PAINTED PRISON CHRONICLES

CHAPTER 23

INTERLUDE VII: ASMODEIAN BLOODLINE AND GOLDEN FUTURE

Hello again. I am back once again with another chapter. Hmm, there is actually not much to say at the beginning, I'll save more for the afterword. But of course, I have to thank you for such positive reaction, I saw that you liked Konori's appearance and of course, the chapter in general. As we head towards another interlude, we will dive into another take on a certain theory that emerged in times of Genesis Testament... and I was really excited to write it in this form.

One particular thing the last chapter made me realize is the reason why I like to use 'held on a gunpoint'/'taken hostage' motif. Besides writing, I am heavily involved in philosophy and psychology. I often use philosophical theories for my work and base struggles of characters on real life psychological problems and cases. I think the reason why I like situations like the one Birdway and Amazora were in last chapter, is because rationality is thrown outside of the window. In real life, in situations like this you often omit your most logical choices. This allows for something completely new to emerge and change the dynamic between characters. I agree that character getting caught may be irritating, but I don't think the scene itself is unnecessary. If, of course, it's done in moderation. The theme of irrationality during gunpointing is a plot device in itself, but no bigger than esper powers that can quickly resolve dangerous situations. The characters are still only human and I imagine they would still lack rationality in certain situations.

I have quite a stressful period ahead of me, so I don't know when to expect next chapter. I need to fix my computer a little bit, and I have to focus a lot more on academic work. I am writing this much for you because I love to do so and it genuinely helps me relax in the midst of stress of life. But as always, I will try to publish the continuation of PPC as quickly as I can. I keep saying this, but I am always grateful for your support, it's a great part of this journey.

Last chapter was a wild ride, but this one was just as intense and fascinating in creative process, although for a slightly different reason. I have honest hope that you will enjoy it and that it will bring pleasure to your day.

Q&A

Whwsms: That was definitely intense and insane. But it made writing all the better.

Markoz89: EroMegane-Senpai sounds so good to be honest.

5had0wHand: I am delighted to see how much of a positive feedback Konori is getting. To be honest, I needed to refresh her character in my memory and was like 'wow, she was good. This can really work with Touma too'. I don't know yet how big of a part will Enshuu and Otohime play, but those cameos can be treated (possibly) as introduction for something bigger.

I planned for Enka to get together with Kaira since the beginning. This is one of the most specific relationships I wrote and one of the most funny ones, that I may present in some omake chapter one day.

CrimsonDivision: The Ent comparision for the dragons really is spot on, especially with their names!

BlueJack22: Konori will appear again, although I don't have more specific plans yet. I agree with you, that she is now in good shape to just join Touma on adventures. Her main theme in the story is that she craved something new and Touma can indeed show her many things and new experiences.

Oreo Chips: Mugino will be appearing in the future, starting sooner than you think. And my heart is so happy for everyone's support for future phase!

FingFangFoom100: Thank you for compliments regarding Amazora, Birdway, and Konori. I too think Enka's entrance was great way to bring him back. It would be death by snu snu, but since each wife is a singular case that was fused together, it is a little bit more complex. Well, but what happens to Touma after the fusion of timelines... that IS definitely death by snu snu. And we will have Saten and Kuroko joining too. When you go harem, you should go big, especially with such loveable harem like here.

Picato67: First of all, sincere thanks for such a lengthy and kind comment. I am thrilled to know that you've been following me for so long and I can only hope I'll continue to meet your expectations. I am also glad that someone else cares about Touma's PTSD. It is a very important topic to discuss in the stories and I recognize its relevance. Future phase keeps getting touched upon, which is genuine pleasure for me to write. When it comes to Ayu and Seria, they will have more spolight in proper search for Ayu, couple chapters into the future. And just... I am so glad you wrote that comment, made my day ;)

Tribble Crabby: Amazora and Birdway are both so great, loveable, and chaotic in little sister role. And Mugino will have a spotlight, I fufilled your wish. I am glad that many people enjoy Touma x Mugino, I really like the potential for this ship. When I started to write, I considered three ships: Touma x Mugino, Touma x Gokusai sisters, Touma x Kongou. But because, coincidentally, many people started to create Touma x Mugino fics (which is super awesome) I decided to give Gokusai sisters some more love. I agree, the concept of future children is just so filled with potential... there is so, so much you can do with it. And whenever I write those scenes, I feel incredibly wholesome atmoshphere in my heart.

Yue Best Waifu: I don't think I agree that those scenes were completely unnecessary and illogical (see above). But I see why they could be viewed like this. Despite different opinions, I thank you for you feedback contribution.

The Dark Publisher: Thank you for the compliments. As for the mothers, see Appendix A in the afterword.

Without delay, let's being!

"You will be back late today?" Rikuri asked Touma while eating her regular fruit salad.

"Please tell me that you are not getting into some trouble just after returning from hospital" Kaibi added, bringing used plates into the kitchen.

"Sister, it's simply adorable how you changed. You care about him so much now!"

"I will simply be pissed if something throws off my day again" Kaibi grumbled.

But Rikuri knew better. Kaibi and Touma acted more like newlyweds even without noticing it, especially in handling the everyday chores. It made Rikuri all the more eager to excel in romantic life with the boy.

"Welcome to the club" said Index, munching on the 3rd plate of Rikuri's delicacies, much to eldest sister's delight, and the relief of others. "I always worry about Touma like this..."

"Shoo niishan shee dish ayyshaan ish..."

"Amazora, how many times do we have to tell you? Swallow, then speak"

Only when youngest sister did as she was told, she added her bit

"So oniichan, this Ayu-san, did forehead onee-chan managed to track her?"

Touma shrugged, while finishing off his portion of the meal.

"No, she did not actually find her. From what I understand, she pinpointed possible route of her escape or narrowed down the number of places in which we will conduct our search"

"So, does this mean we will go to look for her now?"

"I like your enthusiasm, but I still have to talk with senpai about this before we actually start"

"So this is why you will be home late? Because you will spend the afternoon with that annoying know-it-all?"

"I still have school, it's more like the evening..."

"Hmmmmmmmmm..."

Kaibi narrowed her eyes at Touma, clearly not satisfied with that answer. If anything, she looked even more agitated.

"You know..."Rikuri whispered to Kaibi's ear" You are even cuter when you are jealous. And I am sure he notices it too."

"I-I am not jealous, don't be ridiculous!" Kaibi turned away and began to angrily chew on her onigiri.

"Amazora, you have lessons only in the afternoon, right?"

"Mhm, one of our teachers is sick and homeroom is cancelled"

"Can you stay here with Index then? I am sure she will enjoy company"

"Oh yeah! We can play video games, do lot more awesome stuff together. Maybe I can dress that autonomous dolly once again?"

Apparently, it was rather difficult to convince Amazora that Othinus was not in fact a doll, but a truly living being with a peculiar appearance.

Speaking of Othinus...

"HEEEEEEEEELP MEEEEEEEEEE!"

She appeared, zig-zagging on the floor to evade rather excited Sphynx, who was chasing after her through hall and living room.

"Didn't see that in a while..." Touma said, allowing Othinus to jump onto him. After a few moments, the cat lost interest and went back to the kitchen, when it started to drink water.

It seemed that between being chased by Sphynx (her relationship with the cat was definitely better than it was in the past, but Sphynx had very varied moods and impulses) and dressed up by Amazora, Othinus was on the verge of crying. This is why Touma built her a small house affixed to one of the wall high enough for neither cat or Amazora to reach.

It was not perfect however if Othinus was already on the ground, as showcased now.

"Index, please keep an eye on Othinus and make sure she gets some rest. It seems she has it rough"

"You think?" smallest member of their household panted on his hand.

"Well, I will be off then. Don't worry, I will be back before you know it."

(SOME TIME LATER, OUTSIDE)

As Touma walked through the streets, a figure skidded through one alley to the other while tailing him.

Kaibi, in sunglasses, hair let loose, and blue dress that was a complete opposite of what she usually wore, peaked around the corner and was ready for another dash when...

"Ehm... Kaibi-chan, what are you doing?" said Rikuri behind her back.

She probably wanted to go for majestic reveal, but the effect was ruined by the fact that she was leaning against the wall, trying to catch her breath.

"Ah!" Kaibi jumped slightly as she noticed her older sister. "Why are you following me?"

"And why are you following Touma?"

"Sister, that's none of your business. Just because we three are very close, it doesn't mean that we don't have separate lives"

"Oh, I am very well aware of that. But it's also my role as your older sister to give something to you."

"What is it?"

"Advice"

"Oh great..."

"Let me think... it's not that you don't trust Touma or anything like this, right?"

"O-Of course not!" Kaibi vehemently denied.

"Then is my theory about your jealousy towards Kumokawa Seria correct? Are you afraid that she will make a move on him when they are alone?"

"I-I just don't trust that woman. Even though she helped us a lot in the past and I cannot exactly say she is a bad person, my gratitude towards her actions in regards to our lives on the dark side and our relationships with this moron are two completely different things! She is a manipulative, fraudulent, and-"

"Is it really what this is all about? Cause to me, it seems less about her doing something, and more about you not doing enough"

"H-Huh?! That's..."

"I am going to my classes, so I will leave you with that to ponder on. But you have to know... the fact that you realize your love is certainly something to applaud. But given the amount of attention he receives, it is not enough. You need to also act on those feelings. And I think there are better ways to do it than hiding like this. Remember Kaibi, succumbing to jealousy is just another way of admitting that you choose to feel inferior to other girls"

"Says someone who was losing her head over Kanzaki-san or our mysterious lost cousin!"

"T-That's different though! I became a bit concerned, but I acknowledge them as rivals. This is as open as it can get, I truly believe in my chances. Do you feel confident, Kaibi-chan? Don't you wish to approach him directly? Please, think about this. If you need me, I will talk to you later. Bye, for now"

And with that, Rikuri departed, leaving her sister with mess of a heart to deal with.

Also...

"Argh! Through all this talk, he got away!"

(MEANWHILE, ON ONE OF THE ROOFS)

Kamijou Touma once again had a randez-vous with a goddess.

He was in fact going to the school, but he still had some time. Without telling anyone about the plan for today's lessons, he made a detour to do one more thing.

Nephthys was waiting for him, wind causing her silver-white hair to flutter. She changed into her human disguise outfit, school uniform of her alias Nebena Hettori.

"Hi, so you came" he greeted her with a smile.

"But of course. I wouldn't miss going to school together" Nephthys winked to him" besides, we have a beautiful woman and a handsome man alone on the empty roof. Who knows what may happen?"

"You forgot? We talked about this. It is perfect place for the training of draconic powers, just like you said! "

Nephthys puffed her cheeks and turned around, trying to stifle her laughter.

Ever since she and Touma had heart-to-heart moment as she dealt with Feeling, she found herself laughing a lot more. She still cried and that was not about to change, she was a goddess of tears and mourning after all. But the sudden surge of cheerfulness was a surprise even for her. A positive surprise to be sure.

"Never change, Kamijou Touma, it's honestly too cute. Well, best for last as I told you. As long as you live, I am not going anywhere. So, as we discussed, you can train here in safety. With me acting as your divine and attractive training wheels. Oh, and I have what you asked for."

She snapped her fingers and next to her materialized floating syringe.

"I always wondered. When you do that, do you create something out of nothing or take it from somewhere else?"

"We can both create and displace through magic, if that's what you are asking. Each option has its flaws and benefits. When you create something, you have to weave the structure of reality in a specific way to make something exist in a particular way that you want it too. When you displace something already existing through space, you don't have to worry about the design, but you have to be aware where the thing you want is located or where do you wish to send it to. But we are getting off track here. Hold still."

In the next moment, she injected the content of the syringe into Touma's right arm.

Not even 2 minutes passed and the boy completely lost feeling in the limb.

"All right then. This should make it easier. Now, I am not weapon master like Niang-Niang, but with preparation like this, it will not that much of a difference for you."

A whirlwind of sand started to rotate around her hand and lower arm, until it got as fast as miniature tornado.

And then, Nephthys swiftly swung it in a slicing motion.

Once again, Kamijou Touma's right arm soared through the air. This time, he didn't feel a thing which was the very point of him requesting the painkiller.

Touma wondered how many times he lost arm by this point. He never counted carefully... was it 10? Or 15?

Come to think of it, with Imagine Breaker's regenerative ability, he could make a good money as a dealer of transplant arms. He was sure that doc in his hospital could find the way to make it work.

But now, he had other things to focus on.

'I am ready! Let us unite!'

The joint left after disconnection of his right arm exploded in red and orange flames. Slowly, they formed right arm made entirely out of fire. At the same time, Touma's irises changed colour to red, with orange rings around the pupils.

Nephthys clapped her hands.

"Excellent! Now, listen up to your tutor!"

'Human, my power is one of undead flames.'

Touma looked at the flames making up his seemingly intangible hand. To his surprise, they didn't feel hot at all. It was the feeling of someone dipping a hand in cold water in a hot summer day.

'They are the energy from beyond life itself, so cold yet burning like fire. Try sending them in the direction of some object in front of you. Link it with some specific motion'

Touma focused on the wall and snapped the fingers of his fiery limb. With the snap, the stream of red flames shot out from him and struck the wall, only to leave it without any damage or even smudge of soot.

'As you can see, those flames do not have any offensive potential when it comes to inanimate objects. You can say that those don't have any meaning for them. However, it's different when it hits a living being'

"Now it's time for your lovely assistant to volunteer for a guinea pig!" Nephthys spread her arms, which caused her chest to bounce "Hit me with those flames."

"But... I don't want to hurt you"

"That's the thing, you won't. Except for specific cases, I am generally immortal, which means that I have self-perpetuated, endless live energy. Do not worry about me, and fire away!"

"If you say so..."

Touma raised his hand and snapped his fingers once again.

This time, a much smaller stream hit the goddess straight onto the chest.

"Kyah, so cold!"

The flames engulfed her body, but even if she burned, the skin didn't seem to swell or burst like with regular fire. No, it was as if they weren't doing any physical damage at all.

"Do you feel it by now?"

And then, Touma felt slow rush of something that was similar to adrenaline. It invigorated him, caused him to feel stronger.

'Those flames cannot be extinguished by normal physical means and will burn until all the life force leaves the body of the target. That energy will transfer to you and add to your own vital force. As I said before, those flames cannot be normally extinguished, but the very same power that causes them or something stronger than it can do that. Think about flames disappearing."

And just like that, flames disappeared from Nephthys' body.

'What may be even more interesting for you is that with training, you will be able to transfer your own life force to others. It is not something this power is designed to do, but in theory, it should be possible.'

"That's a great news!"

"There is also one great advantage to this power" Nephthys waved her hand and bent sword, kopesh, materialized floating in the air. "Can you focus on the area near your belly button?"

"Huh? Sure, but why-"

His body felt impact as suddenly, tip of the sword emerged from his belly.

Touma looked dumbly, before screaming out

"YOU STABBED ME! W-Why would you stab me with a sword?!"

"How observant and astute of you! Now watch!"

The sword was pulled out. But contrary to what a terrified Touma thought will happen, no blood flew from the wound. Instead, flames burst out until hole closed on its own.

"What? Where is... where is the wound?"

'I am one of the rare powers that does not possess truly physical body. And so, while you are connected with me, you can not only conjure and manipulate those flames, but also become them to a degree."

"Wow... isn't this a little bit of an overkill?"

'I am not familiar with a term, but it is not as beneficial as it may seem. Even though wounds will heal, the damage will accumulate and transfer into your bones. This is linked to symbolism of my appearance. Too many potentially deadly traumas and your bones will desintegrate, leaving only a breathing sack of meat. Also, destroying your heart can still kill you"

"So... what is the limit of damage?"

'I don't know. I never had a mortal incarnate before'

"Sooo... this basically means that I can drop dead at any moment if I use this intangibility recklessly! Just great. Fine, it's not like I wanted to get hurt at all!"

'There is also a risk with being bonded for too long, like with all our powers. If you use my flames for too long, you may become obsessed with draining the energy, so be careful'

"So..." Nephthys asked slowly" what do you think?"

"Honestly, those powers seem far too over the top for someone so simple, like me. Darkness, energy draining... it just sounds unlike the way in which I usually fight. So I rather stay the way I am. At the same time, I realize that those powers may be needed, especially the aspects I wanted to master in the first place."

"Seems about right." Nephthys nodded her head" In truth, I also prefer your regular self. But think of it as supreme divine backup. Now, if you have time, you can focus on shooting the flames. I will wait for you down below"

She disappeared in the next moment.

Touma used his left arm to reach for the phone. There was still some time for him not to be late.

He snapped his fingers and sent big jet of flame towards the sky. He then repeated it.

But when he sent third stream of flames, something happened.

Touma didn't notice a shadow of a silhouette moving through the blue sky... until it collided with a stream of red flames.

At the same time, Touma once again felt that strange surge of energy that he experienced when flames hit Nephthys

'That attack... hit something alive?!' Touma thought, as something resembling a red comet descended towards the streets of Academy City.

He quickly commanded the far away flames to be extinguished.

His fiery arm dispersed and with this strange, eerie sensation he experienced many times before, his regular, flesh and blood right arm grew back almost instantaneously.

When he managed to get down, he ran past the surprised Nephthys.

"I think I accidentally hit something with those flames. I will go check it out."

"But..."

"I am sorry for that, but I really have to know if they don't need help. Go in the direction of the school. Catch you later!"

Nephthys sighed, and turned into opposite direction

"Oh honestly... I can simply teleport there. The whole point of doing those boring, mundane things is that they gain meaning when they are done by the two of us. Hmph! Guess I will walk extra slow to give him some time"

(MEANWHILE)

Gokusai Kaibi's head resurfaced from a bush that she was using as spying spot.

"Stupid nee-san with her stupid insight." she groaned.

She was painfully aware that she was behaving in a way Amazora usually did. But her prideful nature once again prevented her to fully back down after a talk with Rikuri.

"I'll just check if he is fine and then I'll leave. That's all it is to it. I am NOT having worries about this meeting of his."

So why she was in the bushes?

Deep down, she was ashamed that she let such envy control her. And also, at the moment, she was going through a little bit of her own, personal melodrama.

"We are supposed to go on our first real d...d-date... well, as much as it can be a date given that I still must confess my love... but... it still be our time spent together. A-Am I that impatient? Or am I worried that he will change his mind? Ooooh, feeling like this is so confusing..."

"Good morning"

Kaibi almost screamed before falling onto her posterior and deeper into the bush. Upon emerging back again, with her stylish hair filled with leaves, she found Hokaze Junko crouching near her.

The violet haired girl whispered

"Why are we hiding?"

"I...I don't know, it was just... no, for that matter, what are you doing here? If I remember correctly, you are..."

"Hokaze Junko."

"Well, Hokaze-san, what I am doing is not something I normally engage in. But I assure, it is what love is all about"

"Love is... about spying in the bushes?"

"What? No, it's about caring about someone. I am tailing someone... or I was, before I lost sight of him... who is important to me, and I don't want him to make a mistake with a person that is possibly suspicious"

"Oh, that truly sounds important. I was actually doing something similar"

'Is she really that gullible and innocent?' Kaibi thoughtin exasperation, before realizing the last part of the sentence.

"What? You say you're also watching over somebody?"

Junko shifted in uneasiness.

"W-Well, you see, my Queen, Mental Out of Tokiwadai, seemed really sad in the morning... she barely ate, didn't seem well rested, and barely spoke to any of us during teatime. Not to mention, she clearly didn't intend to go to the classes. With her ability, it is very easy for her to skip them and she generally doesn't get in trouble... but she usually tells us if she wants to do something that requires her missing out on school. That's why I am worried and decided to follow her. But... oh my, I think I've lost her now, while getting intrigued in your love for bushes"

"It's not love for... oh, for the..."

"Maybe I can come with you? I am always happy to make new friends"

"No one said we were friends yet..."

"We can search for our friends together? Wouldn't that be fun?"

"I guess that's better than sitting around..."

(MEANWHILE)

Shokuhou Misaki was indeed in a very grim mood. It was very unlike her usual self, but there was also a very important reason for her to be like this.

