"Whips? Is Shade very fierce?"
Hearing Luvia's words, the still-dazed Emilia felt a small doubt arise in her heart. She imagined the gentle young man helping her dispel the "Glimmer Ghost Shadow" and taking her home to rest last sunday night, then returning to the bedroom with the blonde writer and the purple-eyed diviner, taking out a whip and having them join in.
"Ah!"
Her overwhelming embarrassment finally pierced the mist shrouding her memories. The false memories became phantoms, the real memories surfaced, and Emilia remembered!
The two people outside the door naturally would not leave just like that. After Luvia refused to come out again, Mr. and Mrs. Goodman stepped forward together with grim expressions and climbed the steps before the door. Luvia, however, did not retreat. Instead, she fiercely struck the ground with the black staff in her hand.
The Ritual Matrix they had just drawn across the corridor walls and floor flashed over the floors and walls of 6 Saint Derain Square. The complex chained ritual even caused the scene of Saint Derain Square to flicker, and Mr. and Mrs. Goodman indeed stopped, their expressions shifting uncertainly.
Luvia smiled. Only then did Emilia seem to wake from a dream, finally realizing that everything before her was false. The shift between illusion and reality brought her sudden clarity. The Elf Girl felt that she had learned more tonight than she had during three consecutive sleepless nights before finals.
Luvia did not stop. The Yggdrasil Staff continued to strike the ground, making the Ritual Traces that seemed to emerge from the void increasingly clear. The "Goodman Family," already on the first step, seemed to be making one final attempt. Enduring the glimmer emitted by the ritual, they tried once more to approach the door, but stopped again the moment