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"Go!"

Hachiman looked back at him anxiously: "Put on that elegant talisman and come with me."

"Hikigaya..."

The face on the security door had a pair of sinister eyes that darted around, scanning the area inside. It then fixed its gaze on Hachiman, letting out a piercing scream: "Nii-chan, don't go, don't leave me..."

Bang! !

The plaster on the wall cracked and fell off.

boom! !

Another sound.

The impact was incredibly strong; they felt the entire house tremble, cracks appeared in the concrete walls, and the walls all around the house rattled.

That thing is going to demolish the building!

All three of them realized this.

A door is a concept that requires a house to exist. What if we demolish the house?

"It's too late, hurry up and catch up!"

Hikigaya and Ayanokouji grabbed their coats, wrapped them around their heads, and dashed through the glass window, leaping from the seventh floor.

"...This...you're going in already? Give me some time to prepare myself! I'm a little afraid of heights—!!"

Everyone else had already jumped, and he was the only one left in the room.

Kazuma gritted his teeth, screamed "Ahhh!" and rushed out.

But that's it.

A dark shadow fell outside the window.

It was a human head with drooping hair, but the face was a completely unfamiliar one, pressed tightly against the window.

Beneath her seaweed-like black hair, sinister eyes stared intently at him; her withered lips didn't move, but she uttered a wild voice.

"Kazuma...Kazuma...Don't you love me anymore...?"

"You love me, you ugly woman, get lost."

Kazuma kicked the dead man in the face, using the momentum to leap into the air. At that moment, he felt as if he were flying.

Facing the evening breeze and the feeling of falling, he felt a strange sense of peace.

suddenly.

Amidst the two figures rising in swirling whirlwinds, Hachiman screamed, "You didn't use a Windwalker charm?!!"

Kazuma: ?

That peaceful expression, like a male protagonist in a shoujo manga feeling the evening breeze, froze instantly.

“Ahhhhh——!”

Despite his wild dancing, he still plummeted from the seventh floor like a meteorite.

A human falling from the seventh floor takes only two seconds, but those two seconds felt longer to him, and his mind began to race.

When he realized he had accomplished nothing in his life, being nothing but a freeloader, the ground was already close at hand. Suddenly, his consciousness went black, and in a daze, he saw a temple situated in the starry sky. At the very top of the temple, a solemn, elegant, and noble goddess looked down upon him with loving kindness...

"Viel (flow) ~"

"Rassiel (Azure Wind)~"

"Ferastil (Breath of Eternity)~~"

A voice, almost inhuman, rang out under the night sky, uttering a savage, ancient tone:

"Silver is the breath of the sky..."

"Aoi Ara no Kazeko..."

"Sever the path of heaven... Spin? Clang? Cut!" Reverse, streams of all things!

It sounds like singing, chanting, or performing a ritual, but it somehow feels strangely familiar.

A faint sound originating from ancient times, a cry from humanity's distant ancestors resounds.

The dazzling silver lightning, like a thunder serpent, burst forth from the fingertips of the white-clad figure high in the sky.

The invisible wind has stopped.

The gravitational pull that was pulling at the boy's body was severed...

No, it's not about severing, it's about reversing!

Amidst the expressions of "Wife, come out and see God!" from several people, even those nearby, the boy's body began to slowly rise.

No, it wasn't rising, but falling, falling towards the sky.

The gravitational pull on the boy was reversed, and the kinetic energy that had been accelerating was completely reversed.

The boy fell faster and faster into the sky, even faster than before.

Then, it stopped abruptly at the moment Roseson pointed, and floated in the void as if it had lost gravity.

"I...I'm not dead?"

Kazuma rolled over to his feet, looking completely bewildered. Then, looking at the height beneath his feet, his face turned pale.

After this experience, he's truly afraid of heights.

"Are you okay?"

Hachiman experienced the strange sensation of floating high in the air and tried to drift over.

"fine?"

Kazuma pointed pitifully at himself: "Do you look alright? My mind was racing just now, I even dreamt of a temple, and a super beautiful goddess asked me if I wanted to go on an adventure to another world..."

