Magic (...) The sense of magic (...) "Dimension Graduate, Prequel (Recall)" is special.
　In fact, even I, the user, don't know exactly how the magic used is consumed and where it is lost.

　But at the same time it loses its magic power, it gains memories instead. That is certain.

　The magic that reads the past from all things is precisely and quickly analyzing the core in Nosfi's hair - the magic stone.
　The magic stone contains a lot of information.
　It's such a density of information that some people interpret it as containing a soul.

　The contours of the magical stone are clearly outlined by dimensional magic, and the contents are clearly seen through the "connection" of the magical perception.

　It's a bit like the feeling of jumping into the ocean.
　The inside of the magic stone - the inside of the sea is filled with light like a rainbow. Everything is the light of information. Every possible memory of the past shimmers above, below, to the left, to the left, to the right, everywhere you look, and is endlessly folded. Once you open your eyes, visual information that cannot normally be processed is delivered to your brain in an instant.

　This is inside the magic stone.
　And here is the entire life that Nosfy has been leading.

　Soon, I'll be looking for Nosphy and I to meet in the shining light of the ocean.
　The dimensional magic "Dimension" has the same effect whether it is in the metaphysical world or the metaphysical world. I have a feeling that this world of memory, like this one, is better for the passage of the 《Dimension》. I had no trouble finding it.

　But before I looked at the most important memory of the encounter, I wanted to sort out Nosfi's birth.
　First and foremost, there is something I need to confirm.
　That is Nosfi's birth.
　I needed to know what she was. Once I know that, I will inevitably understand the meaning of the fresh-blooded magic, Aikawa Kanami/Aikawa Hitaki.

　The earliest memory of Nosfi Fuzzyards goes back to the moment of its birth.
　And I see.
　And I see the memory of the day of her birth.
　I take my mind and go into her mind.
　It's a strange, yet somehow nostalgic feeling.
　My soul and Nosfi's soul overlap in my memory -

　It was in a dimly lit room in the Hoozeyards Castle a thousand years ago that Nosfi first woke up.
　There, in the Demon Poison Laboratory and Mortuary, he was born as the first Jewish Stone Human (Jewelculus).

　There, he met the three apostles.
　They were Diprakra, Sith and Legacy. At that time, Nosfi received the titles 'Banner of Light', 'Saintess', 'Stealer of Light's Reason' and 'Northfield Hoosiers'.

　Undoubtedly, it was a title, not a name, but a title.
　The apostles, who had no human heart, did not give her a name.

　They only numbered her for convenience alone - of course, they would be far from calling her a parent.
　An apostle is an apostle. They are nothing more than that.
　In other words, when Nosfi was born, he had no parents by his side. Not only was he not blessed by his family, he was not even able to witness his birth.
　That's probably what distorted Nosfi in the first place.

　Because there was no blessing, she didn't have the feeling of being born.
　Naturally, she didn't understand what it meant for people to live so desperately.

　All they were given was a role.
　Only a role was needed.
　To be the 'replacement' for Tiara, the Princess of the Foozeyards at the time.
　Prosperity of the Foozeyards as the 'Stealer of the Reason of Light'.

　She was innocent, and she accepted it.
　As far as the past was concerned, this was the moment when a dark brush was put into the campus of her innocent mind.

　Thus, one of the legends from a thousand years ago.
　The story of "The Banner of Light" begins.
　Compared to the story of "The King Who Rules" I saw a while ago, it was a smooth sailing beginning.

　The beauty and qualities of the Jewelcruise.
　The charm, a spell engraved in his blood from birth.
　The magic of "The One Who Steals the Reason for Light", which was called a miracle at the time.
　In addition, the backing of the Hoozeyer's royal family and their apostles.
　Without a single stumbling block, Nosfi took the Foozeyards captive and brought them all together.

　She rightly fulfilled the role and role she was given brilliantly.
　She showed that she finished it perfectly.
　At the same time, it meant that she had lost her purpose in life.

