Chapter XV. The True Worth of The Lightning Breather, Hunter, & Archer

Able to steal away the Vase of Endings, Coco and Ocho submit their finding to a professor at one of the Harvest Reporting Towers with certainty to win the entirety of the Harvest Festival. The Vase was now in safe custody as we return to the great war between Keroli and Kamui against Agares and Goemon. Kamui kept the beast under his animalistic command, only met with their demise as Goemon utilized his control with the wind saving his comrades. The barrier around Agares' castle has yet to fall despite having boss-class bull monsters ramming at it. Such meant the only way to it was through the front gate itself, thanks to Agares' bloodline ability to control all his kin perceives as the ground. He and his allies were able to fend off the beasts through such difficult moments, but their bonds proved their strength second to none.

However, a demon holding an injured comrade entered the throne room to report that six guards from the east have been defeated, not by the beasts this time. Allies were spontaneously charmed by someone sexy- that being no other than X Elizabetta herself releasing 60% of her affection by unzipping a small line of her jumpsuit. Her bloodline ability to release a scent which makes those within her range of distribution be infatuated by her turns out to have its concentration manipulated by how much of her zipper is opened and closed. Elizabetta herself found it unrefined to use such a trick on men , but it's not as though she had any other way to catch them off-guard or have them voluntarily disarm during a war. Those who didn't return were lead them into enemy territory to be captured. Agares commended how Magical Beast Kingdom wasn't holding off their horses by any means. If anyone wanted to know, Clara went off scouting on her little adventure to get some points, leaving Elizabetta to her ability's devices. She had to be careful with how much she uses it, otherwise she and whoever was under her spell lose control. Despite Raim telling her to use it sparingly, she was eager to satisfy her arousing curiosity until she heard a voice from the bushes.

There, Lied popped out with Acheron, Ryūko, Iruma, Isabelle, and Naphula on his tail. Before Iruma could tell the taller girl what was their matter, Lied decided to jump into earnestly asking what does she truly feel about him. Elizabetta that she loves him, causing the blond gamer to happily scream in such a response. They then sat down to some sweets and tea, Lied, Isabelle, and Ryūko (whom Elizabetta still doesn't recognize by her hooded apparel in black) explained the situation to her confirming that what happened with the former was not an act of her own accord.

"That doesn't sound familiar at all." She answered, "I've never seen a vase like that, either."

"So that means the Eliza I saw earlier really was..."

"A fake." Acheron answered straight away, "Isa and Ryūko were right. What the fake Elizabetta said was something the real deal would never say."

"Hmph. Total checkmate." Smirked Ryūko behind her mask as she and Isabelle shared a small fist bump, "T'was indeed the work of only one whom utilizes one's most abysmal fears and darkest memories, transformed into an illusion where any who battles it falls defeated in the midst of the rebirth of the greatest horrors ever known to demonkind."

Naphula, who had not seen the incident, questioned what exactly happened.

"Well, there was this Eliza that is not Eliza, who was pretty..." Lied tried to explain.

"Was she prettier than me?" Asked Elizabetta.

At that second, Naphula looked mad and hit Iruma by the side, they were trying to explain something through gestures. Perhaps they were visually describing the perpetrator's appearance. Iruma, Elizabetta and Lied all thought Naphula was describing a shark with a pompadour peeping as it danced, but that wasn't the answer.

Ryūko could only be silent throughout the guessing game, sighing out of seeing how that guess barely held any logical water to contain.

"You lot. Curtail this nonsense." She scowled, "If not through regular demon speech, we need someone to translate this. I hereby summon the Eule der Tierzungen (DE - Owl of Animalistic Tongues) to take the stand."

And just in that instant, Kamui slid to Ryūko's side with a wing raised.

"Yes, Prinzessin! I do verily believed that I, Gentleman Kamui have been summoned. What would you ask of me?" He responded, noticing Naphula's scent, "Hm? That's quite a unique aroma assaulting my senses."

"Your choice of speech tonight has refined its palate, my friend." Remarked Ryūko, "Being able to notice such with polite regards. Truly elegant, may I say."

"Prinzessin? Wait, so you're Ryūko this whole time under the hood?" Asked Elizabetta.

"I do apologize for the strange voice." Curtseyed Ryūko. "My mask turned out to have unintentionally altered it to a slight more... near-masculine tone..."

