Chapter 1 - First Shrine Visit of the Year
Legends tell that the amount of money you offer into a saisen-box doesn’t seem to correlate with fortune. Although simply throwing a 5-yen coin can bring about good luck. 1
However, tossing in six of those could lead to an ungratified destiny - thus is the meaning behind that myth. The 500-yen coin, having the highest nominal value, is meaningless to offer, carrying an excessive hundredfold of the original value. 2
Well, the impartial gods wouldn't judge someone based on how much he or she offered, so anyone proffering a ¥10 000 note in exchange for a beneficial omen or prognostication would likewise end up with unfulfilled wishes.
Nevertheless, Shidou, being a senior high school student, hadn't the slightest notion of putting forth such a huge sum of money. Frankly, he was grateful for the deities’ benevolence and paid his respects by throwing in a 5-yen coin and ringing the bell that gave a clank-like sound.
“.....”
He closed his eyes and made a wish.
Actually, for the almighty divinities situated inside the temple to grant worshippers their aspirations, such a possibility was not to be considered. Although there are 8 million deities that originate from Japan, it assigns people to gather the various wishes of worshippers onto a single deity's domain, this cruel legend.
However, Shidou did not bother to mull over the significance behind praying.
Aspirations, demands, and aims are things that everyone possesses. Such vivid circumstances also arise in everyday life.
Naturally, examinees and girls in love often portray their own wishes, but these kinds of people ought to live in happiness. Very few people who find themselves in turmoil and confronting adversity will ponder over their problems. Healthy people will unlikely be inclined to depend on themselves and those with wealth will not prefer to scrape a meager living with such aspirations.
Even though these are all extreme instances, everyone has their own subconscious bliss, therefore Shidou earnestly hoped.
The joy you feel now can last forever.
“...Phew”
Shidou gently exhaled and opened his eyes. Observing either of his sides, Shidou glanced at the girls who were praying in suit. Tohka stood to his right while Origami, Kaguya, and Yuzuru where to his left.
Everyone there attended Raizen High School and they are all also Spirits who had been previously sealed by Shidou. Resplendent kimonos which gleamed under the sun decorated the attires of said devotes. They, together with Shidou, prayed for a rather long period of time, unknown of what each other were actually praying for.
“Un.”
As he wondered about that enigma, beside him Tohka unraveled her dark crystalline eyes. Her bundle of long black hair, the color of the night, which glistened beneath the sunshine was softly brushed aside her cheeks.
“Oh, have you waited for long, Shidou?”
“It's alright. What did you wish for?”
“Umu, I want to eat a lot of delicious food this year!”
“Haha, that's true,”
It was indeed a Tohka-like wish. Faced with such thoughts Shidou couldn't help but to think over tonight's menu. However, Tohka continued.
“And one more wish.”
“Yeah?”
“I hope I can stay together with Shidou and everyone else forever.”
Tohka said that while emanating a sunny smile. Shidou momentarily widened his eyes.
“Aah, that's right” he giggled and nodded.
As if in tandem, the Yamai sisters - Kaguya and Yuzuru - shifted towards Shidou after completing their worship.
“Oh, what did you all wish for?”
As Shidou asked, Kaguya, who wore a kimono with alternating colors of orange and black, made a commanding gesture with her hand.
“Wish? Kuku… and I thought thou implied otherwise. To conquer this miniscule plot of land to the extent of a deity's prowess was something I sought for long ago. Nevertheless, whosoever remains under my awe forsooth tremble and shudder.”
“Disclosure. Lies, Kaguya undoubtedly whispered, ‘I hope to ascend the stairs of adolescence this year, just now.”
“Could you stop saying that in a serious-like tone?! I obviously vocalized my desire to impart on a date with Shidou――”
Without finishing, Kaguya responded with a slight tremor on her shoulders.
Shidou scratched his now blushing cheek, having heard his name being mentioned, and stirred away from their line of sight.
“No uhh… I’ll consider that.”
“ ..... ! “
Seeing Kaguya’s face redden, Yuzuru smirked, “Smile. That'd be great.”
“Ahhh… really…”
The now teary-eyed Kaguya began to playfully pound Yuzuru’s back.
“Withdrawal. It hurts... Kaguya.”
“Hey now, don't trouble someone else.”
Shidou forced a grin and stopped the pair.
Their current location was a shrine in the vicinity of the Itsuka household. Although it was still the 4th of January, the liveliness and excitement over the last three days had somewhat died down. Nonetheless, several people could still be seen here and there visiting the shrine. Kaguya also noticed her face regaining its color after regulating her breathing.
