Romero had his head in his hands as if he was pondering.

'You don't mean to tell me that everything up to this point has been according to the plot...'

　Perhaps, as a former observer, Romero's eyes have this same observation vision. So if you look backwards to see why I met Toa, Romero knows that it starts with the world mirror.

　A world mirror that once appeared in front of the young Toa. The Toa said my name in front of the mirror, which had no reflection other than his own image and Rosalia-san behind him. In other words, I can assume that it was my reflection there.
　I was trying to figure out what it meant now that the observer's eye was in front of me as a world mirror, and I was trying to figure out what it meant now.

'You mean I'm sending this to the Toa, to the little Toa.

But this isn't...

　Just as Romero was about to say. Then it's as if everything up to this point has been set in stone from the beginning, as it should be. Whether humans or the world is destroyed, the observer finally entrusts me with the task, and I receive the eyeball as a sign of receiving that task. Then I flip the eyeball over and take the mirror. Does that mean that all of that has been decided....

'I said that everyone has a role to play. I said it, but it's a matter of belief.

That would mean no. Your Majesty, this is undoubtedly the mirror of the world. You must now send it to Lady Toatrica.

'Wait, what are you talking about, the World Mirror? What is this?

　My mind isn't organized enough to explain it to a single article. Every second I look back on the events that led up to this point, and every second I have a hypothesis about what I should do with the mirror. I could send it to Toa. If I'm going to send it, where is the way to do it?
　If this is what I'm supposed to do, then I guess I can send it. The magic you just obtained, or is that the means of transport....

　Then what happens if I don't send it?
　Toa said that he saw me through the mirror while he was attacking the dungeon. I was sucked into the mirror and transferred to the forest of the human world, where I was captured by Oliver's bandits. Then he meets me and Sierra who came to help him.
　If I don't send this to you, the Toa won't be able to transition to the human world. He won't see me in the mirror, and there will be no chance of meeting me or anything else. If that happens, will Toa have to live in that castle with Lucius-san protecting her?
　Will there be no future of meeting me........

''Your Majesty, what do you intend to do?''

'I suppose I'm supposed to send this to you. But if I do that, the next time I do that, I'll end up in this sea of clouds too. Isn't that what it is?

　How long have I been in this negative loop?
　I'm in the future, I'm in the present, and I'm in the past from now on. I live in the same time and space that has changed slightly over and over again. Does that mean I'm living in such an infinite amount of time where I meet Toa and Toa dies and reaches the sea of clouds? I can't stop wondering.

'Don't go on with the story on your own. 'Hidaka-kun, what is this mirror, what is the world mirror?'

　It was so annoying that I had to tell Ichijo about it. It's the story that led to me and Toa meeting.
　After gradually understanding the situation, Ichijou says the same thing as Romero, "What are you going to do about this?". He's quick to understand and his expression seems serious.

''Come to think of it, the eyeballs over here are also...''

　I noticed, and I flipped the other eyeball as well.

'Two identical mirrors...' said Ichijo.

'The world mirror is the only one that has been identified as appearing in front of Toa. Where did I, in the future, send this other one?

　Romero held his hand to his chin like a detective, "Or it could be that he only got one piece,

Only one?

'Yes. .........No, probably no matter how much you guess, you won't be able to come up with an accurate answer. The fact is that His Majesty only knows one mirror. That said, we don't know if His Majesty in the future actually had a total of two world mirrors in his hands, just like His Majesty does now.

　Back to the drawing board.
　I don't know what I'm going to do.

You don't have to think so hard.

　I heard an old voice beside me. I suddenly felt a whisper in my ear, and I couldn't help but freak out. It was the same for Ichijou.

'And you? .....

　Ichijo didn't recognize the old man in front of him as Adams.
　More importantly, that was not an illusion two years ago. Adams was not a child, but an old man of his stature.

'Adams,' Romero called out, and Ichijo's expression was one of astonishment.

You're not... alive, Master Adams?

My life and death are of no consequence to me. Isn't it important to remember that there's nothing difficult to think about, my dear Samune?　You are obsessed with conspiracy theories. You think that your present self is only as good as your future self.

Not big enough?

Behold, I am not a ghost or a phantom, I am all grown up. That is the way it should be.

'No way,' said Romero, with a divine look on his face, 'you've escaped the Abyss?

Very well. I'm already liberated.

No, it can't be...

