Invincible Magician ~Akashic Record Overwrite~

Christina and I are two in the "finished world," face to face and silent.

What the hell am I doing?

I feel like a lot of time has passed.

I know Christina has something to say too, but she must be waiting for my word.

I know what I want to talk about, but I don't know what to cut it out of.

"I wondered how the one thing about" Let's go see some crazy clowns "could be so annoying"

A silver summer poem called that comes to mind.

You didn't expect a day to come when you could sympathize with the thoughts of this poem.

We can see how each other feels at the 80th Circuit.

If I had doubted that, I would surely not have been able to outweigh the power of the "princess witch".

Because we believed in each other, we were able to overshadow the mechanism of "brave men and three virgins" that could even be said to be structurally packed.

But that was before I discovered who I was.

I didn't think I was the leader of the Creator Clan.

A single human being named Yagami (Tsukasa) has too much power.

Like my balls said, it's a force that can like the world.

Of course I'm going to enjoy the world (La Vulcanan), and I'm not going to drown in power and be like that "brave man" just now.

I don't mean to, but then even "brave" probably would have.

The scary thing is that those who are drowning in power are slippery unconscious.

That's why I'm swallowed up by my powers.

But if Christina stays next door, I can believe you don't have to worry about that.

- If you can do the same thing in front of someone you like or respect, you're probably right.

That's what my uncle, the parent of the upbringing, used to say to me.

I've always thought so, too.

When you make a statement or act on something, you don't say what you think you would hate if someone you respect or like knew about it, and you don't do it.

Naturally there are some exceptions, though I still have to do them.

So I'm pretty sure if Christina stayed with me the whole time, I could stay.

But.

Always together.

I wonder what Christina would think if she found out that would last forever.

I'm not saying I'm not anxious, but I still want Christina to be with me.

I think that should be put into words.

This was missed in the 80th Circuit, it's like redoing a "confession".

You can't just let Christina tell you first this time.

Whether you reacted to my thought of "confession," countless particles of light floating around swirl.

If you wonder what's going on, the space where me and Christina are quickly turning into a "classroom".

Probably summer vacation.

From the classroom windows, bright white accumulated clouds and blue skies that fall through.

The voice of a cicada and the voice of a ministry activity heard somewhere far away.

Clearly sounds, the sound of a metal bat capturing a white sphere.

A faintly arrived laughing voice or the sound of an instrument practiced by the brass department.

Summer afternoons, where the contrast between the summer sun slipping through the window even though it is midday and the shadow areas is intense and not even sunny.

Christina sits in the back seat of the window, and I sit in the seat in front of her with the chair upside down.

- Shit, cliché... is this what my confession scene looks like?

"Wow... this, Master Tsukasa?

Christina, dressed in the high school uniform I went to, shouts a surprise.

I observe myself dressed in clothes that I have never seen before with interest.

I guess for Christina, it's no wonder what happens anymore.

Surely we are alone in a space where the world is over, so should we say anything?

I hope you don't pull it off.

But when a transfer student like Christina comes, there's no fuss.

If I say that's my girlfriend, they'll take me to the hospital, and if they find out it's true, they'll definitely beat me up in person, not on the wall.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's like this space, responding to my will, changing its shape."

I just really think Christina and I are in my classroom in Japan.

The power of "Genesis" is really amazing.

"What is this world (Earth) where Tsukasa lived?

We've talked about it in Christina's room many times.

That I come from another world (Japan) for this world (La Vulcanan).

I told you about me in the other world (Japan), about school, about friends, about games.

"Oh, yeah. It's my classroom at the school I was talking about."

"Then I am now" Kurashiwaki "by Tsukasa."

One dream came true, I laugh happily when I say so.

Speaking of which, it would be nice to be a "classmate" of Master Tsukasa, what the hell.

After we started spending the night together in Christina's room, we talked a lot.

When you're free from the "princess witch," tell me what you want to do.

One of them was definitely going back to Japan (over there) and going to the same school.

I was willing to free myself from the "princess witch," but for Christina it could have been a fantasy play with no other love, dreaming in a few days that I would repeat forever.

"Are you thinking of something difficult?

Cristina in uniform asks, giggling dull.

Is that a prospect?

Christina brings that beautiful face closer to me sitting backwards, even as she blushes a little.

Until Christina's Sarah's blonde hair touches my cheek, like it's shining in itself.

"Don't shy away from me, put what you think into words. - But if you're not a" princess witch "anymore, you're gonna cry if you're gonna let me make a good choice again, right?

Whatever you say, I'll respond, just smile.

I'm sloppy, I can't believe I let such coverage be Christina before I share my thoughts.

But I often hear that the difference in power between him and me is more peaceful than overwhelming.

No matter how powerful I may be, I'm probably more at peace on Christina's hands.

"In a year's time I will always be there to see you again" during the fountain ". - Since then, I want you to stay with me forever."

"Yes."

To a word she squeezes out as her throat becomes crisp, Christina gives a refreshing answer with a neat smile.

Why are you sweating when your throat is crunchy? I am.

I wonder if my artifact clothes won't work without my ability control (left hand glove).

Or am I more tempered than that ability to adjust?

Maybe the latter.

I knew Christina would answer like this.

I don't doubt that.

But...

"You've been with me forever."