After all, today was the anniversary of the tragic incident after involving fight with Deadlock which Kamijou Touma lost the ability to ability to ever retain her in his memory. The accident that forever changed her heart, filling it with love, sorrow, and longing. The accident that made her form the conviction to establish her powerful clique. The accident that separated her with the only man who she ever loved.

It was just a normal day for other inhabitants of Academy City, but for her it was partially the day of mourning. A very specific type of grief was involved, given that the person was still alive and well. But in his world as it was right now, there was no place for Shokuhou Misaki. His mind could not attach meaning to Shokuhou, even if he was to meet her 100 times. Each and every time was the first one for him and next in line in Mental Out's painful chain of encounters with no chance for continuation in a relationship.

That was not to say those encounters were completely meaningless. Even after the accident, Shokuhou Misaki managed to have some adventures and meaningful times with Kamijou Touma. Together with Misaka Mikoto, she tried to provide as much help for the boy she loved as she possibly could.

Her heart got so numb when it came to repeated 'first meetings' that at times it scared her. Usually, faking her emotions was tiring but overall not so difficult. But during the days like this one, everything became painful and so difficult to endure.

Her emotions were on the verge of bursting. And just as she didn't want to browse the mind of the boy himself, she dared not tamper with her own emotions regarding him. Everything relating to Kamijou Touma was, per her personal rule, untouched and raw within her memory.

However, her emotional state meant that she would cause worry to her fellow classmates and subordinates within the clique. So, she announced that she was leaving to the testing for outside facility. That was not something uncommon for the level 5s of Tokiwadai, but she didn't manage to hide her turmoil perfectly, so she could only guess that at least few of clique members, particularly Junko, would have suspicions in regards to her behaviour.

"It has quite a care ability, that concern of theirs..." Shokuhou sighed, reaching for something under her school uniform" But it's not like it's going to help anybody. It will only make them unnecessarily worried. Maybe I should command them to cease feeling worry for today..."

She sighed and pulled out the silver whistle.

She didn't care if she looked ridiculous or not, as she mused out loud, while speaking 'to the whistle'.

"My prince... how is your day going? You are not even aware that this is the day that separated us... but maybe this is for the better. I hope everything is alright and you are spending days peacefully. As for me, I would have some foolishness ability if I actually wanted to complain about my life. I have wealth, status, mighty esper ability. I went with your advice and decided to value bonds around me. And thus, my clique helped me so many times to escape from peril. But even though I have so much, it all seems like a hollow act without you here..."

She put her arms, still clasped onto the whistle, closer to herself as if protecting her body from the cold, even though she was enveloped by sunlight.

"I miss you, I miss you so much. When we first met, I didn't think much of you, but over time, I realized that you provided aid ability in so many things... you saved my mental self from being erased, you treated me like a normal girl... you were the only one with whom I was forced to believe in genuine feelings, due to your right hand's interference... well, I suppose Misaka-san is similar, but let's not even compare you two in that regard. You saved me in so many ways... so it's so cruel from fate's side. I don't usually complain about it but... I was never truly in love before. I was a loner and no one truly approached me, nor could remain genuine and without my own control, for me to develop such feeling. And yet, the only man I ever felt it for was taken just as this feeling took hold of my heart... and never let go ever since..."

She sniffed as tears filled her starry eyes.

"I should just be happy that you survived and live your life out there. Knowing you, you wouldn't like me to feel like this. 'What's the matter, Golden Girl? Don't cry for me. There are so many others'. It's true that I could have literally anyone else, especially with my power. But that's just the thing. I no longer... can imagine life without you. Even in all hopelessness, and even if your world no longer has space for me, you simply can't leave mine. My prince, did you ever miss something that you don't recall? Even though you don't what you long for? Did you miss the place your mind never even heard for? If any of such feelings appear in your heart, I will always guard the memories, to tell you one day..."

Droplets of liquid started to fall down on her hands, as she slightly lowered her head.

"In truth, if I could, I would trade all of it for you to see me, not just look at me. If you saw me now, what would you say? I changed and grew into someone that I think you would love to look at. Even if it's a selfish hope, it doesn't really matter. If it takes years, no matter in which circumstances or in which bodies we meet... I just want to have one single miracle. I just want to love you, beyond anything else in the world. I had a lot of time to think about it and despite everything that seems to stand against us, I just want to be with you. In any way that I can, in all the ways that are possible. And even if they are none... I still want to care. I don't want to erase this love im my heart and move on. I can never stop, nor I want to. Because as long as we keep meeting, there is still hope..."

She sniffed once again and dried her eyes, looking up to the sky.

"Or that's what I would like to believe. I choose to believe that in this world, there is still a way for me to love you. I refuse to accept the world in which I cannot truly repay you for all you've given me. My prince, there are so many things we can do. We could spend time together just doing stuff we used to, or do something new we learned along the way. I never introduced you to my clique until you bumped into us by mistake, but I am sure my girls would love to meet you... even though they would have to learn food chain rather well. Later on, we could graduate, build a house... I would be with you for each lost moment. In memory, in action, and through my body... I would love for you to take my..."

She blushed through the tears and shook her head.

"What are you doing Misaki? For now, this is just a delusion. In truth, my prince, I feel like I am lost. I know there is a solution and lashing at myself for not seeing it yet is pointless... but I don't know what to do. And I just... I don't feel motivated or willing to truly speak about this with anyone. None of my girls knows this secret ability, even Junko-san. I would really... really use you being here right now..."

CRASH!

Shokuhou snapped back into reality, looking around and at the nearby buildings.

"What was that?! It sounded as if something dropped from high altitude. Let's see... I think it was from that direction. I might as well check it out. It's probably better than crying here, I guess..."

During first anniversary of the accident, Shokuhou spent half of the day crying, while locked in the room, to the point in which her eyes became puffy and red, stars losing all luster, and the second half indulging herself in sweets.

That's why in this year's anniversary, she motivated herself to go out and soothe her feelings with outside world. But she was obviously spiralling downwards, so she was actually rather happy about the mysterious distraction.

"Let's go check this out" she repeated to herself

(5 MINUTES LATER)

Kamijou Touma arrived at the scene of the accident.

"If someone or something alive really got hit by those flames and fell from that altitude... well, I can't imagine that they are exactly intact"

Touma shivered but nevertheless stepped forth into the alley.

"Hello, is someone there? I am coming to help..."

There was a sudden flash of light, deeper into the alley.

Touma was confused, but took off running...

Until he almost tripped over the woman laying on the ground.

"Whoa... are you okay?"

'Look at her, idiot. There is obviously no one else there, so she must be the one that I hit. But then... how is she still... well...'

The woman was a little bit frazzled, but it looked as if she tripped more than fell from the sky.

As Touma asked the question, the woman stirred and rose up with a groan.

"Owie, owie... dear me, what actually was that? Thanks for the concern but I am fine..."

When she managed to lift herself to sitting position, the sun came flooding to the alley, causing Touma to really get a good look at her.

And there really was many things to look at.

The woman was not simply attractive. The world 'lascivious' was the best, but 'gorgeous', 'sexy', or even 'breathtaking' also applied. She had long blond hair, that seemed to glow in sunlight, pretty, symmetrical face, shapely legs, and very big breasts that were actually slightly visible, because mysterious female wore one of the strangest business suites Touma ever saw. Even though it was in majority just usual, elegant pink suit, the chest area was modified into something resembling a so called 'boob window', according to overview Aogami once gave him. Even though it didn't show full glory of the woman's impressive chest, Touma was wondering how did a marvellous invention like this even allowed. Over said window, there was a ornament resembling a metal heart, that seemed vaguely familiar.

Then, the woman opened her eyes and their gazes met each other.

She tilted her head, as Touma's own eyes widened.

"Oh?"

"You?! Are you..."

"Mom?!"

The blond woman and the boy turned around to find the source of the sudden third voice entering the conversation.

Panting and clearly exhausted, another blond was leaning on the wall of the alley. Although Touma never met her before, he recognized the uniform of Tokiwadai Middle School worn in combination with white gloves and stockings. Although, to be fair, the bosom bulging under the shirt and blouse made it doubtful that its owner was really a middle schooler. The girl, aside from long blond hair, had the peculiar eyes with stars accompanying the irises.

"Misaki?" asked the blond woman.

"What are you doing here, mom?!"

'What?!' Kamijou Touma thought in disbelief.

(NOT SO LONG AFTERWARDS)

The girl, smiling politely to him despite slightly tired look, introduced herself as Shokuhou Misaki. Touma was rather bewildered that he didn't remember a girl that cute and with such a peculiar look to her. Not to mention that rather specific name.

Apparently, the blond woman was the mother of the girl called Misaki, yet Touma could still deadpan in disbelief, causing the voluptuous beauty to flinch slightly.

"Mom, what are you doing in the city? I didn't see you in ages..." Misaki insisted on her question, twirling a remote in her hand, before adding more coldly. "You also didn't come when Tokiwadai invited mothers..."

The adult woman straightened up and answered calmly.

"Misaki, I am sorry that I couldn't come. I was simply too occupied. As for why I am here now, I came here because my services were required by a client."

"Ehm, Shokuhou-san..."

"Yes?" both females looked at Touma. He pointed at Misaki, who smiled sweetly at him

"Misaki is fine"

"Well then, Misaki-san, first of all, it's very nice to meet you. It's strange that I didn't bump into Mental Out of Tokiwadai earlier on, with my luck..."

"Yes..." Shokuhou's eyes lost a little bit of their shine" It's good to see you... I mean, meet you too. A lot of people in Tokiwadai know you in some form or way. It's only natural I am interested as well. Feel free to ask any questions or spend as much time as possible with me, if you ever need anything."

"Thanks, I will consider it. Secondly... can you maybe introduce me to your... mom, you said?"

"Oh, I guess it's in order..." Misaki sighed, pointing towards the woman, who, despite being older, looked as if she just enrolled in college" For better or worse, this is my mother, Shokuhou Mayoku. She is a lawyer who travels the country protecting various difficult cases of people in courts in the name of defence. She is also a real fond of manipulating men, so you better keep your distance."

And with that, Misaki snatched Touma's arm, while watching her mother with narrowed eyes.

"Oh come on, Misaki. I am nothing of this sort. I am simply thinking that brave young men who save lives of others deserve some reward" the woman called Mayoku winked at Touma" Thanks to you, there are less crimes, and less people who could be accused of it.. sometimes mistakenly."

Touma's eyes moved to meet Mayoku's eyes. She blinked and then realized something too, so she averted them.

Touma's suspicion was almost confirmed.

Meanwhile, Misaki let Touma go and faced her mother once again

"You say that, but I bet you actually charm your opponents into admitting defeat. Don't try that on him!"

"Hmm, Misaki, you didn't tell me that you found someone you desire... mom is rather proud of you! Your fine genes are showing!"

"Wha... don't say that in front of him!"

Meanwhile, Touma's mind was working intensely.

'Her looks... her eyes... that metal heart ornament... protecting in defence... seduction... that name... spelled... 食蜂魔愛欲 ... Mayoku... Ma-yoku... ma... aiyoku... there is no mistake...'

It was not like Kamijou wasn't interested in person of Shokuhou Misaki. Quite the contrary, but for now, the older woman took priority. Because Kamijou knew her. And the time for truth came.

"Mayoku-san, I think you have a bruise under your hair... yeah, I can see it from this angle. Nearby, there is a pharmacy with really fine medicine. Let's go there and apply it once, so it won't scar" Touma said, grabbing the woman's wrist by his left hand. "Sorry, Misaki-san, I will be back in a moment"

"But..." younger Shokuhou tried to protest" I can just order someone to fetch this medicine..."

"I appreciate the thought, but I want to do it myself. I know the pharmacies of this city quite well, including the best quality of medicine and best prices. Hey, don't look like that! You are too pretty to look that sad"

Touma's tactic was effective and before Misaki's heart recovered from the sudden compliment, he disappeared around the corner with Mayoku in tow.

"Mou! For someone who can control minds, I really got wrapped around his finger..." Misaki sighed, before smiling and taking a bite of her specially ordered burger" Oh well, I don't really mind and I trust him too. The only thing is that he doesn't know how mother is. I hope she doesn't try anything funny... to be honest, I got the strangest of feelings that they actually knew each other. But this would be crazy, even for his luck... wouldn't it?"

(MEANWHILE)

However, in accord with Misaki's suspicion, Kamijou Touma knew the woman who was supposedly her mother.

Now, they were alone in the alley not so different to that in which Touma found the woman in a dark pink business suit.

"I must say, I realize that I look good and you are not half bad yourself, but taking a woman to a place like this is rather-"

"Please, drop the act. I know you recognized me earlier too..."

For some reason, Shokuhou Misaki's face became slightly fuzzy in his head. He forced himself and finished the sentence.

"... before Misaki-san arrived at the scene. Isn't that right?"

And he quickly switched hands, letting go with the left and grabbing woman's wrist with the right.

The effect was immediate.

With the sound of shattering glass, something similar to the fast-forwarded video of plant growth occurred. The woman's suit glimmered and changed into lacy, one-piece corset with thorn pattern on pink material. From the back sprouted pink, leathery, bat-like wings. Twisted, goat-like horns grew from the head. And finally, a long tail with a pointy ending slithered through space between the legs of a woman. Or rather, a succubus.

"It's been too long, Bologna"

The demoness sighed and smiled sheepishly, looking at him more fondly than before

"Hi Kamijou. So, what gave me away?"

"Your eyes. I would never forget something that characteristic"

The heart-shaped irises of Bologna Succubus glowed at that as she hit fist into open palm.

"Of course!"

"Also, your undercover name literally means "Demon of Lust" or "Demon of Desire". Seriously?"

"Shut up, I thought it sounded cool!"

"And lawyer? This doesn't sound like it would suit you at all..."

"A-Are you saying that I look too scatterbrained for this? When you live for so long, you pick up things! Also, what better way to protect unjustly accused that in court? I work at other front, but this line of work is rather beneficial for my Transcendent life mission"

"When you say it like this, it does make a little bit of sense."

The long tail of the demoness coiled around his body and neck. Touma remembered from previous encounters that Bologna did that when she showed affection or wanted him to focus.

"So, as a succubus, I can't exactly condemn you for taking the initiative and taking me to this remote alley, but what made you do this? I am flattered, but between two of us, my daughter seems to like you too, so she should be invited as well-"

"That's exactly why. Why are you doing this charade?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, what are you plan of achieving by using this girl and pretending to be her mother?"

"Hmm? But there is no charade or pretending"

"What?" now it was Touma's turn to be shocked.

"Our relationship was not always the way I wanted it to be and I imagine she doesn't always enjoy my company... but it is undeniable fact that I am a biological mother of that girl"

(MEANWHILE)

Shokuhou Misaki sighed.

Ever since she was little, her mother was an ambivalent enigma. On the one hand, she acted as if she truly cared and was never greedy when it came to money she spend on her daughter. On the other, she was always busy travelling and over time their relationship became truly... awkward, to say the least. For Misaki, her mother was carefree, overly lascivious and flirtatious woman who wasted her time away from her family. Even reading her mind didn't bring much of a significant result. She was just doing her job and earning money while having fun, on the noble mission of saving unjustly accused.

But where was she when Misaki was in trouble?

Even if she wanted to give her space and independence, why did it feel like she couldn't really connect with her own daughter?

Sometimes, Misaki felt saddened for this loneliness in her heart. Back when she lived outside of Academy City, her mother disappeared with the same frequency. Misaki's father, who supervised chain of cosmetic brands, was the one to take care of her and talk with her when she was little. But her father, despite being very nice and open man, was not really the best material when it came to day to day tasks. Even though they had some house stuff to help, Misaki did not feel the connection she craved.

"Does mommy not love me enough to be here?" little Misaki inquired.

"Your mother has very important job." her father assured her " But she does love you a lot and cares for you in her own way. Thanks to her, we could expand our products and live in luxury."

"Do you love mommy, papa?"

"Your mother... is someone really special, Misaki. Even though I am rich, I am nothing compared to her. " he said, caressing her head" And I am not taking about the money alone. She is...different... from normal people. I care for her, but it's like loving the sun or the stars. You can enjoy their beauty and warmth, but can't exactly be in their presence the whole time. That's why I... I couldn't be in a normal relationship with her."

"But how can you feel like this while mommy is away? Are you... vivorcing?"

"Divorcing? That's... that's complicated, Misaki. But I don't think that's something for girl of your age to worry about, it's adult stuff. I just want you to know, and she would also say it too, that she really loves you. She just can't live like regular people, for variety of reasons. Misaki, I know that it hurts, but being close is not the only way to love. One day, when you'll truly love someone and something happens to separate you, you will understand what I mean"

But there were moments, sometimes lasting for days, when Shokuhou Mayoku returned to their house. She would take a bath, eat something, and try to hug her

"Hello, Misaki. How is my little starlight doing?"

Misaki would usually stay silent, or stuck her tongue at her mother.

Said mother would not be insulted by that. On the contrary, she would ask if everything was okay. It was awkward concern, but concern nonetheless.

So in the end, Misaki was truly torn between her feelings in regards to her mother. On the one hand, she felt alone and left behind. Even if it wasn't intentional, it still hurt just as badly. The fact that her father did not seem to care all that much slowly transformed her house into the cage. Cage filled with love, but cage nonetheless. Her mother always allowed her to act on her desires, and never raised her voice. In fact, her father was more strict of the two. Misaki hated the lack of connection, or rather, the ambivalence of the connection she had. Because on the other hand, she did have some pleasant memories with both of her parents. She remembered her mother singing to her, hugging her, or even (that must have been a dream or fantasy of some sort!) taking her in her arms to show her a panoramic view of the city at night. For some reason, Misaki couldn't shake off the feeling that she felt like flying at the time.

Her mother wasn't also heartless, because Misaki heard her cry at night multiple times. But why did she have to leave so often? What exactly was her job? Why was she so sad, so attentive to Misaki when she was with her, and yet detached to the point of not returning home for so long? Was a lawyer's job really that hard and important? There were many questions, and almost no answers.

The ambiguity of back-and-forth relationship culminated with Misaki being sent out to Academy City. She felt like she couldn't deal with the atmosphere of secrets anyway.

However, the atmosphere of loneliness never truly left her, and only deepened when she awakened the most powerful mental ability, that caused most of people to avoid her.

Who would have wanted to be around someone who could read your every thought? Who could control you at given moment and force you to do things against your will?

The IDEAL lab and Dolly's supposed demise only deepened psychological problems and trust issues, adding depression and paranoia. Despite support of certain people, like Hokaze Junko, she was spiralling downwards alongside her feelings, the culmination of which was mental equivalent of taking her own life that almost happened at Ground Geo. If it wasn't for Kamijou Touma, with whom Shokuhou spent the following summer and who she now loved more than anything in the world, she wouldn't be there to think about all those things.

She didn't really meet her mother since coming to Academy City. There were a few times on some special occasions, but they were not long or meaningful enough for Misaki to ask questions or truly scan her mother's mind. Mayoku wrote to her frequently and paid for her education, but usually, it was Misaki's father who represented his daughter during various events or competitions.

So, what should Misaki think now, when her mother appeared, after over 2 years?

"Excuse me..."

Mental Out snapped out of her contemplation to notice two people near the table.

"Huh? Junko-san? And you were... Gokusai Kaibi-san, correct?"

"Yes. I just tagged along because I am watching over someone else..." Kaibi motioned to Misaki's right hand girl" but it seems she has something to say to you"

"My Queen..." Hokaze bowed slightly" I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong with you today"

"I explicitly told you not to worry. Were you following me?"

"I am sorry my Queen, but until you force me, I cannot obey the order to discard my concern for you. I am here not as member of Shokuhou Clique, but as your friend. Please tell me if something is bothering you"

Misaki bit her lip. Should she confess her initial troubles or the ones she had regarding her mother?

She finally decided on the latter

"My mother is here and I don't quite know what to do. I would normally don't ask anyone for this, but..."

(MEANWHILE)

"... would you listen to my story? I think you deserve the explanation." Bologna flapped her wings slightly, while stretching her body. Touma blushed and averted his eyes.