　Unable to develop an honest view of life and death, Nosfi's slight flare-up syndrome led her to attempt suicide.
　Due to her unique birth without parents, she had no attachment to life at all. Because of the "Jewelcrus", she had no survival instincts as a human being. The absence of a wedge of family members is also one of the reasons.

　However, her suicide is stopped by Apostle Legacey.
　And she is taught.
　It's the presence of parents.
　A being who wishes for her to "live" unconditionally.
　A being who loves her.

　Nosufi is guided by her parents - she learns who is the 'gene donor' that made up her body as a 'magical stone human' (Jewelculus).
　It was 'Aikawa Uzumi' and 'Aikawa Yotaki'.
　To our horror, those apostles were trying to mass-produce us 'Gentiles'. Probably without our permission.
　Without our permission, they carried out what would have been a cloning technology in my world without a care in the world.
　The technology was akin to artificial insemination using the blood of two people.
　Unbeknownst to me, I was having a child. Of course, whether or not to define it as a child is a matter of debate, but without a doubt, something close to it had been born.

　It must have been difficult for Nosfi to define a parent as well.
　But the being closest to his own parents was known.
　Here, Nosfi has one thing in mind that makes life worth living. It served as a wedge, reinforcing Nosphy's life.

　Then, with Legacy's guidance, Nosphy sees me at the time, though from a distance.

　I don't speak to him.
　Nosphy was a newborn, but he was a smart kid.
　He understood that a man who might be his father didn't know anything about him.
　She knew that if a woman as grown up as she was suddenly showed up and said, "I'm your daughter," there was no way the man would accept her. Nosfi gave the same consideration to Yotaki, who seemed to be on her mother's side.

　She had to put up with it.
　Most of all, she was kind, and she took into consideration the position of the Hoozeyers and the Apostles - she suppressed her own needs at this time.

　This would be the second mistake.
　If I had been aware of her presence at this time, and had even been able to say a word to her, my fate would have been very different. Awkwardly or poorly, we could have had a reasonable encounter and could have had a father-son relationship, even if it was just a poke in the eye.

　But that didn't happen. My meeting with Nosphy was far from over.

　At this time, Nosphy learned of his parents' existence and gained one of his humanity despite being a 'magic stone human' (Jewelculus). By feeling close to the fact that people are born and live, he also became familiar with the horror of death.

　But it was also the beginning of days when I didn't know how to get rid of the fear of death, but the fear of death was the only thing that haunted me.
　Without being able to meet me, Nosfy's lonely battle passes.

　Nosfi continued to work alone to keep Hoosier's thriving.
　The nature of that work is not relevant to this issue, so I won't bore you with the details of that work, but a year, two years - five years went by.

　Five years later, after Nosfi had recognized me.
　Finally, I was able to reach the meeting of Aikawa Uzumi and Nosfy.

　For me, that was when Aikawa Uzumi's journey to cure Aikawa Yotaki ended in failure.
　In this era, I became the Founder guided by the Apostles, and Kanami gathered the demonic poisons from all over the world and tried to save her sister Yotaki. However, that journey ended in a tragic outcome. What awaited her after her "demonization" was not the transcendence of a human, but a simple "monstrous transformation". Yotaki had become a mere monster. I was furious and desperate at the time.

　It was also an awakening as 'the one who steals the reason for the dimension'. I wanted to release all my power and take revenge on the Apostle Sith. However, it was a battle that had no chance of being won.

　While the progenitor Kanami was alone, the Apostle Sith had knights with terrible power. These were the knights who would later become famous in the world as the knights who would protect Nosfi.

　Ironically, they were dealing with the 'one who steals the truth of darkness' and the 'one who steals the truth of blood', which the founder Kanami himself had found and rescued on his journey to save the world, and recommended to the knights of the Hoozeyards. They were also joined by the genius knight 'The One Who Steals the Earth's Reason', which Yotaki had discovered in the past in Japan.

　With the three people that the Aikawa siblings protected, their revenge failed.

　The Apostle Sith even had the luxury of capturing them in terms of military strength.
　Originally, I had gone out of control as 'the one who steals reason'. I was on the verge of my limit as I continued to pay the 'price' of 'chanting'. By continuing to cast the mental interference magic of 'The One Who Steals the Darkness' over and over again, the spirit of the Primordial Kanami completely collapsed.

