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Chapter 381 Turns out she's a tsundere
"This guy is beyond saving."

"really."

The two looked at the nun elf who was acting crazy, couldn't help but exchange a glance, and muttered something to themselves.

Although she usually appears to be a cute and cuddly older sister, when it comes to topics related to anime and manga, Honjou Nia suddenly becomes a figure on par with Shirai Kuroko, Shiroyasha, and a whole host of other perverted and gentlemanly characters.

As for why her taste is so unique, preferring visceral, action-packed fighting themes, it is simply due to the limitations of the times.

If she's the one joining the group, then she probably doesn't know anyone except Jagi, just like how she doesn't understand basketball at all in "Ro-Kyu-Bu!", or music in "Angel's 3P!", and right now this Honjou Nia doesn't understand anime or manga at all!

In this premature timeline, not only had the origin of Japanese Western fantasy, Record of Lodoss War, not yet been created, but even the earlier Legend of the Leopard King had only been serialized for less than ten years.

As for the so-called isekai reincarnation, return, possession, rebirth, school romance anime, girl band anime, the three major ACG series, or even gagagiki, second game, and other genres, none of them have even come to fruition yet, and the concept of otaku has not even appeared.

Aside from Zigong-style animated films, old-school tokusatsu, giant robot characters, and magical girls whose attributes already overlap with hers, only action-packed fighting manga are popular.

Well... compared to the superhuman Kinnikuman and the prankster Dragon Ball, Fist of the North Star at least has some handsome men. Rei and Juusei are still good-looking even half a century from now, enough to compete with Saint Seiya.

Aesthetic tastes change with the times. Twenty years from now, perhaps Nia Honjou will prefer beautifully drawn, strong-man-type male characters, but right now…

"Wait!"

With a loud shout, Jagi pried Erya off the wall while glaring at her with an intensely intimidating expression:
"Although I'm too old and muscular, even those mature women who would be considered 'older sisters' in anime now look like little sisters to me..."

"Ugh, I guess I'm actually a pretty girl~ Calling her 'big sister' is too much!"

Erya waved his hand and let out a cheerful laugh.

That wasn't the main point Jagi wanted to make. Based on Nia's previous experience, he already knew that liking someone comes in different levels. Even among two-dimensional characters, the level of affection for a third-rate villain and a popular protagonist would be completely different, so…

“But you definitely prefer Rao to me, right? Did you fucking vote for Rao in the latest magazine's popularity poll?! Say it! Look in my eyes!”

He shook the girl's shoulders vigorously, as if it were a matter of utmost importance.

"No, no, I clearly voted for a shill..."

Realizing she had almost let something slip in front of him, Nia quickly changed the subject, revealing a curious expression.

"I've always had a question, and since you're here, could you please answer it for me... How did you all grow so big when there was no water or food at the end of the century?"

The correct answer is—near-small, far-large, and nuclear radiation mutants!
"No food, but we have plenty of steroids and protein powder... yeah right!" Jagi clutched his head, rubbing his headache. It was surprising that this kind of situation would occasionally occur; being questioned about his hometown was such a feeling.

"With me around, how could the end of the century possibly happen? I'll take you to see it next time I have the chance..."

Sensing that the conversation would continue on this topic, Jagi quickly stopped them and asked, "You came here to find us, so you must know something, right?"

"of course."

Erya chuckled, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"After all, I know everything."

"People who say such things usually don't end up well." Even Kurumi vaguely understood that this behavior was called raising a flag.

The girl closed her eyes, making a gesture as if in prayer, and the murmured scroll floated in front of everyone, its pages turning rapidly.

For her, nothing in the world can escape her "Whispering Book" if she puts her mind to it. With just a thought, she can easily obtain all the information, regardless of distance or status. It's much more convenient than the black mosquitoes that the old man in the Northwest has.

But... for everyone who claims to "know everything," everything in the world is just a "story" to be read, a story they will eventually tire of.

