Case 130: Survival ga – Prelude.
''So?''
''So...?''
''Explain yourself, damn idiot.''
''Y-You! How dare you use that tone with my voice—''
''Shut up. Let's not forget you're making that pathetic expression with my face, shall we?''
''Ugh... this stupid face! It's not even pretty!''
''You bet.''
''Ack! H-Help! She's beating —''
Sohow, the room has turned into a battleground. No, is it more like a ring?
One Alia Luminous and one Chloe, both in one another's body, is battling it out... for so reason. Aren't we on the sa team now?
Anyway, let's do a summary of the current situation.
The original Alia Luminous has sohow been flying all the way to Yugen and stayed in the body of this generation's Miko, Uwara Kanna, while said Miko's body is actually the original Chloe's body.
I don't know what is going on.
I suppose one good thing is that I already have her under suppression. It would be a disaster if she were to speak about any of this to the public.
It's rather a good thing, really. The only problem left is...
''Chloe.''
''Hm?''
As Chloe savagely pinches Alia's cheek, I tap her shoulder.
''Do you want to return to that body?''
''That... I an, of course, but... it'll be too inconvenient. People will definitely notice.''
With a regretful expression, Chloe gazes longingly at her old body. If it was , I think I would want to return to my own body as well.
''We can switch back after Silaerob turns public.'' She suggests.
''Really?! Hey, when will you do that? I thought Silaerob was, like, a mysterious kind of hero or whatever.''
Seeing Alia perk up, my thoughts freeze for a mont. That expression... is just like what Chloe used to do. If soone were to ask which version of Chloe I liked better, I would answer the old one, of course. I've seen her like that for more than a decade, whereas this version of her...
In any case, we still have one of the elite demons, the sa guy who can kill people with his sheer mind if his targets are hated enough, lurking sowhere. Not only can he disguise himself nearly perfectly, but he can alter minds to a certain extent as well.
At this point, he might have already taken sobody's identity. It's a bit intriguing to think about, really.
''Whew...''
Sotis, I admire myself for morizing the lore pieces that Chloe threw onto . I suppose people can do anything for their survival.
Talk about surviving. Isn't there a wide-scale survival test coming up for the first and second-years?
Chloe told that it is so sort of hunting race, but I haven't heard much from the school. In the ga, only fiery competitions between characters occur, but we can't be complacent. I'll have 'Silaerob' situated there, just in case.
Now, there is another imdiate problem we need to address.
''Get her to et Claire.''
''Oh, there was that, too.''
''H-Huh? Who's Claire? What am I going to do with her?''
''You... you truly don't know anything, do you?''
Without bothering to explain, Chloe grabs the other 'Chloe' by the wrist and forcefully drags her out of the room. Since Chloe is vastly stronger than Alia, it isn't even a competition.
A while later.
''Ahem... it is nice to et you, Miss Miko.''
''You can call 'Miss Uwara,' esteed heroine of Astra.''
''Ah, you can simply call Claire, then!''
Different from before, Alia now holds an extrely proud stance, like that of a swan. It seems she has no problem communicating. She is good at it, even, but then we have the whiny Alia...
Nevertheless, I suppose it is better than having a stuttering Alia.
After the introduction, we naturally settle down at a table near the park's lake to talk. Alia sohow has the confidence to subtly brag about her unique skill, [Divine Sight], in front of Claire, even though it isn't supposed to be hers in the first place.
''With this ability, I can indeed see many things the ordinary eyes can't, which is—''
''Hoh? Are you the Miko?''
''G-Ghost?! Oh, wait... are you a guardian spirit?''
Out of nowhere, Skylar erges.
''Indeed... your eyes are genuine.''
Skylar seems to have taken a liking to Alia, seeing her nod approvingly after a few back-and-forths. Then, Skylar dumps so lore onto Alia, who clearly looks pissed at the guardian's lengthy and grandiose explanation.
''O-Okay, I get it, I get it...''
Finally, it is ti for the main objective of this conversation.
''Close your eyes, Miss Claire.''
''Mhm!''
''Manifest, the Eye of Truth!''
The skill's visual effects are certainly flashy. I don't think a third eye as glamorous as a chandelier is needed—I really don't.
''Hmm... indeed. I can see it. I can see... a malevolent force had intervened in the world's fate.'' Alia says. ''And in the crux of it, you alone stood, Miss Claire.''
''As expected, Buerizth was coming after this child... Miko, when did it all start?''
''...In the storm of space and ti, as I am gazing into the chaos—''
Okay, it started when Claire was born. It's honestly very cut and dry. Alia is just exaggerating for impressions.
Beyond that, further investigations from Claire's side are needed to unlock more precise 'truth,' so nothing can be done for now.
''Thank you so much, Miss Uwara, and also you two!''
''No problem.''
And so, the incident with Claire and Alia has safely co to an end. Suddenly having one more mber in our team is a bit odd, but Alia manages to adapt decently.
It isn't until a while later that sothing of significance happens.
February 27th, 1835.
As I walk to the class with Chloe, I notice many stressed sighs around .
Today is the first major exam of the second sester—at least for the first- and second-year students. I understand their fear, as failing this one will be detrintal to their grades... but I'm more stressed than them.
''My... there are certainly many determined friends, isn't it?''
''...Indeed, Your Highness.''
''Oh, just how many tis had I asked you to comfortably call 'senior'?''
''How could I dare... Your Highness?''
On one side, there is an amused Nydia playing with scorching, scarring fla, and on the other side, there is the fla herself, Chloe, from whom I can hear the sounds of her teeth grinding.
Enduring such a suffocating atmosphere, we enter a modified Evone Hall, where preparations for the occasion have been made. Instead of a flat and dull ground, a multi-environnt field has been built, intending to stimulate as many battle scenarios as possible during the exam.
''That's... a lot of people.''
Alongside the two hundred or so students who will be the participants, seniors of third and even so of the busy fourth years can be seen in the spectator seats.
Professors, judges, security staff, investors, etc.
The unimaginable number of seats are actually decently filled.
With this scale, won't it be more appropriate to call this a tournant? Still, it'll be hard to find suspicious individuals if there are this many people.
I need to focus.
But before that...
''Good luck, you two.''
''Thanks.''
''I'll take the win for you, Aurora.''
Seeing the two smile, I also smile.
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