Physical Comfort for Kal'tsit / Muelsyse Resolves to Drag Someone Down with Her

Number 233 couldn't help but frown, not understanding why Mizuki wanted them to name themselves. Even with their eyes closed, Sea Siren could tell which sister was next to them, so Mizuki herself certainly wouldn't have a problem either. Besides, with clear numbers, they wouldn't call out the wrong Sea Siren if they just called out the number.

"999, have you thought this through?"

"Ah, I've already thought it through." Sea Siren #999 slurped up a mouthful of noodles. "You see, I'm number 999, so from now on, my surname will be Sanjiu."

"That's so convenient. Luckily you're not number 888. By the way, why is Sanjiu a surname and not a given name?" Irene asked curiously. Logically speaking, Sanjiu sounds more like a given name.

"Oh, its name is Cold Remedy."

"Puff!"

Chapter 147 Physical Comfort for Kal'tsit

It was another dream, but Mizuki was already mentally prepared. He looked at the crimson sea before him. This wasn't the first time he had dreamed of it, but it was quite different from his previous dream in many ways.

Dark clouds obscured the sun and moon, only the sea before him churned, its red light like blood. Mizuki felt uncomfortable, but the surging waves and sprays did not touch him. Were these memories? No, it was more like Mizuki was just a projection.

"I'm sorry, it's almost gone mad, and this is indeed not a suitable place to meet, but if I don't stop it here, the Doctor will be in danger."

A boy who looked exactly like Mizuki walked out with an umbrella. Even facing the raging sea, he still wore a smile, calm and happy, relieved and without regret, without the slightest fear.

Hello~ My name is Mizuki ~

"Hello, my name is..." Mizuki hesitated for a moment, seemingly sensing his hesitation, and the boy who introduced himself as Mizuki waved his hand first, "If you find it troublesome, you can just call me Izumik. Anyway, we will all become a part of Him, except for you."

"Aren't Mizuki and Izumik the same person?"

"Not entirely." Izumik shook his head. "Izumik is Mizuki, but Mizuki is not necessarily Izumik. It's a... well, a kind of inclusion relationship. Mizuki is a large circle, Izumik is a small circle. The large encompasses the small."

The sea continued to surge, Mizuki and Izumik remained oblivious. Mizuki had always been curious about what kind of existence the Sea of Life, named Izumik, was, and now he finally had someone to talk to who could tell him the answer.

"What exactly is Izumik?"

"It's the Sea of Life," the boy replied to Mizuki's question with a smile. "It is the origin of all life, containing the possible singularity of evolution, and also accepting death. It does not exist in any real dimension or the Warp, nor can it be observed in a conventional way, but you can definitely see it, like looking in a mirror."

"In fact, it is precisely because the Sea of Izumik itself does not exist in any real dimension, yet is omnipresent, that we are able to meet like this. It's good that things haven't reached their worst point on your end."

You mean this?

Mizuki pointed to the sea in front of him. He could sense the abnormality of this sea. The red things were not seawater itself, but some kind of microorganisms. But obviously, unless the entire sea was evaporated, there was no way to eliminate them.

However, this was not difficult for Mizuki; he had a special method.

"Of course, this isn't a problem for you. I wish I were as capable as you... Doctor, you'd be very sad, but I'm just keeping my promise."

Izumik couldn't help but sigh. Mizuki couldn't help him; he was just a projection here, and no one except the boy could see him.

"I will not become a part of the Sea of Izumik, is that alright?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to see the Doctor a few more times, just a few more times, so that I can embrace the Sea of Life before my humanity completely fades away."

"Okay." Mizuki didn't know why the person in front of him who called himself Izumik would say that, but he could understand the desire to see the Doctor.

For Mizuki, the Doctor and Exusiai are the anchors that hold his humanity in place. As long as they are there, he can always maintain his rationality and think about problems from a human perspective. Otherwise, he can't say what he might become.

"Thank you."

Izumik breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at himself and suddenly remembered that he had already given the black teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll made of teru teru bozu) to his Doctor as a talisman, so he couldn't give it back as a gift.

After thinking for a moment, I could only hand over the umbrella I was holding.

"This is for you. Please take good care of the people you value."