“...Ok. Me thinks my composure hast returned. I need not remind thee that I possess dark magical recoverability.”
“Sure you do. Well then, let’s get going.”
As everyone started to leave the shrine, Shidou noticed that there was still one more girl standing in prayer with palms held together before the shrine.
A girl dressed in a pure white kimono adorned with paper crane motifs - Origami was still piously praying and muttering incantations.
“Origami?”
“Time is truly everlasting. What did thou pray for?” Kaguya curiously approached
Origami and leaned closer to her ear.
“ ….. ! “
The nearing Kaguya caught wind of Origami’s words and her previously flushed face instantly turned even more flushed with a surge of blood rushing to her cheeks, retreating afterwards at full speed.
“Ka-Kaguya?”
“Muuu.. what did Origami say?”
Tohka decided to walk over to the person in question with a perplexed expression.
Kaguya panicky rushed over to prevent any loss of innocence.
“Wait! You can't! It's too early for Tohka!”
“Muu…..?”
“J-just what in the world did you wish for, Origami.”
Seeing Kaguya all panic-stricken, Shidou took a deep breath and wiped his perspiration. At that time, Origami advanced towards them.
“Are you done, Origami?”
“.....”
As if in response to Shidou’s question, Origami remained silent and rubbed her belly before giving Shidou a thumbs up.
“Preparations complete.”
“For what?!”
As Shidou lamented with a hand on his forehead, he exhaled.
“Anyway, there are people queuing. Let's go.”
The Spirits all agreed and Shidou apologized to the other worshippers waiting behind them for the ruckus they created. They turned back and left the saisen-box.
After reaching a sparser area they observed their surroundings.
“Uuh, I wonder where did Kotori and the others go......?”
Not long after, Shidou spotted the figure of his sister Kotori. Although they had originally planned to visit the shrine together, due to the limited size of the saisen-box, the number of people allowed was fixed. As a result, they had no other choice but to split up.
“Hey Onii-chan~~~.”
A familiar voice called out from behind. And as though his imagination realized, Kotori and the others appeared with something enthralling in hand. Beside him, Tohka shook her head with uncertainty.
“Muu? Kotori? What are you guys doing?” This was also futile, however.
Where Kotori stood lay a long conference table. The Spirits who came to revere, with pens in hands, seemed to be scribbling something.
“Hmm.”
Currently equipped with her white ribbons, Kotori was wearing a fiery red kimono and picked up the wooden cuboids beside her hands. The topmost punctured part was used to hoist said miniature planks with a knot.
“Ooh what's this?”
“It's a wishing plaque. If you write your wishes on it, they will come true.” 3
“What! Really?!”
Tohka’s eyes emitted a glimmering shine.
“First the star festival, then the prayers just now, and now this - I didn't know so many methods existed to materialize wishes, life's good!”
“Ahaha… well, even though they may not really come true, don't expect much,”
Shidou replied back with a grin.
“Umu, I know, Mr. God has his work cut out for him.”
Tohka wriggled with enthusiasm, her eyes fixed on Shidou’s. Looking over to the Yamai sisters, Shidou noticed that their expressions were similar to Tohka’s.
“Since this is a rare opportunity, let's all give it a try.”
Shidou made a wry smile.
“Yay!”
The Spirits all gave out a collective cheer.
Elated to such a degree, Shidou didn't want to ruin the mood thus he obtained wooden wishing plaques for everybody.
“Let's move to a quieter place to write.”
“Umu.”
Tohka and the others picked up the pens provided on the table. Shidou too did the same, yet he turned towards the group of Spirits that had already been writing theirs.
“That's very nice, Yoshino.”
Shidou peered into Yoshino’s plaque, and espied a cutely drawn rabbit wearing an eye-patch on the right half of the plaque.
“T-Thank you very much......”
Yoshino’s cheeks turning a bright shade of red due to her bashfulness. Today, her apparel consisted of a light emerald green kimono, in addition to elegantly tied hair. It looked as if she was a bit more mature than usual.
Ufufu, don't you agree? Shidou-kun sure knows it.”
Incidentally, the puppet fixated on Yoshino’s left hand began to move its mouth. Its cotton outfit resembled that of Yoshino’s kimono, and its appearance was no different from the picture drawn on her plaque.
Aah, it isn't a big deal. With this such a cute plaque, even the gods would fancy it.”
Hearing Shidou’s words, Yoshino couldn't help but giggle, albeit very softly.