　Thus, the Apostle Sith took possession of the broken minded puppet 'The One That Steals the Reason of Dimension'.

　It could be called a complete defeat.
　If you look too much, you might get caught and break your heart, so I'm 'looking past' like a bullet point, but for me a thousand years ago, it should have been a battle that hit my life itself. The culmination of several years of stories in another world should have been in that decisive battle.

　But defeat is defeat.
　I was captured and brought high up in the Hoosiers' castle and presented before Nosfy, the representative of the Hoosiers' at the time.

　--This is the first meeting between Aikawa Uzumi and Nosfi.

　It was the worst meeting imaginable.
　It was Nosfi's longed-for meeting with his father, but he is immensely disappointed in my overly miserable condition.

　On the forty-fifth floor of the towering Hoosier's Castle, the great hall in the center of it.
　I sat on one of the chairs lined up in that room and was in a state of complete self-destruction. My empty eyes wandered up to the ceiling, my mouth was half-open, and I was moaning in an inarticulate voice.

　The figure was terrible, too.
　Underneath his long black hair, which must have been unkempt for a long time, he wears a shattered and strange mask. Underneath it is indeed my face, but more than half of it is no longer 'human'.

　Instead of skin, stained red and black flesh sticks to it, and what looks like human claws stick to my neck like scales. The right arm was completely missing, and instead a bundle of flesh resembling a tentacle was writhing around.

''This, this person is Uzuraha-sama ......?　What the hell is this state of affairs ....... How can Uzumi-sama be ......!

　It was me, Nosfi immediately saw that it was me.
　Then he approached me in my miserable state and held me tightly.

　Nosfi asks me about one of the apostles, Legacy.
　There were only two people in this room.
　There is no one else who could have done this. The Apostle Sith was drunk with victory and had just moved on to his next plan with great enthusiasm. Instead, it was Legacy, who was supposed to be free all year round.

'The ...... Sith guy is worried about your motivation. This is an offering to put you in a good mood," he said. As of today, Kanami's brother is yours. You think this makes your life worth living a little easier?
'No, sir!　I haven't heard of that: ......!　I'm asking why Kanami-sama is looking like this: ......!

　Nosfi was sincerely angry at the apostle who treated her like a thing.
　In the past five years, her morality had become completely human. No one would think of her as a make-believe 'magic stone human' (Jewelcrus) any longer. In fact, the Hoozeyars people of this era worshiped Nosfi as a kind-hearted princess who understood the feelings of her people.

'As always, I will repeat the message from the Sith back to you.' --The Lord's plan to use the 'Gentile' to act on behalf of the Lord has failed. Yotaki couldn't surpass a human, and had become a mere monster. And after losing his sister, his brother became desperate and resented the entire world, and was completely engulfed by his weak heart. Naturally, the weak-minded vortex-wave brother couldn't possibly defeat us alone. ...... This is what happened (・・・・・).

　Legacy points to me in the chair and shrugs a little ruefully.

'Shh, failed ......?　Both Uzumi-sama and Yotaki-sama, both ......?
Yeah. Your parents didn't work out either way. You had so much potential and you failed miserably. ...... It's a funny story.

　And then Legacy points to Nosfy.

''Therefore, the next pillar of the substitution plan is Northfield, you. Inheriting the blood and characteristics of the two 'Gentiles', specializing in 'substitution' and 'stealing the reason for light' with the 'magic' of 'immortality'. Your mind is growing well. The Sith one seems to have decided that you have the most potential to reach the 'deepest' level.
"Is this me going to the 'deepest' part of the world ......?

　Nosfi is aware of the existence of a place called 'The Deepest Place' due to his position.
　Because he knows that there is a magical power there that is equal to that of a god, he raised his eyebrows dubiously. He had learned from living in the 'Flag of Light' of this Fuzzy Yards that it was not a sweet story to take in.

