"I'm sorry to meet you this way."
Lynn gazed at the eyes above the Black Fortress and said sincerely:
"Because, in a sense, you're on my side. In the war where I was hunted over a month ago, I was glad that an Origin like you was willing to intervene for me. For that alone, you will always be a friend of our Dark Night City."
The shattered eyes above the Black Fortress said nothing.
Her gaze scrutinized Lynn.
It was as though she were trying to determine whether he was truly himself or some other terrifying thing in disguise.
"You should be able to guess why I've come."
Lynn looked up and said:
"Again, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I had no choice. A lot of people are watching me. If I didn't bring a few more teammates, I'd still feel nervous facing you."
His gaze fell on the Black Fortress below.
"Thank you for taking care of her all this time. If possible, I'd like to take my Miss Doll back to Dark Night City. She's suffered far too much because of me. This time, I don't think I'll ever leave her behind again."
The entire Black Fortress was silent.
From a window in the High Tower, Madam Doll stared blankly at the boy standing atop Colossus in the distance.
Her daughters had all rushed over and gathered around her, looking toward the boy.
They all knew Lynn's name.
At first, they had only heard it from their mother, learning that he was a human boy who had emerged from the very bottom of Wandering Soul Alley. Later, they gradually began to see his name in accounts of major events in Hell and on wanted notices, watching his reputation grow little by little as he steadily made