(Babaluno)
Lance clashed against lance, the ringing never stopping.
It was Dad...
No, I should have said Miss Ice Dragon!
The White-Iron Lance streaking through the air always managed to knock down the black lances fired by the "Great Blood." That flawless, precise defense greatly eased the pressure on Miss Sirius and me.
Miss SpiCa had arrived too.
"Thanks for your hard work, Sirius... Phew. Let her go down and rest first."
She had also brought some magical girls who could help.
She understood what Sirius's current condition meant as well, and let out a sigh.
I wondered how she had "persuaded" Dad to help. Brainwashing probably couldn't work that quickly. Had they reached some kind of agreement?
With reinforcements here, Sirius's Crystallization stopped.
But her color didn't immediately return. She still looked as translucent as stained glass, and I had no idea whether she could turn back.
"A-Ji!!"
Before the magical girls carried her away, Sirius looked at Dad.
"You know what you're supposed to do, right? I don't care what bullshit plan you've got in your head. Just keep Ceruno safe!"
Miss Ice Dragon didn't respond. All her attention was focused on countering the "Great Blood's" attacks...
No, that was just something I told myself.
Even normally, Dad hardly ever spared me a glance.
She had always been like that. Even when we faced each other on the battlefield, she rarely paid much attention to me...
Did she still hate me because Mom hadn't woken up?
We should have sat down and talked long ago, but we'd never had the chance. If we managed to bring her back this time, I would have that talk with her, even in prison... the talk a father and son ought to have.
With the reinforcements SpiCa had brought, we finally had