the classroom in search of someone else
to borrow a brush from. And…
“…”
“Oh, good morning, Ibekusa-san.”
“…Good morning.”
It was precisely 8:30. Machina arrived just
as the bell was about to ring.
They had gotten in the habit during the 1st
term, so she greeted Mutsuki when he called out to her. Lucia showed no sign of
greeting her, but it did look like Ange exchanged a brief glance with her.
Her seat was in front of Ange, so Saya
started to get up. But Machina shook her head, said not to worry about it, and
only set her bag down on the desk.
Saya settled back down, and…
“Hey, hey. Machi-nyan, do you have a
hairbrush or a comb?”
“?”
“My hair’s kind of messy and I can’t go to
the opening ceremony like this.”
“…Wait.”
Machina searched through her bag.
From his angle, Mutsuki could see her grab
a pen.
She briefly stuck it back in the bag and
then pulled out a plastic comb.
“Here one is.”
“Yay♪ Thank goodness. Let
me borrow it, let me borrow it.”
Saya reached out her hand, but…
“Positive.”
Machina ignored that and circled behind
her.
“Stay still.”
“Huh…hh?”
Machina began combing the brown hair that
was sticking out all over the place.
“Oh…oh, ohhhh…”
Saya had not expected this, so she froze
up.
Machina continued thoroughly combing down
the brown hair.
The gentle massage sapped all strength from
Saya’s shoulders.
“Ahhh…♡ I’m so unfaithful…♡”
For some reason, her face grew as slack as
her shoulders.
This was the 1st day of the new term.
Their school life was starting back up and
Mutsuki’s cheeks relaxed at finding it even better than he had hoped.
Ange, Machina, and Lucia were gathered
together and it all felt natural.
Anyone who saw them would only see a group
of friends spending their morning together.
No one would ever imagine that 3 of the 5
were representatives of 3 different deadly and ruthless groups. That made him
happy.
“…”
Even if a change was approaching fast.
“…Mutsuki-kun?”
Lucia noticed the sudden cloud that fell
over Mutsuki’s expression as he watched the 3 frolicking girls.
“It’s nothing.”
He immediately smiled to hide his thoughts,
but it was too late and the girls looked his way too.
Ange and Saya tilted their heads to ask him
what this was about. Machina also gave him a puzzled look even if her
expression did not change.
Of the 3, the boy’s eyes naturally stopped
on Machina.
His biggest worry about the coming term had
to do with FeTUS.
He had been worrying about this – about
“her” – for the entire half a month since the camping trip.
He had wanted to ask about it, but Machina
had dodged the question when he had asked right after the camping trip and he
doubted she would answer now either.
And…
“Hey, everyone. The opening ceremony’s
starting soon, so we need to get to the auditorium.”
A portion of the answer came from somewhere
else.
Class Rep Sakae returned and instructed
everyone to move to the auditorium. The class started getting up and leaving
the classroom.
Sakae walked over to Mutsuki’s group.
“C’mon, Mutsuki and Satowa. You too,
Jiyuuni and Ibekusa. …Kurikara? That expressions is creeping me out.”
He urged them to start moving.
The 6 of them naturally split into a boy
group and a girl group.
Sakae and Mutsuki were childhood friends
and Lucia stuck with them.
Even if Ange and Machina had no intention
of grouping together, Saya naturally tied them together.
As Class Rep, Sakae drove the entire class
out before leaving himself.
“The rumors were true. She’s in the
auditorium.”
“Eh?”
He locked up the classroom as he explained.
“Shirohara-senpai was there.”
Megutono Academy had an elementary, middle,
and high school and they each had their own opening ceremony to get through, so
there was a real motivation to speed them all along.
Each ceremony was scheduled to begin in the
auditorium an hour apart, so that luckily meant the headmaster could not give
too long a speech. It unluckily meant they were rushed in and out.
This time, no one was paying a lick of
attention to the headmaster’s mercifully short speech.
Almost everyone was watching the one
student standing alongside the teacher’s on the side of the auditorium stage.
“And next we will have a greeting from the
Student Council President.”
The headmaster stepped down from the stage and
a broadcast club member made that announcement.
Excitement filled all of the middle school
students in the auditorium.
She moved across the stage.
Not only was she beautiful, but her hips
were positioned incredibly high, which gave her a strange intensity as she
walked. Her light brown hair fluttered elegantly behind her, which filled
everyone with tension as they watched.
She bowed toward the national and school
flags hanging behind the stage and straightened up. Everyone naturally
straightened their back as she faced them.
“I would like to begin by greeting you
all.”
Her speech had a mysterious ability to draw
people in.
