DAY 09: NIGHT.

It’s been a bizzare 9 days. Technically 109, or even more, considering the things that occurred over the course of several lifetimes.

Alas, in this route, you and Hiruko resorted to traveling through existing timelines to ensure everyone survived. So far, so good, right? Nobody lost all their hemoanima, nor has anyone abandoned Last Defense Academy.

Well, nighttime occurred on the ninth day of this route (or timeline, as it made more sense), and filled with worry, went to search for Hiruko. And when you did, you saw her on the rooftop on one side against the fence. With one tear rolling down her eye. Was it because of how exhausting it is doing this job?

Approaching her, Hiruko wiped her tear and took a few deep breaths to steady herself. Smart. “…You didn’t see that properly.”

You tried to pry. Was it a tragedy? “A tragedy? It wasn’t. And why are you so dense? I am not sobbing or anything, and even if I was, you’d be insensitive if you to keep PESTERING me about it. Even those in middle school have decency to not ask such questions.”