After that which, Kamui proceeded to observe Naphula's gestures and translate what ot truly meant. They described a person with a ponytail and glasses who made Ryūko "stab" herself to her fall as well as Iruma's, who also possessed hooves for feet. Such a description pointed towards Coco Orobas as the culprit, who was using illusion magic and only attacking the Misfit Class.

Right as he said that, Kaminari was undoubtedly dilly-dallying while hunting, unaware that she was being stalked. We now turn to an enigmatic pathway of demonic religion that loves and reveres the number two, The Second Faith. All of its testaments remain shrouded in the dark with no record of it to prove its existence, but rumors circulate as if it does truly exist. Such even pointed fingers at no other than Coco Orobas, or so most think. He often was gossiped to have purposely gained second place in every test while he was aiming for the highest spot because on the contrary, the Orobas family was always straightforward as well as intensely honest and true. To him, getting second place was simply a coincidence no matter how random it seems to be in that spot. When he knew is that Schneider, Asmodeus, and Lavande took the highest scores, even with the ever popular Isabelle, Ryūko, and Iruma, jealousy arose and he grew lusting for victory out of it. But for him to target the entirety of the Misfit Class, doesn't that sound odd when he was outclassed by said people?

This was a question Iruma couldn't help but ponder over, but it truly is alarming as Kamui set of to report this new enemy to Keroli. Lied then understood that he was truly targeting a particular person. Remembering the bird's words, someone's thoughts perfectly made sense, where they felt a sensation reaching their spine and jerked under such effects.

"No, no, no, this can't happen to them." Panicked the hooded Arachne.

"Oh no! Did you think of the same thing I was?!" Jolted Elizabetta at such a reaction she noticed.

"I was thinking the same thing, too. Whoever is he going after, that worries me the most right now." Isabelle stated in a worried and desperate tone.

"Those on their own, and those who deeply have been through the worst." Thought the hooded girl aloud, "Fallen into the abyss because of past circumstances that bring the greatest amount of damage, to which their guard will be let down... No! He's going after Valac and Levina next! From this moment on, until the Harvest Festival's end, I forbid any of us to take slack into surrendering. We must stay vigilant and aid our dearest allies! They could be under the effects of Trauma as we speak from here!"

Horror rose from words, it turned out Ryūko had her back facing Iruma's while that was said. It wasn't before long her physical form shifted into her infamous Arachne figure, terrifying yet utterly beautiful. The rest were flabbergasted with her statement and sudden transformation, but Isabelle and Acheron knew that it held her truth and honor well as any one she fails to protect as the Prinzessin would mean to fail as the academy's sworn protector.

But did Coco really want to take this direction? Not in the first place. In fact, he initially thought of not using his bloodline ability and win fairly, but he clearly contradicted himself by using Trauma against the Misfit Class. How did it come to this? Under Ocho's spell of psychological manipulation where he told the misguided victim of envy that there was no wrong in it and such was supposed to go in that way. To get Coco under his influence, he told that the Misfit Class stood in his way of becoming the year's Young King, thus the entirety of them should be eliminated. It was at that very moment, Kaminari was in for something out of the ordinary.

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The following section includes mentions of gore and disturbing nature. To amplify the scene, profanities utilized will be uncensored for the episode of events.

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The Pikachu turned around, only to see Yanna limp on the floor. She dropped to her knees.

"Yanna, what the hell are you doing? H-Hey, get up!" She yelled desperately before slapping Yanna, only to withdraw her hand and find it bloody, "Yanna?! What the literal fuck, wake up, this isn't fucking funny!"

Inevitably, the Gorgon demoness was dead. Kaminari was in a state of disbelief, she turned around seeing another still body on the ground, it was Lavande who in turn perhaps suffered a ruthless head injury.

All her friends, disappearing one by one. Kaminari's mind was racing into overdrive, piecing the puzzle together. If Lavande was here, then no way would the rest of her friends wouldn't be here at her side. Surely, they could fend off whatever caused this together, right? Of course, Kaminari never got the answers right in class all the time. Why would she this time? Turning around, there lay Asmodeus, Iruma, and Clara, their clothes ripped, blood steadily blossoming on the shreds of fabric. Mauled. But, if Iruma was here dead, then Ryūko must have gone into evil cycle. Surely nobody could defeat evil cycle Ryūko., to find her and a spell to reverse all deaths that laid in front of her would be possible, would it not?

