"Then let Kanon stay with you for now." Kurumi paused, then added, "If she's willing."
Mo Xiao frowned instead. "Wouldn't it be dangerous for Kanon to stay by my side?"
Kurumi gave him a reassuring look. "In the small worlds of the Mo Hei Universe, your strength ranks among the best. Or... do you lack confidence in protecting Kanon-chan?"
"Of course I do!"
"Tsk, tsk." Kurumi clicked her tongue, seemingly disdainful. "Kanon-chan's potential is far greater than this puppet body of yours. By the end, who knows who'll be protecting whom."
Mo Xiao's expression instantly turned strange. He looked as comical as could be.
"Go talk to Kanon-chan. Let's hope that little girl doesn't get so excited tonight that she can't sleep again."
Mo Xiao left. Kurumi's once-lively eyes dimmed considerably, and the way she looked at Akatsuki Kojou was as lifeless as an object.
"This world... should come to an end."
A small-scale City of Eating Time silently activated, enveloping Akatsuki Kojou completely and wantonly devouring the time of the ageless, immortal Fourth True Ancestor.
The time within Zadkiel continued to swell, even reaching a level that Kurumi found unimaginable!
"Ahh~" Kurumi sighed softly. "What a pity. Once this time reaches a higher plane, who knows how much it'll be compressed."
"It is highly likely to become unusable," Little Red's voice cut in. "I suggest that you spend this time as extravagantly as possible in the A Certain Magical Index world."
Watching the accumulated time grow ever greater, Kurumi sighed again. This time, even Little Red was baffled. What was going on? Why did she keep sighing?
"If I'd known Akatsuki Kojou had so much time to draw from, then what was the point of all my running around these past two weeks?"
Little Red fell silent. Since