"B-Bologna-san... your chest..."

"Oh? It seems I still make you flustered, what a charmer you are, boy. Don't be so shy, we had each other's backs before and were closer in lot of ways. The bath, the shared flights, the flirting..."

"With Aradia breathing down on our necks and ripping of my spine. You stripped me naked, remember?"

"Heh, you should have seen the cabal while the division of Rescuers and Killers formed. That was quite... intense...

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"Why yes, I am a witch" Aradia looked at Bologna with a silent challenge in her eyes

"'Witch' isn't the word I used and you know it!" succubus screamed back.

"It starts with a 'B'" muttered flegmatically Good, Old Mary

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"A-And don't remind me of stripping part! I was just - dhggzg- simply because- wwrrrpt- and you were- brtzpt..."

"Your common tongue, or whatever it's called, it's acting up"

As he remembered, the succubus blushed red and turned awkwardly away. Even though she was seductive and in control, she was unusually flustered when someone initiated the teasing.

As a result, her tail unconsciously tightened around him and threatened to suffocate him.

And as Touma sought way to free himself...

He accidentally tickled the tip of her tail.

"AAAAAAAOAAAAAHHH!"

Touma's blood pressure skyrocketed when the succubus made a sound that could only be described as moan, straight into his ear.

"Huh?!"

"W-W-What do you think you are doing?!"

"Don't tell me the tip of this tail is sensitive!"

"Touch it again or I may be crass, but I shove this pointy tail straight up your a-"

"A-ALL RIGHT! B-But if it's sensitive, wouldn't shoving it there cause you to-"

Bologna coughed loudly. By this point, there were both beet red.

"Point is, you can relax more with me. Even if we both got ourselves into rather strange situation as of now"

She pulled him close and onto her chest, that seemed like a warm and soft mattress. Trying his best to form coherent sentences, Touma asked:

"What were you even doing here?"

"I was on errand requested by Alice. I wanted to fetch something she liked to eat from the city when all of the sudden I was hit by a blast of cold fire."

"Ehm, that is my fault actually..."

"Really? Huh, you really are full of surprises. The flames disappeared as quickly as they appeared and I crash landed. I managed to reduce the impact with my wings though"

"And what about this whole... human look?"

"This is my disguise. It conceals my demonic nature, both physically and mentally"

"Mentally. Does it mean that if..."

Who was the daughter? He couldn't seem to remember.

Bologna snapped her fingers.

"You want to ask if it means that my daughter can't retrieve my memories of the Bridge Builders Cabal and the fact that I am a succubus? Well, the talisman that conceals my form also modifies my memories if someone takes a look at them from the outside. Of course, Misaki could see the truth but she would have to dig a lot deeper. She never saw reason to do so and I never gave her one"

"So she doesn't know? Does her father know then?"

"I think the best way to explain this is to start from the very beginning. Stay close to mommy Bologna and listen to the tale"

"M-Mommy?"

"Would you prefer onee-chan? To be honest, I did pump so much of my blood through your body that we could pass at blood-sworn step-siblings..."

"I... I never considered that before..."

"But I thought mommy will stick. And don't worry. Succubic blood will not alter your DNA, so any intercourse you would like to have with my lovely daughter is still a green light..."

"W-What are you saying? She seems nice, but I never met her before!"

"Really? I sense some strong, meaningful bond between you. And succubi have sixth sense for things like this"

(ELSEWHERE)

At the same time, Shokuhou Misaki told Hokaze Junko and Gokusai Kaibi her earlier reflections and parts of her childhood history.

"My Queen... I am sorry you had to go through this... but maybe it's not proper to judge your mother so quickly..."

"So Miss Bee has mommy issues. Welcome to the club!" said Kaibi, giving her thumbs up.

Shokuhou didn't even know why she tell the story to Measure Heart. Maybe she was too tired by this day she was experiencing to care anymore. Well, she could always erase that memory if she wanted too.

"Look, it seems your mom is a piece of work, but she does care, right? You gave examples yourself" Kaibi carried on" So while I am not telling you to let all the mistakes go away, maybe just... approach her about it?"

"Yes, my Queen. I am sure there is a more reasonable explanation. Did you actually approached your mother to confront her about those issues?"

"W-Well, it is not something that can be easily done given her travels..."

"But she is here now and-"

"I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO IT!" Shokuhou shouted out, before taking a breath and calming herself down" I just... it's hard for me to approach this. I appreciate your help, but this is easier said than done"

"Well, it's still worth a shot" Kaibi concurred.

"I really don't know what to think. On the one hand, she cared about me, sent money, cared enough to ask how I was doing. But she was chronically absent, forgot about various events important for me, and always had such a carefree attitude when she returned. It's just... ugh... and why do I feel like she actually knows my prince?! How and when did this happen? I swear, if she tries to seduce him, I will..."

"Queen, is there really a reason to be jealous of your own mother?"

"At least she can have a lasting impact on his memory" Misaki said this part quietly, before continuing" I am simply stating that he is too naive. I don't know if he saved her, she saved him, or there was just an incident involving misfortune and some strange innuendos! With his luck and her sultriness... ah, this is driving me so mad! What are they doing in that pharmacy?!"

(MEANWHILE)

"Achoo!"

As Touma and lascivious succubus sat down to share the tale from the past, Bologna sneezed all of the sudden, her long tail whipping the air behind her.

After a short pause, Touma took off his hoodie and offered it to the demoness.

"Bless you"

"Pfft, don't bless the demon, you're hysterical! Oh no, I am not really cold, don't worry."

Despite saying that, she took Touma's hoodie and put it around herself with a smile.

"But thank you. You know, I can always revert to my disguise, which has a warm suit."

"Your original form is more comfortable for you, right? So you can stay in it while covering yourself with my clothes. And also... y-your breasts are really sticking out..."

Bologna smiled... before leaning over and lightly biting his right ear.

"Ah?!" Touma screamed, his face growing red" W-What are you doing?"

"A reward for you. You know, many succubi consider chivalry as meek and lame, but for me, it's a major turn on... I can really see why my daughter is so into you..."

"S-Speaking of succubi, you were about to tell me a story..."

"Oh, right. Well then, if you want to know about me and Misaki, let's start from the very beginning..."

"How far are we talking about?"

"Very beginning... or one from the few beginnings, possibly. The book of Genesis. Are you familiar?"

"Vaguely. I live with a nun, and she mentions the Bible sometimes"

"Excellent. Originally, there were 4 demon queens: Eiseth Zenunim, princess of qliphah Gamaliel. Agrat bat Malhat, mistress of sorcery and spiritual destruction. Naamah, dancing demoness of plague. And the oldest of them all, Lilith, first wife of Adam, cast out of Eden for disobedience, the "first fiery female to ever cohabit with man". Those 4 demon queens mated with archangel Samael, and from them, every succubus or incubus who ever lived derives.

Those 4 lines of succubi were always in rivalry with each other. Each had their own turf and loyalties. But all of them were linked by strong libido, or lust drive, ability to drain human life force in order to sustain their own."

"D-Drain? How would you do it?"

Bologna made a kissy face.

"Well, you know what they say... you can't spell succubus without a 'suck'"

Touma gulped.

"D-Does that mean..."

"Liquids were the key to make initial contact with mana. Saliva, blood, but often also sem-"

"A-ALRIGHT, CONTINUE PLEASE!"

"Okay then... succubi, as demons, could live forever unless they were killed by stronger power, like angelic magic or demonic might of a fellow succubus of higher order, or when they managed to be exorcised by a specific spell. Many believed that we couldn't reproduce. That was a lie. However, creation of succubus could only be achieved by mating with another succubus, which was very hard thing to do because of political wars between demons over influence and power. For demons of lust, succubi were rather restricted by their rulers when it came to reproduction. Not to mention, usually birth of a succubus had to be achieved with impregnation from our male counterparts, incubi, and those were born rarely, compared to the females of our species. The only good thing was that they didn't have to worry about marrying within the clan, because we demons don't have the same type of DNA that you humans do. We just transferred our characteristics and abilities through magic, as silly as it may sound. There was a possibility of turning a human into succubus, but it required sexual intercourses bordering on the edge of death. Nonetheless, some humans did turned into demons and joined us.

Each of the succubus clans had different methods of seduction and ways of life. Eiseth loved to use magic, Agrat preferred violence to subdue victims, Naamah thought of elaborated traps. Meanwhile Lilith clan was traditional in art of seduction. Even though succubi were demons, they were not inherently evil. We were simply born to lust, we needed those intercourses to stay alive. You can say that sexual intercourse gave us vital energy to suspend our immortality. Either way, succubi treated humans like a resource. They tried to gather as much energy as possible, while also trying to exterminate members of 3 other clans to have nothing hindering their vision of the world. Usually, armies of female demons warred with each other, tried to kill males from the other tribe to hinder the reproduction, sold the brethren to humans who would also hunt them down... or went for the head of the clan.

Because we had too few male demons, and they were usually weaker than females, the head of the clan was always a succubus descending straight from one of 4 original demon queens. While all succubi are related to them, many mated with lesser demons or were originally human, so the purity of blood varied from demon to demon, and with said purity, the might of magical power. The line of blood with strongest magical power, the one linking straight to demon queen's lineage, was called 'royal blood'. Succubi of royal blood were the strongest of their respective tribes, gifted with greatest beauty, power, and intelligence. And among them, the most feared was the royal blood of Lilith, the most powerful and oldest of succubi. Among history, each clan had their moment of glory, but descendants of Lilith, among them prince of hell Asmodeus, embodiment of lust and Sword of Samael, dominated the scene for centuries.

Once a century, the tournament for a new ruler of a clan was held. Even though in theory every succubus and incubus could participate, in practice it was the battle between the current queen and her direct descendant. It could be seen as a contest of sexual intercourses and dominance, combined with a physical battle of strength and agility. For first few centuries, the winner remained the same, but more or less one in half of a millennium, the queen changed.

So, everything seemed relatively stable. But then, humans truly managed to get hold of magic. They learned to summon us and bind us to their will. Humans started to use us and we tried to fight back. No one knows when exactly but in retaliation, one of the incubi had a child with a human woman. This was the birth of a first cambion, a human-demon hybrid.

Both worlds were stunned and shocked at this. Earlier, succubi drained humans out of energy to keep themselves alive or occasionally attempted to turn human into a succubus or incubus. Meanwhile, humans feared the demons, trying to either exorcise them or contract them to turn them into slaves. Never in our history happened that an offspring of the two was produced. It was because the small number of incubi who were capable of such a feat and the fact that the wombs of succubi were hostile and not adapted to child bearing. It was such for us to be able to continuously engage in various intercourses without having to worry about frequent pregnancies.

It soon turned out that cambions were unique existence. Demons are bound by certain rules they cannot easily overstep, but those divine laws did not apply to cambions. They were a little bit like a magical grey area. They were human enough to omit them, but demon enough to have great powers, far exceeding that of regular mortals. Magic, divination, soothsaying... it is not strange that one of the most famous cambions was Merlin of Arthurian legends.

Recognizing the potential of cambions, demons started to try to reproduce and suddenly, a lot of hybrids were born. But succubi soon learned that they couldn't truly control the cambions. They had human emotions and ingenuity, and even though they could die through both human and demonic means, they also possessed powerful supernatural abilities, the likes of which demons never saw. Meanwhile, humans feared cambions, considering them a violation of natural order. Hunted down and forced to live in fear, most cambions went berserk and retaliated against both sides. This resulted in a bloody war with lots of causalities on both sides, tragic even for demon standards. Humans and demons made an agreement banning the existence of cambions, as they were too powerful and unpredictable for either side to fully control.

Nevertheless, there was someone that violated that pact. Someone who was later cursed by her own clan and forsaken despite her heritage.

I was born not so long ago in demon terms, in the late 9th century after Christ of your Georgian calendar..."

"Wait a moment!" Touma interrupted after a long period in attentive listening" But that means... aren't you really old?"

The tail of the succubus whacked him on the head like a small whip.

"You meanie! Is this any way to talk to a lady? For a succubus, I am a young adult. This year, I am turning 1125 years old. Those who exceed 2000 years old are middle aged, and those that exceed 4000, ancient. But since we are ageless, this doesn't really matter all that much. Can I continue now?"

"Y-Yes, please..."

"Where was I? Ah, the anti-cambion pact and my birth. I was born to a successful queen, Gamori. She was 10th ruler of our clan and in her time, clan of Lilith seduced more humans and gained more power than Eiset and Agrath clans combined. My mother was beloved by her people, considered the most talented seductress since the rule of Astaroth, Asmodeus, or Lilith herself. However, she was never much of a role-model for me or my older sister, Meridiana. She educated us in the ways of our clan, with no room for mistake. It could not be described in any way other than oppressive.

But despite all of her power and prestige, Gamori ultimately fell prey to Naamah clan ambush and mortally wounded in the battle with her queen. With her death, the title of the ruler automatically transferred to my sister, who became 11th queen. Meridiana decided that we should all focus on seduction and increasing our power in the hope of ultimately defeating the rival clans. But she was mysteriously disappearing for many years, and finally, the truth came out to the surface.

Meridiana observed and studied humans. She thought they could prove beneficial and manifested in front of a man called Gerbert of Aurillac after he was rejected by woman he loved. She helped him ascend the ranks of catholic church and he became known as pope Sylvester II. Meridiana gave him the idea to use hindu-arabic numeral system and spread it through Europe, and gave birth to few other revolutionary inventions. In exchange, Sylvester (and hidden catholic church mages) promised to hunt down and exorcise only the succubi from the other clans, with Meridiana teaching the church how to identify them. This is what my older sister exclaimed in happiness on the meeting of the entire clan. However, things didn't go exactly as planned.

Clan of Lilith was filled with really prideful demons and there were some who refused to listen to someone who fraternized with humans. As the clan split further no matter what my sister did, she chose to willingly exiled herself to avoid bloodshed. It was a millennium ago and I didn't see her ever since, although I know that she is alive somewhere. Anyway, the last right of resigning queen was passing the title onto someone else. And so, just like that, I became the 12th queen of Lilith clan.

I never wanted to become a ruler and I thought my sister was always better suited to do be the queen. But I knew I must carry on for the sake of my people, because the strife from cambion wars and dispute over collaboration with humans already divided the clan. So I did what everyone expected. We warred, we loved and copulated through day and night. Over time, peace was back, we regained stability. We forced Naamah clan into submission, allied with Eiset and made Agrath to go on a standstill. Everything was perfect.

Everything, except for me. I still wasn't liked or trusted. After over 400 years after becoming a queen, I became dull, bored, and empty. The war seemed unnecessary to me, the lust didn't bring that much pleasure. Everything I did seemed orchestrated and pointless. I thought even though I was a powerful demon, I did not feel like it at all. To be honest, I started to envy humans. And in one moment, I desired something that was forbidden in the oldest succubi laws.

Succubus could never, ever, truly love a human being. We could use them for pleasure, drain the energy from them, but romantic love was out of question.

But I was tired and frustrated, I just wanted to do something to oppose the system I hated. So I came to earth and took a human form. I lived in a small town in Tuscany for 10 years. Quite a bit for a human, but nothing to succubus. In that village, I learned about humans and realized that maybe my sister was right. Humans were flawed and I found them funny in certain ways, but their lives were often admirable in their simplicity. I tried mimicking them and I learned a lot. And when I thought, I knew everything, I became pregnant with the son of owner of the inn I was staying in during my life in town.

I was shocked and overjoyed. Back then, I didn't think about the severe consequences of violating the anti-cambion pact. Humans had the right to dispose of the hybrid children, while the demons had the order to kill the parent on sight.

But even if I realized it at some point, I just couldn't think about all of this when by some miracle, I gave birth to healthy baby boy. In that one moment, I understood, at least partially, human love for their offsprings. War, rivalry, domination, lustful excesses - all seemed pointless in the face of this new life that I brought to the world.

Those days in which I watched him grow up, in which we could just play, and be each other without a care in the world, were one of the happiest ever. He was a lively boy, with a tremendous appetite and curiosity of the world. Every moment in which I could see him grow, change, unlike me, gave me strangest of feelings... and most beautiful ones.

But it ended. Abruptly, like all good things.

I don't know if people told the church. Maybe it was a demon from my clan, or some foe from the rival one, plotting my destruction. I tried my best to hide my child. But there were signs, signs that could be used to identify cambions.

"What kinds of signs?"

"Some kind of power of influence over others, be it manipulation or something else. Craving for milk or food bigger than usual in children. Fast maturity and growth of reproductive organs. But the most notable was..."

Bologna made a gesture 'I am watching you' pointing at her eyes and then at Touma's.

"The eyes would always mutate in some way. What they looked like varied from cambion to cambion, but they never had a regular human look"

(MEANWHILE)

Shokuhou Misaki looked at the reflection of her star-shaped irises and sighed. Hokaze went to buy them some snacks, as she and Gokusai Kaibi waited on the bench.

"Are you by chance thinking about the things I told you about?"

Kaibi was about to ask if the other girl was reading her thoughts, but stopped herself in time.

"Yes" she admitted" To be honest, faced with something like this, my own problems don't seem all that big and imposing."

"I... didn't actually tell you the whole truth about my worries, mostly because I don't want to burden Junko-san with it. I have no qualms about removing it from your memory though if there will be a need. Simply put, I cannot truly spend time with person I cherish." Shokuhou lowered her head" today is anniversary of the day in which he developed a condition that makes it impossible for us to truly have a relationship. I am thinking of the way to solve this, but sometimes, it seems hopeless."

Both Kaibi and Misaki were aware of who exactly was the subject of their sympathy. Even if they didn't have 100% certainty, it didn't take a genius intellect to infer that they were in love with the same person.

In that moment, Gokusai Kaibi should rejoice over her advantage and relish the fact that while she had her problems to work through, she at least had a viable chance in moving forward. But looking at solemn Shokuhou just didn't get her in the good mood for all of that.

'What would I feel if I didn't have any option to act in my love for Touma?'

Kaibi couldn't help but think that and feel deep gratitude for her own situation.

At the same time, the feeling that was once almost alien to her, but that came into her heart alongside the compassion brought forth by meeting and subsequently falling in love with Kamijou Touma.

She felt pity for Shokuhou Misaki.

And this is why, despite everything, she decided to act.

"Shokuhou-san... you are aware how my ability regulates emotional distances, right? I was thinking that maybe, if you really wanted a way to ease pain without giving up, I have the solution"

"Truly? What would be this wonder ability?" Shokuhou looked at her" Also, I doubt that you would like to help me with no reward"

"Firstly, I think your situation genuinely sucks. Secondly, it is something that someone I want to cherish would do. Thirdly, you are right, I do want to ask something in return from you. But that can wait after we do it"

"You think that I can't control my own emotions?"

"I am sure you can. After all, your ability is stronger than mine. But I think that doing it from the outside increases the change of this being well done. I would like to try it. You know, mental type with mental type"

"Oh well, I have nothing to lose. What do you propose?"

"First, use your power to switch the source of your sorrow from your memories to myself."

click, click, click, beep!

"Done. It will revert back in 10 minutes."

"Great. Now, press my forehead against yours."

"Oh, so we are doing it old fashioned way"

"Yes. That will give the best effect."

Each of the girls pressed foreheads to one another, and put both hands to the sides of the other's head.

This form of using mental powers was the oldest and most efficient, yet usually compensated with devices like Shokuhou's remotes not only because it didn't allow much versatility but was hard to achieve for pragmatic reasons. But for today, it was excellent. They needed basic pathway to link two minds together.

"I can't read thoughts like you do. But I can sense your vague emotional states and mental phenomena that make up emotional distances. I can't distance you from your own problem. But if you trick your own perception that I am the source of your anguish, that's another story. I will now maximally decrease, and then gradually increase our emotional distance. This will also allow you to distance yourself from your problems, without actually losing sight of them."

"Sounds reasonable"

"Then here we go... contact."

"Contact"

(MEANWHILE)

As two girls bonded in an unusual way, Bologna Succubus continued her story.

"One day, the sorcerers from the church burst into my home. I had the power to obliterate them, but they managed to take my son hostage. When I tried to free him, they ganged up on me, putting a powerful charm that made me lose consciousness.