“At the request of Previous Student Council
President Tanaka Kozue-san, I have returned to my position of President today. I
am Shirohara Ren.”
It was the same as the year before.
“…”
Mutsuki was especially tense.
“I left this school before, but I have returned
for this term and will do what I can to give you all a proper school life.”
She was speaking through a microphone, but
every last person listened attentively as if she were facing and speaking to
them personally.
“This term will be busy with the cultural
festival, athletic festival, and other events, and it is time to focus on trial
exams and your studies for the 2nd and 3rd years. With so much to do, it will
not be an easy term.”
It felt like being admonished by their
mothers. In a word, it was a comfortable speech.
But it was more than just kind. It also
contained a strength that seemed to burn their ears.
That imposing girl’s words were always like
this.
“My
name is Lavriel Baran. I am Miss B of the FeTUS Witches as well as daughter of
the proud Baran family which has left its name in 350 years of British history. You may call me Dame Lavriel.”
She had spoken to them when he had met her
at the campground on that day halfway through summer break and those words
still rang vividly in Mutsuki’s ears.
This reminded him that they really were the
same person.
“…”
A gloomy feeling rose in his chest and he
bit his lip.
Shirohara Ren had left the school in March,
but she retained enough influence to gather everyone’s attention with a single
speech. She had been Megutono Academy’s Middle School Student Council President
for the previous year.
…And Mutsuki had secretly looked up to her.
But she was Miss B of the FeTUS Witches.
She was part of an organization that was
targeting him.
FeTUS was a relatively trustworthy group
and Mutsuki at least did not feel all that nervous about them. He had even visited
their headquarters without a bodyguard. He was on friendly terms with Machina,
aka their Miss E.
But it was still a complicated feeling.
“That ends my greeting. Thank you very much
for listening.”
Ren finished her model speech as boldly as ever.
She bowed toward the audience, bowed toward
the flags behind her, and then descended from the podium. And as she did…
“…”
“…”
Mutsuki thought she briefly looked his way,
so he quickly looked away.
Well this should be interesting. now what happened before makes perfect sense. I already know what's gonna happen
ReplyDeleteHuh. Somewhat dry chapter, especially in comparison to the previous one. I guess those night visits are rather suspicious or forshadowing in light of them either if that prologue is set after or before this, respectively.
ReplyDeleteWelp, I just looked in the next chapters by mounting my phone on a stand pointing to my monitor, with Google Translate picture translate. Guess I spoiled that for me...
ReplyDeletewhat did you find out?
DeleteYea wouldn't mind some spoilers myself
DeleteThe Ange from before is a clone.
DeleteWait the one from the prologue or the one in the house and if so where is the real ange?
DeleteThe one from the prologue is a clone and you see her picture in vol 7, she's the one with the skin tight suit and short red hair. The real Ange is the one in the house.
DeleteOk thanks
DeleteEven that's not much relief in the grand scheme of things. Reading up volume 7 it gets bleak fast, with some betrayals down the line, its kinda like the IncubusXMachina period all over again, managing to be worse off. Given the author hasn't made volume 8, or has dropped the series, its not great.
DeleteBetrayals?
DeletePeople have been telling me there would be some backstabbing but no details
DeleteI don't mind spoilers either, who is the betrayer? Is that why we see Miss C get fucked by some fat dude?
DeleteMiss C was a product of the old Kurokami (I think that was the name of that FETUS subdiv) and was essentially the love slave of the old man who was an exec of Kurokami. Old man reawakens Miss C's "training" and she basically becomes what Machina would've if the incubus won against her. She gets brought to Kurokami's base and given further "retraining" and she then betrays FETUS and gets our main character captured. He's then dick milked by the sister (I think?) of the that student body president girl. The novel ends on that note and its the next volume may or may not be in the making...
ReplyDeleteAnyone mind telling me how long its been since col 7 was released? Its one way of knowing if the series on hiatus or just delayed
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure the exact date, but since volume 7 has been on various sites like exhentai and hitom.la since 2015 it might be safe to say that the novel might have been unofficially dropped. Baka-updates manga still says its ongoing though.
DeleteI don't think it's dropped. The guy is just way too busy.
ReplyDeleteAside from VN's https://vndb.org/s2768
He just released the second volume of a Mahou Shoujo NTR novel.(1st volume was released in 2011 IIRC)
Let's hope he got the NTR out of his system and there won't be any in Adam volume 8.
Just be patient.
Tell me please: there are two Ange? It turns out that up to volume 7 there was a clone, but the real Ange will appear only in Volume 7?
ReplyDeleteAnd could you list: how much in the end, in this story was the NTR? I just already forgot whether the NTR was with Ange or not.