"So, you don't hate magic swords, then?"
"That's right. There's something I want to make."
After revealing our identities, we talked with each other.
We discussed our goals, what we wanted, the things we'd made so far, and a variety of other topics.
"What do you want to make?"
"The ultimate sword."
"That sounds nice. Ultimate, huh..."
"So my goal is a magic sword that won't break."
Because it shouldn't shatter after one use.
"A magic sword that won't break..."
"Well, I did succeed in increasing the number of times a magic sword can be used, but it still broke in the end."
"Isn't increasing the number of uses impressive enough!?"
"Like I said, my goal is a magic sword that won't break. If it only lasts longer but still breaks, then it's no different from an ordinary magic sword."
After hearing me out, Bellf thought for a moment, then said something unexpected.
"...Could I see the magic sword you made?"
"I thought you hated magic swords."
"Listening to you made me want to see it. The magic sword you made."
"..."
I smiled and began the chant.
"My body is made of swords."
"My blood is iron, my heart is glass."
"A chant?"
"Through countless swords, for the sake of a single blade,"
"Hey, you're not seriously..."
"I forged a sword that was endlessly broken, with not a single success and not a single failure."
Bellf, the moment I began chanting, stared at me with eyes full of both anticipation and unease.
"And yet the flames never died out,"
"..."
"So this body is made of infinite swords."
When the chant ended, a vast wasteland of swords spread out before us.
"Amazing."
Bellf, examining one of the nearby magic swords, said, "Everything here is fake."
"Fake!? These are magic swords of this caliber!?"
"Well, don't worry about it too much."
"How could I not worry!? Calling swords of this level fake is an insult to them!"
"..."
No, I mean, I copied the sword I made and projected it here, so calling it fake isn't exactly wrong, is it?
"So, what do you think?"
"...You made this disgustingly well."
Bellf looked oddly frustrated.
All I could say here was,
"Can you keep up?"
That was it.
"Ah... of course!"
"Ah... I'm drained..."
After nearly collapsing from the recoil of [Infinite Sword Emperor], I heard Bellf declare that he would aim for a magic sword that wouldn't break, and I almost passed out from it all.
"Bellf. Are you done?"
As I trudged down the road, Aiz appeared and asked me that.
"Uh... the me here... had plenty of resolve."
Maybe because his time in Orario had been short, he was still Level 1, but he looked like he'd level up quickly.
"Are you tired?"
"A little..."
"Want me to carry you?"
"No... not that much."
"I see... Oh, Loki said she'd lend us a room at Twilight Manor today."
"Is that so?"
...
No, wait a second.
"She's only lending us one room?"
"...She said there was only one spare room."
"I see... then I'll just stay at an inn—"
"Let's go together."
"..."
Aiz grabbed my arm as she said it.
Normally I'd resist, but my condition had hit rock bottom.
In other words,
"Let's go."
Resistance was impossible.
"..."
I was dragged to Twilight Manor.
When we arrived, I could feel the Loki Familia members' gazes on us.
"Even if it's another dimension... Aiz-san's..."
"I'm jealous... insanely jealous..."
"Hmm..."
Ignoring the jealous muttering of the members, Aiz led me to the empty room Loki had rented for the day.
"Why is there only one bed?"
"...Loki said so."
"Huh?"
"When we return to our original world, the memories from this place will disappear."
"So?"
"..."
Without saying a word, Aiz tossed my exhausted body onto the bed.
"...You were aiming for this from the start, weren't you?"
"..."
Without a word, Aiz began taking off her clothes.
Then she started undressing me too.
"No, wai—"
"Sorry. But I didn't want to hold back."
Night fell completely, and the moon shone down on the world.
"Haa... haa..."
"Ugh..."
Some would spend the night peacefully, dreaming or sleeping soundly.
But some could not rest properly because of the inexplicable creaking sounds coming from one of the rooms.
Most of the higher-ranking executives and members ended up unable to sleep.
"Haa..."
Unable to endure the steadily continuing creaks and the faint moans, the executives and members strained their senses to find the source of the noise.
"Is it here?"
"Probably."
"Let me sleep already..."
The members knocked several times, but the creaking did not stop, and there was no response.
"Damn it..."
"Just open it."
"Yeah..."
Unable to take it anymore, the members opened the door, and
"Stop..."
"No. A little more..."
when they saw the blond head riding the red one, they quietly closed it again.
"Should we call this mature, or should we call it too early...?"
"Let go of me, Gareth...!"
"Let's just leave them be."
Finn and Gareth, feeling complicated emotions, dragged off the rampaging Riveria and quietly withdrew.
"...That's another dimension. That's another dimension."
"Shut up, you idiot wolf."
"I want to be with the captain too..."
And the Hiryute sisters dragged away Bete, who had started muttering like he'd seen a hallucination, for the sake of their friend who had already found a partner.
"...Huh? Where's Lefiya?"
"Beats me."
Meanwhile, orange hair and pointed ears peeked through the crack in the door of the room where the two people were merging into one.
"Ah, Aiz-san is like that..."
The two of them apparently never noticed the pointed ears watching them until they returned to their original dimension.
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