"My... quite... an adversary..." Panted a familiar voice.

Just a few meters away, it appeared that Ryūko was up in a battle with a boss-level beast. It was stronger than her by element for it's power was light, the overwhelming opposer of her Shadow Quartz. The assassin held her clothed throat, bite marks were on her hand ungloved and her hidden blade was no longer present on her arm. Could it mean that the beast torn it away in a fight? This time, Kaminari actually screamed as Ryuko suddenly fell to the ground, presumably from blood loss.

"Ryūko... Ryūko... J-Just, don't move! You'll be fine, you'll be fine..." She watched as Ryūko coughed, misting the air with blood. Kaminari ran her hands through her own hair nervously.

"M-My brother. Yes... Yeah, I'll get my brother. He'll help. He has equipment. He'll help..."

"He's already gone..." Ryūko gasped, pointing, "Look away... You shouldn't see me like this..."

Kaminari didn't look away, neither wanting to see what Ryūko was gesturing at nor wanting to leave her side.

"Face it, Kaminari." another familiar voice came out of nowhere, "No wants to be with you. I only stayed with you because you felt so pitiful, not because I genuinely want to be your friend."

It was Isabelle, having undergone her Wicked Phase. Her horns and tail have become covered in serrated scales, her pupils have become white four-point stars, and her outfit is now a flowing black and blue dress complimented by her black heels.

"Isabelle..." Kaminari whipped around at her voice. She was bloodied up too. Kaminari, not minding what she said, ran to her as she fell, covered in wounds as well.

"Isabelle!"

Isabelle, despite her injuries, laughed. "Even if I was your real friend, you aren't. A real friend would have saved me. A real friend wouldn't have let your other friends die. Look at you, standing there, barely a scratch on you, while the rest of us lay here." Isabelle coughed. "So... Useless..."

"You may be a demon, but you're just a violent and impatient monster wanting to get out. But of course, I wouldn't pay no mind since that is what we were meant to do."

A figure said from up a tree branch. It jumped down and was revealed to be... Acheron. Just like Isabelle, he is also in Wicked Phase. His hair being snowy white and reaching down to his legs and tipped with azure blue. His skin has become pitch black and his eyes become white. He also has horns coming out of his head, one of them being enveloped in blue flames.

He too, was bearing marks and scars of the recent battle. Despite rapidly losing blood too, he still had the strength to stand and scorn Kaminari.

"Look at you sit there, just weeping over Isabelle. You're so useless you can't do anything to help... Her."

His legs gave way.

"The only thing you've been able to say since this conversation started was sputter. You can't even get your vocal cords to do what you want. Is this how much self-control you have? H-Ha!" Acheron laughed, his voice fading. Kaminari looked down, helpless.

The Pikachu turned her head quickly, hoping for help, before clapping a hand over her mouth in horror. If seeing her friends dead wasn't bad enough, there was Kerori of all people... And there was her adoptive brother, blood pooling out from under him, staining the grass like red ink. Kerori's head was bloody, her skull dented. Both were deathly pale. The first ones to die.

"Brother... Kerori... Please, wake up..." Kaminari stumbled, first gingerly touching Kerori's cheek, then former's.

This was the final straw. A tear fell and then another. Before she knew it, Kaminari's body began to rack with sobs for all of this to end. Despite her own pleas, she couldn't. But one thing could.

There was a low growl, and a huge monster was walking towards her. It had to be taller than the trees, but somehow its scales was free of blood. Did it wash? Anyways, the evidence presented was enough for Kaminari. It looked like a light element, telling from the way it was glowing. Its gaping maw revealed its bloody teeth. The beast was going to kill her too. With a crackle, Kaminari summoned the sword she so despised.

Just then, Sombre's voice reached his student's mind.

"One will be mistaken that Breath Style Magic can only be conducted through the usage of a Diabolin Blade." He said, "Remember this, young Levina. It only serves as a medium of control for the magic. Those who mastered more than three forms, they too will master manipulation of its art without a sword. The pen is mightier than the sword, is that not true?"

Kaminari closed her fist, disintegrating the sword. If the word were true, Kaminari could enhance her magic beyond anything else anybody has ever witnessed. She remembered a quote echoing in her mind, a memory so long ago. A children's story, whereby a saying goes, "Remember, with the end, always follows with a new beginning." To do justice to those she lost.

