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Chapter 1153 - Meanwhile, Reversible


"────...Hm?"



Progress was good; the third location.



It happened while I was once again looking after the place at the vertex of the circulating pentagram. It had been a little over two minutes since the delinquent and the lady had passed through the transition gate, a timing where their return would likely still be a while off.



Along with a light sound, a single message was delivered.



To be clear, if it were just a simple message, I had been receiving them frequently since this morning. Therefore, contact from someone or other wasn't rare in itself... but as expected, regarding this one.



If it's something from a girl you like, where is the man who would just leave it alone (ignore it)?



────That said,



"Why a message?"



The four letters [Nier] were written in the sender column.



In short, it was a 'letter' from Nia, who holds the [Mele=A Lumina (Unlimited Telepathy Rights)] with me. Since it was the first time since I created that thing, it was a rare occurrence that naturally made me tilt my head.



In that case, is it something difficult to say verbally...? While feeling a slight sense of unease like that────



"....................................Pfft, haha."



Opening the message with a bit of caution, I was alone. Presented with a "picture" that was just too much, far too much, I unintentionally let out a relaxed voice and looked up at the sky.



And following my upward-jumping field of vision was the message window. Displayed right in the middle of the body text column, where not a single character was written, was one attached image.



"What's this? Is she bragging...?"



In the center was my partner with a troubled face. And on both sides were Nia and Ashe in a "Here, say ahh" pose, holding out cookies or chocolates to Sora's mouth.



The background was filled with a scenery that was "strange" in a double sense and extremely lively; it was an image with a level of happiness that wouldn't be an exaggeration to call a dream-like sight in many different ways.



Of course, I saved it at the speed of light. I'll get permission later and take it back to reality.



────Wait, more importantly,



"Ah... I want to eat a parfait or something."



I'm normally jealous. This is definitely an outrage committed knowing that I'm a sweet-toothed sweets boy (lol). I absolutely won't forgive you, Nia, you brat—I thought, directing a soft resentment toward the presumed mastermind...



"Hm?"



Pop. Another new message.



However, the moment I braced myself for some kind of finishing blow was brief. Seeing the notation of the sender [Sora], I cast aside all doubt and opened the second mail────



[Sora]: Inside the pocket.



Only a single sentence was written. In that case, without doubting as expected, I opened my inventory and rummaged through the "pocket" that is integrated with my partner... and then.



"...Haha, quite the happy refreshment."



What overflowed was a mountain of various sweets, enough to be described as vast rather than just a large amount.



I surmise they probably went to play at that famous "Candy Castle." Honestly, I'm jealous in many ways... while feeling a slight bit of envy toward the three of them.



Maybe I'll try going there if I have some free time. Yes, all by my lonely self (solo).



────I thought, sulking childishly without putting on airs since no one was watching. I took one piece of chocolate out of the inventory and tossed it into my mouth.



...Incidentally, after that.



"Hey, Yura. I've got snacks, want some?"



"Huh? Don't need 'em."



"Oh my, even though it's a gift from Sora-san? What a shame."



"..., ...Tch, I'll take it. Hand it over."



"That's where you're supposed to honestly say 'I want it'────Hey, stop it, don't manifest a barrage, are you some short-tempered youth? How about you, Sayaka-san? I've got plenty of this and that."



"Well, from the castle... I am happy. I had actually been missing them lately."



The sweet gifts from the Angel were well-received by the delinquent and the lady as well.








Done.