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Volume 7, Opening X-01 - Aimless Trip to an Unmanned Station (With Nowhere to Stay)

Volume 7, Opening X-01: Aimless Trip to an Unmanned Station (With Nowhere to Stay)

“Biondetta, where are we spending the night?”

“What?”

(Opening X-01 Open 07/19 01:32)

Aimless Trip to an Unmanned Station (With Nowhere to Stay)

Their objective was to gather all the necessary cards.

They would truly kill the White Queen. And if the means did not exist in this world, they would create it themselves.

Pale yellow and green lights hung over a soft and tranquil darkness that seemed left behind by the times. The night breeze silently flowed from the blades of grass to the trees buried in the darkness. The light came from the fireflies which had become an endangered species in modern times. After passing over a small stream so clear it looked like you could scoop the water up and drink it, a gentle breeze coolly swept away the midsummer heat and provided the same refreshing feelings felt when peering into the depths of a crystal.

It was July 19, Marine Day. It was 1:32 AM.

“Oh, give me a break…”

Shiroyama Kyousuke, a black-haired boy wearing a red hoodie and sports brand track suit pants, was complaining for once.

The rural unmanned train station was entirely deserted. The sign above his head said “Houbi Village Station” and was covered with cobwebs. The fluorescent lights above switched on and off with a timer and the cracked platform did not have any benches, vending machines, or even fences. The boy sat directly on the platform and wiped the sweat from his brow.

He did not even bother hiding his Repliglass Blood-Sign known as Phosphorous, so he rested it on his shoulder.

“We screwed up… That was an entirely meaningless battle! I can’t believe this. I knew we should’ve used my cruiser instead of the trains. We could’ve just traveled along the coast…”

“Eh? What are you talking about, sir?”

Someone else put her hands on her miniskirted hips next to Kyousuke. She had pink hair and a sexy body that she readily showed off with a combination of a waitress uniform, demon horns, and a demon tail. She too was a summoner: Freedom Award 920, Liar Cat. She was a survivor of the Fifteen Siblings Project which had developed into a true hell thanks to its close connection to the Queen. Perhaps because the Summoning Ceremony rules said any who reached Award 1000 would become a resident of the other world, she had already taken a step toward becoming a legend herself.

Her named was Biondetta Shiroyama.

A lot could be said about her (a lot of it bad), but she was the insane woman who called herself Kyousuke’s big sister.

She tilted her head with her travel bags set down on either side of her feet.

“We’re about to start some delicate work, so isn’t it actually to our benefit to have taken out these inevitable enemies sooner rather than later?”

Kyousuke grimaced as he watched her white snake vessel poke its head out from between her large breasts and crawl around the beautiful demon’s body.

“I had completely forgotten how much of a battle-crazed revenge-fetishist you are, Biondetta. I should have known this would happen if I let you plan out our trip. You intentionally planned it so we would run into the enemy, didn’t you!?”

“Well, my goal is to allow my client to enjoy their revenge even more than they had hoped?”

Kyousuke slapped his hand against his face.

He wanted to forget all about that battle inside the enclosed and moving space of the train. Whether or not he had won in the end was not the issue here.

“…Information on our movements will have gotten back to the enemy’s main unit.”

“Yes, of course.”

“Bridesmaid will know I don’t have a contract with a vessel right now and thus can’t use the Summoning Ceremony!”

“Oh? But isn’t a revenge story so much more exciting if you start off at a disadvantage?”

Her way of thinking was simply too different.

To Biondetta, a battle with your life on the line was a form of entertainment. What was the most logical and efficient means of reducing damage to your allies and neutralizing your enemy? From the bottom of her heart, she simply did not care. How could she draw out the most emotion from the deadly battles? How could she enjoy each and every dramatic battle to its fullest? She did not care if her allies died to accomplish those things.

“Don’t - you - worry.”

While Kyousuke sat in front of her, Biondetta bent over, pressed her raised index finger against her lips, and emphasized the twin mounds on her chest which already looked like they were going to spill from her top.

“We have two Award 900-level Freedom summoners. In the end, we’ll defeat those summoner units that need support from Repliglass soldiers to function.”

“Well, yes. We can. But…”

Kyousuke shook his hand in front of his annoyed face when presented with that sickly sweet pose that looked as artificial as a sweetener created in a lab.

