Volu 1, Chapter 15: Soul and Wolf
When soone’s soul
Reaches the other side
It is said they regain their original form
Point Allocation (Life Reset?)
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Suzu heard two auditory changes while wiping out the inside of a locker in the bathhouse’s dressing room.
The first was the blaring alarms gradually going quiet ship by ship.
And the other...
“No more...cannons?”
She had been able to sense those vibrations and booms with not just with her ears but her body, skin, and soles of her feet, but now it was gone.
“Heh heh. My foolish brother and the others must have done sothing.”
Kimi crawled out from the blanket on the dressing room floor.
She took a breath, folded up the blanket, and put it in a basket. And...
“Everyone is sure to celebrate either here or at the Asama Shrine. Want to join us if it’s at the shrine, Suzu?”
“Oh, y-yes, but what...did they do?”
“Isn’t that obvious? If a ghost has a regret, the best way to let them rest in peace is to clear away that regret. But in that ghost’s case...” Kimi smiled and nodded. “Now I see why my foolish brother wanted her to et Mitotsudaira. Shall we head on up? From this distance, you should be able to sense sothing beautiful with your entire body. I will faint afterwards, though.”
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Adele saw the cannon fire from both sides suddenly end from her position at the harbor on Okutama’s stern.
Everyone on the deck there held their breath and did not dare move when they noticed the sudden change.
...Did sothing happen to stop the attacks?
She had heard the Asama Shrine was working to resolve the battle from the other night. The others would have heard too and she could see so of the others glancing around at their surroundings.
“Everything has quieted down, hasn’t it?”
That divine transmission comnt arrived from overhead behind her. Naito and Naruze sent word of the situation while they waited with the other delivery workers above the defense barriers surrounding the area behind the academy.
“No new fleet has appeared and I don’t see any light from an ether disturbance. Everything has stopped.”
“That must an...yeah, there it is. Look to port.”
Adele did so, thinking she would only see the dark sky, but...
“Transport ships?”
She saw the kind of small transport ship only used to move between the Musashi’s ships. The four of them were less than 30m long and old enough that they should probably just be abandoned. Another, newer ship seed to be pushing them slowly to the east.
...They’re on their way to the Imagawa fleet.
The bows of those ships were loaded with wooden containers, but the one in the rear also contained two people. One of them was...
“Mitotsudaira-san.”
The other was a woman Adele did not recognize.
Since she seed to glow in the dark, she was probably a ghost.
The transport ships carrying them and the cargo were headed into the eastern sky, but eventually...
“They...stopped?”
Naito was correct. The five ships had stopped at a point in the sky.
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Mitotsudaira asked Asama a question via sign fra.
“Asama, is this point good?”
“Yes, based on our records, that is the area at which they were destroyed. Well, the actual area is spread out over several dozen kiloters, but that is what you can call the entrance. So,” she continued. “Return to them the ‘spoils of war’ you retrieved from the war morial.”
“Judge,” said Mitotsudaira.
These transport ships were loaded with the spoils of war stored at the Totomi war morial.
“This was originally Imagawa land. Constructing a morial to Oda’s victory is one thing, but how are their spirits supposed to rest in peace when their belongings were stolen to commorate that victory?”
“Returning those things to their rightful owners should eliminate their regrets about this world. Since this will allow the Imagawa forces in this area to all rest in peace at once, taking those spoils of war from the morial qualifies as a public good. Our shrine and the Student Council will probably have to do so arguing on the political front about that, though.”
“Sorry about all the trouble,” said Mitotsudaira before looking to the person standing on the ship’s bow.
That was Asahina Mototomo.
She had never spoken with the woman, so it was not like they really knew each other. Still...
...We are the sa.
She had been at the rcy of forces outside her control. If she had survived, Mitotsudaira may have gotten to know her sowhere in a few years’ ti.
But that was exactly why she had to call out to her.
“Asahina Mototomo.”
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Mitotsudaira saw the woman turn back toward her.
She had tanned skin and brown hair. She had a gentle look to her eyes, but since she had been deployed out here with an awareness of what that would entail, she had to be a strong person on the inside.
She had been prepared for what was to co, unlike Mitotsudaira who had been sent to the Musashi when she was too young to really understand.
She had chosen to leave this life with the Imagawa soldiers.
That raised a question for Mitotsudaira.
...What about ?
Will I be like you? Can I be like you? Or will I beco like you whether I like it or not?
She did not know. The only way to find an answer was to create one for herself. So...
“My king.”
“Oh? What is it?” he responded via divine transmission. “I’m watching.”
She knew he was. But she had sothing else to ask.
“Do you have anything to say to her?”
Would his answer to this be sothing he would eventually say to her as well?
Again, she did not know.
Everything was such a mystery and there was no changing that. anwhile, his response arrived.
“ ‘Congratulations’. That should be enough.”
Mitotsudaira nodded at what that ant more than the word itself.
