Long-Winded... Ahem, Heartfelt!

"Whoosh~!"

The waves crashed against the cliff face, shattering into countless sprays. The sea breeze swept past, carrying the spray into the air and dampening the clothes of the figure standing atop the cliff. Bell stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out over the distant sea and savoring this rare moment of tranquility.

Today was already the seventh day of the competition. The contestants had all reached the latter half of the course, and Doron, the contestant whom no one had ever accompanied, had finally been brought out safely...

As for the spectators, most had followed in the contestants' tracks and gone to watch the later sections of the course. This included Ma Jingjing, the diehard Flying Car fan.

At last, Bell could breathe a sigh of relief. These past few days, she had nearly driven him insane.

Previously, after Ma Jingjing found Yomi and requested a match, Yomi saw through Bell's attempt to dump the responsibility on her at a glance. Thus, with absolutely none of the self-awareness a Shikigami ought to have about taking the blame for her master, Yomi decisively dumped it right back onto Bell's head. Then, while Ma Jingjing pestered Bell, she took Kagura off to have fun.

Bell had gritted his teeth in hatred over this, yet there was nothing he could do. All he could do was avoid Ma Jingjing.

Even so, she had still caught him several times...

"Haah... You're here."

Suddenly, Bell let out a long sigh and spoke to the person behind him without turning around.

"Mm, I'm here."

"You shouldn't have come."

"Huh!? Didn't you call me here?"

As she spoke, Kagura cast a puzzled glance toward Sister Yomi beside her.

So what nonsense was this guy up to again?

Yomi shot Bell a helpless glare. She