Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

In the very center of that walled-off property, there stood a rural building with a strong Japanese style.

"here it is?"

The surrounding scenery was so familiar. Although he had only seen it twice, Makoto Haramura could never forget such a distinctive building.

This is the space that connects him and the White Demon.

Is that what White Yaksha meant by the depths of his consciousness?

"So, the voice we just heard really was the White Demon's voice?"

"That's right, it's us."

The space in front of Haramura Makoto suddenly distorted, and a silver-haired, golden-eyed little girl with two demon horns on her head, wearing a black kimono with blue trim, who looked exceptionally delicate and cute, appeared directly in front of Haramura Makoto.

"White Demon, is this your true form?"

Makoto Haramura opened his mouth in surprise.

This is different from when he first came to this world. Back then, the White Yaksha was just a consciousness and couldn't help him with anything.

Furthermore, by giving Makoto Haramura a video of a dragon from a miniature garden, his already weakened consciousness became even weaker.

However, the body of the White Yaksha here has become incredibly solid.

It is a real body, not a condensation of consciousness.

This is quite obvious.

"This is our true form."

"Kid, I didn't expect to see you so soon."

White Yaksha raised her small hand, opening the iron fan in her hand to cover the corners of her mouth that were turning up.

"What does it mean?"

"I was just about to ask that."

He still remembered the words that White Demon said before he fell into a coma.

"Also, I remember I was in the process of breaking through something, so why did I end up here?"

"You have indeed made a breakthrough."

"You're here because you broke through."

The paper fans snapped together, and the White Demon smiled eerily.

The eerie Makoto Haramura couldn't help but shiver.

"The power system you are currently using, once it breaks through, should be called a demonic thing."

"A system that has broken free from the shackles of fate and allowed power to develop normally."

Next, White Demon gave Haramura Makoto a detailed explanation of what a demon is.

"So, I'm a demon now?"

Makoto Haramura seemed somewhat pleased.

Actually, he hesitated a bit when he first chose to use the power of this world.

The fact that magical abilities in this world, while powerful, cannot be trained or increased, made him hesitant.

Later, he made up his mind to solve the problem of magic growth in other worlds.

Unexpectedly, there's been a pleasant surprise.

But to everyone's surprise, the White Demon gave a cold laugh.

"Who said you're a demon?"

Chapter 129 The True Awakening

"Who said you're a demon?"

White Yaksha sneered and patted Noel's chest with her small hand.

"You haven't forgotten that the gift card I gave you only said it would give you the power to simulate this world's system. When did I ever say I would turn you into someone from this world?"

"..."

"Yup!"

As time went by, he himself even forgot what the White Demon had said when he gave him the gift card.

No, it wasn't that he forgot; it was that he didn't understand what the White Demon meant at the time.

He believed that the White Demon had transformed him into a swordsman of this world, assimilating him into this world.

But that's not actually the case. How could someone of White Yaksha's level possibly look down on the power of this world?

"Then what about my awakening?"

"I really feel like I've broken through something?"

This is what Makoto Haramura is currently wondering about.

White Yaksha said he didn't have the constitution of a swordsman, but he used his sword to cleave open the gate of fate that imprisoned him.

To Haramura Makoto's question, Shiroyasha simply chuckled.

"Over such a long period of time, have you noticed any difference between yourself and a normal swordsman?"

"different--"

This is not a questionable matter; after so long, he must have become aware of his own special characteristics.

These have all stood the test of time.

"I will not be affected by fate. Shinomiya Amane's ability to interfere with fate is useless against me."

Yes, that's the first point of doubt.

Even Stella, the possessor of the world's strongest magic, is affected by Shinomiya Amane.

They couldn't do anything to Shino Palace Amane, but he was completely unaffected.

That's why he was able to kill Shinogumi Amane.

"Good, continue."

White Yaksha nodded.

"—emmm!"

After thinking for a moment, Makoto Haramura continued.

"My resistance to fire abilities?"

In any case, if he were forced to think about it again, he would eventually come up with this answer.

So far, with Stella's strength increasing rapidly every day, why is Makoto Haramura still able to maintain a firm grip on Stella?

In terms of magic, Makoto Haramura is not as powerful as Stella.

In terms of strength, Makoto Haramura is no match for Stella, this humanoid dragon.

In other words, the sophistication of his moves is superior to Stella's.

If you really think about it, it's a 50/50 situation.

Unfortunately, Stella never won against him even once.

The fundamental reason is that Stella's fire powers are useless against him. No matter how high the temperature of the flames, they feel like a gentle breeze on his face. When Stella fights him, all she can rely on is his immense strength.

This is equivalent to Stella's superpowers being directly halved.

"Resistance?"

"If you insist on saying it that way, then there's nothing wrong with it."

White Demon pursed his lips, crossed his arms, and looked completely unperturbed.

"But to be more precise, fire should have been your ability."

"Now, combine the abnormalities in your body with the worldview of the miniature garden, and use your imagination to envision your identity."

"Combined with the worldview of sandplay therapy?"

Makoto Haramura muttered to himself as he began to think hard.

The power of fire is not subject to the interference of fate...

Gradually, an answer that was hard to believe came to Makoto Haramura's lips. His lips twitched, and he looked at the White Demon with disbelief.

"White Demon, could I be your son?"

He remembered it quite clearly; the White Demon had told him that he was originally a being from the Little Garden.

They only traveled through time a second time under the guidance of the White Yaksha.

"puff--"

White Yaksha spat it out in one gulp.

"Ahahahaha——"

She was laughing so hard she was almost crying; you could tell she was genuinely happy.

"Oh dear, I can't take it anymore, my stomach is cramping from laughing so much."

"It's not impossible for you to be my son, but if that woman heard that, she'd probably be furious."

"It's such a pity that this sentence wasn't recorded."

The answer is incorrect.

Judging from Shiroyasha's reaction, you can tell that his answer was not only wrong, but ridiculously wrong.

"Kid, do you really think your superpower comes from my gift card?"

"That is merely a part of what unleashes your power, manifesting it in an incomplete form through the Blademaster system of this world, using Spirit Armor."

"Let me give you one last hint."

White Demon reopened her folding fan and gently tapped Haramura Makoto's shoulder with the tip of the fan.

With a dizzying sensation, the two were transported directly to a Japanese-style room inside a house located in this space.

Then, White Demon pointed to the mirror on the wall.

"Look at the state you've become."

"appearance?"

Completely meaningless, what changes could there be in appearance? It's just that it looks a bit miserable.

He just got a beating from Edelweiss; what else could he possibly be doing but looking a bit pathetic?

However, since Shiroyasha had already spoken, Haramura Makoto obediently walked to the mirror.

However, when he looked into his own eyes in the mirror, Makoto Haramura was stunned.

"This is...me?"

Makoto Haramura's words were filled with insecurity and doubt.

His originally dark brown short hair had turned into a bright golden yellow, and his originally dark pupils had turned into scarlet blood eyes.

Her face looks fine, there haven't been any major changes, but she inexplicably feels much more refined.

"How did it become like this?"

Could it be that he's some kind of Kamen Rider, evolving to the point where even his face changes?

"Stop worrying about this, just think about it."

"I guarantee that if you still can't figure it out, you'll be in big trouble when you run into that woman later."

White Demon chuckled slyly.

"woman?"

Makoto Haramura grasped another key point, which, combined with the gloating laughter of the White Demon just now, made him realize that...