Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

Countless tables and chairs completely blocked the stairs leading up to the top.

"No way, sir~ Is this even possible?" With one hand, Exusiai flipped onto the table, carefully carrying Viktor back and forth on the desk, gradually approaching the stairs.

"Clang~ Clang~" Then, the ground suddenly felt light underfoot, and a deep pit that looked several meters deep appeared beneath them.

"Ugh~?" Her figure suddenly tilted to the side, and Exusiai fell into the deep pit.

However, the cold light emanating from the spikes rising from the bottom of the pit stung Exusiai somewhat.

"Are you serious?!" Exusiai quickly grabbed the desk with both hands, patting her skirt in lingering fear. "Ouch~ I almost got caught..."

Then, accompanied by a series of thumping sounds, countless weapons appeared on the ceiling above.

“…I expected this!” Without another word, Exusiai lifted Viktor and pulled the trigger.

Another burst of gunfire rang out, each bullet hitting the falling weapon with pinpoint accuracy, while Exusiai stepped onto the stairs.

The walk to the second floor became incredibly peaceful.

"Hey~ I didn't have to pull any tricks today." With a sigh, Exusiai patted her chest and walked towards the first classroom.

"Alright~ Junko~ and Mukuro~" Suddenly, the door was flung open.

Then, a dagger flew rapidly towards her, its force and speed suggesting it was determined to kill the woman before it.

"Ah~ Dangerous~" Then, the butt of the gun slammed into the attacker's wrist, and the dagger fell instantly.

"You're being naughty, Mukuro." Then, grabbing the attacker's wrist, Exusiai pulled him into her arms. "Well, you and Junko are just that mischievous." She raised her leg and kicked the one called Mukuro in the stomach.

"Pfft~" Sensing a girl's voice coming from under the mask, Exusiai quickly put her aside.

"Hmph...!" The dagger that had just fallen above her head had somehow been caught and was now falling towards Exusiai's head.

"So it was over there?!" Exusiai turned her gun around and aimed it at the direction above her head.

However, to her surprise, there was no sign of the attackers.

"Huh—?!" Exusiai felt the sound of the air being pierced behind her as she fired the shot that sent the falling dagger flying.

"We've fallen for your trap, Mom!" Not far away, a girl named Junko held a pistol in her hand and pulled the trigger, aiming it at Exusiai's back.

"Huh?! Yeah, right." Exusiai curled her lip, revealing a hint of disdain. "Let's get a little serious."

Suddenly, a rapier gleaming with light appeared in Exusiai's hand, slicing away the incoming bullet.

"Bang—bang—bang—" The girl pulled the trigger repeatedly as if she couldn't believe it.

"Ah~ Useless, useless, useless~" For some reason, Exusiai didn't dare to say the words "Muda" and could only replace them with "useless".

He moved the lightsaber up and down, slicing the incoming bullets to pieces.

"Wow~ Texas's blade is really useful. What do you think—" Turning her gun and sword around, Exusiai stood between the girl named Junko and Mukuro, who was trying to ambush her.

The gun was aimed at the shield's head, and the sword was pressed against the corpse's throat, while she herself seemed completely at ease.

"How about it? Have you given up?" The next moment, both the gun barrel and the sword blade disappeared from Exusiai's hand. She smiled at the two girls in front of her. "Am I a good mother?"

"...Sigh." The girl with light pink hair, adorned with a black and white hair accessory, and wearing pigtails, helplessly raised her hands. "I give up. As expected of Mom~ My sister is so useless!"

"Ugh... Eh?!" The girl named Mukuro lowered her head after hearing Junko's rebuke, looking self-conscious. "Because... Mom is just too strong."

"Alright, alright, it's time to go home." Taking Mukuro's hand, Exusiai patted her head. "Mukuro, you did a great job! Mommy has a reward for you today! But first, you have to throw away all the bombs on you!"

"Eh...re...really?!" Upon hearing about the reward, the short-haired girl quickly took off her clothes and threw away more than ten grenades. "Then, is this okay?"