“Ah… but Natsumi-san’s and Nia-san’s wishing plaques are also… wonderful.”
Yoshino pointed towards that direction as she observed.
“Eh?”
Shidou gazed in astonishment.
A short distance away from the group, two girls were composing something on their wishing plaques together. However, the ambience which encircled them was entirely different.
The petite girl in a dark green kimono and the girl covered in a down-filled coat wearing glasses were in the process of applying distinct colors in drawing lovely personifications of schoolgirls. In fact, there was nothing bewildering about this activity alone; however, the pair, rather than being regular visitors to the shrine, resembled more to professional mangakas rushing manuscripts just before an impending deadline. 4
Moreover, their drawings have superseded even expert standards. Rumors say that one of them is really a professional. They’d unavoidably attract attention.
“Hey - the both of you.”
Only after perceiving his voice do Natsumi and Nia finally notice Shidou’s presence.
“ ….. ! “
“Oh, Boy. You're too slow.”
Natsumi, suddenly shocked, hurriedly brushed her hair up whereas the plain Nia only fixed her eyeglasses’ position, and a smile formed on her face.
“Haha......it looks very impressive. As expected from a pro.”
Nia stiffened her chest.
“Well for the time being I can only draw like this, it's simpler.”
Opposite to her, Natsumi only revealed an unwilling expression and concealed her drawing altogether.
“.... I just drew because Nia let me, not because I wanted to ….”
“Hehe, you've gone this far and still refuse to admit it? Merely moments ago we were just discussing about the plot advancements for our manga side by side, weren't we?”
“When did I say that?! And what's a plot advancement for god’s sake?!”
Natsumi exclaimed unbearably as Nia just laughed it off and faced Shidou afresh.
“Well regardless, in practice little Natsumi has a great future. To be honest I even want her to be my own personal assistant. How about it? I’ll pay you a salary of course. If you're interested I can even introduce you to my editor.”
“No, I'm not too captivated. So what about Natsumi?”
“Eh? You see, when I first befriended little Natsumi here, she didn't possess an innate artistic talent.”
“Hm, I don't feel like there's any connection between those.”
Sweat dripped from Natsumi’s face, and Nia didn't seem to hear what Shidou had said.
Yet she proceeded to embrace her arms in a rueful manner.
“Anyway, talking about Natsumi, if you combine Natsumi and nut you get the sensation of being protected, don't you? Just like slightly prying open a crack on a pistachio.” 5
“...Pffff”
As a matter of fact, such an imagery of Natsumi isn't that difficult to picture, Shidou unconsciously let out a chuckle.
“.....”
Natsumi stared at Shidou *jiii~~~*. He surreptitiously coughed a couple of times before turning towards Nia.
“C-Compared to that, are you really okay with it, Nia? It seems that <Ratatoskr> had prepared a kimono for you to wear….”
Shidou looked at her ordinary attire, though she waved it away shortly after.
“Ah... um, I once wore one of those before, it was rather inconvenient to move in. And also I was practically working backstage all the time, so to be able to see everyone in such brilliant dresses satisfies me enough.”
“Is that so? But I think that one suits you very well.”
For some reason, after listening to him, Nia widened her eyes.
“Heh, heh, heh, already flirting with lovely Nia this early in the year? Fascination deserves to be worldly renowned and fathomed by every man. Could thou be thy legendary ‘Hero that saves the Princess’?”
“Uh, ah, no, this isn't what you think!”
“So that's how it is. Boy has a kimono fetish, eh? Does ogling skin exposed between the kimono slits arouse you? Alright then, I’ll give you this.”
While speaking explicit stuff, Nia reached into her pocket for an already finished wishing plaque and handed it to Shidou.
“Um what's this, so you've already made another one… huh this is?!”
The plaque in his sight had obscured Shidou’s words from coherence.
Of course, it had to be this. On the plaque was a picturesque drawing of a very pretty girl wearing a kimono, intertwined with a boy. This illustration was simply unsuitable for children and feigned a mature age warning. Not only that, beside it wrote, ‘I hope to encounter an opportunity to experience such sensations… - Nia.’ What a specific wish.
“N-Nia.. what is this?!”
“Oh that? Actually I wanted to hang that one up... but your bad-tempered imouto-chan said that it would offend public decency and didn't let me. So I’m giving it to you now.”
“You….”
Cold sweat exuded from Shidou’s forehead as everyone intently stared at the item held in his hands. He could do naught but store it in his bag quickly. Nia subtly grinned at his predicament.