When the succubus awoke, she was laying on the ground, with glowing labyrinth of intricate lines forming a circle under her body.

'A sigil... was I forcibly summoned here?'

"Are you awake, demon?" a voice spoke above her.

It was an older man of rather massive, if not obese body, dressed in a robe with gem-incrusted papal tiara and rings on his fingers

"Cardinal Pietro Barbo... I should have guessed that it was you'

Then her eyes widened as she looked around

"My son... where is my baby?"

"It is your Holliness now" the corpulent man spoke, smacking his lips" My papal name is Paulus II. Now, you normally would wait months for audience, but I begrudgingly admit that you are royalty. So let's talk as leaders."

"Answer my question!" the succubus pounced on her feet, her blond hair swishing beside her as she reached towards the pope's face.

Her hand burned as it left the area encircled by the sygil.

"You underestimate me. I used my own blood for this summoning circle. You can't hurt..."

With a roar of pain, succubus managed to land a blow, scratching older man's cheek with her claws.

He recoiled, looking at blood dripping on his fingers.

"It seems blood of Lilith has not only supreme carnal charm, but formidable magic power, just like the legends say. Chain her!"

Few people in the chamber intonated a prayer which caused the multitude of golden chains to bind the succubus and forced her to knee.

"Even with your might, it will take you a while to break your chains, if you could even try. Queen of Lilith clan, it is not our desire to hurt you. However, your... son... is a different story. The rules don't apply to cambions. If you choose to cooperate, we might, however, find use of him. The choice is yours. We tolerated your very existence, demons, for far too long. The birth of a cambion is a step out of line altogether"

"What... do you want from me, pope?"

"You know what I want. Tell me your secrets. Location of your liar, everything that can be used to defeat you, everything you surely know as a queen."

"I told you and others before you, that I will never do it. Besides what can you do as a humans? You can't enter our realm... unless... the other 3 clans?"

"I shall bestow upon them the knowledge of how to dispose of Lilith clan. Both me and them thought you are too powerful to keep the balance of power. Besides, of all 4 clans, you have the biggest tendency to... dirty human blood"

"No, that's not... can't you see? We are different beings, but it doesn't mean that we can't coexist. Please, stop this madness before it's too late"

"Madness?! I will tell you what is madness, seductress of hell! Succubus tainting the soul that God bestowed upon a human"

"I thought that loving was impossible... that it was a disgrace to my ancestors... but I want to love. I don't want to war, with you or other clans. So just... please... let me live with my son"

"Tell them she didn't agree. Do what we arranged earlier. Apparently, demons really don't care about their children" the large man in exquisite robes laughed.

Succubus, still bent under the chains, cried out:

"No... please, just... stop this..."

"Then speak, demon! Tell me your secrets, and we will release him"

Succubus bit her lip so much that stream of blood poured on a sigil.

And she spoke. Tortured inside, because what she was committing was the greatest treason against her own kind.

After a while, pope raised his hand.

"That's enough. As I said, we will release him now"

Succubus smiled through tears. She looked around expectantly.

"Where... where is my son? Did you restrain him somewhere around here? He is probably hungry, I should-"

"Oh, I doubt that he will feel hunger for a while" pope spoke calmly.

He snapped his fingers and the summoning circle moved, forcing the succubus outside, on the balcony.

When the demoness looked down, her face slowly lost all colour and became a mask painted with true terror.

There were people gathering around something that looked like not yet-lit bonfire.

"As I am saying." the pope licked his lips in dismay"...we are releasing him. We are releasing his human half from atrocity committed by the demon race. By purging flame, we will allow this pitiful creature to at least seek a chance for salvation. By the way, this was to be done even if you didn't spill out your secrets"

The succubus tried to pounce forward, but the chains held her down.

"You... you can't! ISN'T THIS A SIN?! THIS IS MERELY A CHILD!"

"Demon lecturing the pope about sin?! How pitiful you are, queen of Lilith folk. Your nature brings harm to those around you. If you want something to blame for his demise, blame your own blood. Did you try to be human before? Because I tell you, I never saw any child, nor any creature of God's plan, in front of my eyes. You are a sad disgrace"

"You... you monster! No, don't-"

"Light it up!"

The fire spread quickly and was consuming everything without mercy.

Extending her arm through the balcony's lower railing, the succubus' lips opened in a soundless scream as her eyes overflowed with tears, as the flames consumed entire construction.

Then slowly and steadily, rage replaced the sorrow.

As minutes passed, painfully slow, one after the other, chains started to snap. And then, she was back on her feet.

"What? Imp-"

Something broke within that queen. Something was unsealed and released to the surface.

The woman they saw before their eyes changed. She utilized the highest power succubus royalty could use.

Her blond hair lengthened and flew on invisible breeze. Her attire ripped as she stood naked, yet terrible as army with banners. With teeth like pearls, breasts like twin roses, lips like thread of scarlet, with sweetness of honey, fragrance of ecstasy, touch as soft as silk.

"Drop your weapons"

And so they did, with metal clattering on the floor.

In one moment, all people became hers to govern, through their lust and craving.

She became the desire itself. Irresistible, tempting, mesmerizing, enchanting, bewitching. Nothing controlled mankind more than desire.

And this enraged demon used it to her advantage, as her influence reached dozens, hundreds of people on the square below.

She raised her arm and spoke:

"I, royal blood of Lilith's clan, command you to do what you desire and bring end to anyone who might oppose it"

"Yes my Queen!" every woman and man cried out as if hypnotized. The wrath of succubus only spared children who fled from the square in fear.

That was the most primal form of mind control. It was an absolute obedience.

In one moment, she released all restrains from any desire those gathered have. All the lust, greed, and violence. One could only imagine the chaos that followed, as everyone turned against each other.

The pope tried to flee, but he was struck and fell down from the stairs. This accident drastically shortened his life, culminating in a stroke that ended it only few years later. He also remained shaken for the rest of his days.

And in this tumult, the demon spread her wings and dived down, through the flames, and then away from the city.

When she landed, she already knew that it was far too late, even before she disposed of the enemy. Despite all the possible extraordinary powers cambions could have, they still had mortal bodies.

And those were so fragile.

"I am so sorry... I am sorry, my son..."

What she could do was simple.

Her magic usually allowed her to turn pleasure into pain. But now, she forcibly reversed it and brought merciful release to her child, in his last moments.

She didn't know how long she laid down there, with wings folded, tail coiled, hands on her face.

Demons didn't cry. Demons didn't mourn their dead.

But this succubus was different. She didn't know why. She didn't know if that meant that she was supreme or flawed, not being demonic enough to be a true queen but also not human enough to mingle among mortals.

But in truth, she didn't actually care. She didn't care about anything but one thing.

Slowly, she rose her head towards the sky.

"If you hear me, God... if you ever spare a moment of your attention for me, your supposed enemy, please do it now. I never wanted to truly oppose you! I don't know what my ancestors thought, but I never intended to go against you. So tell me this... where is the justice in all of this?! My child was deemed unworthy to live simply because of his very existence. If you have a plan for all that is to happen, why did an innocent child have to die?! There is no justice here at all. If you want someone, if someone really is needed... take me instead! I don't care if all of the demons call me a traitor, and all of humans hate me for it. Bring him back. I will give it all you want, just... bring my child back in exchange for my own life. He had so much to see and I was just broken, love-seeking fool. I am the one that deserves this! So answer me! Come on, struck me with lightning, purge me, erase me or do anything you wish! It's better than to bare this unjust accusation that caused innocent life to be erased. Come on, do it! I am right here! DO YOU HEAR ME, GOD?! ANSWER MEEEEEEE!"

Lightning split the sky... but didn't hit the mourning mother.

She slumped to her knees, as her blond hair became heavy with water from the storm.

It was November, Anno Domini 1467.

"Afterwards, the pope used the information I gave him to allow other 3 clans to attack my own. I was too struck by grief to truly help and almost 3/4 of entire clan perished. Those that survived were turned slaves or hid somewhere through the world. My name was cursed and I became a traitor to Lilith clan. A Renegade Queen. I lost both my child and my home.

I roamed the human world, trying to deal with my anger. But it just kept rising, and rising, and rising. In few years, it would finally erupt and get me my one registered moment of fame.

(MEANWHILE)

Two girls opened their eyes.

"That was...incredible" muttered Misaki." I feel... so much better now. And you are right, this was so much better than doing it alone. Oh, you are crying"

And indeed, there were days flowing down Kaibi's face. She smiled and dried them off.

"Well, I connected to you emotionally. That was quite a bit to take. When it comes to him, your feelings are really intense."

"Oh..."

Hokaze Junko was watching them with her cheeks totally red.

"Emm... Hokaze-san... how long have you been there?"

"I-I am sorry for interrupting youuuuuu!"

"Wait-"

But the girl already dashed away.

"Don't you think that she could misunderstand the situation a little bit?"

"Of course she did... not to worry, she will return when I call her. Now... I am an honourable queen. What is it that you desire in exchange from me?"

"I heard that your information network is excellent. I want you to find to people for me"

"Oh, that's all? Who should my girls look for?"

"#2 of Academy City, Dark Matter. And foreign blond courier with big breasts, known as Oriana Thomson."

"Hmm... that should be done. But isn't there anything else?"

"What?"

"Something is troubling you too... if I can peak into-"

"No! No peaking into my mind!"

"Boo! You already connected with mine!"

"That's different, I didn't actually read your thoughts. If you insist, I can tell you, in my own words"

"Huh... that's highly inefficient, but do it your way, I guess..."

And so Kaibi told Misaki about her reunion with Kamijou Touma, her internal conflict regarding Kakine Teitoku, and few other matters regarding her emotional inner life.

"Hmm..." Mental Out mused, stroking her honey-scented hair" From what I hear... you are limiting yourself on purpose."

"B-But I realized my feelings and-"

"You are scared. Scared of being hurt by your feelings, scared to truly connect with another human being."

"W-Why would you be so sure?"

"Because I've been there too. We are not so different in that regard. Kakine Teitoku and his indifference hurt you, didn't they? You are scared to be hurt, and you are tired of hurting overall. You are scared to love someone without the mask. Your subconsciousness tries to hinder your efforts, because it is convinced that you cannot bother with genuine intimacy. But ever since you met him, you started to crave it, am I right? It's rather unfortunate, given that you deny the chances to confess your feelings."

"Then what am I supposed to do?"

"Accept the risk of pain while learning how to love. Seize the moment and give it all you can... at least, that's what I would do if I could do it at all..."

Kaibi was once again washed with regret. Learning of Shokuhou's situation really put things into perspective.

"Oh well, I guess I can give you one-time push as a thank you, in your relationship with him. Make no mistake though, next time we meet on the field of romantic battle, we will be rivals.

"What are you..."

click, click, beep!"

"Ah! What did you..."

"You will see, it has a delayed effect"

"What has?!"

"It's a sur-prise, kyun!"

"Don't 'kyun' me here, and tell me what you implanted in my brain!"

(MEANWHILE)

Bologna's story was about to reach its climax.

"In 1468, I was staying in the inn inside of city of Bologna. Through all that time, I was attacked by other, rival succubi, who tried to end Lilith's royal blood. I was calm when it was just about me, but when the owner of the tavern was accused of running a brothel, I lost my patience. When they executed him I brought the crowd, happy to see his demise, into the painful agony. This time was officially recognized in the records and made me known as Succubus di Bologna, in the eyes of the people. But no matter how much pain I brought in that moment, my own could never cease.

A lone succubus was standing above the sea of fallen bodies. People, that she brought to their knees with her power, that turned the excitement they felt to agonizing pain. The spell didn't spare anyone of the present. And each time someone tried to get up, she used her power once again.

They were alive. Albeit some would probably prefer death.

But when the furious demoness was about to use magic once again, a hand was clasped on her arm.

"That's enough. They are barely alive"

The succubus turned around to notice a woman hidden in the smoke of extinguished bonfire.

"Who are you, who dares to stop my vengeance?"

"Look at me, Queen of Succubi."

"I am no longer the queen of anyone"

"I said, raise your face. Surely you recognize me. The paths of mine and your folk crossed multiple times in the past."

Succubus finally noticed. The outfit resembling the robes of oriental priestess. Barefoot, with arms exposed, golden keys clattering and silver hair flowing on the wind.

"Witch Goddess... Aradia"

"I heard about the tragedy that struck your clan and family. But is this the way of your vengeance?"

"Don't you get it? I cannot stop this grief over unjust hand of fate... it just doesn't go away. Humans... killed my son! "

"But not human race itself! I heard your speech before you tried to save that man! Speech about unjust accusations. I can only applaud of that. You think I don't know?"

Aradia clenched her fist and for a moment, three shadows stretched under her feet.

"I mourned and lost so many of my children... witches burn so often and I cannot save them all...Humans bring death in name of their ideals and it follows them like a plague. Do you know what they did in times of hunts for heretics? Over 200 years ago, in July 1209, the city of Beziers in France was sacked and all of the inhabitants were killed on the accusation of cathar heresy during Albigensian Crusade. Men, women, and children... among them my beloved witches, whom I tired to rescue. And you know what the main commander of the forces of church said when it was said to him that there could be innocents among the so called heretics?"

The lips of the succubus trembled as she spoke.

"Caedite eos. Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius"

"Yes." Aradia's face darkened" He said 'Kill them all, for the Lord knows them that are His'. I was there, I saw that city burn, and walked among corpses of the fallen. Almost 20 000 people, none was left alive. Even though they call witches and demons monsters, only humans can bring their emotions to commit such cruelty"

"Then-"

"But rejecting your moral ground and succumbing to level of those that wronged you... do you really want that? You really want to become one of those fanatics, bent on hatred and destruction?..."

"Then... what am I supposed to do?"

"Let your willingness to stop the unjustly accused from suffering be engraved within your very being, just like I want to protect all of the witches of this world. Act on it and fulfil yourself through it, while keeping your pain to remind you of what you wish to prevent. Now, fallen queen, Bologna Succubus. The choice is only yours"

I managed to listen to her. From this day on, I formed my identity from the concepts taken from the story of that brothel and I focused all my attention of helping the unjustly accused. I did so for months, decades, centuries. In the era of enlightenment, I studied your human law to be able to help through your regular means as much as I could. I fought with other succubi, helped humans, and over the time, became a Transcenent under the leadership of a powerful entity, Alice Anotherbibble, where I reunited with Aradia and met many other people, like Good, Old Mary, Hermes Trismegistus, and Mut Thebes. In fight of influence over Alice, I wished to create world without injustice, so no one would share the fate of my son or other unfortunates. Succubi killed each other over unjust accusations for millennia, same could be said for humans. Maybe it was for my own satisfaction and peace, but at least I had a purpose.

Yes, even though my pain was still inside, my life regained meaning and I had place that I could call my own. But my world turned upside down when, over 500 years after events in Bologna, Misaki entered into my life.

It was almost 15 years ago. I took a pity on the young, aspiring businessman who wanted to go big in clothing and cosmetic business. At the time, Alice dismissed me for a moment so I had time to pursue my mortal career under alias Mayoku. I met him when he was looking for a lawyer. He tried to patent chemical formula that would revolutionize the perfume business, but he was deceived by his co-workers and accused of stealing the materials from the other project. As for the character... he was kind and courteous, yet also knowledgeable in economy. Terrible athlete, he usually worked from home. He also had natural talent to gather people together, not unlike Misaki's clique. He possessed a uniquely open mind for a modern human. All those things made me take liking to him and accepted to be his defendant for the case. Which was long and filled with hard moments... yet ultimately, we won.

We were so happy that we went drinking. In a first moment in decades, I lowered my guard down... and as it often happens, especially if you are a demon of lust, we woke up in the bed without clothes, after a pretty eventful night.

Initially, I didn't pay much attention to it. As I said before, succubi wombs are hostile environments for the forming life. Not many succubi managed to ever conceive a cambion, let alone two. Additionally, centuries earlier, I made sure that I could not have children, through various drugs and spells. So I felt there was nothing to be concerned about.

Yet, despite all odds, the pregnancy test yielded another results. And my growing belly only confirmed it.

Fear descended upon me. I knew that this child would be in danger. Even if times changed and humans forgot about the demons, demons did not forget about me at all. So what would that mean for that innocent baby?

I thought about terminating the pregnancy many times. But the fact that, despite all the odds, this child managed to survive stopped me. And I couldn't bring myself to do that when she was almost fully formed. It was a girl, a healthily developing girl.

To whom I finally gave birth to. I insisted to do it alone, as I couldn't maintain my human form during the process. And then, after many hours, I finally looked my daughter in the eyes.

Eyes that resembled stars. Eyes somehow differing from normal human's, like with all cambions. She also had my hair, with hue so unusual in Japan.

I was scared of what would happen when I saw her. She was someone that wasn't planned, and my trauma from over half a millennium past made me cold to the core when I thought that something could happen to her. But...

'She is so beautiful'

That was my first thought when I saw her.

The name Misaki was chosen by her father. She was conceived when I was in a human disguise, which could help reduce any inhuman elements in her appearance. She was small, yet ate up a lot and was always laughing, reaching her hands to me. When she called me 'mama' for the first time, I actually broke down in tears. I thought that maybe, just maybe, I could be a better mother than I was. I never had good experiences with my own mother, but for first time in centuries, I felt that there was a chance to love again.

When she was very little, I did not hide my true self, only staring to do somewhere between half a year and her first birthday. I remember her crawling to catch my tail or two of us, flying high to watch the city at night.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Shokuhou Misaki blinked as her small eyes took the panoramic view of the city below her.

Bologna hovered in the air with steady beats of her bat-like wings. She gently caressed the golden hair of her daughter, when the small girl laughed, wanting to reach the distant lights, yet kept firmly in place by her mother.

"Look, I think I am not perfect. But... it happened that we are together now. I can promise you that I will try to do my best. And... the rest is history. I don't care all that much beyond my Transcendent purpose... but Misaki, know that I always love you, even if life gets hard for both of us"

She planted a small kiss on the girl's brow. The pair swooped down, on the hill overlooking the city.

The succubus raised starry eyed baby in her arms, allowing her to see entire cityscape and the starry night above it.

She then lowered Misaki to the ground, allowing her feet to touch to ground. While still held up by her mother, the girl made a small step forward.

For now, there was nothing else but mother and daughter who, regardless of their future fates or past circumstances, were happy together.

The woman who was actually a thousand year old demon knew that she couldn't keep that lie forever. But as they played together, despite her nature as a demon, magician, or Transcendent.

Bologna got silent and sighed.

"I wanted to keep this as a secret, but eventually the demon world found out where I was. I was fearing that they will discover her as well. Shokuhou Misaki, half-human, half-succubus, a cambion, and, because of the massacre I caused, the de facto princess of Lilith clan. The girl that could grow immensely powerful with only her human potential, not to mention succubic

"So what caused you and your daughter to lose touch?"

"When Misaki started to grow up, there were attacks on... well, I am not sure if it was on me or on her, but I was possibly the biggest attractor of danger. So I started to leave home to fight or negotiate with my kin. Demons don't forget easily, and many held grudge that I sold some of our weaknesses in attempt to save my son, which resulted in the eradication of my clan. Not to mention, I couldn't exactly say no to Alice whenever she requested something."

"So you led a double life that long... and no one noticed?"

"My husband noticed my absences and when he wanted to confront me about it, he accidentally noticed me in my original form when I was confronting yet another attacker. I didn't plan for him to know this side of me, and he took it without preparation.

As I mentioned, he was rather open-minded, but this change in our relationship strained it to the point of both of us needing some space. We drifted apart, even if we remained friends. I can only imagine that it was terrible for Misaki.

Looking back, I know that as she grew, I became progressively scared to truly connect with her. It was not only because I was not growing older, while she developed and changed. No, I was scared that I will repeat my mistakes and lose her. Misaki did not have friends growing up, and she was occasionally subject of jokes because of her unusual eyes and hair colour. Having intervened during some of those situations, I started to become obsessed with the thought that Misaki would be miserable because of her hidden heritage. I love her, something that is unnatural for lust-driven succubus or Transcendent, bent on one code of action. I feared to connect with her, because I thought that ultimately my presence will bring her pain instead of pleasure... like my magic did. I feared that I will hurt her, that I will get hurt by my own inexperience, just like 500 years earlier.I had nightmares, in which my late son replaced Misaki and reached for me, while being already dead. This repeated night after night, day after day. Back then, I was scared to be a mother, and I couldn't look Misaki in the eyes. So I ran away. I left my daughter behind with her father.

