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Draft 15 19（第4页）

“Ryō!”

DemandedYukari.

“It’sinmysleepingchamber.”

Ryōsaidinadepressedtone，ratherdisengaged.

“Wedon’thaveenoughmagictoteleportanymore.SomeonefromKageyamahastoretrieveitfromHimeyama.”

SaidKasumi.

“Arashi，shewillbegoneinonesingleminute.”

CameAkishi’svoice.

Arashitookupthesword，withafraofitstillvaguelyglowing.Sheslashedtheairinfrontofher，pherwholebeingintothemightinessoftheattack.

Thesword，uobeartheenergy，begantoshake.Itssurfacestartedcrag，segmentsofthebladebrokeoffalongtheedgeofthesword.

Aturbulentwindformedwiththeattack，andalongthepathoftheblade’sdaringcut，appearedathinblackline--anopeningtotheunknowndarkvoid.

“Kagami，yousaidyouwerefromanotherrealm.Inthisworld，yourinpletesoulotbeience.Sowhereverthere’saworldthataninpletesoulsurvive，Iamsendingyouthere!”

Withthesewords，Arashithrustedtheswordintothevoid.“Mysword，mydearpanion，thoughdamaged，mayyoutakegoodcareofKagamionmybehalf.Whatevertranspires，liveinpeace，health，andhappiness.”

Thesworddisappearedintothevoid.Arashiwaosaythelastwordsof‘farewell’，butnosoundcameforthassheopenedhermouth.

TearsslowlycamedownthefacesofAkishiandArashi.Theysatontheground，withthespelltracedinbloodbetweenthem.herofthemsaidaword，astearsfellontheground.

Yukaristoodup，andslowlywalkedovertoArashi.ThenYukarisatdownontheground.

Yukarididnotknowhowtofortsomeonedeepinm，butshethoughtshecouldstartbylearningtobeatArashi’ssideinsilence.

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“Gagh!...”

Hitomisatupinbed.

“Wha...oh...”

（“Iaminmybedroom.IthoughtIdiedatKageyama...”

）

“Thatwasabizarredream...thatwasaloooonnnnngdream...”

Hitomisaidoutloud.

“Sosomehowmysoulwasinplete，andArashihadtosliceopenthefabricoftimeandspacetoseothisworld.Huh.”

Hitomilaybackdown.

（“Well，whetheritwasjustadreamornot，itisiing.Maybethe‘there’ssomethingmissing’gotonmymindsomuchthatmysubsciousnessgotworkedintomakingadreamtoprovideananswer.”

）Hitomiclosedhereyesandpulledherblauptoher.

（“Goodenoughofareasonforme.Alarmwon’tringforanotherfivehours.Today，IgotothelaketoenditwithRin.”

）Hitomiwentbacktosleep.

ItwasawindydaywhenHitomileftherapartment.Windyliketwoyearsago.ThebitingwindstungHitomi’sfaceasshetriedtoretieherscarf.Rinhadkhatscarf.ItwasherfirstgifttoHitomi.

Hitomiwonderedwhatwouldhappen.WouldRindemanditback?Andthencutitupintopieces?WouldshewantHitomitokeepthescarfbutpromisetoneverwearitagain?...

Hitomiwalkedpastseveralbenchesalongtheshoreofthelake，untilshearrivedatwheretheyhadsattwoyearsago.Hitomisatdown，ratherresolved，andwaitedfortheiable.

Therewerefootsteps，hurriedfootstepsofsomeonerunning.ExpegRintoebyonacoldday，inaypark，Hitomistooduptogivehergreeting.

“Kagami!”