...That’s right.
That woman had been trying to get where she was supposed to be and she could finally do that.
If Mitotsudaira herself ever managed to fully join her king and the others, he would probably congratulate her in the sa way.
She breathed in and looked around her.
She viewed the heaven and the earth and saw soone who had decided where she was headed.
As the one seeing the woman off, she had to fulfill her duty here.
“Asahina Mototomo. My king just sent his congratulations regarding the completion of your journey.”
Asahina’s expression changed only slightly.
She must have realized this was the end because she got down on one knee.
She was a knight. That had never been explicitly stated, but she had been sent here by the Testant Union and the large sword at her hip was hard to miss.
She had just learned that Mitotsudaira had a “king” who she served.
Mitotsudaira had just one thing to do as her king’s agent here.
“As a representative of the Far East and Musashi’s 1st knight, I have a ssage for Totomi’s knight,” she said. “Your position as knight has been removed. You are now free.”
Asahina responded by grabbing the large sword at her hip with both hands.
“––––––”
She held it up and Mitotsudaira took it. And then...
...Oh.
The sword slowly ca apart. It beca particles of light that scattered like sand. And...
“...!”
Asahina stood up and the sa slowly happened to her.
“Mito, everything binding her here is gone,” said Asama via divine transmission. “Please see her off.”
“I will.”
Mitotsudaira took Asahina’s hand and guided her toward the four transport ships up ahead. She had Asahina board the ships carrying the belongings ant for her fellow warriors.
“–––––!”
The woman said sothing to her with a smile.
At the sa ti, the connection to this ship ca undone and the other four ships began to turn east.
They began slow, but they gradually picked up speed as if riding the wind.
Asahina had had a clear face and expressions before, but her appearance was growing much less distinct.
...Oh.
She looked so small by the ti she joined the Imagawa fleet, but she did bow back toward Mitotsudaira. Or it looked like it.
A mont later, a great light appeared in the eastern sky.
“Ohhh!”
Once the ghost fleet was rejoined with their final mber, they scattered with their stolen belongings returned.
Everything rose into the sky and ca apart in the atmosphere.
But that was not all.
“Whoa, it’s happening to the southeast too!”
Naito’s surprise there was understandable. When the Oda ghost fleet to the southeast saw what had happened, everyone on their decks threw their hands into the air and spelled out a word with their bodies.
“V – I – C – T – O – R – Y”
“Oh,” said Asama. “Now that their opponent is gone, they too can finally end their battle. Both sides of the conflict at Totomi have been purified and returned to their rightful form according to Shinto.”
The Oda fleet had begun to scatter as well.
A massive amount of ether light flew through the night sky to east and southeast. It almost looked like waves spreading through the night, but Mitotsudaira heard sothing from within it.
“––––––”
A woman was singing.
Who did that humming voice belong to?
It sounded like a regional song from western Europe, but she may have been imagining that.
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That night, everyone from their class ended up gathering at the Asama Shrine and throwing a party.
As far as Naito rembered, Mitotsudaira had stayed near her king and been very quiet, without bragging or anything. But on occasion, she would search for and read through so historical information.
But once everyone had managed to relax so, her king unhooked sothing from the hard point part on his lower back and handed it to the wolf.
It was a paper bag. When she took it, Asama smiled in a “my, my” kind of way.
The wolf looked inside and found...
“A sleeve?”
It was a uniform’s right sleeve. It had even been embroidered to match Mitotsudaira’s uniform.
“You threw yours out cause it was too badly damaged in the previous fight, right? I felt bad about that since I asked you to do that, so I had Bell-san fix it up for you.”
“Wait, were you out searching for my sleeve at the site of the battle when you t Asahina Mototomo?”
“Don’t make say it, okay?”
He smiled bitterly and the wolf smiled while holding the sleeve to her chest. And...
“But my other sleeve is a ss now too.”
“Do you mind if I only pay half of the repair cost? Your uniform is pricey.”
“I-I had fun...f-fixing it up.”
Suzu said that with a smile, so that settled that. While the others looked over or scooted over curiously, her king ate so food and told them all about what had happened over the past few days and at Totomi.
But part of the way through, Asama suddenly tilted her head.
“Um, Toori-kun? Mito?”
“Eh? What is it?” asked Mitotsudaira.
“Well,” said Asama with her head still tilted. “Totomi, and Imagawa land in general, is closely connected with the Asama Shrine, so I get that the war morial is part of our territory. But.”
“But?”
“Well, you two said you visited an Asama Shrine affiliate at the Totomi war morial. I was hoping to thank them for their help in all this and looked into it, but...it doesn’t exist.”
“Huh?”
Those two tilted their heads forward and Asama asked for clarification.
“Where did you go, who did you et, and what did you see at Totomi?”
When Kimi heard that, she collapsed onto her side with so fried chicken still held between her chopsticks.
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