And... what was that just now?

He stared wide-eyed at the fading blue light between the young man's fingers.

Volume 1: Chapter 42 The Immortal Under the Moon

"That is....."

Kazuma swallowed hard, feeling that today had been incredibly exciting.

“Our commander…”

Hikigaya and Ayanokoji exchanged a glance.

It seems they were really terrified; their reaction was so slow, and they've even started talking nonsense.

but....

"Hello... I am Kiyotaka Hikigaya, oops, I mean, Hachiman Hikigaya."

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.."

Ayanokouji glanced at Hikigaya, who seemed nervous about making friends.

“Uh... I am Kazuma Sato.”

Kazuma also extended his hand, and the three of them smiled knowingly.

A boy is a man too.

Men who click can become friends even if they just share a table at a street food stall, let alone a life-and-death bond.

At this time.

"So you can go now? Although I can't hold on for much longer."

Rosser's lazy voice rang out.

The three of them turned around and looked.

Under the moonlight, the man in the moon-white robe held a cup of sake in one hand, while the other hand was naturally extended, its fingers gleaming with a soft light.

Directly ahead, swirling air currents roared up from the ground, enveloping the entire apartment building. Wisps of black light could be faintly seen struggling to break through the whirlwind barrier, but to no avail.

There's absolutely no indication you won't last long!

The three of them simultaneously complained to themselves.

However, he didn't dare show the slightest impropriety, instead bowing and scraping: "Hi, hi, hi!"

no way.

Even with such understated elegance, this epic and awe-inspiring scene caught Ayanokouji off guard, causing him to feel his heart and soul tremble.

“Very good. Then pay attention to following behind me and using the air currents I create to fly. This way, your Windwalking Talisman can be extended by two minutes.”

In short, once the talisman's magic power is exhausted, immediately take another one; there's no need to conserve it.

The moment Rosser uttered his last word.

Boom.

The whirlwind that had enveloped the entire apartment suddenly shattered, turning into wisps of chaotic air that drifted away with the wind.

"Keep up..."

The wind came alive.

A lively, spirited group surrounded Rosser, lifting his body and gliding him.

Like a feather, under the moonlight, riding the wind and stepping on the moonlight, it seemed like a wisp of wind, gliding away in the moonlight.

Speeding like lightning, riding the wind!

“————!”

Hachiman had already tried it and knew how to glide using the wind. Now, taking advantage of the airflow created by Rosser, he caught up almost instantly.

However, he is not yet proficient and needs to use stepping to barely get used to it.

Ayanokouji calmly pondered for a while.

Is it actually like migratory birds, relying on the air currents created by lead birds during their migration?

Sure enough, feeling the wind swirling around him, he took a step forward, spread his arms, leaned forward, and followed Hachiman in the next moment.

"No...don't leave me behind! I haven't gotten on the bus yet!!!"

Kazuma panicked.

suddenly.

He felt a chilling coldness coming from behind him, and his whole body stiffened instantly.

No way..., right?

Sure enough, in the reflection from the opposite building, they could see the opening in the room they had rushed out of, and the pale face of the unfamiliar woman, Takahashi Miwako, was quietly watching him.

not only that.

On the eighth floor, the rooftop, next door... throughout the entire apartment building, stiff, lifeless faces emerged from the darkness, all staring at him.

Puddles of thick, black liquid, so dark it didn't reflect light at all, poured down from their clothes, seemingly endless, surging forth like towering waves roaring down from the apartment building.

In a daze, countless faces of teenagers, young people, and the elderly, suffering and screaming, emerged from the black tide.

"Hiss~~!"

A chill ran from Kazuma's tailbone up to the top of his head.

Could those faces be those of victims? If he were swallowed, would he also...?

"Aaaaaaah, move for Kazuma-sama!!!"

midair.

Kazuma was like swimming in the deep sea, his limbs moving so fast they seemed to leap up and down, like a giant toad flapping its wings in the sky.