One day you will take the souls of all the 'reason-stealers' and absorb everything in this world and reach the same realm as our Lord. You will not be the 'Banner of Light' of one nation, but the 'Banner of the World'. --It's not a flag of light for one country, but a flag of the world. Haha, if you don't explain this to him, he's going to make the same mistake again, isn't he?　I'm just trying to get a good look at him off the mark, and really, he's still the same guy.

　When he finishes explaining, Regacy laughs at his own colleague Sis, who doesn't grow up to be amused.
　With Legacie continuing to laugh, Nosfi continues to stroke my face with a dark look on his face.

'What's up?　You've always wanted it.
'No, no!　I didn't want to meet you in this way: ......!
Yeah, but I'm afraid that's your life now, isn't it? But I'm afraid you're stuck with me from now on, aren't you?　The Sith guy is even planning to marry you to Kanami's brother in order to control public opinion.
Ha, ha ......!

　And here's where the example of marriage comes in.
　Nosfi responded to it with a question mark from the bottom of his heart.

'The founder who contributed to this world will be united with the saint who saved it. So this brings us another step closer to world domination. My morale will be boosted before we fight the North. It'll be a huge morale booster!
'North ......?　Do you want to resume the war with the Northland: ......?　But that's where the birth of the legendary 'King of Governing (Lord)' has made the nation's power rock solid: ......
''It's true that the Northern Mad King 'The One Who Steals the Reason of the Wind' Lord is strong. The same goes for Seldra, the general at the front, the one who steals the reason for nothing. These two are outstanding among the 'Stealers of Reason'. But for the next plan, the souls of all of the reason stealers are needed. The three of them, including Prime Minister 'The One Who Stole the Reason from the Tree' Aide, are the enemies that must be defeated. We can't avoid them.

　With a stern manner, Legacy rattled off the names of his enemies.
　They are symbols of fear to Nosfy.
　He has lost count of how many times he has been boiled over in the last five years.
　In Nosfi's mind, those three names are called demons. If we didn't have a similar hand here, the world would have been unified by the northern Vyisian nation in these years.

''--But that kind of talk, frankly, doesn't matter to me.

　But that doesn't seem to matter to Legacey.
　When Nosfi's face turns grim at the ever-changing story, Legacey honestly spits out her purpose.

I'm sorry. The only thing I'm interested in right now is your life and the way you and Ayde live. Yeah, they're the only two that matter to me right now.
"The Prime Minister of the North and I? ......?　What the hell is Lady Legacy doing alone ......?　Isn't it your job to save the world: ......?
'Yes, ....... Of course I'm trying to find ways to save the world in my own way. People tend to think I'm slacking off because they don't understand me very well, but I'm trying in my own way. Really?

　Legacy, who rarely talked about himself, was revealing his feelings in his own way.
　Nosfy thought it was unusual, but at the same time, she could see that he was shocked enough to be so. Perhaps this situation was not something that Legacey could inherently laugh at and accept.

It's not about me, it's about you. You want to be Uzumi's brother's daughter, right?
'Yeah, that's, uh, that's, uh, ...... for my daughter, er, .......'
'You want your father to see you for who you are, don't you? You want him to see himself before anything else, to be valued above all else, to hold you tighter than anything else, don't you?
'That's as far as it goes: ....... However, I am ....... I'd be happy to have Uzumi-sama take a look at .......
'I see. At least you want me to know that you were born here. You're still as greedy as ever.

　One by one, Legacie guesses Nosfi's inner thoughts and even draws out his true feelings at the bottom.

'...... Yes. I want to tell you that I was born. That's all I need to do, but this is no longer .......
This isn't the end.

　Nosfi shook his head at his true intentions, but Legacey immediately denied it.
　There was a wildness there, as if he was somewhat angry.

'Kanami's brother is still more conscious than you think. He responds properly when you call him. So, Northfield. Step forward and scream. Scream your name. Nothing is impossible for you. Nothing is impossible to reach. Nothing is ever unreachable.

　Legacie agitated Nosfi that she would not allow herself to just give up.
　There was a firm belief and trust in him. Legacie really believes that Aikawa Uzumi and Nosfi here can accomplish this. The expression on his face was enough to make you think so.