I thought that it would be for the better. My desires, oh the irony, were in conflict with each other and in attempt to make everyone happy, I made everyone, myself included, miserable. As much as I tried to convince myself that Misaki was acting and looking like a human and this was distancing myself was the greatest thing I could do for her, I was wrong. After 2 years, Misaki and her father had a car accident. They survived with minor injuries, but when I arrived at the place of the accident, I discovered the signs that supernatural powers could be behind it. I could only curse my foolishness. I didn't fear any threats, as I was powerful enough to rival magic side, like all Transcendents, but attacks on Misaki to get to me actually scared me. I thought that until I fully deal with issues from my past, I didn't want Misaki to witness it. I thought to give her normal life, even at the cost of not being a part of it.

So I took Misaki back and we lived together until I figured out a solution. I enrolled her in Academy City, because I thought that becoming an esper will block her innate magic and that she will be protected within the walls of City of Science. I knew Aleister Crowley, whom I heard about while in the cabal, would surely recognize immense potential within my daughter. And I wasn't mistaken. She was even ascended to #5 level 5 of Academy City. Even though she still had many things to overcome, her life seemed to be slightly better. With my daughter within the city, I completely focused on my Transcendent life and monitoring if she is well from time to time. It took me many years to realize how irrational I was with reliving my trauma... but now we seem so different. I am a Transcendant, she is an esper. It's exactly how I intended, but also... not."

"But... maybe it's not too late. You can surely reach out to your daughter and tell her the truth"

"It sounds easy... and come to think of it, you are right. There is something strange about the fact that such powerful telepath didn't discover the truth. I am sure Misaki had some suspicions or theories, but didn't have much of an opportunity to verify them"

"So... why don't you tell her?" Touma asked, grasping Bologna's hand, who looked at him with slightly sceptical look.

"As you may remember, I don't really care about magic side secrets exposure or all this stuff. However, even for me, this is a delicate situation. It's not exactly easy to just walk up and say 'I am sorry for failing to take care of you, but you unwillingly triggered a memory of a trauma I went through, caused by the fact that I am over a thousand year old demon of lust from one of the oldest bloodlines on earth, who is in addition a being of great power, together with others like me that seeks to influence actions of powerful entity able to shape reality on the whim'. Do you really think something like this?"

"When you say it like that, I can understand where are you coming from. But at the same time, I think it's still better than lying or deceiving. I think you both can become close again if you share your true hearts and stop presuming things"

Bolgona smirked at him. She squeezed his hand.

"I keep being remembered why do you put Transcendents through such a turmoil and managed to influence Alice so much. Maybe you just happen to be in the right when it comes to this... thank you. Let's head back now, shall we?"

They started to walk towards the street, as Bologna's original form shimmered back to her disguise.

"But seriously, how did you pull this up through all this time? What about your voice thingy?"

"Common tone works in unified fashion, without any glitching, while I am in this disguise. I had to pick one form of speaking though. Besides, when it comes to particular accent, I do look, and am, a foreigner, so I convinced Misaki that I sound like this because of my upbringing"

"What about your eyes? Or the fact that you are unable to have a transfusion from a human?"

"Rare genetic mutation and even rarer blood type. Maybe she believed it easily because she too has characteristic eyes"

"Okay... I have just one question more. You speak of your daughter, but have I met her? It's hard to imagine things without knowing who it is..."

The succubus stopped in mid-motion, sharply turning to him .

"Is that a joke? If it is, it isn't funny!"

"N-No, who is this... Misaki?"

"You're serious... you met her, just 20 minutes ago or so! You spoke with her and yet you don't... remember..."

Bologna furrowed her brow.

"You don't remember... and after such short period of time... is there something wrong with your memory in regard to her? It may be a farfetched hypothesis, but it would certainly explain a few things, such as why your bond seemed so strange in my eyes. It seems I must speak with her regarding more topics than just one"

(FEW MINUTES LATER)

"Where were you?" Misaki fumed, looking at Touma and Bologna arrived where she was. "You did something to him, right mom?"

"Who, me? Well, it's not my fault that I cannot resist such charming young man. But, who is this adorable creature next to you?"

As Kaibi retreated out of desire not to be seen by Touma (Misaki didn't know were exactly) the Queen of Tokiwadai was left with her Hokaze Junko. Who, upon Touma's and Bologna's arrival, turned into an adorable mess.

"Oh my stars... it's a pleasure, no, an honour... I can't believe I get to meet you, Shokuhou-mama... pardon me, Shokuhou-sama... h-how should I address you?"

"M-Mayoku is fine... but you can also use Bologna... that's my nickname of sorts"

"Bologna? Like the city in Italy?"

"Exactly like that city"

"Mom was in that city when she was younger. She said that one legal affair within it inspired her to become a lawyer"

Touma and Bologna looked at each other. The hidden succubus took a deep breath.

"Misaki, I would like to speak with you about something important."

The girl with stars in her eyes turned to her mother.

Still flabbergasted, Bologna gave Touma basic rundown about who Misaki was before they arrived.

He was still a little bit surprised that most powerful mental esper was kept in the dark like this. She could easily find out the truth, even with memory altering property of Bologna's disguise.

But ability to find the objective truth and desire to shatter illusions were two different things.

Even with Bolgona's mistakes and their somewhat estranged bond, Misaki loved her mother. And so, she was cautious to reveal the truth, even if she had suspicions.

The golden-haired middle schooler spoke, and what she said surprised both Touma and Bologna.

"Actually, I have some confession ability to perform for you as well"

"O-Oh... then it's settled. Actually, I would like for Kamijou to be there too"

"My pri... Kamijou-san? It's not like I don't enjoy lovely company, but what reasoning ability is behind this?"

"We ALL have confessions to make... and he has some to listen too"

Misaki looked at Bologna. As two blonds engaged in staring contest for some time, finally Mental Out sighed.

"Well, I have no reason to decline. Every moment spent with him counts."

"Excellent. Then we should go at-"

"STOP!" Touma spread his arms." I already missed the homeroom, there is no way I am missing anything more. Besides, there is something important I have to discuss at school. I can join you after it, though"

Shokuhou Misaki looked as if it was sad for her to separate with him, and it made his heart squeeze a little in mysterious sorrow.

"Well, we need everyone to be able to focus, so let's meet up later on" Bologna smiled at two of them" In the meantime, I would love to explore some more. I have quite schedule in my daily life, so I usually can't do so"

"Oh, how lovely! I can surely take you to Tokiwadai. Have you ever been?"

"Not really, I only ever see it from... flight's perspective, I suppose"

"Drones are impressive technology" mused unaware Hokaze, practically dragging Bologna away" but you must visit yourself! Your daughter's clique would love to meet you..."

"A-Are they really? Well, I am already glad to meet such a charming young lady..."

"Me? Oh no, I am not near my queen and honestly, not that impressive..."

"Quite the contrary. Believe me, I know a thing or two about looks that can bring pleasure... does your school have baths? I find japanese bathing culture particularly interesting..."

The voices started to disappear. Bologna bent back, smiling at Touma and Miski, while blowing them a kiss.

"She didn't do anything weird? My mother... she is rather... eccentric." Misaki muttered in a slightly embarrassed tone.

"No, that's alright. I am glad to meet her. And you as well, I can't wait for the dinner."

"Oh, yes" Misaki muttered, trying her best to remain calm" I shall see you there."

She then smiled softly at him.

"It's always lovely to see you. Any time, any place."

And with that, she departed.

Touma watched the girl walk away, before looked at his phone.

Upon Bologna's insistence, he set up once-every-3-hours memo from his phone.

'You are forgetting Shokuhou Misaki'

(LATER)

Touma managed to endure berating by Fukiyose and Tsukuyomi Komoe, teasing of Tsuchimikado and Aogami, and stream of words that possibly made up a lesson he was supposed to memorize.

But he couldn't focus. Not to mention...

"Hmph!"

"Nephthys-sama!" he whispered to the brown-skinned girl sitting next to him" I am so sorry about you having to walk alone to the school. But can I please have notes? It's really important for me."

Magic Goddess's displeasure was actually rather cute to watch, as her crossed arms, pouting, and nose high in the air were clearly over the top. But Touma didn't tell her that, as her irritation was obviously real. He desired her notes because with her knowledge, she was already at the top of the class, even if she was a magician, not an esper.

"And I even walked extra slowly. I only engage in mundane activity of walking because I can do it with you! I am a goddess you know, I have lots of important matters to attend to. How are you going to repay me for my lost time?"

But before Touma got to start wrecking his head over possible ways to do just that, the goddess giggled to herself.

"Hmm, you're lucky that you are so lovable and entertaining for me. So... hmm... I will forgive you if you give this beautiful lady a kiss"

"W-WHAT?!"

Nephthys pointed at her cheek, just below the green symbol of teardrop.

"Go on. Close your eyes."

After moments of hesitation, Touma closed his eyes.

Was this really happening? Kiss on the cheek... could he do it?

No, that was his moment. She was his type and was giving him a permission to do it. She was the one wanting it. Did he desire this? He would spit on his love of mature women if he lied in this moment.

The answer was obvious and eternal yes.

And so, he puckered his lips, leaning slightly forward.

But he didn't touch Nephthys' soft skin.

After a moment of confusion, he opened his eyes to find familiar spheres of gold and indigo just in front of him.

Nephthys wasn't turn sideways anymore. She was right in front of him.

"Got you"

And she pecked his still puckered lips with her own.

If the skin of Goddess of Tears was soft, warm, and pleasurable, her lips dethroned it in all those qualities by infinity.

The kiss was brief, just 2 or 3 seconds, but Touma felt as if his brain was melting down. After which Nephthys fell back, licking her lips in contemplation.

"That's first time I kissed a mortal in... I don't know how long actually. Now this is something that destroys my boredom... wouldn't mind to repeat it actually... hmm..." she started to mumble to herself, as Touma was still recovering from surprise attack on his heart" I actually don't need to breath and I think that I can omit your body's oxygen need if I cut Imagine Breaker and modify your respiration system. How about half an hour for starters, without unnecessary distractions?"

"H-Hwah?!" Touma added his bit to a discussion.

"Or maybe you think that it's too little? You are a boy after all. Oh, I know as a protector of mummies, I know a lot more about bandages than you may expect. There is more to them than just wrapping. With proper material and elasticity, we could..."

But before Touma could Nephthys what the hell was she talking about, he noticed a figure standing in the doorway.

"Kami-yan..."

Of course, it had to be Aogami.

"Hmm, your friend? That's unfortunate. Well, I'm satisfied for now." Nephthys got up and snapped her fingers" The copy of the notes is now in your bag. Ta-ta!"

"Wait-"

But Touma didn't manage to utter anything else, before Aogami grabbed him by the collar.

"Kami-yan, what you think you are doing?! First, you made her cry when you arrived at the school because you ditched her along the way!"

'W-Well, given who she is, making her cry is actually not that hard'

But right now, Aogami Pierce was truly loosing it.

"Not only you fool around with this foreign cutie, but you discard her when it seems fit for you! I would lick her feet and do all of her chores for her... to have a walk with a girl that beautiful! And not only that, but somehow, you and her..."

He inhaled and practically roared out a scream.

"KAMI-YAN KISSED HETTORI-SAN!"

Slowly, the rumbling started to spread through school. But it wasn't an earthquake.

Those were sound of many approaching males from all around the school. It was a furious stampede of doom.

"A-Aogami, it wasn't like this. She kissed me, not-"

"HOW DARE YOU DESCRIBE IT! Do you mock me?!"

"Nepht... Hettori-san, please help me!"

Nephthys turned around.

"I wouldn't like to interrupt your male bonding through senseless violence"

"T-This is not a bonding! They want my blood!"

"Oh dear me... try to survive for me, then. We have a promise, remember? But if you happen to expire, don't worry! I am a goddess of funerals, so I will outdo myself for you!"

"THAT'S NOT THE KIND OF THING I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR RIGHT NOOOOOOW!"

(LATER)

Kamijou Touma was hiding in the storage booth on the rooftop.

It took quite a bit of time before teachers managed to calm agitated male populace of the school down and get them back to the class.

Touma was honestly terrified. He barely survived the wrath of the crowd.

Through changing place of hiding and escaping, he managed to lose the pursuers but he still wasn't completely calm.

But finally, he peaked out and upon inspection, he went outside. The school roof. It was a quiet and secluded spot, ideal for a conversation like this one. There was still some time, so he stood there, his mind trying to piece together things he learned today.

Until his phone rang, scaring him to the bone. Shaking himself off, he picked up.

"Hello, Kamijou here. Wait... this number... Agnese?!"

"K-Kamijou!..."

"What? What is happening?!"

"I couldn't wake up, I just couldn't and... c'era sangue, sangue dappertutto! Non respiravano e non potevo aiutarli in alcun modo e..."

"S-Stop, Agnese! I can't understand you... take a deep breath and tell me... is this that nightmare again?"

"Yes..."

"Okay. Calm down and focus on my voice... look around you... where are you right now?"

"N-Near London, in England... Lucia and Angelene are in the nearby tent..."

"Take deep breath... you are safe... if you have anything you are still afraid of, please talk to me now..."

Something that could be surprising given their past circumstances, Kamijou Touma and leader of nuns known as Agnese Sanctis shared a secret. Well, it was more of Agnese's secret that anything.

The red headed nun was plagued by nightmares. And through few accidents and some honest talk, Kamijou Touma became a sort of a hotline for Agnese to vent in crisis.

It all began at the time when Touma was in England to answer queen Elizard's request regarding his correspondence with princess Rimea. He met Agnese and her nuns when sightseeing the town after the audience. It turned out that the nuns were investigating a certain monastery on the nearby moor in such of religious artifacts that needed to be brought to archbishop's treasury. During their search, they discovered a complex magical seal that slowed down their advance.

As Touma's right hand could save them a lot of work, being ever so helpful, he proposed to negate the seal before heading home the next day. Agnese had no reason to decline the offer, as it was efficient and truly saved time.

Kamijou was naturally given his own tent, far away from the rest of the female order. But...

He still woke up with Agenese Sanctis' body pressed next to him and her face being so close that he felt her breath on his own cheeks.

Naturally, she woke up shortly afterwards. As one might expected, the situation ended in a scream, kick to Touma's gut and flustered nun leaving the tent. It wouldn't have been so out of ordinary if not for that fact...

That it repeated twice more in next hours. Agnese still found her way to the tent and woke up next to Touma.

During 3rd time, Touma decided to take things in his hands. He thought that there surely had to be a reason for Agnese's behaviour. So he proposed for the redhead to lay down (he gave her his blanket and kept the distance) and simply talk to him. Just and as much as this.

The rain was pouring down on the tent.

"Agnese, if you keep going back and forth, you will catch a cold."

"D-Doesn't matter. I shouldn't be here anyway" muttered the nun, laying on the mattress.

"But you are. I won't hide that I was a bit surprised... but there must be a reason why you need to be here. Listen, I just want to talk with you"

"Talk?" Angese raised an eyebrow. She seemed unsure of what to do.

"Yes, talk. You know, I still don't know you all that well. We were enemies, now we are... friends, I hope. If we talk we need to find the reason why you coming here and maybe I will be able to help you..."

"But-"

"I already saw you trusting me some times before. Also, that time in Denmark, I really felt like we could connect, at least somehow, during our discussion. It felt really nice and I never got to thank you for it. Come on, you have nothing to lose"

"Huh... well, I am the violator here, so I suppose you have the right to request something like this..."

And so they spoke. At the beginning, Agnese was harsh but slowly, she warmed up to conversation. About various things. They shared stories, complained about the antics of nuns and Index, plans for near and farer future.

But of course, they also spoke of the crux of the matter. The reason of Agnese's sleepwalking.

"You see, during nights like this one, I have nightmares about my parents' murder" Agnese said grimly" They are very vivid and I can't wake up. In the dreams, I am entering that room and they are laying there lifeless... or their corpses rise and try to bring me with them and..."

Her breathing sped up and Touma gently grasped her arms.

"Okay, that was only a dream, it didn't happen. I am sorry you have to go through this... but what does this have to do with you being in my tent?"

Agnese turned away slightly, hiding her face

"Well, I am always desperately trying for those awful feelings to go away. And... remember that time when we first met and I sleepwalked into your tent, just like tonight? W-When I am with you, I just sort of... don't have those nightmares. This is probably why I keep...coming... back..."

Both boy and the girl turned around in slight awkwardness of the situation

"So does it mean you feel safe here? I am... really happy if it's this way"

"D-Don't read too much into it. It is unbecoming for a nun. This is why I want you to keep quiet about this."

"Of course, if you want. But why won't you tell others about your problems?"

"They don't really know this side of me. They expect a strong, disciplined leader. And you know my mistakes, yet you are an outsider... so it's another story"

"I see... then, feel free to contact me any time you need to talk, nightmare or not. I will talk and stay with you. But for now... goodnight, Agnese-san"

The nun leader watched the boy lay on the floor of the tent and bit his lip. Reddening even further, she mumbled something to herself, before finally saying

"You... you can sleep... h-here..."

"Huh? Were you saying something?"

"The night is cold... and I basically broke a commandment, taking your covers and sleeping here... so, it's only natural for benevolent nun like me to share with shivering soul in need..."

"I am not shivering, really... and in which world was 'benevolent' first word to describe you..."

"GET UNDER COVERS, BOY!" she growled at him, before sighing" I am so going to the confession for saying that..."

So, with rather embarrassed atmosphere from both parties, they laid down, with space between their backs.

"Swear on the holy cross that you will not violate the trust I put in you"

"I don't know how much worth the declaration from non-christian would be of worth to you, but yes, I promise. But what would you mean by violation?"

"That you won't kiss me all over my face, take off my clothes and fill my mind with lustful thoughts, as your body keeps touching-"

"That's... a strangely vivid description... I would never do something like this, given your age and all! Why would you even suspect me?"

"So you are saying you would do those things if I wasn't that age?"Agnese's voice, despite its agitation, carried also a secret tone of curiosity, which Touma obviously missed" And as for why, you've seen my... p-p-panties so many times now! It's a step to a sin!"

"Since when glancing at panties suggests that you will go to bed?"

"Since kissing equals pregnancy!"

Silence.

"You... you know you don't get pregnant from kissing, right?"

More silence.

"Moshi moshi? Agnese-san?"

"I-I heard you! O-Of course I knew that!"

Spoiler alert: she didn't know that.

After all, Agnese was raised by nuns, who slightly bent the truth to keep her from inappropriate behaviours.

" I won't do anything to you, so you can rest assured!"

"U-Uhm..."

"A-Anyway..." Touma tried to desperately change the atmoshpere" This is the first time I saw you with loose hair. You look really pretty with it. More mature, I mean"

"Y-Y-You fool, that's not something you tell a girl right after saying you will not touch her!"

Finally, they both fell asleep.

At least for a moment.

Because when Agnese woke up, she was snuggled in Touma's arms.

She was about to scream, but in time she noticed that she was in fact the one who moved from her spot. Touma remained where he was before.

'Kh... after that speech, I can't possibly be the one that is sinful, can I?'

Sinful... was that really it?

Were the feelings of safety and comfort she got really a sin? Was the pleasure from talking to him a violation of God's law just because he was of opposite sex or non-religious?

Kamijou Touma forgave her and helped her when she was twisted and overzealous. He befriended her, not holding a grudge, and exemplified some of christian virtue better than Agnese of that time. He truly wanted to help her and thanks to him, she was able to regain some of the purity of her heart and serenity of the soul.

She pursed her lips and got more comfortable with her hug, encircling the boy with her arms.

