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Chapter 386 Mirages are like fairy tales
"Ah..."

A slight groan, like a sigh, echoed in the air.

A beautiful girl with black hair covering her left eye suddenly appeared out of the void amidst a ripple that spread like water, as if it were some kind of supernatural event.

"You're back..."

With a gentle flick of his fingers through his hair, the heterochromatic left eye, gleaming with an inorganic golden light, revealed a tiny clock face where the hour hand was spinning wildly counter-clockwise, like a tape rewinding at breakneck speed.

The girl, dressed in a red and black Lolita-style dress, rubbed her temples, which were aching from excessive stress, still unable to shake off the thoughts from five years ago.

The location is the school.

It's a school the girl is very familiar with, the Anzakura Girls' Academy, where she has studied for the past few years.

As dusk fell, the school became eerily quiet during the after-school hours, yet it also gave off a strange sense of relaxation.

Time, as she perceived it, hadn't passed much; it was probably only about a day.

The girl frowned, looking around at the situation. After a few seconds, she breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw the familiar scenery.

The time-manipulating spirit dispelled her magical attire, reverting to her classic JK (high school girl) outfit of a sailor uniform and pleated skirt, and then casually strolled down the street.

The destruction and impact that the city suffered from the great war between the Primordial Elves and the aliens has completely disappeared. The cracked earth, the shattered buildings, and the panicked residents have all returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened.

Just like a storm, thunderstorm, or tornado howling past, suddenly the noise of the world subsides.

"It seems that although it's quite reckless, it's actually not bad..."

The distortion of causality, the creation of variables and the butterfly effect, under the corrective force of history, led the world into an unknown realm that the girl was unaware of.

Unfortunately, no one knows what kind of enormous impact those 150 million people would have had on the world if they hadn't died but continued to live and work smoothly.

Moreover, to be honest, that person never told her any specific plans or arrangements, neither the general direction nor the details. It was as if he just did whatever came to mind, acting arbitrarily and recklessly.

Before the spiritual power of the Twelfth Bullet (Yud·Bet) was exhausted, Jagi dragged her to do something that had absolutely no meaning.

Naturally, Kurumi couldn't help but feel worried about what her era would become, fearing that everything she knew would change.

Fortunately, while the Twelfth Bullet (Yud·Bet) requires a greater amount of spiritual power, it also has its advantages.

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Multiple versions of yourself can exist at the same time. Once the effect expires, you will immediately return to the future, instead of being forced to stay in the past and wait for time to pass.

If the world line is altered, the personality and memories of those who used the Twelfth Bullet will directly replace the personality and memories of the new world. There will be no time paradox in the conventional sense, nor will there be a fragmentation principle or memory confusion between the two identical beings.

But because of this, she has to explore and figure out what changes have actually occurred in the world.

"Kurumi-kun? What are you doing here?"

Seemingly lost in thought, Kurumi Tokisaki didn't realize someone was approaching from behind. She was initially surprised, but then relaxed—the familiar voice belonged to her friend, Sawa Yamada.

"Allah…"

The girl paused as soon as she uttered the strange interjection, realizing that she seemed to be greatly influenced by a certain blonde monster who liked to peep.

Shaking her head to clear her mind, the girl quickly put on a kind smile and looked back at Sawa Yamada.

"...Hmm, I just saved the world, and now I'm just looking for a place to rest..."

"Hoohoo, Kurumi still likes to joke around."

"Hey...don't you believe me?"

After Kurumi deliberately pretended to cry, Yamada Sawa was instantly at a loss for what to do and frantically tried to explain.

Kurumi pretended to cry while giggling. It seems that she was infected by someone's bad taste this time. It's really interesting to see her friend's flustered expression.

--"fortunately."

Once Yamada Sawa realized that Kurumi was just playing around with her, she burst out laughing, her eyes and lips curving into a smile.

"Fortunately what?" she pressed.

Fortunately, even though the world has changed, we are still friends.

Kurumi Tokisaki smiled sincerely and walked briskly towards Sawa Yamada, gently taking her hand. "Let's go."

………………

The next few days passed peacefully without any incident or trouble.

With enough effort, Kurumi Tokisaki could easily capture the changes that had occurred in the world during the five years she had missed.

Yes, first of all, the spacequakes disappeared.

Whether it was the Eurasian space disaster that swept across several countries, or the space earthquake that occurred in Japan a few months later and wiped out the area from southern Tokyo to northern Kanagawa Prefecture, or the small-scale space disasters that occurred around the world, they have all completely disappeared from history, and there is no record of them in any books or materials.

Only the appearance of a Spirit can cause a spacequake. Of course, the aftershocks of such a disaster can be controlled by the Spirit's will... Kurumi herself can actively control the spacequake.

Since there are no records of spacequakes, does that mean that "Sprites" will no longer appear?

