Arrived in Type-Moon, Now Out of Contact

"Let me give you another example. Since the end of World War II, there have only been twenty-four days of complete peace without any local conflicts anywhere in the world." Li Zihan gave another example.

"With your abilities, would it be difficult to enter those local battlefields and absorb the 'time' from people who had just died and had not yet had the chance to use it up?"

After giving it some thought, Miss Chuunibyou Three's eyes began to light up. Stealing the time that fallen soldiers had yet to use was indeed a little immoral, but it was obviously better than setting traps to kill living people.

"That would be very easy for me."

"There's still some risk involved. After all, the prisons and armies are backed by the world's largest violent organizations, and your world has groups specifically targeting Spirits. If your identity is exposed because of this, you'll definitely be hunted down."

The young man suddenly thought of something amusing, and the corners of his lips rose. "We have an even better way."

"An even better way?" Miss Chuunibyou Three swallowed. She felt that she had truly encountered the benefactor fate had sent her.

"An absolutely safe, absolutely discreet plan that doesn't violate human morality. Do you want to hear it?"

The young man chuckled, like sunlight on a spring day. If anyone who knew him had been here, they would definitely have known that he was up to no good.

Miss Chuunibyou Three nodded heavily, her expression earnest. "Please. This is truly important to me."

"Kiss me, and I'll tell you." The young man smiled teasingly, though he would reveal the plan no matter how Kurumi reacted next.

The girl who, at every point in time, regarded reversing the Spirits' tragic fate as her life pondered