The Truth I Wanted to Say

(Bai Ziye)

I have a temper too. Being interrupted and harassed time and time again, I was just worried about not finding a way to vent.

This time, the enemy is a speed-type witch.

Wearing a cool suit resembling that of a tokusatsu hero, with a half-helmet with transparent goggles and a stylish "V-shaped antenna" on his forehead (or perhaps a forehead horn like Fomalhaut's ), and two blade-like wings on his back, he can maneuver at high speed in the air like a jet. He wields a lightsaber in one hand and a rifle in the other, switching his offensive methods according to the distance.

What she relied on was pure speed.

However, this kind of magic is less like my own kind and more like inferior to mine.

She fights by reacting, unlike me who can think things through deeply. So her ill-considered attacks aren't that hard for me to dodge. When her shooting failed, she actually dropped her rifle and chose to engage in hand-to-hand combat...

See, this is the reaction of a brainless player.

In a single glance, I kicked this villainous hero off the ground, shattering his back with a single stomp, and his stylish lightsaber rolled to the side.

Too weak.

I could hold my own against Legendary Witch, so surely ordinary witches, who are only slightly stronger than average Monster, pose no threat to me now?

While this might seem like underestimating her opponent, this witch is indeed not that powerful. With her flying, jet-like magic, she would be easily defeated by Falcon, whose magic manipulates the trajectory of objects...

It might not fly as fast as her, but it could still cause her plane to crash.

"Ugh! Cough cough!"

The witch's groan made Ceruno turn around.

"Huh? You took him down? That was fast!"

"Isn't dealing with Witch Domain our group's job? Now let's gather the darkness together."

Galaxy.

Despite being a special team, they appeared as an idol group, and in the end, it was just me and Ceruno.

Manipulating the U-shaped bubble, it spun around the large pillar like an insect net, drawing in more and more darkness. The apartment residents were confined in cages beneath the pillar, far fewer in number than in the stadium, so the darkness was nothing compared to that previous time.

It is speculated that darkness, when gathered to a certain degree, will form Black Crystal, and if it continues to gather, it will form black energy bodies with low-level intelligence. Further condensation on this basis will form the black-clad girl figure encountered in the stadium.

But this time the darkness is clearly not that severe.

In broad daylight, with only a little over a hundred people in the entire building, it didn't take long for them all to be scooped into cages, and none of them lost consciousness.

That's all.

Ceruno pushed the bubble filled with darkness in front of me.

"Are you planning to purify it?"

"Are there any other options besides this?"

Since my Crystal has this ability, it is my responsibility to do so.

As the darkness deepened, the Crystal's light shone through his chest, making the outline of the cross star clearly visible.

This faint light had a tremendous gravitational pull on the darkness, which had no chance to struggle before being completely absorbed and disappearing from my body.

Then, the bizarre illusions of the Witch Domain shattered like a mirror.

Ceruno and I returned to our living room.

And the witch...

Based on her characteristics, let's call her the Jet Witch for now.

She remained lying at my feet, not unconscious, but enduring immense pain.

The Jet Witch's jet attack is "Jet," not "Wallace"!

"The ends of your hair seem to have turned a little grayer."

Ceruno said that, and I picked up a strand of my long hair to show how long the white hair was.

"Yes, indeed."

The white part is indeed a bit longer, but not by much.

The absorption of darkness and changes in hair are clearly linked, which makes one wonder: if my hair turned completely white one day, would I no longer be able to absorb darkness?

I don't consider myself a savior. The Association is still exploring ways to purify the darkness, and there will be a solution to everything.

So it's not too late to consider this later.

The Jet Witch was carried away by the Association's personnel. Three magical girls arrived, intending to escort her to the witch's specially made arrow rain imprisonment...

Yes, they were carried away.

My kick was a little too hard, which caused her injury to be quite serious. She could only lie on the stretcher and wriggle around.

But witches also possess the characteristics of magical girls; as long as they are not completely dead, any wound can be healed.

I refused their request to go to the Association to make a record, kicked everyone out of the room, and turned to look at Ceruno.

"However, Miluno is getting stronger and stronger."

She changed into her own clothes, lay on the sofa, and looked up at me with her eyes sparkling with admiration and longing.

"Even with injuries, I can still kill a witch in an instant, let alone her mobility which I can't even keep up with... although I can't keep up with your speed either!"

In Ceruno's view, my battle with the Jet Witch ended almost instantly.

"The Other Side should calm down at least a day from now."

I sat down next to her as naturally as possible.

"The troublesome people are all gone, Ceruno, it's time to talk about our business."

"Huh?!"

Her eyes widened, as if she had realized something, and she displayed a restrained, uneasy, and panicked expression, like a deer's pounding.

"This... this is so sudden? Should we reconsider?"

There's no need for that anymore.

She turned her face away, avoiding my gaze, and uttered words of refusal.

"But... but I still..."

Her reaction made me want to tease her again, but I wasn't in the mood right now.

I held her shoulders, making it impossible for her to escape my gaze.

"Ceruno, calm down and listen to me..."

"Um."

Hearing me say that, she quieted down, propped herself up on the sofa, and sat up. Her soft, long pink hair was messily draped behind her, and this carefree attitude was part of her charm. She stared at me with wide eyes, waiting intently for what I would say next.

But I...

He had prepared his lines in advance, but couldn't utter a single word.

The decision that had been made long ago began to waver at this moment.

This silence made Ceruno's already tense mood even more uneasy, and her brows were about to droop...

I don't want to see that expression.

"Ceruno."

I deactivated my transformation.

"Look who I am."

She squinted at the light that dissipated, and when she opened her eyes again, her face was full of surprise.

It's understandable that they would be surprised.

She clearly hadn't considered that the idols she admired were actually her beloved family, friends, and siblings who were by her side every day.

"Miluno ..."

Hmm? Wait a minute.

Why does she still call me Miluno?

I realized the reason for that tragedy.

"Take a good look at yourself, and see who I really am."

Although her hair had grown longer and her figure had become completely feminine, her increasingly soft facial features were also resembling those of Miluno.

But if it's Ceruno...

If it were A-Yao, even if I looked like this, neither male nor female, she should still recognize me, right?

The surprise on his face turned into shock and disbelief.

"Yezi?!"