The same umbrella, Mizuki gripped it tightly, watching his reflection in this world walk into the sea. He turned and waved to Mizuki, then looked towards the distant inland, where perhaps the person he cherished most in his life was also watching him.

A splash of Deep Blue spread out, calming the sea's fury. Izumik became the leader of this the Brood followed his will and moved away from the land. Mizuki watched him go, feeling his resolute determination.

How long can he hold out? Ten years, a century? Will the civilization of Terra use this time to prepare?

Mizuki was unaware that he was lost in thought, gazing at the Deep Blue sea before him and the starry sky revealed after the clouds dispersed overhead. Perhaps he had truly come to understand what Izumik meant, and what the Sea of Life was.

"So that's what it means..."

Waking up is simply opening your eyes; the only thing separating dreams and reality is the eyelid. However, upon seeing the snow-white skin and that familiar black fabric in front of her, Mizuki blinked blankly, clearly not understanding what was happening.

What, am I still asleep? Why is Kal'tsit holding me while I sleep...? Wait a minute, at least help me get dressed after we're done with that!

Although he planned to build a relationship with Kal'tsit gradually, to be honest, this was happening much faster than Mizuki had expected. While Kal'tsit often smiled in front of him, this was a bit too forward; it wasn't like her at all.

However, this should be the first time Mizuki has seen Kal'tsit asleep. She is very quiet, even a little cute. Well, if people knew that he actually thought Kal'tsit was cute, he would definitely be sent to Rhodes Island's psychiatric treatment department immediately. Shining and Amiya are the best psychiatric treatment experts on Rhodes Island.

Aside from Mizuki, probably no one on Rhodes Island would find Kal'tsit cute.

"Why do you always have to keep a cold face and keep your distance from everyone when you could just smile more? It must be exhausting."

Mizuki gently poked Kal'tsit's cheek, finding it more fun than poking Exusiai. After all, poking Exusiai or Specter could easily be mistaken for flirting or playing hard to get, leading those girls to press their advantage much more readily than Mizuki.

Kal'tsit was quite quiet after falling asleep, but she rarely slept so soundly. Mizuki gently poked her face and felt that Kal'tsit's skin seemed to be much better than before. Could it be that her Jellyfish-chan really had beauty and skin-nourishing effects? This setting was so strange, but it also made sense inexplicably, since Mizuki's life force basically covered every part of her body.

"Because the longer you live, the more you lose, and the suffering and happiness you witness are never equal, which makes me increasingly doubt myself."

Gently holding Mizuki's head in her arms and burying it against her chest, Kal'tsit murmured with her eyes closed, as if talking in her sleep. Perhaps only in this half-awake state could she reveal her true feelings.

"I once had a country, and I wanted to give everyone a place to live, but it was ultimately destroyed."

"I have had many students, each of whom harbored ideals and wanted to change the world, or at least their own country, but one by one they were swallowed up by conspiracies or forgot their former selves."

"I once had trustworthy companions, but she... they are all gone."

The longer you live, the more you lose. Immortality is not as wonderful as ordinary people imagine. Kal'tsit is not truly immortal, nor does she possess particularly great power. Ultimately, what good is violent rule for a civilization already on the verge of collapse, other than pushing it further towards destruction?

Was this a dream? Kal'tsit couldn't tell. All she knew was that the person in her arms was someone she could rely on. She was indeed furious that the Doctor had drugged her, but holding Mizuki like this, she felt that all her responsibilities and pressures could be forgotten.

She must be strong in reality, so at least let her vent her years of resentment in her dreams.

"I've also considered whether using the Demon King's power to unify the will of all living beings would be the best option, but that would undoubtedly obliterate the thoughts and will of others."

"We always say that the world will be a better place after Oripathy is cured, but will the world without Oripathy necessarily be peaceful and wonderful?"

"Once she awakens, or the door at the end of the ice plains opens, how will we protect this civilization that has yet to even look up at the stars?"

Kal'tsit talked a lot, from the destroyed Babel to Rhodes Island, from her deceased student Lilia to Lilia's daughter whom she raised. Mizuki just listened without disturbing Kal'tsit, letting her treat it all as a dream. If she couldn't even find peace in her dreams, that would be too sad.