　Pressed by the heat, Nosfi tied his mouth into a single letter strongly - slowly opening his mouth, calling out his name and saying his name.

''Ka, Uzurinami-sama ....... My name is Northfield, and I am ....... Can you hear me ......?

　A really small whisper in my ear.
　It was a small voice that seemed to be drowned out by even the moans that echoed from my mouth.
　But the voice certainly reached me.

　My eyes have been fixed on the ceiling the whole time, and I respond with a slight movement of my head in response to the voice.

'...... North, Field?'

　Legacie was right, he seemed to be conscious.
　He repeated the name he was told, though poorly.

　Nosfi's face lights up at the response.
　I can see that she's not as seriously ill inside as she looks, and she proceeds to introduce herself with a bit of a bounce in her voice.

''Yes. I am a 'Jewelcrus' born by the hands of the Apostles, and most of my body is made up of the two 'Gentiles'. That ...... is why I'm like their child, so to speak. Of course, I know I'm being selfish!　But I'm not sure that having someone like me around is enough.

　Nosfi wishes.
　Please, I wish that you would know that there are people like me.
　It was too small a wish, too easy a request.

　But it will not come true.
　It won't come true, and so, in the millennia to come, Nosfies will be like that (・・・・).

Tee, tiara (・・・・) ......?
What?

　I moved my face and shifted Nosfi to my eyes, and the name I mentioned was not Nosfi.
　It was the name of the companion I've been traveling with for the past eight years.
　And as soon as I said the name, tears spilled out of both of my eyes.

''Ah, ah, ah, ah, I'm sorry ......!　Tiara, sorry ......!　I broke my promise to ......!　Ahhhhhh, tiaraaaa......!
Oh, please calm down!　I am not Lady Tiara!　I'm just the one who runs the Hoosier's in that person's 'replacement'!

　Nosfi likes to play with me as I go into a frenzy.
　It is true that Nosfi and Tiara are similar in stature. Their clothing is also very similar in some ways. However, the facial structure is not that similar. The fact that you're mistaking these two people for each other means you're hallucinating.

　I stare at Nosfi's face, crying, and continue to apologize pathetically.

'Tiara, I'm sorry ....... I apologize ....... I apologize as many times as I can. Please help me from ....... Please, Tiara. I'm sorry, Tiara, I'm sorry Tiara Tiara Tiara Tiara ....... Tiara Tiara Tiara Tiara Tiara Tiara Tiara Tiara--

　He just repeats his name and occasionally apologizes.
　I don't move at all.
　I just keep moaning and moaning as if I've forgotten how to move my body.

　It's a scene that clearly shows that the last person I had in mind at this time was a girl named Tiara.
　And for Nosfi, it is also a sight that proves that his voice cannot be heard.

　Realizing that he can no longer even tell her name, Legacy asks a slightly troubled question.

'So this is what happens ....... If you can't reach your voice, what are you going to do ......?
'Wow, I don't know how you could possibly know that: ......!　What should I do!

　Of course, there was no way for Nosfi to know.
　As if he didn't have a choice, Legacy begins to ponder, and after a few seconds, he offers a generalization he knows.

'...... hmmm. If it's a baby, it cries out; if it's a child, it's a prank to get your attention; if it's an adult, it's a seduction ...... around?　Which one do you try?

　Like the apostle, this opinion is somewhat off the mark.
　Nosfi decides that Legacy is unreliable in the human psyche and immediately chooses the path he believes in.

I'll keep calling out to .......
Well, now you're not.
Nonetheless, I will continue to do my best. I'll continue to do it to give you a glance--no, I'll continue to help Uzumi-sama.

　He didn't call me by name in our earlier conversation, but I knew exactly what I was asking for help with. Nosfi doesn't hesitate to move to help me. He also understood that the only way to penetrate my closed mind was to continue to bring my voice to him.
　It was also the condition of love - which she had gained in the last five years of her life - that she was on the terms of love.

...... I see. Then I'll see to it. I'm starting to enjoy this world a lot more now.
Yes, sir. Please see me through. I will surely bring Uzumi-sama back to his senses.