"The 'Whispering Book' is indeed an omniscient angel, but it can only extract the information I want. It cannot predict the future, nor can it automatically sense danger. It's more like a high-performance search engine."

That's scary enough.

After gaining her abilities, Nia also engaged in reckless abuse, but she quickly realized that if she continued like this, she would completely lose her "heart" as a human being, so she decided to use her abilities cautiously.

After witnessing the aftermath of the battle between the world's strongest elf and the otherworldly martial artist, she couldn't help but use her angel to investigate.

"I think about it, I really want to!"

If it weren't for their battle in space, the island nation of Japan would already be covered in boulders caused by spacequakes. How could she miss such a battle between two powerful beings!
Even after using the Whispering Book, she only received a very brief message: her angel told her it was—

"People who don't exist in the story"

"The person in another story"

"Stories Converging"

The allure of existence would be fatal to them if something appeared that their omniscience could not fathom.

Although no useful information was obtained at the beginning, as long as one continues to leave one's mark on this world, more and more information and legends will emerge. After the battle ended, Nia, who had been continuously activating her abilities, had learned about everything that had happened.

A mysterious masked man from another world is fighting a Primal Spirit. The two are nearly driven to the brink of annihilation, and their reason for fighting is…

"My lovely junior—San San!"

Kurumi immediately showed a look of disgust when she heard this unreliable nun call her name so intimately.

"And what about Mio?"

After being pushed away by Kurumi, Nia looked around again, knowing that although Mio Takamiya had suffered a terrible blow, she had not returned to the critical point and was even here.

She neither disliked nor liked the elf who had granted her omniscience and eternal youth, but she sincerely wanted to see her again.

"Here it is."

Jagi pushed something in front of him.

It was none other than the Primordial Spirit, Mio Takamiya.

Although Mio Chonggong was still breathing weakly while suspended in mid-air, she kept her eyes closed, like a dejected teddy bear, silent and unyielding, neither struggling nor resisting. Jagi's hands showed no sign of exerting any force, as if he had simply lifted her up casually in front of him.

In fact, Mio Takamiya had tried to break free before, but each time she was interrupted by Jagi, who seemed to have a premonition. Later, he simply used acupressure techniques to control her directly.

Elves? What happened to the elves?
Since they all look like human beings, he figured he could probably click on them, and that clicking on them would probably be useful.

As it turned out, he was right. "His skin looks so good!"

Nia curiously poked the cheek of Mio Takamiya, who was enjoying a baby-like sleep, as if she were playing with a life-size doll. However, this girl, who was only five years old, was their nominal "mother".

"Have you seen enough?"

"Enough."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

"I still don't understand."

Erya frankly admitted.

She only saw a super Beidou human attacking the elves with heavy blows and randomly firing laser cannons, but she couldn't retrieve his thoughts.

"Now you should know that Mio Takamiya is the source of the Eurasian space catastrophe... We must stop this from happening, we must change history! We must change the course of the 'story' from the very beginning."

"you?"

Erya asked, puzzled.

"Yes, Kurumi and I are together. Only with her abilities can we change the past."

"Kurumi's abilities? What are her angels? Is it the holy sound of bells, the elegant world, or the kind crimson... Could you elaborate on which one?"

Erya asked curiously.

"Have you been reading too much of the manga 'Ah! My Goddess'?"

Jagi immediately picked up on the joke, referring to the three main female characters "Beldandy," "Skult," and "Uld," from the currently popular manga "Ah! My Goddess," who are described as "angels." This is a joke that can only be used in this era.

Otherwise, their conversation would probably have turned into "Icarus," "Nymph," and "Astria" discussing "Heaven's Lost Property."

Although both are based on the "sudden death" theme.

"Aren't you supposed to know everything? Why don't you look it up yourself?"

Kurumi, failing to catch their joke, snorted and retorted sharply.