“Moving on, I’m serious about Natsumi’s case. Ah, you come too, Boy.”
“Me? I’m not that skilled in drawing.”
“No…no, an assistant’s work doesn't pertain to only drawing manga. Preparing food, washing clothes, sweeping the floor and what not is also included. Rather than a helper, it's more of a husband’s job. Oh, that's not such a bad idea, let's get married Boy.”
“No thanks...” replied Shidou.
“Well, I could really use an aide. Not only for manga, occasionally, I would be able to hug Natsumi for H-material!”
“Wha...”
“Hiiiiiii?!” 《Your fate is sealed, Natsumi.》
Having heard Nia’s indifferent declaration, Shidou and Natsumi were taken aback, halting their breaths. Although it was a habitual joke of hers, the person involved was present right in front of them.
The next second, sounds of footsteps could be heard *tap tap tap*. With a rustle of skirts, a girl in a kimono appeared at the table.
“Darling~, what are you talking about?? I think I heard Natsumi-san’s name being mentioned perversely.”
The girl with a slender stature approached them, while her eyes emanating an electrifying sparkle.
“M-Miku?!”
Her sudden appearance caused Shidou to glare in awe. She was one of the Spirits whose spirit power Shidou had sealed, and simultaneously one of the mere handful of popular idols, Izayoi Miku. However, from her present state it looked as if she had broken away from showbiz and entered a whole new world.
“Ahh, could it be that you were discussing who gets to be Nia-san’s assistant? If Darling and Natsumi-san are going then I'm going too!! With more than three people we can definitely make something good!”
“Really? That'll be great help. But, Mikki you're an idol. Your wages should be quite expensive...”
“No problem! I don't need any salaries; I'll even donate some money!”
Miku affirmed as she gave a thumbs up.
Abruptly, Miku felt something tug on her body and turned around, only to discover Kotori and Tohka were pulling her legs in hopes of making her fall.
“Yeah, yeah. In any case, don't run into eccentricity since you're still an idol,”
As Kotori said this, she had already inconspicuously changed to her black ribbons some time ago.
“Muu... don't be so willful Miku.”
Miku struggled, “Aww... Kotori-san and Tohka-san are so mean~.”
Mu, Miku, don't struggle too much!”)
“H-hey, wait, it's dange――”
“Wai―”
The table lost its balance and toppled over, taking with it the three people as well. Shidou extended his hand to support them, but in vain. He too surrendered to the force of gravity and entered the entanglement with the others, collapsing on the ground altogether.
“Ouch… is everyone okay? Huh…what’s this?” That was bound to happen. Shidou found himself lying atop Tohka, pressing onto her kimono.
“Wh-what are you doing Shidou?!”
“Aahh s-sorry!”
“Aah~! It's unfair that only Darling and Tohka-san get to have fun! Either one is fine, but please swap places with me!
All the commotion attracted Nia, who was sitting nearby, to come over. She picked up a plaque which fell out from Shidou’s pocket and compared the drawing with his state of affairs.
“Seriously? This shrine's blessings are incredible......”
Shidou’s and Tohka’s position shared a striking resemblance with her illustration. “ “This is not the time to say that......! Uuh.....here, could you stand up, Tohka?” “Uuuuu..”
Tohka, her face now imitating a bright red cherry, grasped onto Shidou’s hand and up righted herself. After apologizing to nearby worshippers, Shidou returned the desk to its former state.
“Really… be careful.”
“Sorry~. I’ll make sure to fall on top of Kotori-san next time.” “.....”
Kotori remained speechless.
Catching sight of the scene, Nia gave out a chuckle
“Ahaha, I’ll never get tired of watching this.” “It's not funny...” said Shidou exhaustively. Nia grabbed her pen and resumed her work.
“Looks like the plaques here are really effective. Alright then, I wish - ‘Boy will be my bride.’”
“Even if it's just a joke shouldn't I be the husband?!”
Nia’s pen continued to wander her canvas regardless of Shidou’s protest. “Haha, excuse me. Now where should I hang this…..”
“.....”
Putting back her pen, Nia stood up.
“....Eh? What's with this headache.…?”
A sudden dizziness struck her out of nowhere and she momentarily lost control of her body.
“Nia! What's wrong?”
Shidou instinctively reached out his arm to assist her. With her body steadily losing strength, Nia managed to let out a weak smile, “Ara...how prince-like of you... Boy.”
“Never mind that, are you really fine? We better head back and rest,” Shidou suggested with concern.