　Nosefy swore to Legacie.
　Legacie seemed satisfied with his response.

　--It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.

　To be honest, I want to cover my eyes as I look into the past and see the devastation.
　It's not a good idea to let others take care of me, so Nosfi did everything by himself, including dressing and eating.

　Of course, there were confidant samurai who would never tell anyone about it. Nevertheless, Nosfi decided that he would do it himself.
　There was also the reason that he couldn't let the insane founder be seen by the public, but above all, Nosfi wanted to do it himself.

　It wasn't that he didn't want to do it.
　She has a loose smile on her face, as if she thinks she's finally living her dream life with her family in nursing. I've been living as a 'flag of light' all my life, so I guess it's partly because it's fresh.

　He takes me in a sleepwalking-like state, shows me the castle, shows me the view of the top, takes a walk in the garden, and then goes to bed in the room with me.
　Nosfi worked to restore my mind and at the same time heal my physical wounds with the magic of light.
　Truly a dedicated caregiver.

　And within a few days, my appearance, which I can only call a monster, is repaired and I return to my human form.

　In the meantime, Nosfi was also doing his official duties as the "Banner of Light" and doing his official work properly.
　There were days when he had nearly a full day of work, but on those days he lost sleep and devoted himself to my care.
　Maybe it was the contact with his immediate family that he had been seeking for so long that made him forget his fatigue. I can't help but think so when I see the constant smile under the sweat on his forehead.

　--I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　As I followed the memories of those days, though in fragments, there were many times when I wanted to lower my eyes.

　After all, I hadn't called Nosfi's name even once.

　There were times when I would occasionally reply, even though I was sleepwalking, but frankly speaking, I'd rather not answer. Because at the end of the day, the name I always say as if I'm squeezing it out of my mouth is

'Tiara ....... Thank you .......

　Not Nosfi, but Tiara.
　Each time that happens, Nosfi manages to keep a smile on her face, even though her face is twisted wide.

'...... yes.'

　Answering briefly, Nosfi realized his own role.
　After all, I'm only a 'replacement' for Tiara, the Princess of Fuzzyards, he had been painfully reminded many times.
　However, Nosfi had hope in his heart. That was the message of the Sith that he had heard from Legacie.

'It's fine. From now on, we are husband and wife. We are going to be a family. We will finally have a family.

　The marriage of "The Founder" and "The Flag of Light".
　If we move to this next step, the reaction should be different again.
　That's what Nosfi thought.

　Then, after the rooting of the apostles and the country, the date for their wedding would be set.

　The marriage of "Kanami the Founder", the hero who has saved many places in the past eight years, and "Northfield the Banner of Light", the saint who spent five years trying to revive the Foozeyers, will unite the southern lands perfectly.
　It was a crucial ceremony to fight back against the North. Needless to say, the preparations were swift and elaborate.

　Most of the weddings are held deep inside the castle, initially only with the people who know what's going on.
　However, at the end of the ceremony, an unveiling to the people is planned.

　This gave the royalty of the Fuseyards and Nosfies a troubled look.
　The problem is that at the wedding parade, the groom will be sleepwalking and swinging in the parade carriage without changing his expression at all. Somehow, a good way or excuse would be discussed throughout the night.

　In the midst of all this, the Sith who was pushing this marriage the most said, "What, do you need to smile ......? He had been forced to leave the room in the middle of the meeting because of his unworldly reaction. The Sis seemed to think that if only the two of them got married, the horizontal ties in the south would be strengthened and Nosfi would be very happy - easily. He was still the same guy.

　And then the wedding day comes, without solving the problem of the facelessness.

　-- a day of destiny for Nosfi, a day of reconciliation and separation, a day of disintegration.

　The simple ceremony begins early in the morning inside the castle's cathedral.

　Just like in my world, there was a kiss of oaths and vows in this world as well.
　I do it as Nosphy tells me to do. Thanks to the past few days of caring for people, I've learned to listen to Nosphy's instructions well at this time.

