Like [Sakurakawa], Yin Jing also participated in a project when she was young.

And he... was the ninth test subject in the project, and also the only survivor of the project.

They obtained the authority called "Immortality of the Soul".

This is also the reason why he was able to successfully cross the world to get here.

You must know that all sorts of bizarre and fantastical things exist in the cracks of the world, things that normal life could never do.

This immortality slumbered with the loss of memory.

And just as he was about to perish, he was revived as his memories returned.

This is...

What were the causes and consequences of everything?

That's why Sakurai believes it was all a farce.

Anyway...

I really am a monster now.

An immortal physical body, an immortal soul, and the ability to read timelines.

This is truly a bug among bugs, Mother. Was this also part of your plan?

Two lines of tears flowed from her tightly closed eyes, eventually soaking the pillow.

I will live on, as Sakurai.

This is what you wanted, isn't it?

In his heart, Sakurai told himself this, and also told his mother in another world.

He will live a good life and gradually become stronger.

until...

Powerful enough to defeat the being that destroyed his world.

From this day forward...

I will—

To be an enemy of the [world (gods)].

......

......

Sakurai opened his eyes and turned his head away.

Then I saw an excessively beautiful sleeping face lying next to my bed.

Sakurai knew this person; she was the person Sakurai respected most since coming into this world, and her name was Kirisu Mafuyu.

During this period of amnesia, I really owe a lot to Mafuyu-nee's care.

Sakurai is still Sakurai; he hasn't changed much despite regaining his memories.

If I had to say something, it would probably be that it's become more humane compared to before.

Sakurai tapped his head and began to think.

Speaking of which...

I think Mafuyu-nee has a key to my house.

Why is Mafuyu sleeping next to me?

It was only after thinking about this that I belatedly realized it.

He seems to be...

I forgot to ask for leave.

Mafuyu-nee will probably be very angry.

I actually skipped class.

Sakurai never imagined that this type of trouble would happen to him, given his personality.

She should be the type who never considers others.

Before regaining his memories, he wouldn't have cared about this at all.

But the situation is different now.

Having been taught by his mother, he knew how to repay kindness.

Not to mention he owes Mafuyu a huge debt of gratitude.

Anyway, go and get yourself ready first.

With that thought in mind, Sakurai quietly got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom without making a sound.

For Sakurai, who has undergone training, this is the most basic "fundamental skill".

If he couldn't even do something this simple, he would have died countless times over.

Yin Jing's world is far more terrifying, more dangerous, and more... than this supernaturally invaded world we live in now.

Bizarre.

2. The girls who became guardian spirits

They paused as they entered the bathroom.

As Sakurai passed by the mirror, he couldn't help but glance at his own reflection.

Is this me?

This is who I am now.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror—a man with short black hair and golden eyes—Sakurai fell silent...

Then he lowered his head slightly.

His eyes flickered slightly.

If he remembered correctly, he was so exhausted that he went to sleep without tidying himself up.

But now, the dust that had stuck to his face from the battle had been wiped clean.

It seemed that wasn't all; Sakurai raised his hand.

His body had been wiped clean.

Even the dirt under the fingernails was cleaned thoroughly.

If he wasn't mistaken, the dress he had taken off had already been washed and was hanging out to dry on the balcony.

Did Mafuyu do it?

It seems like only she can do that.

She's such a terrible housekeeper, yet she did this much; I really have to thank her.

Mafuyu-nee must have come all this way specifically to "demand an explanation," right?

Did it really come to this?

Beneath Kirisu Mafuyu's cold exterior lies a more delicate and gentle heart than anyone else's.

Anyone who gets to marry Mafuyu-nee must be incredibly lucky.

Come to think of it, my age in my past life wasn't too different from Mafuyu-nee's.

Am I really such a sentimental person?

Looking at himself in the mirror, Sakurai, who had been silent for a long time, thought he was quite interesting.

I've been thinking about these strange things for so long.

Speaking of which...

The Aragami was still a god, even if he had fallen into the realm of the supernatural, his innate soul flame was truly remarkable.

If I hadn't remembered the past, I would have almost died without knowing why.

The Flame of the Soul, what an unreasonable power!

God of tyranny, God of fire.

Looking at his own golden, dazzling eyes in the mirror, Sakurai thought of the girls who were sacrificed to the Aragami.

As Sakurai thought this, his eyes flickered as if he had sensed something.

"I'm not a good person, but I probably can't be called a bad person either."

"Just an outlier who wants to strive to become an ordinary person."

"This is me."

Sakurai abruptly spoke these words to himself in the mirror.

"I'm sorry, I am not an omniscient and omnipotent god, nor an all-powerful savior."

"I cannot bring the dead back to life, nor can I stop the tragedies that happen all the time in this world."

"My abilities are limited."

As Sakurai spoke softly, he recalled the scene of his mother sacrificing herself in front of him to complete the ritual.

That is...

This is a scene he should never forget in his entire life.

However, this memory was forcibly sealed away by that self-centered guy at the last moment.

Annoying mysticism.

Completely disregarding the opinions and views of others.

What do you mean by "for my own good" when you yourself are not even sure if the ritual will succeed?

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