“Don't mind me. How can I let everyone worry about me on this ‘Otome game’-like Valentine’s Day?”
Nia shrugged her shoulders and Kotori’s voice was emitted from behind Shidou.
“What are you saying, up until yesterday you were confined to a wheelchair… one is available at all times for any emergencies. If you're feeling uncomfortable anywhere you can inform us so we can at least give you a full-body checkup.”
“Kyaaa no way! Imouto-chan worries too much, I'm fine really. Being rightfully embraced by Boy here after pretending to faint has a pretty good effect. You should give it a try too, imouto-chan.”
Kotori furrowed her eyebrows, and Nia proceeded with hanging her wishing plaque. Watching her silhouette, Kotori sighed.
“Really... such a solemn subject reverted so quickly...”
Nia never really did ascertain thoroughly, maybe she disliked heavy atmospheres. She always extricated herself from such situations with a jest. That being said, Kotori feeling anxious about Nia was excusable. No matter what, a few days ago Nia was indeed tethering on the very verge of succumbing to death.
“.....”
Recollecting the events which occurred on the 31st of December, Shidou was still fuming with rage and gritted teeth till this very day. On that day, under DEM industries’ command, Nia was forcibly inversed and deprived of her Sephira crystal. Had Shidou and the others not been there, Nia wouldn't have been able to sit here today. However, her survival was not grounds for relief. The enemy had acquired inverse Nia’s Demon King - <Beelzebub>, which would do naught but augment DEM industries’ assaults on
Spirits in the future. This was also one of the reasons why Shidou wished for their days to remain peaceful forever.
There was something else on Shidou’s mind.
“Kotori, about that...”
“Yeah.”
“We carried out a few investigations but were unable to verify it.”
Shidou shut his eyes and answered.
“I see.” He couldn't cease thinking about what Nia had said on New Year's Day.
“Pure Spirits? But aren't all Spirits formerly humans?”
In the small hours before the 1st of January, on the rooftop of a building, whilst sitting on a wheelchair Nia said thus.
The surroundings sank into silence. Those who were truly dazed by Nia’s words, those who conjectured the truth behind these utterances, as well as those who solely went with the flow; although their reactions were subtly distinctive, everyone was without a doubt dumbfounded.
Spirits - living existences which critically cause exceptional calamities. Their raisons d’être are unknown; but are confirmed to be the cause of spacequakes, an acknowledged phenomenon in today's world.
Kotori, Miku, and Origami can serve as examples of humans absorbing Sephira crystals and transforming into Spirits. As far as Shidou knew, Spirits could be distinguished from humans, but examples were just examples.
But Nia’s statement contradicted all that. If it was something worth investigating then Shidou and the others wouldn't be confused. Pure spirits like Tohka are different from former humans like Kotori; they didn't have the slightest inkling about this world when they first emerged. Although there are those like Natsumi, Kaguya and Yuzuru who have adapted to living here, they adjusted only after gaining timeless experiences and intellect from traversing between both worlds; hence fitting in with humans.
Shidou couldn't just ignore Nia’s doubt. Although she was robbed of her Sephira crystal, and thus drastically losing a major part of her power, Nia still possessed her omniscient angel <Rasiel>. More importantly, Nia could gather all the information she wanted, consequently being able to trace Shidou and the other Spirits’ pasts.
Shidou swallowed. If what Nia says is true, then the Spirits he deemed to be pure Spirits until now were ----
“What's wrong? Sorry, did I startle you?”
Nia broke the silence as Shidou was immersed in his thoughts.
“......hm?” The possibilities left Shidou stupefied.
“Oh what is it, Nia?”
“In manga we call this ‘the soulless truth’.”
Nia said while pouting and sticking out her tongue *bleh~*.
Shidou remained despondent for a few seconds before standing up and releasing and deep breath.
“You...”
“Ehehe, sorry, sorry. Although I'm just guessing based on my own circumstances, this entire Spirit hypothesis isn't so amusing, eh?”
Seeing the carefree girl, Shidou once again loosened a breath. Kotori and the other Spirits, who were hearing this for the first time, also put on a similar expression.
“Time to go home. It's quite cold out here.”
Kotori shrank back her shoulders and the other Spirits all nodded. Everyone went back inside and Shidou pushed Nia’s wheelchair like how he always did.
Then Nia turned back her head and whispered to Shidou.
“Boy, come to my room later.”
“Eh?”
Hearing her unbecoming somber tone, Shidou suspected that something was out of place.