　When Nosphy nodded at me, I nodded back.
　When Nosphy moved his mouth close to mine, I kissed him.
　Of course, there was no intention there, it was just a physical reflex.

　-- and yet, the marriage was indeed made between them.

　They were united in the midst of the gathering of dignitaries from the southern countries.
　Most of the dignitaries in attendance understand the situation.
　This is a ceremony that is only meant to enhance national power, almost a formality. As proof of this, the groom is workmanlike without a single change of face. Most marriages in this era are like this. That's the way it seems.

　It was a tasteless ceremony.
　It's not just a simple matter of getting your hands dirty, it's also a great way to get your hands dirty. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

　--I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. And the expression on my face as I 'look to the past' becomes even more distorted.

　Thus, after the ceremony, they walk down the aisle, get into a roofless carriage from this era, and head for the main street of the country where the people are waiting for them. They would go around the country in a circle to celebrate this joyous occasion.

　The carriage leaves the castle of Hooziyaz and slowly crosses the bridge decorated for the ceremony and makes its way down the main street lined with countless citizens.
　A thunderous cheer rang out, and a shock like a gust of wind pierced through them.

　Everyone was waiting for them.
　In terms of the popularity of the Hoosiers' people, this hero and the saint were no match for each other.

　The people rejoiced and cried out in joy, throwing their celebrations one after another into the moving carriage.
　Everyone knows the feats of the 'founder' as the apostle called him. He spread methods to neutralize the demonic poisons of this world by means of the foundation of magic, the 'spellcraft'. He also traveled around and defeated the demons that were tormenting the people, creating an opportunity for the southern nations to unite.
　At the same time, they are well aware of the achievements of the Banner of Light. Although she was a replacement for the Princess of Fuzzyards who suddenly disappeared, Nosfi, rumored to be the King's illegitimate son, went to work for her people. For the past five years she has never rested, shining light on a desperate people, healing them with miracles, and protecting her country.

　It is the marriage of these two men, so it is impossible not to be buoyant.
　How could it not be vibrant? How could it not be full of hope?

　In the midst of the parade, Nosfi speaks to me sitting next to the carriage.
　He shows me this bright view, trying to change my expression.

''Look, Uzumi-sama ....... Fuuzu Yards has become much richer than it was when Master Uzuha was here. No one will ever call us a small country again. I, for one, have worked really hard. Every day that came and went, we took measures, went around making miracles and relieving people's fears. ...... I'm sure you've been able to get this far because of the advice of the two gentiles, especially Yotaki-sama: ...... I think it's because of me. It's really a good idea.　It's still pretty amazing!　She's so great that they call her a saint!

　It was probably because of her age that she switched to bragging in the middle.
　She's still that old.

　The parade that follows - Nosfi goes on to talk about the hardships she's had to face to this day and concludes with.

'Gone are the days when the streets were full of beggars and sick people. Of course, we're not perfect down to the back streets yet, but I still think we're one step closer to the world of the 'Gentiles'. Another step into the blue sky world of that story: ......

　Nosfi looks at the sky.
　The day of the parade is full of activity and hope, but the dark clouds are spreading endlessly.
　The "demonic poison" that consumes this world does not disappear, and is still overhead--

"--

　At that moment, I, next to Nosfi, let out a light breath.

''Uzumi-sama, I'm at .......

　Nosfi looks at my profile in surprise.
　Slightly ...... really slight, but when he sees me loosen my cheeks, he opens his mouth wide.

　The expression on my face that had never changed no matter what I did over the past few days had moved.
　It was a moment when the dedication and care of the past few days had finally paid off - or so it seemed.

　I turn to Nosfi and even add some meaningful words as I turn to her.

'A little ....... I feel like I'm having a good dream ......, I feel like I'm having a good dream .......

　I said aloud that it was a dreamy feeling.
　Nosfi responds to that with tears of emotion. Finally, she thought that her voice had been heard, that her hard work up to today had been rewarded, and so on.

'Ka, Master Uzumi: ......!　Finally, I'm conscious: ......!
'-- Tiara (・・・・). I feel like it.