'God, forgive me, but I refuse to believe this... if you really gave us freedom, then just now, I refuse to believe that this feeling I am sensing in my heart right now, the feeling that brought me back to your light, that made me love You even more, the feeling that Kamijou Touma brings up in me... all of this and more, I refuse to believe has origin in malice, sin, or work of the devil.'

What she felt towards Kamijou Touma was similar, yet different to the feeling she experienced when she attended the mass or enjoyed days with her fellow sisters.

All of those instances her heart trembled with a sort of...

Excitement? Adoration? Bliss?

One of divine kind, familial kind, and...

The girl's face became red even as she drifted into sleep.

Even that in over 2 hours Touma would be scolded by a bunch of furious nuns, for now Agnese, breathing softly next to Touma, was feeling more secure and cared for than ever in her life.

(BACK TO THE PRESENT)

When the call was over, Touma felt satisfied that he could help... but also felt overwhelming sadness.

He knew Agnese's values a little bit by now. Family was among the most important. As an orphan, she would give anything to meet them and spend time with them once again.

So her call and the talk they had reminded him all the more of the family affair he was supposedly involved with.

Bolgona Succubus turned out to be a mother of #5 level 5 that he heard rumors about. And if that wasn't crazy enough, said level 5 had, according to Bologna's suspicions, some past with Touma and cared about him.

Touma could not recall any memory regarding this level 5 known as Mental Out. No face, no characteristics, no memories. But now he knew something was amiss.

And that pained his heart, moment by moment, until he felt like was standing under a heavy curtain of rain.

The words on his phone already lost meaning. Even if he could comprehend the name 'Shokuhou Misaki' he could not link it to any particular thing or memory. In other words, term 'Shokuhou Misaki' had no connotation, no meaning, for Kamijou Touma.

But despite that, he knew now that he was forgetting something or someone. And this made him sad and uneasy. He wanted to change it... but he didn't even know where he was supposed to start.

He felt helpless and alone.

If that person, the one that he was forgetting, was trying all this time to reconnect with him... if they shared some kind of meaningful bond before he lost the ability to remember that person... what did she feel when she had to greet him as if she was a complete stranger? What did she feel when he didn't recognize her?

How many times did he pass by that person on the street and his face didn't change one bit?

He wanted to run around the city and find her. Tell her that she didn't need to suffer anymore.

But he couldn't do this. Because even if he looked at that person, he would not see her, would not recognize that it was the one he was looking for.

To not only be forgotten, but to never have a chance to be remembered again...

He felt sick and heavy with guilt.

He went back to the storage booth.

And as he sat there, the heavy feeling and hopelessness compelled his body to give up...

After a moment, he fell asleep.

(ELSEWHERE)

"Is that really him? You didn't bring some random guy?"

"Who do you take me for?"

"Oh, where should I began... wait, he is awake!"

Touma opened his eyes to notice a teenage girl staring down at him. She had long, slightly wavy hair in the colour of dark chocolate, mature, but not overly adult face, slim body and long legs. She was wearing dark purple hoodie with a golden-coloured miniskirt, a rather interesting but nevertheless good-looking choice of fashion. For that matter, the girl herself was very attractive in her looks as well.

"Do you hear me?" she asked.

Touma sat up.

"Ugh... did it finally happen? Did my misfortune got so bad that something caused me to die in my sleep? Don't tell me... you are an angel? Finally, I get some reward! Now I can rest in peace..."

Kamijou Touma puckered his lips for the second time that day. And for the second time, he didn't get the reaction he expected.

His cheeks got slapped, multiple times, as the girl cried out.

"Gross, gross, gross! What the hell is your problem, dad? This is the first reaction you have? You are god damn alive, so quit acting like you are dead and indulging in your fantasies! E-Even if I liked that compliment... so thanks, I guess..."

"Ow, you have a strong hand... wait, did you say... dad?"

Touma looked at the girl, who scratched her cheek in embarrassment.

"W-Well... it may be strange when you are the same age as us... but you are supposed to be my dad."

"Mine too, for that matter"

They weren't alone.

In the white void, another teenage girl was floating above their heads.

She had darker skin tone than Kamijou or the girl by his side. Not dark enough to be ebony or deep brown, but also not light enough to be a white carnation. She could be mistaken for being deeply tanned. She had blue eyes with golden rings among the iris, dark silver hair that was bordering on the shade of grey and very proportionate body that for some reason wasn't covered in anything but a swimsuit.

She floated down and grinned to him, while making a peace sign

"It's nice to see you like this, dad. Mom was right, you were adorable when you were our age!"

"W-What is happening? Is this the future phase?" by this point, Touma wasn't even shocked by the fact that the future phase was popping out of nowhere" If that's so, why can I interact with you?"

"Okay, we will tell you everything. Would you seat with us?"

They were in a white void. Pure whiteness, no matter where one looked.

"It reminds you of what auntie Othinus did, don't you?" said the darker skinned girl.

"Yes, but it's more... wait, how did you know?"

"We had lot of time to unravel our secrets. We are family after all"

Suddenly, a bench appeared in the void.

As if it was a natural thing, two girls and Touma sat down on it.

"Well, I am not the girl to keeps beating around the bush, so..." the chocolate haired girl began" Dad, we are here to help you. And remind you of something."

Touma looked at her and into dark blue eyes, so dark that almost black-grey. Those were identical to his own eyes, as he now realized.

"You said you are my... ekhm, daughters... but who are your mothers?"

Girls looked at each other and sighed.

"My mom is right too. He really is stupidly dense"

"Well, if he wasn't our dad, that could be a cute quality though"

"Okay, maybe this would help" chocolate haired girl covered her face and when she revealed it...

"What the hell are you staring at, you retarded bastard?! I will fucking roast you alive!"

It was as if two faces overlapped, one of them familiar to him. Touma actually jumped back a little.

"Mugino?!"

"Well, half-correct" chuckled the other girl" statistically, auntie Shizuri gave her half of her genes, while the other half... came from you"

"I-I am so sorry" the chocolate haired girl apologized to Touma" I can get a little intense when I get into the part I enact"

"Yeah, seriously, it's rather creepy when you channel your mom's bad side, sis"

"Shut up! You know this is not my style, I just wanted to prove it to dad"

"And couldn't miss the opportunity to act~"

"Quiet you... my name is Kamijou Shimitsu. And yes, my mom is the Meltdowner of Academy City."

"Although you don't have to fear a thing. She is totally a daddy's girl. And weak to compliments too...oh, dad, by this point you must know who is my mom too! She said to tell you that I am the 'outcome of the reward' and that you will know what she meant!"

Ignoring girl known as Shimitsu shouting something angrily, Kamijou looked at the other girl.

The answer came rather quickly. The lighter skin... was from his influence... but the similarity was unmistakable.

"Your mother is... Nephthys?"

The girl smirked and bowed down.

"Nefertari Asenath Kamijou, at your service. I love my name, you know, both you and mom decided on it. It means 'Beauty-for-whom-the-sun-rises' in ancient egyptian. But is not good for casual talk, so everyone calls me Sena, from the shortened form of my second name. To tell you the truth dad, mom sent us here. The mom from our place"

"Nephthys did?"

"She said something about you needing help. So I decided to take Shimi with me to the dreamscape."

"Dreamscape?"

"After Sena onee-san was born, she travelled around the world and various phases with her mom." Shimitsu rolled her eyes, as if she was reminded of that fact each and every day" She learned magic ever since she was a kid. She can manipulate dreams, that's her gimmick"

"Oh, stop, I am not that good... I am merely a humble demigoddess. But it's true, I can manipulate dreams. Mom taught me many types of magic, but I am particularly good in this one. I can emulate reality manipulation within dreams, create or destroy nightmares, take people across dreams, showcase memories, and many more cool things. How is that for a gimmick?"

"You only compensate for a crybaby you are in a waking world."

"T-That's not true! I am just emotionally sensitive"

"At least I cry when I am playing the part, but you wet my clothes with tears every time we go to the cinema as a family, you exhibitionist."

"Yeah for that matter..." Touma looked Sena's almost naked body" why do you wear a swimsuit? Cover yourself in something!"

"Boo! You sound like your older self, so uncool!"

"I don't care! Shimitsu-san, was it? Please tell me my daughter isn't parading outside in a swimsuit!"

"She tried... it's mainly because aunt Nephthys taught her that clothes block beauty and it's a hallmark of mighty to not care about protective accessories... she also sleeps naked and manifests here just like this..."

"Why am I not surprised... come on, get dressed!"

Finally, fuming Sena conjured up a robe on her shoulders. Shimitsu sighed.

"Seriously, what does Takami onii-chan see in you?"

"She is jealous because I stole her favourite brother. I regret nothing" Sena winked to Touma

"Takami... Misaka's kid?"

"He got enchanted with mom's magic when we were little and wanted to go to train with me. On your promise that Takami will be safe, aunt Mikoto agreed and thanks to that, I began to spend time with him. Before that, Shimi-chan here was the one that spent time with him. Aunties Mikoto and Shizuri didn't like each other all that much even as adults, so they didn't like their kids to spend that much time with one another... but Shimi-chan went rebel and started to meet Takami anyway. He is quite popular, I have to tell you. Even though his girlfriend may not be so happy about it..."

"G-Girlfriend?!"

"Sena, focus! And dad, we are here because aunt Nephthys helped us connect with you through dream, saying that you needed help. This is also why we are able to interact with you. Is there something important right now that is troubling you?"

Upon girls' insistence, Touma told them about the problems revolving around Shokuhou Misaki.

"Oh... so it's this moment then"

"What moment?"

"I think you are finding yourself feeling hopeless. You may think it's not all that important, but if you leave it as it is, you won't be able to move forward." Shimitsu grasped his hand" Dad, I am going to tell you something about the hopeless case. My mom, Mugino Shizuri, was in turmoil over her feelings for you. She couldn't decide for a long time if she wanted to have a child... if she deserved it at all... those feelings caused her to feel frustrated, worthless, angry, and unsatisfied. Mom acts tough and violent, but she is surprisingly fragile when it comes to her emotions.

But you never abandoned her. No matter how many times she was angry, no matter how vicious she was, no matter how lost she was, you were always there when it actually mattered. To confront her in battle, to stop her when she was about to lose herself, to talk to her, to comfort her, to spend time with her, as she struggled to change and gain some light for herself.

It was a hazardous task, ungrateful even, taking a lot of time. Many would give up. In truth no one really believed that Mugino Shizuri could actually change for the better. But you did.

It was hopeless and it didn't have the right to work. But you did the impossible.

Sure, she still is scary when angry and isn't exactly a sweet-talker. But she laughs, she dreams, she isn't perpetually mad now. She managed to overcome her past, not by rejecting it, but working through it with you by her side. She gained popularity, became a model and fashion critique. You worked so hard to give her all of that. But most importantly... your actions returned gave her back her positive feelings. You taught her how to love again. She loves you, and passionately so. She would never say it like that, but she would be ready to kill for you and die for you as well. You are the only one who is allowed to touch her, to kiss her, and to hold her hand. The only one she genuinely compliments... even for me she isn't that nice. Many of her secrets only you came to know. And you gave her me. Even though we argued, we love each other a lot, and I wouldn't trade her for anyone. She can be scary, but with you there, she is a pretty cool mom. She was never really good with expressing warmth through words, but she always protected me and my siblings. Thanks to her interventions, no one ever bullied us and we always felt safe. So... what I am trying to say is... there are many things that will seem hopeless among the way. But you should never lose hope. I am a daughter of a hero and a supposedly heartless killer, who is now a loving mother, in her own way. I am a living proof that things can get better."

Sena also spoke out

"My mother often speaks to me about your adventures and how you interacted with Magic Gods. Even though it happened many years in the past, she regrets what happened to you... your deaths and all. She mourned your brokenness. But when you overcame your fears and managed to save Othinus, mom felt emotions she didn't realize she could feel. You gave her tears of joy to accompany tears of sorrow. You managed to make her think of so many possibilities and impossibilities, you made her life complete. When I was little, we travelled together. You, me, and her... with aunt Niang-Niang joining us sometimes. Those were one of the happiest moments in my life. I am proud of both of my parents, because they found each other in the most meaningful way. You gave mom something to accompany grief and tears, when she didn't even have hope she could feel love. In the moment when you gave her hope and said you would remember her and cry for her, she felt important, she felt noticed. She felt loved, and ever since, those feelings only increased. She once said that she wants to give you as many years of happiness as you had years of misfortune. It's not like your bad luck disappeared, but she isn't deterred and keeps trying. She calls you 'her beloved mortal'... making aunt Othinus have an apoplexy. Would you wish to see it?"

And she spread her hand, as if she was showing something in the distance.

The white void, as if it was canvas filling with paint, was not white anymore.

Touma's heart almost stopped. He knew that scenery.

The park filled with gentle sunlight and people playing on the grass.

He noticed Itsuwa in an adorable apron handing cookies to the gathered. Her daughter, Shishi, was also present, but had traces of the sweets on her face and few of the cookies on her smaller tray mysteriously disappeared.

Agnese and few of the nuns, among them Lucia and Angelene, were discussing something with Angelo, who was pointing at the group playing with the ball in the distance.

Kaizumi and his mother, Kumokawa Seria, were reading books, until his siblings started to drag him onto the sun, to his protests.

Daughter of Mitsuari Ayu, Kanari, was sunbathing alongside Shizuka and Miya. Tomoya, Miya's brother, interrupted them by spraying them with cold water from a water pistol, causing him and Takami to flee from the scene moments later because of sisterly rage. Nearby, Kongou Mitsuko was also sunbathing, accompanied by Wannai and Awatsuki, with little Hayate sleeping near the chest of the latter.

Kenjou and Aoife were sparring while only in tank tops and panties (because of the heat), cheered on by Rhain and Tsubasa. Haruto, Elizabeth, Mary and, to his surprise, Niang-Niang, were playing poker, Tannia was chasing her mother Lessar, who was running around in almost invisible panties (for whatever reason) while girl known as Kiseki sat on the shoulders of Bologna Succubus, who was playing aerial game of tag with Maidono Hoshimi. Konori Mii was teaching her small son, who had silky black hair similar to his mother, to walk on his own, slowly taking steps towards smiling Yomikawa Aiho.

There was a robot showing the image of Accelerator, through which the chairman acted and spoke. He was accompanied by the girl that looked like younger version of Mikoto, that had to be Last Order. She couldn't stay focused on one thing and was frequently running from one group to the other. Speaking of running, now grown up Kuroyoru Umidori was seen running away from Misaka Worst, who even in adulthood found more creative ways to mess with one of her favourite preys. Kakine Teitoku stoically walked around, occasionally making something from dark matter, like dragonflies or small toys, for children to enjoy. Touma noticed his own parents, who were going around, speaking with multitude of their grandkids or members of the older generation. To his astonishment, Touma could swear he saw familiar hair of Anna Sprengel followed by side ponytail of Kazakiri Hyouka.

There were many more sights. Touma saw Witch Goddess Aradia, talking to a small boy with silver hair and grey eyes, clearly wanting to teach him something, but the boy was obviously more interested in his mother's breasts and the meal he could get from them.

Kankyougami Hasako was conversing with Himegami Aisa, who was gently caressing the hair of her daughter, Sei-chan, who in turn was trying to paint something on couple sheets of paper. Fukiyose was racing her own son, Ryodou, and despite the heat, it didn't look like they were to stop any time soon. There were Lancis, Floris, and Bayloupe, conversing with four regal women under the tent-like canopy. Even though Rimea was reading a book, sometimes she would venture outside and speak with various children running around. Carissa was engaged in vibrantly discussing something with her mother, former Queen Elizard, who even though noticeably old and retired, was still active in her life and performed many hobbies. The old woman was currently looking at the squabble between a tall boy with black hair and girl with wild blond hair, dressed in burgundy red. They were obviously closely related, showed by their facial features and identical blue eyes. Those were children of Rimea and Carissa, Leonard and Kira, as well as grandkids of Elizard.

Villian was speaking and clapping gently for the girl with dark hair and eyes, who was apparently singing something for her. Touma didn't know how he knew it but this girl had to be Seika, daughter of Shutaura Sequenzia, whose mother was waving at someone in the distance while covering the picnic tables.

Slim, indian woman in silver sari complementing her hair, that had to be Sozty Exica, helped Stiyl Magnus and Sogiita Gunha with grilling, with the gemstone showing of his skills by being able to grill 7 different meals at the same time. Sozty's daughter, Parvati Kamijou, wandered off and was now staring in awe at William Orwell, standing near Villian like second shadow, who politely nodded to the little girl.

Hokaze Junko called for lunch and took place by Gunha's side. In the next moment, Index zoomed to the table out of the crowd, almost tripping over her robes.

Then Touma saw even more people coming. The beautiful and elegant Mugino side by side with the daughter that Touma had just to his right. Nephthys, lured by the smell of the food, and Sena, who (once again) wore only swimsuit. He also spotted Sherry Cromwell, Leivinia Birdway and Oriana Thomson, who took place near Gokusai sisters. Kanzaki Kaori was coming to the table speaking with Tsuchimikado, who was obviously making fun of her in some way. Touma even saw Fiamma and Aleister.

Othinus was riding Sphynx, as they too took place by the side of the table, closely to already mentioned Kaibi and her siblings.

Although Amazora didn't restrain herself and dug into the food right in, Rikuri took time feeding her own newborn baby first. As for Kaibi, she was obviously looking for someone. Touma thought for a moment that she saw him but maybe he was mistaken.

Saten Ruiko, looking much more motherly and mature as an adult, but still sporting the same cheerful grin, put her own baby daughter down into the hands of Uiharu and shouted.

"I made some games for you after the lunch! Who wants to play?!"

"YES FOR AUNT SATEN!"

"Good grief, she is as popular as ever." Kuroko muttered, trying to take milk from her breasts into the bottle" Why does my son just has to drink from the bottle and not from the source? It takes insufferably long!"

"Well, he might have a problem if there are almost no breasts to speak o- owowowowow! I am sorry!" Uiharu squealed, as her friend twisted her ear with her free hand.

Back with Sena, Shimitsu, and Touma, two girls looked at his one-day-to-be father.

"Well, you see, we are quite a loud bunch. But we are just one of a kind and it's all that matters. Do you know that aunt Othinus actually has a bakery and florist shop in one? Well, she has assistants but she actually manages-"

Sena was stopped by Shimitsu, as she pointed at the boy by their side.

Kamijou Touma collapsed on his knees.

It could be coincidence but this park looked just like the one Othinus showed him in the perfect world.

"It does exist... it can be obtained..." he whispered.

In front of him, he saw enemies talking like old friends. Science and magic being transcended, with no need for violence.

World of smiles and happy ending he fought for.

It wasn't perfect, but it didn't have to be. For him, that was a kind of heaven.

"Yes, this is the world you protected with your hands, dad" Shimitsu whispered to him" According to aunt Nephthys, our foe threatens the existence of this world. Only you can truly confront him. But you don't have to be alone for this. Not mentally, at least"

Sena motioned her hand and Touma saw...

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"Daddy!" Shishi cried out happily, as she ran towards him with smudges of chocolate on her smiling face.

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"Dad" Kaizumi nodded politely, while smiling." Did you have a good day? Mom is expecting you"

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"Dad!" Kenjou waved at him " you and mom just watch me, I will do my very best!"

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"I love you dad!" Kanari beamed at him from the scene. "I could never do it without you"

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"Dad, where will we go today?" Miya and Tomoya grinned at him together

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"I name it: My dad, the hero" Sei-chan whispered, with a small smile

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"Dad, do you need help with that?!" Ryodou looked at him with concern. "I can lift it, no problem"

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"Father, it's good that you came!" Leo rose from his throne to hug him

"You can visit more often, old man" fumed the blond princess by his side." I missed you"

"Kira, show some respect!"

"Nah-ah!" the crossed her arms" Not unless he spoils me a little, that is. It's not like I have easy way with mom around"

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"Thank you for this talk dad, you're the best" Angelo said, as they sat on the bench.

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"Dad, I will show you the most beautiful sunset ever!" Shizuka tugged onto his sleeve, preparing her camera for action.

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"Why do you love your dad, Parvati-chan?" the teacher ask on the open day in school

"Because he loves me and mommy... to the moon and more!"