"Mmm, good boy~" Holding Mukuro's hand, Exusiai turned and headed towards the door.

"Hey?!" came the girl's defiant voice from behind. "What about me?"

"Ah, right, right, and Junko too." Exusiai's slightly narrowed orange eyes widened a little after she turned around and saw Junko's posture.

The girl crossed her arms in front of her, forming a cross, and stuck out her bright red tongue.

"Hey~ Mom, if this keeps up, I'm going to throw myself into the arms of despair, okay?!" she said, looking like a rebellious girl.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around." Without another word, Exusiai took Junko's hand and placed it in her palm, then led Mukuro and Junko by the hand and walked towards the door.

"..." Staring intently at Exusiai's hand holding theirs, Enoshima Junko and Ikusa Mukuro exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes. "...Seriously, should we say she's ignorant, or does she really 'love' us?"

The three met on a rainy night. Homeless Junko and Mukuro met the woman in front of a park bench.

"Hey, big sister, I'm so hungry! Can you give me some to eat?" Clinging to Mukuro's arm, Junko flashed a mischievous grin. "It looks like it'll taste really good!"

“If this is what Junko wanted…” Picking up a stone from the ground, Mukuro pointed it at his arm. “Is one arm enough?”

Without hesitation, possessing the ultimate military talent, he'd sacrifice everything for his sister. That's what makes Mukuro Ikusaber. (He's also a masochist.)

However, seeing her now happily smiling while holding Exusiai's arm, Junko felt that perhaps it would be more appropriate to add "(Ultimate Daughter)" after her talent.

They met Exusiai, who had just finished her part-time job and was buying something from a vending machine in the park.

"Wow~ Sales at Odeji are so good today~" Exusiai touched her head and took out some change from her wallet and put it into the vending machine.

"Um, sister, why do you have a halo and wings of light?" In Junko and Mukuro's eyes, the woman was clearly not an ordinary person. The wings of light floating on her back and the halo above her head silently told them that the woman with wine-red hair in front of them was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Eh..." She was clearly taken aback when she heard the question. "You two can see... my halo and wings?" She looked at them in surprise.

Although I don't know who you are, this is a great opportunity!

Junko winked at Mukuro, then grabbed the drink that had fallen from the vending machine and ran away.

Meanwhile, Mukuro, with his talent as a super-soldier, fought Exusiai to the death, then dragged her to the safety of the shield track before escaping.

...That's how it should be.

They have always done it this way, and no one has been able to break through Warblade's defenses.

However, today... their worldview has been shattered.

Almost instantly, the wrist of the sword that was attacking her was firmly clamped, and the fleeing shield was grabbed by the back of its neck by her clothes.

"Hey~ Since you can see me, I can't let you leave~" The voice, which sounded like a demon to the two of them, made the then young Junko and Mukuro show a frightened expression.

"You... what do you want to do with us?!" The two women, who had already been kicked out, were somewhat frightened. After all, if this woman took them away, they might not even be able to call the police. "Yes, I'm sorry, sister, we didn't mean to..." As she spoke, Junko was about to hand over the drink she had snatched from Exusiai.

"Then~ let me be your mom!" Suddenly, Exusiai hugged the two girls and rubbed her cheeks against them. "You look so cute."

"Eh...Eh?!" Taken aback by the answer, Junko and Mukuro both cried out in surprise as they realized what had happened, while simultaneously pushing Exusiai's flushed face away with their hands. "Hey...you lewd pervert, get out of my way!"

"No, no~ Seeing that you two are homeless too, just tell me you want to live together! It's settled then!" The girl then knocked the two unconscious with two karate chopes and took them to her car.

In the blink of an eye... many years have passed.

Looking at her hand being held by Exusiai, feeling the comfort in her heart, Shield couldn't help but smile slightly.

Perhaps... I should also add the label of "Ultimate Daughter".

As for despair? I'll talk about that after I've enjoyed my daughter's happiness~

Holding onto this idea, when she saw that wine-red figure fall in front of her, Junko realized how foolish she had been.

