When Duanmu Huai and Kurokawa Akane returned, the first thing they saw was...
"Well, damn. It really feels like three autumns have passed since yesterday."
Duanmu Huai reached out and rubbed his chin, his face full of speechless disbelief.
"It's already over?"
That was right. The Saint Song Music Academy, which had still been an intact school that morning, had now become a pile of rubble right before their eyes. Not only that, traces of battle could be seen everywhere, along with an ugly, chaotic, multicolored High Tower that had emerged from beneath the ground and thrust itself toward the sky like a bathhouse chimney.
As for Amaha Kanade and Kazemina Tsubasa, they were lying on the ground, looking battered from head to toe...
"Why are you two always getting beaten up whenever I see you?"
Duanmu Huai walked over without the slightest concern and greeted them.
Those two really were unlucky. They had finally recovered last time, and judging from how they looked now, they would have to go back to the hospital again.
"Ugh..."
"Be careful..."
However, the two of them clearly had no time to deal with Duanmu Huai's antics. Amaha Kanade was biting her lip tightly, her face deathly pale.
"Hurry, stop her—! Stop Zi...!"
"Mm..."
Duanmu Huai turned his head and looked ahead of them. Beneath that dazzling High Tower stood a blonde woman wearing something strange that resembled golden armor. Beside her stood Yukine Chris, whose face was deathly pale as she held something that looked like a spear...
"I still don't understand what's going on. Can someone explain it to me?"
Even though the atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense, Duanmu Huai acted as casually as if he had walked into a party. Hearing his completely inappropriate question, Amaha Kanade and Kazemina