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"Dad, me and mom made you a shirt thanks to the silkworms. Do you like it?" Chousuke presented the gift.

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"Dad, I didn't get to say this... but thank you for helping me when I was dumped" Tannia smiled and hugged him" you are awesome!"

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"Dad, happy birthday" Mary said, balancing a cake in his hands" Liz helped a lot with it, so you should praise her."

"I-I just wanted to challenge myself" said her blushing twin. "So don't think too much of it"

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"Aaaah, you beat me again! Well, no time for crying if I had awesome opponent. Want to have another game, dad?" Haruto smiled at Touma, while patting his arm.

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"Dad! I did it, I passed this exam! We have to tell mom!" Tsubasa grasped his hand, and yanked from under the test results board.

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"I am dedicating this victory to my father!" screamed Aoife, while raising her fist.

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"Daddy, would you tell me a story?" asked Mizumi, smiling gently at him." The one with you and your adventures?"

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"I am sorry that you are sick, dad, but I can sing for you if you want" Seika grasped his hand.

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"Can you and mom give me a brother or a sister?" Kiseki laughed at him, before smiling widely" I would tell him first things first, how awesome it is out here"

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As Kamijou experienced more and more memories, that he didn't yet live through personally, soon children were replaced by not only their mothers, but also friends and uncles in the family. Until finally...

He felt Index's hand touching his cheek. It was all a vision, but it felt so real.

"You are loved Touma. More than you know."

Kamijou Touma was crying. And as tears rolled down his cheeks, he recalled the words he heard in perfect world.

'Your presence in this world will cause it to collapse'

Yet the world he saw now could not exist without him.

As the vision faded, he looked at the girls by his side.

"What am I to do now?"

In the past, the answer that came was 'bring the end to your life'

But now, the two girls, that in the future were to become his daughters, spoke in unison.

"Live. This is what this world needs the most. What we need the most"

"Mom says: 'I love your father, but sometimes he really needs someone to punch him out of his stupidity' So get up off your ass and win. This is what you do best. You are Kamijou Touma and you save people!" Shimitsu said to him afterwards.

When Touma regained ability to speak, he once again looked at people gathered in the park.

Now, he also noticed Hamazura and Takitsubo, accompanied by Kinuhata and two children of their own.

"So, Hamazura had twins too?"

The kids, boy and girl, both had dark hair of her mother, but the boy had golden-brown eyes of his father and the same, slightly messy hairstyle. Meanwhile the girl resembled her mother to the great degree, except for the aforementioned eyes of only slightly darker tone. She had a gentle look on her face that lightened up when she engaged in conversation with either of the family members.

"Oh, uncle Zura? Well, his kids are not related to us but we are still close. And yeah, Kamito and Frenda are twins."

"Kamito and... Frenda?"

"One is named after you, as uncle Zura claims that you set him on the path to meet aunt Rikou, and other after sister of auntie Fremea... she was dead long before our birth but they really wanted to honour her in that way." Sena explained" That's her name, but they usually shorten it to Fren-chan or Fren-san to differentiate them. Oh, and Fren is actually Takami's girlfriend."

'Once again son of Misaka... Wait, so that means that son of me and Biri-Biri got together with daughter of Hamazura and Takitsubo-san? I actually... feel rather good with that. Who would have thought...'

"Heh, you should see uncle Zura stalking them on the dates. But to be honest, Fren is rather delicate... even if it doesn't explained parental paranoia"

"It had to be tough, with that many pregnancies. For the girls, I mean..."

"Oh, uncle Kamisato would kill you if you mentioned that you had it tough. Last time he visited, he looked as if he was to collapse on the spot from lack of sleep and tending to his wives"

"But yeah... our family doctor always tells us about the times when you had to deal with during those pregnancies"

"Doc is still around? Knowing him, he can halt aging or something... oh wait, he actually can, I completely forgot about Aleister..."

New set of memories played out.

"Well... " Heaven Canceller checked his notes, addressing older Touma" Knowing your luck, you have to prepare yourself for side effects of pregnancy from the ladies. Let's see... some of the effects include nausea..."

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"Kaori..." Touma asked a question towards the toilets door" are you okay?"

"*pant, pant* I am fi... huuuuuuuuuurgh! Definitely not fine... make it stop, I can't taste anything anymore!

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"... fatigue..."

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"Seiri, you need to lay down"

"What kind of crap is that... I can't be tired after walking to the vending machine 50 meters away. No matter how heavy this baby is, I refuse to believe that!"

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"... food cravings..."

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Mark Space evaded a plate thrown at him

"What the hell is that Mark?! I asked for honey, pickles with liquorice ice-cream and tuna steak!"

"All at the same time?!"

"Do you question me? Should I blast you in the face with ball of telesma?" the older Leivinia Birdway, with her long hair tied up and sporting a prominent belly, yelled at him.

"P-Please calm down boss, the anger is not good for the twins"

"Then bring me my god damn food and do it right this time!"

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"... lack of interest in the food one usually likes..."

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"Ka...mi... jooouuuu!" wailed Saten Ruiko, hugging surprised Touma" It's terrible!"

"W-What is it? It's not like you to be that upset!"

"I got the permission to have a dish by mom's recipe brought here. But it tastes like awfully, like gum. Why do I hate my beloved childhood diiiiiiish?!"

Caressing the woman's head, Touma looked at the doctor.

"Is this permanent?"

"Usually no"

"Usually?" puppy-eyed Saten looked at Touma, on the verge of crying again.

He sighed and kissed her brow.

"If it comes to worst, I will cook for you to make up for this, and we will discover some new and fun dishes together. How does it sound"

"Thanks" Saten hugged him, or at least as much as she could while being on the bed.

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"...Mood changes..."

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"Aisa-san, please calm down!"

"OH, SO NOW YOU NOTICE ME?! WELL, I DON'T SEE YOU NOW! HOW DOES THAT FEEL, HUH?! HUUUUUUUH?!"

"Only minutes ago, you were apologizing for breaking a plate and you were bowing the floor..."

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"... various kinds of allergies and malfunctions in esper abilities..."

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Mugino Shizuri's breath hitched and she closed her eyes, as everyone ducked for cover.

"False fucking alarm." the woman exclaimed after a moment. "Why the hell do I have allergies when I never had them my entire li...HAKSHOO!"

All of the sudden, Mugino sneezed violently. Her meltdowner beam discharged, hitting and melting part of specially reinforced wall.

"It's a normal reaction, Shizuri-san. Your immune system became oversensitive in order to protect your baby and works on getting rid of any possible bacteria or pollution" the old doctor calmly explained.

"Well, make it stop. I never sneezed so much in my damn..."

As she paused and closed her eyes again, everybody, including the nurses, fell onto the ground.

"Hi, Mugino, I brought you something to-"

"Hakshoo!"

The newcomer was greeted by another sneeze of doom.

The meltdowner beam zoomed over Hamazura's hair... setting it on fire.

"AAAARGGGH!"

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"... cases of frequent urination or constipation..."

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The female toilet was mainly quiet, until.

"Is that you, hag?" Misaki spoke from within one stall.

"Oh, if it isn't the cow..." Kumokawa's voice came from the other.

Silence.

"So, how long have you been in here?"

"I think... two hours or so... you?"

"With combined time of my returns, it will be 2 and a half hours in the space of four"

"So let me get this straight... we are stuck here for god knows how long with only each other and this awkward silence?"

Silence.

"This is the worst! WHY?!" screamed both women..

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... itchiness over the skin..."

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"Are you sure, Itsuwa?"

"Yes, please, if that's not a problem... I can't reach there... and it irritates me so much..."

Touma sat behind her and began to scratch her, causing the woman to bend backward and practically purr out of pleasure.

"Oh, yes... that's the spot... yes, ooooooh, yesss... aaaah, slightly higher... oh, I love youuuuu...aaah owaaah..."

"Miss Itsuwa, time for your..." the nurse entering the room blanched at sight of Touma sitting directly behind Itsuwa and the woman herself having rather... intense facial expression.

"I-I will come later..."

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"... naturally, there is a need of abstinence in regards to sexual intercourse...

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"Lessar-san, please calm down!"

"What do you mean I can't do it with Lover Boy? I can't... I can't NOT do it that long. My mental health will not bear it. My eyes need his abs. My boobs need his hands. My ass needs his-"

"Anaesthesia for Lessar-san, quickly!"

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"That being said, sometimes pregnancy has positive side effects..."

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"W-What happened with Misaka-san" asked Uiharu looked at Railgun posing in front of the mirror.

"I don't know but..." Saten, also patient in the same hospital, listened on.

"THEY GREW! THEY GREW BY AT LEAST A SIZE AND A HALF! THEY FINALLY GREW! HAHAHAHAHA! SUCK IT, SHOKUHOU! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Apparently, Misaka Mikoto lost it.

After all, one of the possible side effects was breast growth.

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Touma smiled listening to those stories, when he felt that his consciousness started to fade.

"You are coming back. And you won't remember this moment as clear memories... but the intuitions will remain. Don't worry though. You will experience everything you saw and more" Sena explained.

"Tip for the future." he heard the disappearing voice of Shimitsu" With mom, it's like a coin toss. She likes to dominate, but also appreciates when someone manages to overturn her expectations. If you manage to guess when it's the good time you win. Oh, and she likes blue lilies!"

(KAMIJOU TOUMA AWOKE)

"There is hope!"

"Wah!"

As he was rising up, he caused someone else to tumble down. Touma started to fall down as well but stopped himself with his arms.

He was directly above shocked Kumokawa Seria, who was watching him as if in trance, her hair across the floor and her eyes in direct line with his. Her big chest rose with suspiciously shallow breaths.,

"S-Senpai... what are you doing here?"

"I...I was looking for you... and I thought to check... but you were asleep and..."

Kumokawa was flustered which usually wasn't the case. She came here in search for Touma, and was smitten by the sight of him being asleep. However, she didn't expect sudden awakening that accidentally resulted in her being pinned down to the floor.

Usually, she had the control over conversation but she acted almost... intoxicated, thanks to the 'surprise attack'.

"I would love to chat with you senpai, but I really have to go now. I need to set few things right. Oh... while you are here, can you tell me what you found in regards to Mitsuari Ayu?"

"Oh.." Kumokawa blinked, her glossed over eyes flickering back to reality" Right, right, of course... but, as much as I would love you to take initiative, if I were to show you... you need to let me get up"

Touma only now remembered that he was still pinning the girl to the floor.

"Oh right. S-Sorry..."

"I-It's quite alright. Now, let me see" she opened her phone and browsed through it for a moment. "Look at this"

She showed him a map of the city, with a few red dots marked on it.

"As you can see, my spy network spotted Ayu-san in quite a few places. Those places in itself have no value for us. But when you extend the possible routes from them, you see that they link quite a few places we know Ayu-san was connected with. Ground Geo. The site of IDEAL lab before its shutdown. And the place in which we had our adventure together against this biomechanical dragon"

"Does this mean..."

"That girl is a sentimentalist, I am afraid, so much so and in such obvious fashion that it could fool anyone of a lesser skill. She is on the run, without a doubt, but she has a tendency to return to the places that hold or held value for her. Meaning that if we set ambush near those areas and wait patiently..."

"... chances that we will encounter her are elevated. That's great news senpai!"

"Well, we don't have certainty, there still can be spots I missed or Ayu-san might not show up. But I have a feeling this is a good lead. We will commence the operation in couple days. I will divide the search teams and resources. Expect contact from me"

"Senpai... thanks a lot! You are so wonderful. Regardless of everything, let's go grab something to eat the other day or do something fun together. See you!"

Kumokawa's lips opened partially as Touma disappeared from her sight. Her cheeks reddened once again.

"Did he just... invite me on a date? No, no, it doesn't go that deep, but he actually... actively took initiative... I don't know if I am mentally... and physically... prepared for this change in his demeanor... but I would lie if I said I didn't enjoy it..."

Did something inspire Kamijou Touma to seize life into his hands?

Some would laugh at the notion of dreams having tangible effects. But being an expert on the subconscious matters, Kumokawa Seria was not so sure about that.

(LATER)

Kamijou found Bologna Succubus. They were on their way to restaurant Misaki reserved as the place for their talk. But...

"Bologna, please tell me that you won't give her any ideas"

He did find her... with a new friend.

Apparently, either Lessar developed ADHD or she was sightseeing, because Touma felt she was everywhere in the city those days.

Without her daughter present, Bologna didn't pretend to hide her true form. Some people thought it to be cosplay of some sort.

Apparently, Bologna became slightly overwhelmed in Tokiwadai, after all the girls wanted to ask her questions and spend time with her. She was a mother of Mental Out after all, and it made the clique members go especially crazy.

After she fled, she stumbled upon Lessar. Who was enchanted but for a completely different reason.

Touma found them only after they managed to have a lengthy conversation and were busy complementing each other's tails.

"Such a great young girl! She is 100% human, but she would be a splendid succubus in the making. I would train her in no time. Hmm, you think I can take her home? Maybe Alice won't mind..."

"Bologna, she is perverted enough already..."

"Oh, she still has lot to learn. I gave her lot of tips and she called me master, so I made them a honorary Lilith clan member! Fufu!"

"That wasn't a compliment!

Finally, they were in front of the restaurant. Bologna shimmered back into her human form as they entered. The restaurant was empty. Misaki made everyone leave earlier on.

"You are here" the girl spoke, sipping tea.

Touma and Bologna sat down by the table in the middle of lit, spacious room.

"Misaki... I think each of us has something to say right now..."

"Each? You too, Kamijou-san?" Misaki looked at Touma, who nodded.

"Shokuhou-san, right? I am sorry to say this... I don't remember ever meeting you before. But... I am now aware that this is not the truth. That even if I don't remember it, we actually met many, many times before. And you are the only one left with memory of those events. I won't even remember who I was saying this to or maybe even having this entire conversation once I leave your presence. But I want to say... that I don't want you to suffer. Please, it's not too late to move on and-"

"That was never possible" came short reply from the girl. Her lip trembled as she looked up to meet Touma's eyes with teary eyes." Listening to you, speaking of this... I only wish for the way to be with you more. I didn't plan to say this, because you will forget it anyway. But since you know it by now... Kamijou Touma, my beloved Prince, I love you. I loved you ever since I spent time with you on the summer and after the incident stole you from me. I loved you ever since and I never stopped. I loved you when I followed what you gave me and formed my clique. I loved you when I suffered hardships, because you gave me strength, and when I was happy too. I don't care how much time will pass, how we will change, what obstacles we will face, how many times I will have to say this... I love you. I will not discard my memories with you alongside that love. I cannot love anyone else... because they are not you. I know it's hopeless and pathetic, that you wouldn't approve of it, but I just want to find a way for you to remember me."

Touma was shocked and shaken after hearing that confession.

Bologna coughed slightly and spoke to him.

"Those things earlier weren't actually the ones wanted you wanted to say to her, right? Can you say them now?"

Touma opened his mouth and inhaled shakily, before speaking

"The truth is... I didn't want to let you go too. Ever since I realized I keep forgetting you, I was impressed by your devotion to our shared memories. I... wish to meet you. Truly meet you. To know you better... to spend time with you, have fun... maybe even fall in love with you... I f-feel strange saying it to someone who I just met from my perspective, but I... want to be a part of your life, Shokuhou Misaki. Would you please work together with me to save me and to give me a chance for a new start? Even though I caused you so much pain..."

"NO, YOU DID NOT!" Misaki shouted, grasping his hand." What happened to us was cruel, but it wasn't your fault. You protected me with your life, body, and soul. You gave me happiness, you saved me in all ways possible. You are someone I fell in love with. I accept your request and I will be with you for as long as it takes. But with your memory..."

"I won't stop even with a few holes in my memory. Believe me, I know a thing or two about amnesia. Although I would be obliged if you would be patient enough to fill me in on the basics each time till we resolve this. Now that I know that there is a problem, it will be much easier for me to catch up"

"And I guess..." Bologna sighed, spreading her arms and looking at Touma with a smile" I will try to help out too"

"Mom?" asked bewildered Shokuhou" You rarely do something if it's not in the interest of your personal credo, which is-"

"Help the unjustly accused. I know, starlight, but with Kamijou here, he gets in trouble because of bad luck and with it, there are lots of false accusations to go through. And while helping out with those, I can do few things around in my free time... including the search for your problem. It seems our family really has been cursed with love..."

"What?"

"I have something to confess as well. I wasn't honest with you. The reason me and your dad are not together anymore, is because of my side of the family... and who I really am..."

She gave Touma a brief glance and exhaled as her disguise disappeared. Wings spread, horns grew, and tail whipped through the air, as Bologna Succubus spoke.

"This is how I really look like"

Misaki straightened up on her chair before uttering a short/

"Oh... well, that explains things"

"What?!" both Touma and Bologna shouted.

The wings of the succubus fluttered slightly as she stared in shock at the younger blond.

"That's it?! I expected... panic, shock, horror. This is quite a revelation, you know"

"I... I don't know what to think." Misaki muttered" but I had vague... memories of something looking like you do now. Besides, this might be related to the inconsistency in your memories"

"You read my mind?"

"Last time we met. I knew that you were lying to me, mom"

"I did it to protect you. Even now, you don't understand..."

"Then why couldn't you tell me when I was older? It would change a lot."

Bologna looked into Misaki's eyes.

"What did you see in my memories?"

"You as a lawyer, you helping out others, but there was something... strange. As if something was able to resist my power... parts of your memories being vague or blurred beyond normal."

"Well, this is actually due to the power of my disguise... but also due to the fact that I have the mental ability. It might be interfering with Mental Out on some ground"

"You? You're an esper? No, maybe a gemstone? But you shouldn't have more than one ability, so what's with the haloween look? I thought this was your hidden power"

"My power is not something I use like you do with your ability. It is to be utilized only in dire situations. And contrary to your Mental Out, my power uses not brain fluids, but passions and desires"

"T-That... that's impossible. It has to have some form of physical medium"

"It would if it was an esper power. But I operate under different rules. I am a succubus after all, a demon"

"Mom... I can take wings, horns, and tail as manifestations of some body-altering ability... but what sort of joke ability do you say now? A demon? Do you breath fire and have a pitchfork too?"

"Don't take it lightly. I am not asking you to believe right away, but don't laugh it off. There are many kinds of demons. Succubi are race of primordial forces of lust and desire. We need sexual relationships to supply our energy, but besides lust we also feel different emotions. Even if some of us suffered because of that. The reason I did the things I did was because I suffered too. I lost my child, a half-brother of yours, a long, long time ago. And I was scared that I will lose you too. I thought the more human you will be, the safer will be your life. I miscalculated... and you paid the price for it. Loneliness, divorce, even your heartache... I needed time to get things together. I... wasn't expected to ever have a child again. So I... I failed. It began good, but when you started to grow up, when we kept being attacked because of me... and because of your heritage... I couldn't be a mother I wanted to be for you. I wish to do it better, but I can't. We are part of different words but... if you find it in your heart not to hate me, that's enough for me"

And with that, she kneeled down. With her wings spread, her forehead touched the floor.

"Showing the base of wings is sign of greatest apology for a demon. Even if we can't change the past... I am sorry, Misaki"

Misaki looked at succubus with unsure eyes.

Touma spoke for the first time in a long while, getting in front of Bologna.

"Shoku... no, Misaki... I beg you to consider her words as well. Bologna is far from flawless. She fell prey to her fears and you suffered because of it. She lied to you, even if she had good intentions. But she is a good person... succubus... and I really mean it. She was one of the most selfless beings I ever met. She saved my life and I would be long dead if she wasn't there to aid me. So I swear, I know she means what she says. Give her a chance!"

Something new entered Misaki's eyes, as she looked at her mother.

"Is that... true?"

"If you want proof, read the memories from New Year's Eve. From either of us!" Touma nodded" I know you feel hurt because you figured out that I met your mom before. So now, see what happened back there."

Bologna raised her head and nodded too.

"In this form, there will be no interference. Go for it, I can at least show this to you"

Shokuhou Misaki slowly pulled out one of her numerous remotes and pointed it at the succubus.

Click!