Mizuki gently patted Kal'tsit's back to soothe her. Kal'tsit's back was very smooth and felt wonderful. Mizuki stroked it and then pinched her ear.

"I'm here, and the Doctor is here too. Don't worry about anything; you can relax."

If the Doctor were here, it would probably be all sorts of pranks, like drawing turtles on faces or writing tally marks on thighs. Speaking of which, I wonder if Kal'tsit has erased the writing on her thigh. Those were written by Mizuki when she and Mizuki were together last time. Of course, that was at the Doctor's request, as revenge for being hung up and drugged by Kal'tsit and almost collapsing from exhaustion.

Incidentally, Mizuki used special ink, so it seemed like it might be impossible to erase. He curiously reached out and pulled back the black fabric covering Kal'tsit's chest to take a peek. Hmm, the top part was still there, and the bottom part probably hadn't been erased either. This ink was mixed by Mizuki herself.

"You want it?"

Kal'tsit opened her eyes and happened to see Mizuki's actions. She spoke without blushing or skipping a beat, but what she really wanted was herself. The previous act of ingestion not only failed to alleviate her emptiness, but also made her even more unable to control herself.

"No, I just wanted to check if what I wrote before was still there."

"I tried wiping it off, but it didn't work... Remember to try this trick on the Doctor as well."

Kal'tsit had no intention of lifting the covers. She remained silent, recalling the words she had uttered in her half-awake state. She was indeed under immense pressure, yet she couldn't find anyone to confide in, so she could only express herself in this way, only to be overheard by Mizuki.

As for the writing on her body, Mizuki's handwriting was beautiful, and Kal'tsit didn't object to him doing a little provocation, but it was frustrating that it couldn't be erased. Kal'tsit had been wearing skirts with longer hems lately.

"Okay, then I'll wipe it off for you?"

"Let's wait until later... I have other things to do right now."

As she spoke, Kal'tsit's hand gradually moved down from Mizuki's waist. Mizuki immediately understood her meaning and then wrapped her arms around Kal'tsit's waist.

Take this as a consolation; the emotional relationship is being built little by little, the bond of trust is gradually solidifying, but the physical relationship develops faster than anything else.

However, outside the ward, Warfarin, feeling intensely hot, hurried over, suppressing an inexplicable urge. She sensed something was wrong; ever since drinking the blood of the Doctor and Mizuki, that primal urge had been tormenting and invading her mind. She felt she needed to see Kal'tsit for a check-up or ask for help.

Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing if others saw her like this; Warfarin's nickname was the dignified Mr. Blood.

The ward door wasn't locked properly. Just as Warfarin was about to push it open, she heard Kal'tsit's voice coming from inside... no, was that a sound Kal'tsit could make?

Warfarin instinctively didn't believe it, but her survival instinct made her choose not to disturb them. She quietly pushed open a crack in the door, and her eyes widened at what she saw in the room. She must be dreaming, she must be dreaming, that was Kal'tsit! How could she possibly...

"Ha..."

The stimulation caused Warfarin to exhale a hot breath. This was a scene she had never imagined, but it broke her last shred of reason.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Great Yan Exusiai, looking at the various accessories in front of him, was still not satisfied with any of them.

"Boss, how long does it take to make a custom-made ring?"

"If you're in a hurry, we can process it tonight. It will be a little more expensive, but I guarantee it will be ready by tomorrow morning."

"Then let's order it to order!" Exusiai took out her bank card, and Texas, and the others realized her idea and also took out their own bank cards.

"We want some too!" Texas thought for a moment, "Let's make a pair."

Croissant watched her three best friends give money to someone, then patted her own pockets. She thought it would be better to make a ring for Mizuki, but she didn't have any money. What could she give Mizuki then? A game console? She wondered if Mizuki would like it.

Each of them had their own plans. Exusiai stroked the ring on her hand, feeling a slight heaviness on her head. She couldn't help but sigh, wondering which one or which ones this time. Mizuki was already quite skilled at seducing people, and the Doctor was even trying to increase the number for him... Oh well, she was the main wife anyway, and that was enough.