“You… Monokuma…” A trembling finger pointed at the jubilant killer, and Junko’s previously contorted eyes of despair gradually cleared. “This is what you call a gift?”

"Hmm, isn't this the best gift?" The culprits—no, the culprits—each holding a sharp spear, smiled. "This way, Junko and Mukuro's dearest people will disappear from this world~ Isn't that—"

Before he could finish speaking, the black and white bear's entire body was sliced ​​in two by a beam of silver light.

"How dare you...!" It was Zhanren Mukuro, her short black hair fluttering with murderous intent. "How dare you... how dare you... how dare you hurt her—!" Silver light flashed continuously, and the body of Monokuma was split apart one by one.

Junko Enoshima, on the other hand, stood still, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly.

“Makoto Naegi…” Junko turned to look at the boy through gritted teeth.

Pointing to the principal's office on the map, Junko's blue eyes had never been so clear and beautiful.

"The real Monokuma is here!" Junko ripped off the Monokuma headdress, smashed it on the ground, and stomped on it until it was shattered. Her anger was fully expressed through her words.

"I don't care what methods you use! I don't care what methods you use!"

"Just kill this damn bear, kill it completely, leave no trace!"

"I will not interfere with your life at this school from now on!"

The girl who made such a declaration walked shakily toward the figure lying in a pool of blood.

A smile still lingered on her lips; she probably never imagined that Monokuma would suddenly break free of the shield's control and pierce her to death.

"Mom..." Holding tightly to Exusiai's cold body, only the weeping Junko and Mukuro remained in the vast hall.

"You are... the ultimate hope..." Then, nothing else came out.

Sisterly love, yet destined to part.

This is Mostima's third year at Rhodes Island. Looking at Exusiai, who is still staying in her room, Mostima suddenly feels very tired.

"Hey, Ah Neng..." The blue-haired angel reached out to take the magazine from the burgundy-haired angel's hand, but the angel easily dodged it. Raising an eyebrow, the angel continued, "So, what's the meaning of you staying in my room every day and not leaving..."

"What~" The halo above the red-haired angel lying on the sofa flashed. "It's been so long since we last met, can't I even stay here for a little while~" The black pantyhose slapped against the sofa with a soft thud.

“It’s not that it’s impossible.” Mostima was still aware of how long she had been away from her. “It’s just that you’ve been coming here every day for three years. Aren’t you tired of it?” Her azure eyes scanned Exusiai, who was tossing and turning on the sofa, acting all sulky.

"Not at all, not at all, not at all!" Exusiai seemed a little annoyed by the question. "How many times have you asked? I always say I'm not tired of it, and you still ask!"

"Ah... I see." Looking at her angry, puffed-up cheeks, Mostima's vision suddenly blurred a little, and a face that was not much different from hers gradually overlapped with Exusiai's.

—Then, blood began to flow from the top of her head.

"!" As if waking from a dream, Mostima covered her forehead, trying to banish the nightmarish scene from her mind.

"What's wrong...? Mostima?" A warm hand touched her cheek, and Exusiai's worried expression drew closer.

However, what should have made her feel happy turned into a burning sensation, like lava, on her.

"Why...why kill me?" Was it an illusion? Exusiai's face seemed to have shifted like a black and white photograph, and blood was flowing from her pupils.

"No..." Then, as if trying to shake off the nightmare completely, Mostima forcefully slapped Exusiai's hand away.

"Ah..." Exusiai just stared blankly at her hand that had been slapped away, then revealed a very sad expression. "Even if you hate me... you could have just said so..."

"No... I'm not..." Mostima opened her mouth, but found it so difficult to convey her words, and she couldn't help but bite her lip.

"I...I'm sorry." After bowing deeply, Exusiai silently left Mostima's room, leaving her lost in thought.

"What... has been wrong with me lately?" The blue-haired fallen angel, lost in thought, murmured to himself in the darkness.

Mostima has been in a mess lately. She initially declared that she "doesn't hate relationships, but she doesn't need them either," but recently, her feelings for her best friend's sister seem to be getting more and more... obvious?