As the beast ran towards her, Kaminari inhaled sharply, focusing on the ability passed down to her. She let out a shout, a poorly disguised scream of grief and rage. "Lightning Breathing: Final Form - Avenging Thunder!"

It was like standing next to the sun, but surely, the sun couldn't glow as bright as this. Nor as hot. It was quite the spectacle. Thunder from one lightning bolt was loud, but a bomb like this? It deafened the ears of many, though the beasts unfortunate enough to get caught in the blast were all slain. The yellow glow seemed to illuminate every shadow, every bit of darkness, brightening the darkening sky, outshining all the stars for miles. Kaminari thought wildly of fireworks.

As for the beast, it let out an unholy screech before tumbling to the ground, making the earth quake. Mana loss was enough, but the shockwave was more than enough to send the flattened, smoking wasteland she created rushing up to meet the Pikachu, unaware of all the points she racked up, the destruction she caused, or the chaos going on inside the faculty room at the moment. At first, the burnt fuse left the adults silenced in the unusual occurrence. It wasn't long before all Hell broke loose with panic as screams filled the room at the sight of what seemed akin to an atomic bomb.

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Out of all the noise, Dali's disbelieving shout came loudest of all, "What in the Devil's name was that?!"

Everyone else seemed to share the same sentiment. But despite all the commotion, Kalego just sat in stunned silence, so shocked he couldn't even find an appropriate insult to throw at Dali.

Above the explosion sight, a black and purple phoenix emerged from the smoke unharmed. It maneuvered around the think and dense particles interfering with its sight as it flew in circles around the cloud of dust. At the final turn, the phoenix entered the cloud's center and a grand sphere of wind blew the particles away from the sight, revealing a hooded figure in black with matching wings akin to an fallen angel. None could ever recognize who was behind the mask, but they certainly were a contestant of the festival. Sombre's eyes narrowed at the sight. He recognized those wings at once, but kept his silence. What might she do to the fallen Pikachu, when nobody was looking? The figure silently cast a healing spell on Kaminari, somehow knowing she did not want to forfeit with how far she had gotten through the events. It was then, they noticed Yanna looking up at them before taking their leave with a nod, vanishing with a swift move of their cape and wings.

Everyone's brows furrowed at this. Robin turned to Sombre.

"Who was that? And what was that bomb?!" He asked the tall feline.

Sombre couldn't even fathom what power did his mysterious student hold, he had never seen such magical prowess that was never part of his lessons from teleportation to intermediate healing spells.

"If that truly is you, Lady Ryūko... what have you been doing out of my sights?" He questioned as he stared into the view before Kaminari finally woke up slowly, much to Yanna's awareness.

"Sombre? Did you teach Kaminari that?" Asked Dali, in response to Sombre's silence.

"Nay... that power to combust was far beyond my knowledge, Sir Dantalion." Replied the knight as he held an envelop of vils (Netherworld currency), "As for that, please allow me to compensate by any means as much as I hand in this amount."

How much did he even put in that, a few million?

"For what?!" Everyone questioned while staring at him.

"If we intend to continue using this forest for next year's batch, even if it was eroded by Lady Stolas' power, would it not be a responsibility of a students' tutor for any damages cause?" Asked Sombre, as if they didn't check the obvious, "I do apologize for the destruction caused by one of my own students, this was not known to my understanding what damages Lady Levina would be capable of bringing to the battlefield - not even the war between Lady Crocell and Lord Agares could stand its combustion."

Kalego raised an eyebrow at such remark followed by, "Not even? I think that could've brought down anything caught in its path! How that masked stranger survived to heal her is beyond me."

Within the duration of that disaster, Clara also fell into a trap of similar sorts. She thought the ground shook and made her fall on her knees, looking up she saw Iruma. She got out of the lizard suit to latch on to him and express what she felt seeing the enormous beanstalk from earlier. Clara was sincerely excited to see him again because of holding her faith in his abilities and even waiting for his arrival. Little did she know that this wasn't a real conversation when it danced with the chaos hidden beneath the surface. The Iruma in front of her stated he would play with her and will receive a drink in return, contradicting the true words of the boy himself saying that he wouldn't need such for a playdate. More faulty dialogues were uttered from false exhaustion after activities to Clara's friends all thinking about ceasing the fun altogether. The total disadvantage of Dimensional Pockets, her bloodline ability, was brought into the light of reality that it would end up too convenient for others who would likely advance from it.