　Somehow, that seemed to be hard for Romero to believe. It looks like he's very suspicious. But this old man doesn't do random lies. He's the kind of guy who doesn't do anything meaningless.
　There is a lapse in immortal time, and he will continue to exist like an observer as it is all along. That's what it's supposed to be, and Adams had apparently assumed that until now.

'Observer, you were once men.

....

　That's new. I didn't know Romero was a former human....

'No man is strong enough to live and die only for himself. If the answer is an observer, nothing could be more ridiculous than that, don't you think?

''Are you trying to ... taunt me, human,'' Romero's sharp eyes looked down at him.

'I am simply stating a fact. I would like to know. What could possibly be the plot of what you are doing here? There's no logic to this, because the current situation is completely based on the choices you have made so far.

Certainly observers, myself included, were once human. And there is something about humans that is fundamentally unchangeable. That is.....

　Romero kept his mouth shut as if he didn't want to say more.

'Ho-ho-ho, if you don't tell me what's going on, you're not a human being at all?　But you were never really human at heart, that's a fact. So, I think the rest of it is all things that could have been changed by choice. There is no such thing as a plot now that we have become what we were meant to be. We don't walk the script, we climb the choices.

I see. So the observer is called Mine?

You are too proud of yourself. That's just the way I see it. You are dissatisfied, but I can't help it.

We have a role to play in this, Adams.

Escape, I guess. So who gave you the task, then?

....

They won't even pay attention to little people like us. They can't exist. You have to get used to dreaming, don't you? You have been dreaming and dreaming, and you are the king of the abyss, the one you have invited to destroy the world, Masamune.

You're the one who should be getting away with it!

　As Romero's rage echoed through the sea of clouds, something sharp was about to close in on Adams' neck.
　Then, with the old epidermis in front of him, the sharp hand blade stopped with a snap.

''........Your Majesty?''

　I reflexively gripped Romero's arm tighter as he tried to penetrate Adams.

'Your Majesty?'

　Romero asks the meaning of his actions, as if to say what he is trying to do. As I looked at his expression, I was thinking about something in the world inside my blank mind.

　It's a world filled with white fog. Every time the fog falls on my face, I squint my eyes, trying to see something beyond the fog that I can almost see in the process of opening it. Because I know that's where the answer lies.
　The fog is something to get out, not something to clear. You have to wait for it to clear.

　However, depending on the choice, it might have been possible to clear it on its own - depending on the choice.

　For example, he could have cut off Romero's head with his own sword.

Your High School, Your High School...

　The detached torso lost its power to stand and crumbled to ashes as it twisted and turned.
　Still conscious, he grabbed Romero's head with his right hand.

"Romero," he says, "I don't need a plot or a role anymore. "Romero, I don't need a plot or a role anymore, thank you very much. I'm tired of it. So I'm going to make a choice.

Your Majesty!

　He tossed Romero's head into the air and scratched his hands, pulling the two eyeballs out of his temples with his flesh. The rest of Romero's head whipped around in the air, and he was gone before he hit cloudbase in ashes. Romero's voice reverberated for a while.

　In his right hand, there were only two clean eyeballs with pieces of flesh gone. As it was, I quickly flipped over and then I sat down on the spot with a thud.
　Around me, there are four world mirrors floating around me.

I'll send this to Toa," I said, pointing to the first one. 'This one to Sufilia, this one to Sierra and this one to Nem.

Hmmm. It's perfect. It's like...

'It sounds like a plot, or a role. But Adams, I think.... We are forced to think in a conventional way in the face of painful sights. It is too unfair, too unreasonable, too absurd to attribute these everyday occurrences to chance. It's a little easier to carry them as a necessity, and you can look forward to them. You can feel like you've grown up. But in that moment, you could say your growth has stopped. Because those who stick to the plot and the role don't imagine what's ahead. It's not about the past or future, it's about dimensions. The moment one fits the mold, one loses all of the other dimensions. He loses the crossroads, and at the end of it all, he develops the otherworldly syndrome.

　He gently placed two fingers over his own right eye.

'Four mirrors and four precious companions this isn't a plot device. It's easy to prove.

　Ichijo said, "Hidaka-kun what?! Right after he said that, he stuck his finger in and I gouged out my right eye socket.

''Ouch....''

　For the first time in a long time, four years after I lost my body, I felt intense pain rush through me. It seemed to keep going inside her body slowly. Her head and hands were shaking.
　Existence is equal to infinity, and they will regenerate immediately, whether they lose an arm or an eye. But this eye does not regenerate. The fact that I felt a pain that should have been absent is proof of this.