　But the name he calls her remains the same.
　The way he looks at Nosfi and calls her Tiara is not yet self-conscious.
　Perhaps he thinks that what he is doing now is not marrying Nosfi, but marrying Tiara.

...... Yes (...)

　Nosfi nods back at that, turning his head slightly.

　But he immediately smiles and looks up and starts waving to the people who have gathered for the parade. Now that I've started smiling, he seems excited that now is the time to do his job.
　But he seems to be running away from his problems, clashing with a reality he doesn't want to acknowledge.

　-- the wedding of a thousand years ago is over.

　Nosfi became Aikawa Uzumi's consort.
　After the ceremony, the country accepted them and the world recognized them.

　But only one.
　Only the bride could not accept them.
　On the night of the wedding, Nosfi is sitting in her chair in her room, as usual, with a difficult look on her face in front of me, who is dumbfounded.

　After the wedding with me, nothing has changed.
　After all, she never once looked at me as a bride. I realized that the fleeting hope I had held was only a dream after all.

　Still in front of me, I look into the air and let my eyes wander.

'...... It's different. ...... this kind of thing is different.

　It's been a meaningless day, Nosfi thought.
　This stuff is invalid.
　It's just a formality.
　It's not worth it.

　There was no way he could say that this was how they became a family.
　If we became a family, the dissatisfaction in my heart should disappear now. The lingering "unresolved issues" should have faded away a little. By being recognized, you would be rewarded for your life up to today. ......
　For example, as when I saw a pair of parents and their children in the hospital that day when Legacy took me to ....... Like when I saw the smile on the face of someone who might have been my father from a distance that same day: .......

　More .......
　It should have been more heartbreaking .......

'--Legacy-yi!　From now on, I will use my magic!

　Nosfi shouted, with an urge bubbling up in the pit of his stomach.

　Outwardly, today was the couple's wedding night, and this was the couple's room. Naturally, there should only be two people in this room.

　But the owner of the called name emerges from the darkness in the corner of the room, scratching his head. It's a change, as if the body that was transparent is turning color.

'How did you know I was there ......? No, well, I've declared that I'm watching you .......
''It doesn't matter. Rather, from now on, I'll use the stolen [World's Truth] of 'The One Who Steals the Truth of Light' to save Uzurinami-sama: ......!

　There was no upset about the fact that Legacy was there.
　Nosufi could only think of wielding his own power, and he packed up on Legacy.

"...... With the [world's reasoning] you have, you can only be a 'replacement', okay?　The chanting that accompanies it will also severely diminish your spirituality. Perhaps you will lose your character.
Yes, sir.

　Legacie, in her role as an apostle, would be accountable to Nosfi.
　But without hesitation, the sacrificial girl nodded.

'Above all, taking on Kanami's current state of mind - it's too harsh. This is no ordinary mental interference magic. It's a complex mental trauma that adds not only Tida and Sith, but also Kanami's brother's own magic.
No problem!　But I still want to carry it on my back 'instead': ......!　If you don't carry it on your back, you won't start anything: ......!　Nothing of mine, nothing of mine is going to get started: ......!

　Nosfi's voice leaked out as he squeezed it out.
　He clenched his fists so tightly that his palms bled, stamping so hard that he almost pulled out the floor, veins and streaks rising in his throat.

　Sensing that this was a request from an unadorned soul, Legacy made no further restraint. He replied nonchalantly with a happy, sad, either-or face.

'...... All right. As one of the apostles in the service of the Lord, I give you permission to use it. However, as you seem to have misunderstood, 'chanting' comes out of your mouth on its own. It's not something you can teach us.

　Only those who have gained that power know how to steal it.
　That's what Legacy advised and gently urged Nosfi to 'chant'.

　At that, Nosfi's eyes widened as if he had realized some truth, and he nodded back to show her. He had always thought that was the case, but here he looked convinced by the apostle's endorsement.

　And then Nosfi would utter his own 'chanting' for himself.

　The spirit is twisted and intertwined until it is irretrievably twisted to the point where it is irretrievably twisted and intertwined, turning it into a kind of circle of wisdom that can never be unraveled - the time has come.