Hello everyone! Thanks to all 11 followers, 8 favorites and 548 readers! I...don't have anything to say this time really, short chapter is short (and believe me, I spent a long time agonizing over how short it is, but I couldn't do any more), so...enjoy!

As the sun rose, Shiro found himself returning to Ashinaka High School alongside Kuroh and Neko.

It felt so strange to return to this place he had once thought of as his school knowing it was anything but that. He almost felt like a stranger in this place, and yet at the same time he didn't.

It was a strange feeling, one he couldn't quite name.

And yet, when Kuroh and Neko both said it was like he was visiting his home again, he found that he agreed. His memories of Ashinaka might not be real, not before December 7th at least, but everything beyond that was, even if it was shrouded by fake memories. His friendships felt real as had everything else.

It almost felt as if…coming to Ashinaka with his fake memories had helped him feel a sense of belonging that he was unfamiliar with. And coming back to the school had cemented that feeling, made it permanently engraved in his heart.

This was home…and now he was ready to face what lay ahead.

As that thought crossed his mind and he stated his resolve, Shiro turned back towards the school in the distance.

It almost felt…as if Mrs. Saisho was watching him and smiling warmly. Actually, scratch that. Somehow, he just knew that she was doing exactly that and a warm smile spread across Shiro's own face in response.

No matter what lay ahead, he was ready.

Now, to put this plan into action.

Himori was not surprised when the contact the suspect, Yashiro Isana who was also so much more, made with Munakata failed to lead to the capture of him and his allies.

After all, Isana had always been crafty, even before he was Isana. It was something his great-uncle and grandmother found highly frustrating. With the added help of Yatogami, the Strain and possibly his own mother and sister, and he was a strong force to be reckoned with.

And the device he used to trick Scepter 4 in the first place…Himori knew nobody else, but Isana could come up with something like that in such a short amount of time.

"Are you worried?" Benzai-Yujiro-questioned softly as they returned to headquarters.

"No, I trust them." Himori shook his head, his hand brushing his right wrist. "Do you see worry on me?"

"Only the slightest haze. Probably for Totsuka and Leoda more than him." Yujiro chuckled as his eyes took on a gold sheen.

"I'm surprised you were able to take all of this in stride." Himori commented as he brushed his hand against Yujiro's.

"Shouldn't I be saying that about you?" Yujiro quietly teased before he turned serious. "I love you, Himori, and all of this comes hand-in-hand with that. If I can accept Kings and clansmen, then I can accept everything that being your…you know, includes."

"Thanks, Yujiro." Himori smiled softly, knowing his cheeks were pink. "I love you too and I'm so glad it was you that I ended up with. Thank you, for accepting everything, it…means a lot to me."

With that, the two of them fell into silence, falling back into the roles of clansmen with ease, with no one the wiser of their conversation nor of their true feelings in regards to this case.

That night, the plan to take custody of the First and Silver King Adolf K. Weissman was put into action.

As Scepter 4 made their way to their helicopter lot, Rae snuck Shiro, Kuroh and Neko into the lot.

She had made sure Munakata, Awashima and Fushimi all believed she was off reporting on the status of Scepter 4 to Daikaku Kokujoji. That way, as far as they knew, their operation to apprehend the Silver King would appear to be unknown by the Gold King.

In reality, Daikaku had helped plan this scheme in order to bring the clans, and especially Yashiro Isana, to the truth of what happened on December 7th.

"This way." Rae whispered as she gestured to the three to kneel behind some bushes.

"How do you know about this?" Shiro asked curiously as he laid down.

"My husband is a former Blue Clansmen and my son is a current one. In fact, you met my son last night." Rae chuckled as she joined Shiro on the ground.

"Really?" Kuroh questioned, kneeling on the ground with Kotowari in hand.

"Yeah, he was the one with the green hair covering his right eye, Himori Akiyama." Rae answered. "I could never tame that boy's hair when he was growing up."

"But he works with the Boss With the Glasses and the Guy With the Glasses!" Neko pouted as she took her place as lookout, binoculars in hand.

"That's true. But the so-called 'Guy With the Glasses' is my adopted grandson as well, Saruhiko Fushimi." Rae explained, laughter in her voice.

"Really? I'm guessing he's Leoda's adopted son?" Shiro asked. "She seems a bit young though."

"Leoda's 22, and has a child of her own already, Kristopher. She helped three others adopted Saruhiko when he was 10/11." Rae said. "It's not official and he denies it a lot, but we consider him family."

"That's admirable of your daughter." Kuroh complimented.

"Thank you." Rae smiled.

Just then, Neko cried out as Scepter 4 began to arrive and the four huddled down so they wouldn't be seen.

It wasn't long before they made their move under the cover of Neko's abilities, with Kuroh and Rae combining their fighting power to quickly knock out two of the Blue clansmen so Shiro, Kuroh and Neko could commandeer their helicopter and make their way up with the rest of Scepter 4.

"You're not coming?" Shiro asked before they took off, his voice disappointed.

"Sorry, Yashiro. I gotta get back to work." Rae smiled sheepishly. "Good luck you three!"

"Bye-bye, Rae!" Neko waved happily as the helicopter door was closed and took off without further preamble.

Rae lingered for a single moment and whispered one thing to the air before she left to return to her job.

"Good luck, Uncle…"

As Shiro watched the airship explode in a fiery inferno, he couldn't help but wonder why his heart hurt as much as he did.

Like…like he was watching the only home he ever knew, the only safe place he had before all of this started, be taken away in a single, fiery blast that he could not control.

He was almost unaware of the words he breathed as he watched.

"Sis…Cari…"

As Daikaku and Kazuma watched the Himmelreich explode, neither of their expressions changed much.

At the same time, however, they both knew what would come next. They both knew who had caused this and it was not Adolf K. Weissman. Weissman would never do something like that, never.

Neither, however, could stop the single name they each breathed out.

"Adi…"

"Weissman…"

When the explosion happened, Leoda was standing with Kristopher and Anna, watching the stairs.

"That's…" Anna whispered softly.

"Wasn't that Uncle's blimp?" Kristopher asked curiously.

Leoda was silent, biting her lip as she stared at the sky. Tatara's spirit wrapped his arms around her shoulders, trying to comfort her.

This is where the endgame began.

Though she expected it, nothing could have prepared Mrs. Saisho for the overwhelming and crushing sadness and fear that gripped her heart as the Himmelreich exploded.

Without thinking, she ran to her office window, as if being closer to the explosion, that looked closer to a bright star than the blimp she had known of since she was a child. She had been wanting to see that blimp descend for centuries now, but not like this, never like this.

She could feel the tears pouring down her cheeks, tears she thought she could avoid, but obviously could not, and she did everything she could to stifle the noise.

Words, however, were the one thing she couldn't stop from slipping out.

"Sis…Adi…"

And as the Himmelreich fell in a blaze of fire, the family of Adolf K. Weissman all held their breath at the sight. They knew what came next, they had planned for it this way.

That didn't make the moment their plan came to fruition any easier.

For those who had been there back in 1945, it made the moment everything with the Seven Kings began come to the forefront of their mind. It was a memory all parties involved both treasured, for the good moments and the friendships that time bore, and hated, for the tragedy that began to tale of the First and Silver King, the Second and Gold King and the Miracle.

Like I said, short chapter is short. But! Next week has the chapter that started this whole story and one of my favorite episodes too! So just give me a week guys and the wait will be worth it. I finally put all my cards on the table for this season. Leave a review to let me know what you think, bye!