On my lips I almost told you, I can softly hit my beautiful fingers like a lie and shut you up.

When were you going to be able to do this?

It would have been a shame if she had come off the cold "Contraindicated Sweet Guy Machine" or "Princess Witch" she was a beautiful girl.

I wonder if I was leveling up as a girl between two nights over and over.

Knowledge includes "lady (lady) education" from the "princess witch" era, so if they use it, they won't deal with me.

I guess the fact that my face is red hasn't erased the embarrassment yet.

I feel just a little saved.

"I'm with you - that's as Tsukasa's daughter-in-law, right?

Christina asks, just as she strengthens her blush.

I nod reflexively, but there's no reason for me to have no words.

"K, if Christina will..."

Silly.

I bit him, and his voice turned upside down.

What an unusual proposition.

But to be honest, what's the word now?

I'm not just attracted to appearance anymore, but Christina's appearance is jumping through.

When I was in Japan, even if Christina existed, I would never have made contact with my life before.

Even if they could have been in the same school, the same class.

"I'll be delighted! And then there's nothing more scary about me."

Cristina talks fast with a smile of Kaishin on her bright red face.

"The scariest thing I am right now is that Master Tsukasa hates me. They say they don't need it anymore. I freed you from the" princess witch, "so you're told to do whatever you want later, right? If you say so, I like Tsukasa."

Laughing at the lights.

This one I was told, my face would probably be bright red.

"To be honest, I don't pin forever. Because I haven't lived in 20 years."

Christina seemed to understand what I was trying to say.

What Christina is saying will certainly be true.

I've only lived 16 years as a Yagami boss, and I don't remember anything else.

I haven't lived long enough to speak of eternity.

Though it's a story about how many years we can live and talk about eternity.

"But before I was freed from the" princess witch ". It's never a lie to think that you and Tsukasa are" happy "even if you repeat it forever."

With a serious look, golden eyes staring at me from close range.

She is slightly wet with tears and her moist eyes look strangely lustrous.

"I hope that at this moment, and as the daughter-in-law of Tsukasa, we will always be together. From the bottom of my heart. - Will Master Tsukasa want it, too?

- Naturally.

To be sure, I repeated it 100 times.

No. Fifty times since I thought so.

The water increase is not good.

But, Christina, are you acting like a bride and a priest?

Am I just impudent?

Damn, I should have prepared a ring or something.

Yeah. Doesn't that make sense because it disappears when it's "Genesis" too?

The moment I thought so, the classroom instantly turns into a church, and Christina is wrapped in a pure white wedding dress.

Yeah, already, what a cliché my delusions are.

Don't ring the bell.

But it's so beautiful, Christina.

He comes to me, surprised by his unusual costume again.

I guess Christina knows about wedding dresses, she looks happy.

"I've been going around hoping for that. Isn't that obvious?"

At least answer clearly.

But sadly, you don't look good in my frock coat.

Though maybe it just wasn't a tuxedo.

There's light coming out of the stained glass and petals dancing from nowhere.

I wonder if you liked girls like me comic book style...

"I'm glad... then we should both go over this feeling." I swear forever "is a wedding promise, but I don't think it's a contract or a duty."

Christina whispers in her ear as she strengthens the arms she embraces.

"We're just confirming how we both feel enough to swear eternity at this moment right now. I'm glad to hear that, so I'll be with you tomorrow. It is my eternal (...) distant (...) to keep doing that forever."

Right.

It doesn't make sense that you swore eternity in words.

If we can take care of each other every day that goes on, that's fine.

Seek peace of mind in words because you can't believe who you are.

It's important to say things in words, but that's only because of feelings and actions.

Now here I am, saying, "Are you okay? There's no point in making sure."

I want to be with you all the time, that's fine if I can confirm how I feel right now.

"So, um..."

In my arms, feeling sunny on my own, my face turns bright red and Christina brings it together.

"Show me in deeds, not words. He wants me. He wants to be with me all the time. Because I haven't even gotten a kiss yet."

I was kissed (kissed) by Christina just because I couldn't wait any longer when my head turned white by accident.

A young kiss (kiss) that just presses your lips.

By doing so, I (...) have just crossed a line that I (...) have been scared of losing the power of the "princess witch" and never crossed.

Sadly, once again, it came from Christina.

"Now I'm not a" princess witch "anymore. As a matter of fact, according to what Tsukasa said," I will not do this for the rest of my life with anyone but Tsukasa. "

That's what you say and you push your face hard against my chest.

How embarrassing.

I'm pretty embarrassed too.

I did fall asleep and talk about unicorn theory.

I didn't expect you to remember.

"Make me, Lord Tsukasa's. No matter what happens next, no matter how many times you start over the world thinking you need Tsukasa, never disappear."

He closes his eyes hard and looks up at me from inside his chest.

Exactly. I should take the lead from here.

Christina, I'm talking about how far you depend, at least from here.

"Carve a sign on my soul that I belong only to Tsukasa."

Lie as gently as you can in a first-rate hotel-style bed in Japan (over there) where you conveniently showed up with Christina in your arms.

I sigh at my clichés when I see a world that has really turned into a high-rise hotel penthouse.

A bubble.

For the first time, Christina, with her eyes closed hard, can shake aggressively from me.

Trembling body, tonight? Make it mine.

Somebody stop the song.