Sword Maiden, Witch, and Silver Lamp had all been at Bond level 4 before, and temporarily raising them to level 5 was enough to trigger shared void wings.
But Vishy only had a level 3 Bond, so even raising it temporarily by one level only brought it to level 4.
Come to think of it, it was strange. Everyone had a level 4 Bond, but only Sword Maiden had risen two levels in a row, while Witch and Silver Lamp could only rise by one.
"Why is our Bond level so low?" Vishy was dumbfounded.
Ash spread his hands. "Because I'm truly in love with them. You should reflect on yourself."
Though he said that, and though it was indeed true, Sword Maiden Witch and Silver Lamp both wore rather complicated expressions when they heard it. Somehow, they felt as if someone had insulted the phrase "truly in love."
"Then the problem definitely isn't me!" Vishy planted her hands on her hips, looking pitiful and wronged. "I already genuinely like you, so the reason can only be you!"
"What will you do after I remove the chains, then?"
"Put chains on you."
"You won't even bother lying to me?!"
"It's not like I could fool you anyway." Vishy looked up at the boiling, furious dark Hell and said anxiously, "Then what am I supposed to do!? Without your coloring, I might not be able to bear a Hell whose difficulty has increased so many times over! If I'm going to die, I'm definitely dragging you down with me!"
Ash was helpless too, because he knew Vishy was probably right—the problem really was with him.
Vishy wasn't the type who abandoned all humanity in pursuit of power. On the contrary, she was the type whose emotions ran rich, who indulged in