Sometimes you have to make a choice, even if it hurts. I don't like the logic of losing and gaining, but it's what it is. I can't get out of it on my own anymore.

　I flipped my right eye and it too turned into a world mirror, the fifth mirror added to the circle surrounding me.

'Five mirrors....'

This fifth one is for you, Ichijo.

Me?

Do you feel comfortable with that?

'I'm not lost. I'm not going to be an observer.

Well....

　Despair engulfs the world around us. Forgetfulness wants to forget even the forgotten facts. Jealousy creates a cloudy obsession, and rage lights a fire with the fat of an infant.
　So what is laziness -- what is laziness?

　Complacency is not evil. It gives us the power to think of things in a positive way.
　But don't be vain. I became complacent. I became delusional, dreaming, longing for and idealizing a fantasy world. An ideal is the crystallization of a perfected desire. It is extreme perfection.
　I don't believe that idealists are evil. It's up to people to wish or believe. But how much perfection is there in this world? How many people can achieve this? The rest is up to you. Will there ever come a day when I can make it happen...?

　At any rate, one day we will have to pay the price for dreaming and dreaming. And there was a way to repay it in a violent way. That's suicide.
　The world calls an idealist who can't produce results a failure - the world calls him a failure.

'Laziness attracts the darkness in people...'



*



　Hidaka-kun's eyes were sparkling.
　For some reason, that sparkle gave me a chill and a sense of dread.

　I had no idea where he was looking or what he was looking at. He speaks so vividly, as if he's found something fun to do, I have no choice but to listen.

'Ichijo, my abyss can initialize the world,'

Initialization? .... I don't understand. What the hell does initialization mean?

Have you never played a game, or is it called "resetting" when you erase the save data and start again from scratch?　How's that for a lazy bastard like me!

　Hidaka said that he even initializes the lives of the dead. But how can you target something that isn't here?
　As he posed a simple question, four glowing something suddenly appeared out of the sea of clouds and leapt up into the air, winding up the clouds. They flew through the sky like shooting stars, drifted like fireflies, and lined up above Hidaka's head. It swayed fluffily.

'The Temple of Consciousness is the graveyard of existence. And the King of the Abyss is also the custodian of that tomb.''

So that's one of yours?

This is a trace.

Well, I see. So what do you do with that initialization thing?

　I still had no idea what he was trying to say.
　He laughed and said. He said he was going to initialize this demon-controlled world and turn back time to the past. 'Back in time to the point where we were summoned to this world,' he said.

'So you're saying we're going to start over from that Greberg's Throne Room ten years ago?

Yeah.

How is that possible?

''I can definitely do it first. After all, I'm the King of the Abyss, after all!

　I began to feel uncomfortable at some point when he spoke in a pleasant way. I can't help but notice the significance of his sparkling eyes and the oddly happy, joyful smile on his face, which looks eerie.
　I can't help but feel a sense of something uncanny and uncanny.

But are you okay with it? Initialization means that you're going back to the point of birth, right? What if they are not born route?

'It's not the point of birth, it's the point at which the story begins. And as soon as it's initialized, the story starts again, it's never going to be unborn. So somewhere in the story that starts again, I'd like to sneak this world mirror in...

I'm known for my transference magic.

　Master Adams' voice was bouncy as he said this.

'Then I'll leave that to you.'

But it's a pain in the ass to send them back in time. And this will be done by five people at the same time, because they will need to be initialized while they are interfering with each other.

Yeah, I guess so. You know exactly what I mean.

'You intend to tell or show each of us, through the World's Mirror, what will happen in the future, don't you?

I'm going to show you. I'm going to show you everything I went through.

Yes, but it will require influence. You must remember that you have enough magic and existence left over to initialize yourself. Otherwise, your first priority will be to make sure you don't have to start over from scratch.

　Master Adams warned that if the existence ran out of the bottom at once, it would naturally disappear. Isn't the King of the Abyss also invincible?

'Yeah, it's fine, it's not a problem.'

Is everything okay?

　I couldn't follow their conversation. It was like they were talking about another dimension. It looked like they were talking about fantasies.
　Adams-sama seems to understand Hidaka's thoughts well, and he seems to know how his magic works and how to use it.
　But while the two of them were engaged in a lively conversation, I was still curious about the reason for the strangeness I was sensing from Hidaka. Now I'm thinking about what he meant when he said he was stuck. Why do those happy smiles and shimmering eyes seem so eerie?

　That one word from him made it all clear.

'My life isn't going to be initialized.'

　That was Hidaka's answer.