Nia immediately resumed her unusual disposition.
“What's the matter, Boy? If it's that cold then quickly enter. Is it possible that you're expecting someone to warm you up using their body?” While speaking, Nia demonstrated by hugging herself and writhing on the wheelchair.
“.....”
Shidou rephrased her sentences as if he had misheard, eventually pushing the wheelchair into the indoors.
-- Approximately one hour later.
After the Spirits had all returned to their mansion, Shidou walked over to Nia’s ward through Ratatoskr’s underpass alone. Confirming the room number, Shidou knocked on the door.
“Please come in~.”
“Nia, I'm here. What did you--”
Shidou stopped his words midway as he entered the room. Because the room had another person.
“Kotori? What are you doing here?”
Sitting on the chair beside the bed was Kotori, with her favorite lollipop in her mouth.
“Ahh, I told imouto-chan to come, since she's the commander here. I thought it'd be easier to explain to the both of you.”
“What did you want to say?”
Kotori flicked the lollipop in her mouth.
“It's about earlier just now, right?”
“About the topic of Spirits originally being humans? I thought that was a joke.”
“Yeah, I don't think it'd be appropriate to talk about it in front of them. That was just a cover up I thought of. Consider it a courtesy to previous matters.”
Nia poked out her tongue.
“Like the story of the boy who cried wolf.”
“Oh ho, Boy likes to wolf down H-stuff.”
“I see, so that's how it is.”
Shidou felt as if he was already accustomed to Nia’s manner of speech owing to the fact that he heard her tsukkomis nearly every day. On the other hand, this directly conveyed a single fact. 6
“That means… everything you said just now is true?”
“Yup. Not completely though, because there's something you need to comprehend. The all-knowing angel <Rasiel> isn't genuinely omniscient.”
“..What?!”
“Let me elaborate in order.”
Just when Nia intended to explain, the door flung open. Shidou thought it was strange that the medical staff would visit this late. He looked up to identify who it was, and astonished himself.
“Origami! Mana!”
Origami, who was also together with Nia on the roof earlier, appeared together with
Mana, who was wearing a patient’s robe similar to that of Nia’s.
“Why are the both of you here? Or did Nia call you too?”
Origami quietly shook her head.
“No, I wasn't summoned here. What Nia said just now felt somewhat dubious, so I came here to seek proof. That's all.”
She looked at Nia who exaggeratedly pressed against her chest with both hands.
“Heee... This impression of ganging up against Nia-chan is making her heart burst!”
Mana said this after Origami’s long period of stillness.
“.....”
“A moment ago when I went to the restroom I recognized Nii-sama’s shadow and I wanted to clear up something… so I decided to follow you. Unexpectedly I met Master
Sergeant Tobiichi along the way.”
Nia then raised her voice.
“Wait a minute. What did you just say?”
“Eh? There were some things I wanted to clear up with…”
“No No! Not that! What did you say before that?”
“I saw Nii-sama?”
“NII-SAMA?!”
Nia tranced into absent mindedness akin to a heavenly clergy and put her palms together.
“Excellent! Nii-sama! Such an honorific has only manifested twice in reverie! This is my first time! Ne, neee~, say it again a few more times!”
“So disgusting…”
Mana feigned repugnance and retreated a few steps back. Shidou then decided it was a good time to introduce them.
“This is Honjou Nia. She's a professional mangaka and a Spirit. Although her powers were sealed just yesterday, a lot of things happened and she had to be placed under intensive care.”
“Hello~~”
Nia greeted as she waved her hand.
Mana bowed and initiated her self-introduction. “I’m Takamiya Mana, Nii-sama’s sister and presently a wizard. Although I fought for Ratatoskr before, Kotori-san is currently imprisoning me as you can see.”
“Wait a moment. Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't like it when people flaunt their superiority!”
Kotori resentfully folded her hands and seemed to mind Nia’s words.
“Boy’s sister?”
“Didn't you shout ‘Nii-sama’ just now?”
“Ah sorry, whenever I hear that phrase I keep getting so flustered that I forgot about it.”
“.....”
Shidou had a déjà vu look on his face.
“But that doesn't match. Isn't Boy’s surname ‘Itsuka’? Don't tell me it's a complicated family relationship? Or perhaps Boy is a siscon and forced you to call him ‘Nii-sama’?”
“How did it come to this?!”
Nia laughed ridiculously at the siblings’ embarrassment.
“Don't you think ‘Nii-sama’ is such an adorable form of addressing him?”
“Eh? Does it sound awkward?”
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