But her body honestly summoned "Divine Armor - Third Edition" and "Zfk's Emperor," staring at Nia, who was laughing and joking, with her golden eyes marked with clocks.

"If you check everything, life becomes really boring... Besides, if I'm going to look, I'll see right through you, down to the last detail, even what kind of panties you're wearing today~ Hehehe"

Despite her beautiful appearance, Nia revealed a lewd and strange laugh that made Methyl and Kurumi involuntarily back away, their hair standing on end.

"Hey, can you be normal for once... Kurumi's ability is to reverse time!"

"...That can't be right, can it?"

Even in this era before time-manipulation abilities became commonplace, Nia, an unknown manga artist, keenly spotted the flaw: "If you succeed, the entire past will be altered, and it should already be affected—the Eurasian Great Aerial Disaster in history no longer exists, no one will remember it, the battle you just had with Mio will not exist, and this conversation between us will not exist either... Even if the 'process' of history changes, its 'outcome' will not change."

"In other words, at this very moment, when everything already exists and is established, you have already failed."

Erya made an accurate judgment.

The past influences the present; it's a very simple principle. Time is a closed loop. If they had succeeded, the tragedy would never have happened in the first place, and everything that Mio Takamiya experienced would no longer exist.

"No, that's not right."

Jagi looked troubled; he found it difficult to explain this to Nia Honjo. "While you're right, the story is indeed a closed loop with a beginning and an end, it should be so, it should be so..."

"But my existence, this person from another world who can jump between different worlds at any time, is equivalent to drilling a hole in the timeline of this world, forcibly inserting a 'me,' causing the closed loop of the 'story' to be broken. The past, present, and future are no longer certain in this universe... It's like a roll of film; everything that was already recorded was torn up by my tangible hand, and then I took the blank roll of film and covered the original history with a brand new timeline."

Jia initially wanted to use trendy terms like "quantum recording fixed tape" and "the world's corrective force" to describe it, but considering that even mushrooms hadn't yet emerged in this era, he gave up on the idea.

"You mean..." After a few seconds of thought, Nia came to her conclusion: "Your existence will create a parallel world independent of the main timeline, and then overwrite it? It really is something only someone from another world could do..."

"Wait, what are you talking about..."

Kurumi's academic performance is quite good, and she has even mastered time-related abilities, but she still feels dizzy about what the two of them are discussing.

"To put it simply, consider this as me raping the world."

"Simple enough," Erya gave him a thumbs up.

"Why...why did you go to such lengths to help me?"

A strange, dejected female voice rang out; it was obviously not Kurumi, as she hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

The speaker was Mio Takamiya.

She maintained her doll-like posture, looking at the two "spirits" she had created with inorganic eyes, but the person she was asking the question to was the man behind her.

"Were you conscious the whole time?"

Kurumi exclaimed in surprise, while Mio nodded calmly.

"Don't joke around, I'm not doing this to help you! Haven't I already said it? Good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished..."

Jia Ji pulled Chong Gongmiao to a position facing him, staring fiercely at her eyes, which were usually dull and lifeless, but now seemed to hold something more.

"Although you, a five-year-old girl, have been doing some wrong things, the people I know, such as Shinji Takamiya, his sister Mana, and his sister's friends, are all good people who would not hesitate to lend a helping hand to strangers. They are 'good people who would risk their lives to make a wish for bread for a child.' And there are so many people who died during this time, so many people, who did not receive the reward they deserved!"

"I've already taught 'evil' a lesson with my fists, but 'good' still hasn't been rewarded. In other words—I'm not here to save you, but to save them!"

Jia Ji put Chong Gongmiao down, crossed his arms, looked down at her from above, and let out a cool "humph".

"Helping you is just a side thing, don't misunderstand!"

Thank goodness it's this day and age, otherwise Erya would definitely have suddenly realized and said something like—

"So this guy is a tsundere."

(End of this chapter)