The night seemed hopeless falling into a trap until the false entity was shot by a powerful force amplified by an arrow. It revealed the monstrosity playing its role and dawn was rising at the edge of the forest. On a height altitude stood the archer and the huntress mounted on a Blizzard Wolf and accompanied with a large bat, Iruma, Acheron, and Isabelle came up to the rescue! How exactly did we get from a panic, to appearing out from smoke, and then now? Let's rewind a bit.

Upon Ryūko's catastrophic quake of fear, Lied understood what he had to do. He put his headphones on to activate his enhanced hearing in order to locate their perpetrator. Once he caught on to the conversation, he used Controller to steal the sight of a nearby parakeet that spotted Ocho and Coco stalking Kaminari to get her out of the competition. Lied announced his finding and the status of danger this leads to. Furious, Ryūko shoved away her grace and cursed under her lowered breath.

"That bastard think he can get away with this..." She growled as Reficul appeared, "My dear pheonix, I grant the order to perceive this and locate that treacherous being at once! I shall follow in suit as your flight will lead."

"Yes, Mein Fräulein!" Said Reficul, "To Levina we shall go!"

"My friends, I must depart to Kaminari's aid!" Said the Arachne as she rushed away, "The quest to Valac's rescue now lies in thy hands, my dear brother, housemate, and fellow contender! Fight it with all the true worth of an archer and huntress there is to thy hearts! Till then I bid farewell!"

"Thanks, Sis! We will!" Replied Iruma loudly.

"We'll report to you once we're done." Saluted Isabelle.

They were about to depart as well, but forgot about his leg injury as Kamui announced Keroli's return. The queen of her kingdom allowed Iruma and Lied to borrow her bodyguards, the Blizzard Wolf and Snow-King Fox, so they would be able to get there in time. At her word, they hurried to the distance with (Acheron in the form of a dragon-sized bat) while Camui asked if that was alright with her, all to be meet with the fact those boys now owed her as previously mentioned chapters ago: "Next time they ask favors to her, she would make them dance on a real stage. That was not a request, but a promise."

On Ryūko's turn of events, Reficul took to the trees as his lady followed from the ground above some height. He took the directions from his clairvoyance get through the branches in consideration for Ryūko's Arachne form, which runs far quicker than her default form does. But things would be at too dangerous of an en route, the phoenix noticed the great strength of Kaminari's lightning power ready to disperse at any given moment as it turns to total combustion.

"Halt! Mein Fräulein, I am afraid this is where you cannot survive." Warned Reficul, "You would cease of existence in the following explosion of electrical mana."

Ryūko held her Taoist Taijitu Bagua of black jade and sensed an overwhelming amount of mana getting ready to erupt by the high temperature it held in her gloved hand. She scoffed as she transformed back into her normal self, "Then what must we do? She is likely to remain there still and alive after that event. And Siegfried must be warned of this."

"Then... this means we must do something that I believe has never been performed before." Said Reficul, "You must manifest in my being, so you may live on with yourself using my sight."

This was the riskiest thing they had to do, but there wasn't another choice even if Ryūko hasn't seen the ritual or spell at its work. She, not hesitating once, nodded at her familiar and they used her Bagua to begin the manifestation. Mana was poured into amulet as Ryūko slowly disappeared from physical visibility, now inside of Reficul as a separate spirit alongsode his own. He brought the amulet around his neck before flying off to the distance where the bomb of electricity would soon burst.

Nearby a shrub, Yanna was present when she notice Kaminari being attacked by the beast holding a performance of Trauma.

"Lady Siegfried! You must leave this perimeter!" Said Reficul, making himself visible to the young Gorgon, "Her mana will soon bring disaster within 3.2 million kilometers from there! Move out now!"

Yanna nodded without a word, summoned her Nine-Tailed Fox familiar and mounted it to retreat far off. Reficul flew along and stated he would later on return as he would not be affected by the blast, being an odd spirit-like entity unknown to most of demonkind. As soon as he reached the radius of complete destruction, Kaminari's Avenging Thunder was conducted and exploded on usage against her opponent. The smoke cloud rose up and Reficul still survived with Ryūko in his form. From there, they flow into the cloud and Ryūko returned to the Netherworld as herself casting a spell to bring the settlement of particles away from the bomb site before silently healing the unconscious Pikachu. Yanna returned back with her familiar before looking up to the figure in black, who vanished swiftly after.