But then again, I should probably drag my older sister into this too, otherwise I'm a little worried that Mizuki will be stolen away.

Exusiai had no idea that Lemuen was already swimming on her back in the water before she even thought of dragging her older sister into it.

Chapter 148 Muelsyse's Determination to Drag Others Down

When Iberia heard that Iberia had agreed to peace talks, Mizuki was very happy, as it meant he was free to go to Iberia.

Although the Iberia Inquisition said that several judges would accompany him and introduce him to the local customs and culture, Mizuki knew very well that this was actually just surveillance.

This message came from the group of Sea Siren who had nothing better to do than climb ashore. Iberia knew very well that these Sea Siren were in cahoots with Mizuki, so instead of looking for Kal'tsit, it would be better to go directly to the Sea Siren. With the Sea Siren acting as intermediaries, the information would be transmitted much faster.

"Izumik said it's no problem, he should be able to come in about a month."

"A month?"

"Yes, after all, he has to come all the way from Ursus. Laterano is alright, but Siracusa is too chaotic."

Of course, these words were only meant for the people in the court of Inquisition. The Sea Siren knew very well that nothing in this world could stop Mizuki. It would take less than ten days, let alone a month, to get from Rhodes Island to Iberia. However, Exusiai and Texas would have to wait a while before returning to Rhodes Island, and Mizuki would have to wait until then to set off, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

"Ursus? He's not in the sea?"

"No, he has always been active on land. Our understanding of humans and the land comes from him."

"... I thought the Izumik you were talking about would be a colossal creature over tens of meters tall."

Irene couldn't help but mutter to herself, "No matter what, at least this Izumik isn't that conspicuous, otherwise he wouldn't be able to move so freely on land."

"How could that be? Izumik is quite cute. Look, this is what I drew."

Sea Siren #233 took out a drawing she had made based on the image of Mizuki. Irene took it, glanced at it, and her eyelids twitched.

Are you sure Izumik looks like that?

"Yes."

You call this cute?

"Isn't that right?"

Looking at the work in her hand, a piece that could shake heaven and earth and frighten ghosts, a work that would make Picasso change his name to Picasso overnight, and the indistinguishable human or ghostly image on it that could scare Iberia children to the point of silence, Irene felt she needed to prepare herself mentally for Mizuki's arrival.

Yes, aside from the fact that the person in the painting has two arms, two legs, and blue hair, the most normal thing about him is that he only has a head.

It can only be said that although the Sea Siren did not learn Mizuki's ability to turn food into a culinary disaster, they also did not learn his other skills. At least Mizuki is very good at drawing, and he even drew comics before.

"Are there any other companions besides Izumik?"

"Yes, yes, but we'll have to wait and see how many people there are. Anyway, a few of our fellow Abyssal Hunters will be coming."

Putting everything else aside, the Doctor and the Abyssal Hunters trio are all coming. But for some reason, when Irene heard that an Abyssal Hunters was coming, her heart skipped a beat, as if something terrible was about to happen to her.

Well, being assigned to receive and monitor Izumik was troublesome enough in itself. Irene couldn't help but regret that she had joined the Church of Life in the first place, knowing that he was going to return the gun anyway. Now she was on a sinking ship and couldn't get off, and the Inquisition was simply using her as a bridge between the two factions.

The crucial point is that this was personally instructed by the Grand Inquisitor, Saint Carmen, and Irene couldn't possibly refuse.

Mizuki was quite happy, after all, she could finally go to Iberia. According to the Emperor, it was almost the starting point of everything for Mizuki. Although the Doctor said that her hometown was the Higashi, Mizuki didn't really have much of a connection to that place.

"Is the matter in Iberia settled?"

Kal'tsit brought a cup of tea to Mizuki. As she sat down, she subconsciously rubbed her lower back. Mizuki had been tormenting her all morning and into the afternoon. When she got up in the afternoon, she had to drag her unsteady body to perform a check-up without anyone noticing anything amiss. It was even more exhausting than the time she had faked an assassination.

Kal'tsit is still in some pain, let alone Warfarin, who was pulled in by her halfway through to share the burden.

The main problem is that I'm in a hurry to get to the office, and I haven't even wiped the areas covered by my clothes clean.