Small Steps Lead to Great Distances; Small Streams Become Great Rivers

They had finally "escaped disaster"—

Soga Toyura cleverly changed the subject, successfully preventing a Shioro Field incident from occurring.

After all, Youzi's safety was the most important thing.

Before this first-priority matter, everything else could be put off for the time being.

However... judging from the sharp looks Kujo Iruka and Kujo Ryuko directed at Soga Toyura, it was obvious—

They had no intention of letting this matter go so easily.

That was a ring, a ring!!!

Soga Toyura awkwardly tucked her right hand behind her back. Seeing the looks Kujo Iruka and Kujo Ryuko gave her, as if saying, "This matter definitely won't end so easily," she even instinctively leaned back a little.

But very soon—

Soga Toyura realized again: What did she have to be timid about?

If anything... she was the most important elder sister in Youzi's heart. She had clearly been first.

Those people... were nothing more than a bunch of bastards trying to steal Youzi from her.

With that thought, Soga Toyura stepped forward and puffed out her chest confidently.

"These people aren't very reliable after all."

"In the end, it still had to be me... who thought of Youzi."

Unfortunately—

Because of the steel-plate trait passed down through the Soga clan, even though Soga Toyura seemed to be trying very hard to puff out her chest, the effect... was not very good.

It was even less effective than the results of Kujo Iruka or Kujo Ryuko casually jumping and jiggling around.

"Then..."

"Miss Toyura, do you know where Youzi is now?" Kujo Iruka quickly asked the question everyone cared about most at the moment.

She pressed one hand against her temple.

The intense sense of dislocation caused by the discrepancy and distortion between memory and reality made her feel that even the world before