Why would she go out of her way to get injured when they could settle things without being touched? Even if she could dodge the bullet, she would want to passionately protect you by catching it in the center of her chest. Kyousuke could only see Biondetta’s actions as a waste of talent.

“Sigh. I guess there’s no use crying over spilt milk.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Just so you know, I’m not letting this go. I will always remember this.”

“Oh? Are you going to confiscate my right to adulthood by spanking me? Yes, an unmanned station without security cameras is such an exciting location! Will someone show up without warning? Will someone see? It’s safer than a park at night, but it provides the same tension of being outside! It’s such a wonderful situation, sir!!”

“I really wish you could leave your perversions behind when you’re traveling for a job, Biondetta!”

However, she was insane, so trying to convince her with a logical argument would be wasted effort. After being caught in that sudden and entirely unnecessary battle (Courtesy of Bridesmaid, Produced by Biondetta), Kyousuke felt as exhausted as someone dragged along to a 3-hour romance movie he had zero interest in. The worst part was that he could only blame himself for deciding he was too busy and thus not double-checking the contents of the travel itinerary Biondetta had put together.

He had gathered all of his travel supplies in a single, compact knapsack which he placed over his right shoulder once more.

“Well, whatever. We managed to arrive at our destination on the last train, so let’s get some rest at our base here. Biondetta, where are we spending the night?”

Revenge Demon Biondetta stood tall, clasped her hands in front of her large chest, and smiled.

And she tilted her head as she smoothly responded.

“What?”

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Unsure what to make of her response, Kyousuke’s mind went blank. His mind boasted calculation speeds surpassing the average supercomputer, but the electric signals traveling through his brain’s synapses got lost on the way to their destinations.

It couldn’t be.

Surely not.

I must be reading too much into this. There’s no way the world could be filled with this kind of despair when she hasn’t shown up yet!! Shiroyama Kyousuke worked to calm his pulse as it pounded in his chest due to his tension and he repeated his question to Biondetta the Frightening Tour Guide.

“Umm, you were in charge of everything concerning this trip. Isn’t that right, Biondetta?”

“Yes.”

“Then it would be your job to secure the lodging we need for a base of operations here, right!? It was your insistence that I chose to travel by train and leave my cruiser back in Toy Dream 35! It can be an inn or a hotel…or hell, even a rented room or a tent. Just tell me where we can spend the night!”

“What?”

“It’s 1:30 in the morning, we just finished fighting, and we’re both exhausted. So why are you only responding with ominous confusiooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon!? Are you kidding meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!???”

Biondetta had a frightening skill for making Freedom Award 903, Alice (with) Rabbit, Shiroyama Kyousuke lose his cool to this extent. She was the only human with that talent and she only shared it with that hellish twintails who reigned as the strongest of the strongest at the peak of the Unexplored-class.

Meanwhile, the sexy demon waitress sister showed no sign whatsoever of cutely wilting at having angered him with her mistake. In fact, she placed her hands on her flushed cheeks as her back trembled.

She rubbed her inner thighs together within her miniskirt and restlessly wiggled her butt back and forth.

“Yes, yes, it’s so dramatic!! Let out all your pent-up frustrations! Now, Kyousuke-chan! Your sexy big sister is right here! Spank me and I’ll shriek nice and loud, pinch me and I’ll tremble! My plump body is right here waiting for you in this deserted darkness! C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!!”

With a loud click, the timer ran out and the station platform’s lights all shut off since the last train for the night had already left.

Solitary Shiroyama Kyousuke was left alone with that utter pervert while it was too dark to see anything at all, so he gave up on thinking and shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Oh, give me a breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!!!”

Dawn was still a long way off. Nothing could be as irritating as a waitress who intentionally broke a plate because she wanted to be punished.

Facts:

*Kyousuke and Biondetta have left Toy Dream 35 to accomplish some kind of objective. On the way, they seem to have already been caught in a battle with the Queen-worshiping group known as Bridesmaid.

*It is currently 1:32 AM at an unlit and unmanned train station. They have nowhere to spend the night.

*She cannot avoid battles or reserve a place to spend the night, but Biondetta is not incompetent. She is simply supplying the perfect accidents to make the trip more dramatic. But since she seems to think Kyousuke will enjoy this, she may have the more fundamental problem of being an incompetent big sister.