Her face changed in an instant. The remote dropped from her hand.

"What... what was that..."

She shivered and tears welled up in his eyes, as she suddenly jumped forward...

Hugging not only Touma, but Bologna as well.

"I really could have died! I am so glad you are alright..."

"T-Thanks... I happy too..."

"Mom... you really made all those transfusions... you almost died too... and thanks to this, my prince survived..."

"Misaki..."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you... thank you for saving his life, mom"

Bologna smiled, as her tailed coiled around both Touma and crying Shokuhou.

"Well, I was not acting for all that pure intentions, during the whole affair with Alice, Killers, and Rescuers... but that makes me all the more glad that I decided to protect you, Kamijou. I just might start to really love both of you"

"I... don't know what I actually saw. But this... witch... Aradia, was it? She also seemed to follow that different set of rules you mentioned. Some time ago, me and Misaka-san fought with one Anna Sprengel... when I put my mind on it, I see many, many examples of this deviation from the norm. This is... a lot to think about. Mom..."

"Misaki, are you scared of me?"

"No, I... I saw many strange things in my life. I didn't expect you to look like this even if I suspected you were leading a double life... but, this is not the reason for me to hate you. What happened between us in the past is another story... but for my prince and because of what I just saw, I am willing to began anew... this time, with truth and telling one another about our problems"

Stars met hearts in one gaze. Both pairs of lips, slowly and shyly, stretched in almost identical smiles.

"Well, that's great by me. We can work on solving your memory mystery and start anew... let's celebrate with partaking in Kamijou-san!"

"Doing what in whom?!"

"M-M-MOM?!" Misaki went so red that she looked as if she was close to fainting.

"What?! It's a common tradition for older succubi to have an intercourse with her offspring's partner." Bologna winked at Touma in seductive fashion" Misaki, your grandma and me did that too. It's a mother-daughter thing, it strengthens the familial bond"

Something was telling Touma that Bologna wasn't joking.

"IN WHICH FAMILY?!"

"The one straight out of hell! I am on a roll!"

(LATER)

After the very emotional set of confessions, Touma went with his intuition and set off to Mugino Shizuri's place.

The doors were opened by Kinuhata Saiai, who looked at Touma in interest

"Sup, Kamijou?"

"Is Mugino here? Also... wow, this place is really nice. And really clean too, not a trace of dust or dirt. I would think that with 4 people living together, it would be messier"

"Yeah, that's mostly because of our dear boss. She likes everything super neat and clean, that perfectionist. Also, we neglected dusting once, and Mugino just happened to have a super sneezing fit. There were losses... *sob*... goodbye, my super rare collection of B-class movies, disc pack 7. Melted down, completely! I super swear that she actually did that on purpose..."

"Kinuhata-san..."

"Ah, oh, right, super sorry. Hmm... MUGINO! Your boyfriend is here for you!"

Touma blushed lightly. Accompanied with a clamour from behind the corner, Mugino emerged dressed in a night robe.

"Kinuhata! What shit are you spewing?!"

"Relax Mugino, it's just a joke! It's not like he will pull out flowers or any... thing..."

Kinuhata trailed off, as Kamijou did in fact pulled out a small bouquet of flowers.

"Hey Mugino-san... I just wanted to say... life was pretty busy for me recently. I know you've been calling and was rather... vocal, about spending time with me. Sorry for ignoring that for so long. So, I came to apologize and to make it right. I don't know if you even like flowers but I thought it would be a nice touch. So anyway... maybe we can hang out or something..."

Mugino was too shocked to even speak, and only single, ripped sounds were emerging from her throat. She stood there, completely frozen, as Touma discreetly put the bouquet into her hand.

At the same time, Hamazura and Takitsubo peaked out

"What is... HOLY SHIT, WHAT AM I EVEN SEEING?!" Hamazura screamed.

"I think Kamijou broke Mugino" Kinuhata muttered, trying her hardest not to laugh.

"Wooooah..." Takitsubo nodded" she is lagging..."

The fact that she of all people was saying it spoke volumes of the mental state Meltdowner was in.

When Mugino finally managed to flare up in rage, Kamijou was already gone.

She breathed heavily for few moments before looking at the flowers.

"Blue lilies... how the fuck did he know..."

Touma in fact, didn't remember why he know. He just went with his gut.

Mugino spent the rest of the late evening screaming at her roommates to not make assumptions.

But even though she got angry, she kept the flowers.

Because of who she was, no one ever gave her flowers. It was new to her.

Kamijou Touma overturned Mugino Shizuri's expectations.

And so, she sent a text message, after which she went to rest.

At least, it supposed to be rest.

But her mind had other ideas, as it began a dream sequence.

Her, Kamijou, and wall, that one party was pinned against in passionate kissing session, until the other managed to get on top. In her imaginations, they wrestled for control, with his lips on her lips, his body pressed against hers, with his hands in her hair, and her all over his torso.

It was not a known fact, as the girl recognized as Meltdowner was a ruthless killer for some part of her life and had a rather gruesome reputation.

But Mugino Shizuri's intense hate could only be outshined by how intensely she could love.

Although, even she didn't realize it yet.

(AT GOKUSAI + KAMIJOU APARTAMENT)

"Welcome back" Rikuri welcomed him as he returned to their home.

Index and Amazora were already fast asleep, and were covered together at their spacious sofa.

"I guess I will turn in as well." the oldest Gokusai yawned, as she limply fell into his arms" So tired..."

"Hard day in college?..."

"More like long... I missed all of you."

"That was only 10 hours or so..."

"Yeah, but it felt like 10 years..."

"Yeah..." Touma chuckled" It was a long day..."

Rikuri affectionately rubbed her cheek on Touma's.

"Well, be sure to tell me about it during breakfast. Sweetest of dreams for you. Oh, and can you-"

"I will take Amazora and Index, no problem"

"Love you for reading my mind. Bye for now"

As Rikuri departed and Touma tucked the younger girls in, he checked on Othinus. She sleepily nodded to him from her dollhouse, before falling back to slumber. Sphynx was napping underneath, although it was only a matter of time when he will wake up to roam the apartment.

But as he went to his bedroom, he realized that he wasn't alone.

Kaibi stared at him from the darkness.

"Kaibi-san, did something happen?"

"No, it's just..." the girl said, suddenly feeling the rush of... confidence.

She felt braver and more daring than ever before. This was the gift of Mental Out?

"Touma..." she walked to him, never breaking an eye contact" I need to say something to you. And you will listen to me. No buts, just... me and you."

Touma felt wall behind his back.

Now, Kaibi really was all he could see.

"I am asking you to accompany me tomorrow. I want to show you much our bond means to me... how much you mean to me too..." she said, leaning over next to his ear.

The stimulation caused Touma to gulp, as his mind was thrown into chaotic disarray.

Kaibi was mesmerizing in some strange, intense way. He never saw that side of her... and his hormones were not helping the case.

"K-Kaibi-san..."

"I am assertive enough to say this: My eyes will be on you. You will be all I will like to see, happy and having fun. Go out with me, Touma, to Dianoid. I will dedicate this day for you and our relationship, so... have eyes only on me only. And I give you good reason to look"

"O-Okay..."

Touma was fully red when triumphant Kaibi pulled away.

'I did I actually did it! It was perfect! I...'

"I want to have your babies!"

Still flustered Touma turned his head.

Horrified Kabi opened her mouth

"T-That wasn't me! I just think of you all the time and I-"

She covered her lips and, after a moment of thought, grabbed Touma's right hand and placed it on his head.

There was a sound of breaking glass.

Kaibi opened her mouth. But no strange exclamation came out anymore.

"K-Kaibi-san?"

"Please pay no mind to what I said in those last two sentences, it appears someone made fun of me. Think about the rest of what I said though. G-Good night!"

And with that she sprinted outside.

Exiting onto the balcony, it was Kaibi's turn to have a fully flushed face.

"I knew she would not do it without any trick. Even though she helped me in the end... you will pay for that humiliation, Shokuhou Misakiiiiiiiiii!"

(MEANWHILE)

A message from Mugino appeared on Touma's phone.

'Meet me at Dianoid. I will sent you time and place in the morning. Don't be late'

He was happy until he realized...

"Did Kaibi and Mugino requested a meeting not only the same day but at the same place? During moment like this, it's awkward to request rescheduling... such misfortune! What I am to do? What kind of bad twist is that? Who else coincidentally will be in just that time and the same place?"

He still didn't calm down from what happened with Kaibi. He looked down at his pants.

"I can't go to sleep like this! Okay, focus... High Priest in a swimsuit, High Priest in a swimsuit...

(ELSEWHERE)

The boy with a body made of pure white, neither gaseous or liquid substance, spread his wings as he dropped down, flying across the streets.

"Fremea wanted a special keychain to go with her backpack. I think Hamazura mentioned that some market in Dianoid has it. I would rather not return empty handed... I could just create it, but I guess it is not the same..."

Kakine Teitoku, once known as Beetle 05, smiled, as he shrugged in mid-flight.

"I guess I drop by Dianoid tomorrow. It's been quite a while, maybe something surprises me"

(TO BE CONTINUED...)

So here we are, after another chapter.

When GT6 came out (I originally planned to have this chapter published at the anniversary of Bologna's first appearance, but I missed it by a week. Oh well) I heard a lot of people saying 'Bologna looks like Misaki', 'it would be wild if Bologna and Misaki were related', 'that would make for such a twist'.

And I could only think: I must do this. I agree, it would be awesome. So I researched a lot of historic and occultist books.

So I did my take on it. Of course, there are certain factors that had to be improvised upon, but overall, I think it's rather coherent. When it comes to Bologna, I always thought that the brothel affair was necessary, but not sufficient for her to fight with injustice. I thought something more personal happened to her, which caused her to vehemently fight against the unjust accusations. I thought that role of estranged royalty would suit her because she is a powerful succubus, and also because succubi are said to differ in power in regards to closeness to the original source of their power, Lilith and other queens. Similar to Lessar's case in that story, I thought that Bologna, appearing rather carefree and free-spirited, would become more whole if there was a darker aspect to her history and motivations. For this chapter, I studied clinical cases of child loss PTSD. It is a common aspect of this trauma that mother starts to experience fear and nightmares when the second child comes to age of the first one, that was lost in some way, that results in willing or unwilling distancing between mother and child, which usually causes other psychological problems.

What links Misaki and Bologna is not only physical appearance and connection to love and lust, but possible link with mental powers. Most powerful succubi had the power to completely charm and control the people they enchanted. The form in which Bologna uses this absolute obedience, which I like to call Embodiment of Desire, is equivalent to sealed forms of Transcendents that Aradia has as well. Her appearance in that form was based on Song of Songs from Old Testament (biblical one) while her taking control over the crowd was a reference to Code Geass.

4 demonic queens, including Lilith, are real religious/mythological figures, that were the origins for the succubi. Meridiana, Bologna's sister, is a succubus from a legend about pope Sylvester II, present in our real life lore. Another pope from this chapter, Paulus II, is also a historic figure, being extravagant, flamboyant, generous, but also rather disheartening and prone to prejudice. He died in 1471, 3 years after Bologna's brothel affair. He was succeeded by Sixtus IV, who ordered the painting of the famous Sistine Chapel. Keep in mind that Bologna's child demise and the entire ordeal is happening in the prelude of witch hunts in Europe. In a decade or so, the infamous Malleus Maleficarum will be first published. Seige and massacre of Beziers that Aradia mentions is also a very gruesome historic event, during which more or less 15 to 20 000 people were all killed on accusation of heresy. None was spared, even though majority was innocent, and the papal legate, Arnauld Amlarc, said that God will recognize the faithful so everyone should be killed regardless, to destroy the heresy just in case.

Now, it's time for a little bit more of lore:

APPENDIX A: FUTURE PHASE BIOS & MORE

I was given a question: What is the relationship of the mothers and the children in Kamijou family that they didn't birth themselves? Well, the concept is that it is one family, but with smaller subdivisions. Moms will naturally be the closest to their biological children, but there is an informal rule that if another child has a problem, the other moms will try to help and do their best if they are available. It's something less than a mother, and more than an aunt. Within the Kamijou family, there are of course various bonds of various qualities (for example, Fukiyose and Himegami enjoy close bond, while Misaka and Mugino dislike one another) but it dosen't change the fact that there is a sense of mutual respect going on, and all kinds of love for the children of various generation. Each mother and her children usually live separately from other wives and children, but they basically raise them together at each occasion they can get.

Kamijou Shimitsu (上条 示蜜) is the daughter of Mugino Shizuri. Her name links kanji for "display, express" and "honey" linking to both her acting flare and beautiful looks, as well as a continuation of her mother's given name first sylabble (as seen in MIsuzu- MIkoto). Shimitsu is often said to be what Shizuri could be if she didn't touch the dark side. Very intelligent, temperamental, and expressive, Shimitsu has the talent for acting performances and may be seen as overdramatic at times. Though she is very explosive in her anger, she is much more mellow and gentle than her mother, and is seen as friendly by friends and strangers alike. She has weakness for compliments and takes the liking to those who seem to appreciate her efforts. She is the object of affection of Hamazura Kamito, who is a great fan and supporter of her acting career, not mindful of what once happened between their parents. Shimitsu, for a time being, remains oblivious to those feelings.

Nefertari Asenath Kamijou (ネフェルタリ アセナス 上条), known simply as Sena (セナ) is the daughter of Nephthys. De facto a demigoddess, half-japanese, half-egyptian, she is a beautiful teen that is slightly older than she looks because her mother's biological influence messing with aging process. Sena is gentle, imaginative, and sensitive young woman with great sense of humour. She possesses innate and powerful magical abilities, with her favourite one being dream weaving, which she wants to use to aid people as a healer and psychoterapist. She often speaks to people in their dreams and has the quirk of tagging along with someone simply because she can. She enjoys close bond with Kamijou Takami, her half-brother who is also training under the eye of Nephthys and Othinus. She has a bit of rivalry with Shimitsu, stemming from the fact that Takami spent time with both of them and considered them his favourite sisters in various periods of time. Similarly to her mother, Sena dislikes unnecessary clothing.

They are not children of Touma, but they do deserve a bio because of their importance. They were raised separately from others of her generation, but nevertheless remain very close to them, given their parents strong bonds and love interests they have.

Hamazura Kamito (浜面上当)- the older of the dizygotic twins of Shiage and Rikou. Name derived from KAMIjou TOuma, as a symbol of gratitude from Hamazura for all Touma did for his life. Kamito is in a way similar to Hamazura, as he enjoys the simple life with her and is fascinated by racing sports. He is energetic, talkative and displays his father's tendencies to be a straight man in many situations, although he also inherited Takitsubo's tendencies to occasionally space out and contemplate things before acting. Like his sister, Kamito remains close with Touma's family, but was not raised with them as much as Kamijou siblings among themselves. Kamito likes to spend free time with his aunt Kinuhata. He also has not yet expressed crush on Shimitsu, daughter of Mugino Shizuri, who he knows better than many of her siblings and admires greatly, although the girl does not realize his feelings as of now.

Hamazura Frenda (浜面 フレンダ), also known as Fren-chan (フレン)- the younger of the dizygotic twins of Shiage and Rikou. Named to honour Frenda Seivelun. Despite inheriting her mother's looks and kuudere temper, Fren is much more open and prone to laughing than Rikou was at the same age. She is gentle, both in delicate beauty and introverted nature, but is very liked by the ones she opens to. She enjoys stars more than anything and often likes to watch them at night. She is very intelligent and excels in many areas of academic life, but has terrible sense of direction and sometimes lacks common sense. Due to her notoriously losing way around the city, she was aided and helped multiple times by Takami, who was 'fighting crime' in the very same alleys. Fren in return made him bentos and cooked meals for him. After a while, they both fell in love with each other, in a similar way to Shiage and Rikou generation prior. Besides her boyfriend, Fren likes to spend time and write things together with Wannai Kinuho's daughter, Mizumi. She also helps to create various treats and is considered a promising housewife material, almost on par with Itsuwa or Saten.'

It would be important to mention that Touma's and Shokuhou's future daughter, Kamijou Kiseki is, upon the revelations of this chapter, quater-succubus, with Misaki as mother, Bologna as grandmother, Meridiana as grand-aunt, Gamori as great-grandmother, and is distantly related to Asmodeus and first succubus Lilith.

We also have a confirmations on following children: Aradia (son), Kuroko (son), Saten (daughter), Rikuri (daughter). Their bios and names will be revealed in yet-to-come interactions with future phase.

APPENDIX B: ON THE CAMBIONS

All the mentioned traits of cambion characteristics in this chapter are taken from various grimoires and historic sources on witchcraft, including Mallelus. Cambions are children of human and a demon. Usually, the father is a demon, and mother is human, but the reverse is also possible. The most famous cambions for modern reader are Merlin, Hellboy, or Raven. Cambions vary greatly in appearance, powers, and demonic traits. All of those depend on the type of demon parent, the form they were in during the conception, powers of said demon, and many other factors. Children of succubi or inccubi were usually said to crave food and sweetness, had disproportionate weight to their looks, and various alternations from norm, including marks on the skin/different skin colour, and, what is possibly most important for us, differently looking eyes than regular humans, with various forms of iris and pupil.

Cambions were considered a violation of natural order and the real life church hunted them down almost as viciously as witches. In fanatical way, the often believed that death will purify those beings. Many so called cambions were simply humans with deformations or disabilities, so one can only imagine how great of a damage those hunts caused.

As for fictional cambions, they were a grey area between human and demon world, and possessed various supernatural powers. In terms of succubi-born cambions, those powers often included manipulation or control abilities.

APPENDIX C: BOLOGNA'S TIMELINE

This is a timeline of chronlogy of Bologna's backstory, for further clarity

Upon world's creation: 4 demonic queens, Eisneth, Agrat, Naamah, and Lilith, mate with angel Samael and give birth to succubi

Thousands of years ago: Asmodeus becomes Prince of Hell and 2nd ruler of Lilith's clan

Late Antiquity: Humans discover magic and enslave succubi. Astaroth becomes 5th Queen, Gamori is born.

II century: First cambion is born.

III-VII century: Cambion Wars

VI century: Gamori (original spelling of Gremory), Bologna's mother, becomes a Succubus Queen. Meridiana, Bologna's older sister, is born.

Final of VII century: End of Cambion Wars

880: Bologna Succubus is born

923: Gamori is ambushed and dies against Naamah queen. Meridiana becomes 11th Queen.

circa 1000: Meridiana helps the inventor and religious figure, pope Sylvester II, ascend to the pope's throne and revolutionize human society.

1005: Met with rejection, and to avoid conflict, Meridiana exiles herself. Bologna becomes a 12th Queen.

1005-1450: Bologna's rule.

1222: Victory over Naamah

1317: Alliance with Eisenth

1450-1460: Depressed Bologna flees her realm and lives among the humans.

1460: Bologna's son, a cambion, is born.

1467: Bologna is forced to spill the secrets of her clan in hope to save her son after they are taken in front of the pope. Despite her efforts, the boy still dies.

1468: Lilith's clan gets massacred.

1468: Bologna tries to prevent execution of the man accused of running a brothel with succubi. She meets Aradia for the first time.

circa 1550: Bologna becomes a Transcendent

XVIII century: Bologna tries to study human law to allow her to increase the possibilities of saving the victims of injustice.

16 years before the story: Bologna meets Misaki's father. After the won case and after jovial celebration, she accidentally becomes pregnant with a girl.

almost 15 years before the story: Shokuhou Misaki is born.

14-13 years before the story: Bologna raises Misaki with her father

12 years before story: As attacks on her continue, Bologna experiences relapses of child loss trauma and distances herself from Misaki.

10 years before the start of the story: Bologna comes back to Misaki and her father after a suspicious car accident. In the same year, Misaki's father witnesses Bologna's orignal self, which causes the pair to drift apart, despite remaining in good relations. For a year, Misaki lives with Bologna, and is taken care of either by her or by nannies.

9 years before the start of the story: Bologna and Misaki's father send their daughter to Academy City, with Bologna's wish for normal life for Misaki.

New Years's Eve, last year: Bologna meets Kamijou Touma