'Singularity.
Remember to use Reiki O to teleport there... cough, don't get distracted! '
The student council room fell silent for a moment.
Seiji finally spoke up after he digested Summer Night's words.
"There's no way to deal with it?"
Summer Night shook her head.
"No one knows how Singularities … How did such a special existence come about?"
Everything I just said — the Sea of Karma, the whirlpool... it's all just a hypothesis. It's just that this explanation is more appropriate and widely accepted.
Yin-Yang Masters only know about the existence of singularities and what they can cause, but they don't know where they come from, nor how to deal with them.
If it's a curse... or the haunting of demons, that would indeed be our domain, but this... has already surpassed that domain. It's more like... a natural phenomenon. "
A natural phenomenon.
Just like the changing seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the appearance of rain and snow... such a natural phenomenon?
That girl was actually carrying something of such a level!?
Seiji furrowed his eyebrows.
"There's been this type of... 'Reaper's Curse' in the past, right? Then... what happened in the end? "
"This type of existence is incredibly rare, and there are very few records about it, so I'm not too sure either..." Summer Night sighed.
But suddenly, her expression changed slightly as if she had thought of something.
"There's... a legend."
"What is it?"
"It's a legend about your ancestor, Seimei Kamijou." Summer Night looked directly at Seiji Mukai's face.
"The general content of the legend... is that your ancestor met a terrifying demon that would bring terrible disasters to others. After battling with it for seven days and seven nights, he finally managed to suppress it, and spent another seventy-four days to reform it. He signed a contract with it, and it became his Spirit-branded Retainer.
This Spirit-branded Retainer was later named 'Soaring Snake.'
"It was one of the twelve high-level Spirit-branded Retainers of your ancestor, Seimei Kamijou."
Seiji was rendered speechless.
"The legend's description of that demon was very similar to the 'Reaper's Curse,' but people didn't have such a saying at the time. They all thought that anything that would bring calamity was cursed, so no one knew if it was true or not."
Natsuya blinked in surprise.
"Even if it was... the person who could suppress it and make it his Spirit-branded Retainer was your ancestor, not anyone else."
"There's only one Seimei Kamijou. There hasn't been a stronger Yin Yang Master before him, and there hasn't been one after him."
"So, it still means that there is no solution, right?" Seiji sighed.
"That's right. Although it's a pity, nobody can help her … Shika Kagura." Summer Night sighed. "Including you … Haruta Seiji."
When she said this, Summer Night looked into the young man's eyes, her eyes conveying something.
Seiji knew what it was.
"I understand," he said calmly and frankly.
Just as he had said before, there would always be times when one's strength was not enough.
He was not arrogant enough to think that he could save anyone.
Another period of time passed.
Seiji left the student council room.
After Natsuya watched him leave, she sighed once again.
She could tell that there was a hint of unwillingness hidden in his eyes, but there were some things that were truly powerless. If she forced herself, it would only …
She shook her head.
She had said everything that needed to be said. She could only hope that the young man wouldn't do anything foolish.
Besides, now wasn't the time to worry about others.
Wanhua Summer Night furrowed her eyebrows.
Her side … was the one that should be worried.
Outside of school.
A red-haired girl stood at the edge of a certain tall building with her arms crossed as she looked down at everything below her.
Shukata Hitaka.
Her eyes were currently golden, and thin red threads kept appearing on her body, drifting in the wind into the sky like a long red cloak, elegant and beautiful.
"Come out, hurry up and come out … Snow Girl …" She kept looking down, her enhanced vision constantly scanning the area.
"This time … I'll definitely catch you!"
…
For the rest of his time at school, Seiji was rather absent-minded.
Should he still go to the park tonight?
Since he was already certain that he couldn't help, there was no meaning in going.
Outside the window, rain had started to fall without him noticing. It was a pitter patter.
It was raining at this time, and he didn't know if it would continue into the night. If that was the case, it would be even worse.
It would be meaningless to go, so he decided not to go …
… No.
There was meaning!
Seiji said in his heart.
That was a promise, and a promise had to be kept.
Even if it was one-sided.
Even if … it was just a little, he wanted to let the girl who carried so much on her back feel the kindness of others.
He just needed to keep his promise.
This was what he could do, and what he should do, so he would do it.
Seiji made his decision.
…
It wasn't somewhere in school.
Shika Kagura slowly took off her clothes, and slowly put on new ones.
In the mirror, her petite, snow-white body was completely revealed. Her well-developed breasts, round buttocks, straight legs … it was an alluring beauty.
But it didn't mean anything to her.
She had always been a lonely person, so it didn't matter if she had a beautiful face … and a beautiful body.
One day, this beauty in the eyes of others would wither.
I would become the ugly appearance that I should have.
If I live to see that day.
Clothes … were worn.
Then go, according to the contract master's order.
Shika Kagura looked at herself in the mirror, and finally, slowly put on a snow-white mask.
There was nothing on the mask.
Just like her heart.
Then, she set off.
It was raining outside.
Harano Seigo said that he would wait there tonight.
It was raining, would he still wait there?
If she could go, should she go?
Thinking of the youth's face that reached out to her, her eyes rippled.
Shika Kagura couldn't make a decision.
…
At night, the rain didn't stop.
Seiji held an umbrella, walked to the park, and stood next to the swing.
Would he come or not? With this question in mind, he waited silently in the rain.
If he came, what should he say to her?
I'm sorry, the problem with your body is like a natural disaster, I can't help you, no one can help you … I can't say something like this!
Then I can only … say some comforting words?
Seiji smiled bitterly.
'As expected, I'm just an ordinary person.
Even if I have a system and a powerful cheat, at most … I can only protect myself.
Saving others is very difficult. '
He glanced at the still swing.
Once upon a time, he had fantasized about becoming a hero, but he gradually understood that heroes who could save everything didn't exist.
They couldn't exist either.
But even so, he still hoped that things would develop in a good direction, so he did what he could within his ability.
This was a very ordinary way of thinking … at least, it was the way of thinking of an ordinary person like him.
Seiji thought hard.
Even if … it would bring misfortune to others, and he could only live alone … he could still be happy.
Loneliness didn't equate to misfortune. As long as there was something he liked and something he could enjoy, he could still be happy.
Yep … just like that, let's tell Shika Kagura!
Tell her that there were all sorts of things in the world that she could like. She could find … a hobby that would make her happy for the rest of her life!
Poetry … if she didn't like it, she could read novels, and if she didn't like novels, she could read manga, anime, or watch movies or play video games. At any rate …
* Boom!!! *
There was a loud sound.
Something fell from the sky and smashed into the empty park.
Seiji was startled, and his train of thought was interrupted.
What was going on!?
He narrowed his eyes and took a closer look.
He saw a figure wearing strange clothing lying on the ground where the loud sound came from.
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