Meanwhile, Lead was directing Iruma, Isabelle, Acheron, and the Blizzard Wolf while he rode on the Snow-King Fox with Naphula. Their navigation was soon interrupted by a lost connection and high mana usage, but it was no match for Lead's ability to concentrate highly on one single target, that being Clara. He got the directions back and resumed his task before they reached the top of a cliff. Lead spotted Clara from afar getting attacked by a beast, but alas they were still too far away to stop it in person. They wouldn't be able to save Clara in time before things escalate and the boys were left uncertain what else could they do. On top of that, Iruma was down to his last feather from the Guardian of Cutthroat Valley that brings his bow to life. He was provoked by his own thoughts, assuming he wouldn't be able to hit his target. But that was not what Bachiko taught him, because a true archer would be able to make up their mind when shooting a target. With that said, along with Isabelle's and Acheron's assuring nods, Iruma stopped all the trivial quackery happening in his head and readied his bow for aerial archery. At the same time, Isabelle and Acheron readied their magical firearms. As dawn broke into the sky, a perfect shot was performed and so did his true worth of an archer unveil itself, saving their dear friend.

In tears, Clara rushed over to the real Iruma while telling him about what she heard. Quickly after, Ryūko returned with her guard high. "Both of you, enough! We have entered enemy territory now!" She yelled with her sword in hand.

"You again, Ryūko, Isabelle, and Iruma?!" Yelled Coco in distraught, "One after another, you all just keep getting in my way. Unacceptable!"

His mana began to amp up in green flames, "I'm the one who deserves to be the Young King, you fools! And you Misfits block my ascension so you'll be dealt with!"

"Coco! You need to stop this instant!" Acheron yelled at his former classmate. "What you are doing right now, that's not what you would do in a competition! You would never sabotage anyone, let alone my fellow Misfits!"

"Leviathan! From where does thou summon a dreadful influence over us young competitors?!" Questioned Ryūko aloud, "Orobas, this must end in diplomacy than in bloodshed. For it is the Sin of Envy that hast consumed thy once noble intentions, now reigns over your senses and summons a cavalry of destructive force in every one of my army's minds! I ask you cease this, or perhaps I shall be one to seize you under my reign as the Prinzessin der Babyls!"

"Hmph! Big talk for you! It doesn't even matter if you have broken Trauma once or twice! This all ends NOW! When I'm finished with you, you'll never be able to fight again! And not just in the Harvest Festival. I mean EVER!" Retorted Coco.

'I'm sorry, my love. But if I have to use your power, I might as well need its strength here and now.' Apologized Ryūko in her spirits, adjusting her gloves while putting herself in front of Iruma and Clara along with Isabelle and Acheron.

"I'll send you all to the lowest steps of Trauma!" Just before Coco could attack again, Asmodeus was right behind him and sent a fist of fire right at him. Lavande came in suit with shield at front where Coco fell against before hitting the floor.

"How unruly. Must thou neglect the opportune light of morrow to make peace?" She sighed in disappointment as she made her way to Asmodeus's side, "Her Majesty wishes to defend her people and so should they be under her wing at this act on the stage. The usage of illusions in this battlefield lack of all we know being great. Certainly one of yourselves seems to lack the elegance of disillusion and fair play, much likely needed in every fencing tournament."

"Well said, Lady Félin." Commended Asmodeus before they completed their act in unison, "You will not/For thou shan't lay a finger on our friends!"

A splendid return do Asmodeus and Lavande make! But a direct attack means the former must leave the battlefield! What makes up in this festival? Would the crown be for the Misfit Class or would this end with Coco's actions overlooked? Find out in the next chapter as the end of the Harvest Festival soon reaches its end!

~Interval~

Back when Naphula was describing their episode of encountering Coco, Iruma and Lied were still trying to decipher their gestures. First was walking as guessed by the former while the latter assumed Naphula tripped over a rock and fell. The boys then synchronized at Naphula looking as if they hit their knee and it got hurt badly. Still a wrong guess. Then it's back to Camui, who translated the gestures into "While I was doing sit-ups, I ran into praying demons who took good care of me before, so I got really happy and hugged them. Then they playfully gnawed on my knee, so I performed the gyogatty dance for them." Well, at least when Camui isn't being a massive pervert, he does seem to be of good help in situations like this.