With this question in mind, Kurumi continued watching.

The world situation is also within the normal range of change. The major powers have not rashly started man-made disasters because of the disappearance of natural disasters—at least they have not turned into a state of war where all nuclear warheads have been deployed and are ready to be launched at any time to start a third world war.

To be honest, this is what Kurumi Tokisaki is most nervous about. She is actually very afraid that she will wake up one day to find that the whole earth has suddenly become a wasteland, with the sea dried up, the earth cracked, and then there are mohawks and road bikes everywhere, and she will be on the set of Mad Max.

Fortunately, the flapping of her little butterfly's wings only brought about a "small" storm, and did not destroy the entire human civilization.

The popular comics and literary works of today, as well as the fashion tastes of young girls, have changed slightly compared to what we remember, but they are still within an acceptable range, such as "should high school girls' skirts show their thighs?"

If we're talking about any anomalies that warrant special attention, then of course there are—

Driven by a secret curiosity, Tokisaki Kurumi deliberately declined Yamazusa Sawa's invitation to pet her cat, and instead spent a day at a manga store reading the famous fighting game, gaining a general understanding of its characters and plot.

"Yeah, I totally understand now... No wonder that guy is so ridiculously strong, because Fist of the North Star is invincible!"

Slowly closing the book, Kurumi Tokisaki blinked. As a spirit, her body didn't tire easily, but she still retained some small human habits. After finishing the main story, she finally corrected a previous misunderstanding—Fist of the North Star wasn't just an ordinary martial art! It was the ultimate, invincible, and strongest martial art!

If Jagi were practicing this kind of nonsensical martial arts and constantly pushing her own limits in endless battles, then it would be perfectly normal for her to be no match for her opponent.

With a compelling story, a trendy setting, and themes that resonate with the times, it's no wonder it's become a huge hit.

A sense of curiosity arose in the girl's heart, and she wanted to see what the world of Beidou would be like if none of this had happened.
But before that, she wanted to know why Jagi was the most popular character in Fist of the North Star for three consecutive years.

Also, in the author section, it says "Tetsuo Hara" and "Buronson", but in the assistant section, there is a "Souji Honjo"?
Something seems off. Nia seems to have told them that if he were to draw manga in the future, he would use the name "Honjou Souji" and start as a manga assistant.

She probably won't suddenly decide to draw these muscular, hand-to-hand combat works in this timeline, will she?
Kurumi followed this clue and discovered that the name "Honjou Souji" had already made a name for himself, appearing in various shonen manga, and most recently in a manga called "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure," and it seemed that he would soon begin his first serialization in JUMP.

"Fate is truly wondrous..."

However, Kurumi Tokisaki quickly came to terms with it, realizing that everything was simply a matter of fate. Just as she became a "hero of destiny," Nia Honjou became a "manga artist of destiny." For her, this outcome was quite good.

Besides that, there was one more thing she wanted to figure out—

"Mio, how are you doing these days?"

For her, it all happened in just a few days, but for Mio, five years have passed.

"If Mio hadn't continued her reckless behavior, then the artificial spirits wouldn't have reappeared, and 'I' would have lost my angelic powers and become a mortal."

The girl looked at the beings around her who had the same appearance as her, puzzled.

Each girl has jet-black hair that radiates a dazzling light, porcelain-white skin, alluring slightly red lips, and a glimpse of the Eye of a Clock.

Only a time-manipulating sprite could summon its counterpart from different timelines to achieve this.

"Yes, Vadashi."

"That's right, Vadashi."

"Should we go take a look?"

Is she still there?

……

A cacophony of voices and chatter arose. Although they were from different timelines, each of the Tokisaki Kurumi thought in a different way.

Everyone's age, mindset, and even their circumstances at the time are different, so their perspectives on problems will certainly be different as well.

This is what is meant by pooling wisdom from all sources.

"Then... let's go take a look..."

Soon, all the Tokisaki Kurumi fans reached a consensus…

"I made it~"

A sudden sound rang out, and before the words were even finished, hundreds of Tokisaki Kurumi had already jumped around in unison, pulled out their dual pistols, and looked warily at the person who had been eavesdropping on their conversation.

"who is it?"

Being interrupted from behind like that, no matter how many times it happens, Kurumi still can't accept it; it's completely shocking.

The space distorted slightly, and "something" of indeterminate age, gender, and physique appeared.

As if to cover up all external information, "that thing" was covered up like a mosaic.

--phantom
If we were to describe its appearance, this would be the most appropriate term.

"Have you forgotten, Kurumi-neechan?"

Kurumi realized she was acting a little strange to be able to see a pitiful expression through a pixelated image.

"Eh--?!"

Kurumi and the others couldn't help but widen their eyes.

What emerges from the mosaic is a beautiful adult woman, who appears to be around twenty-two or twenty-three years old. Her silver hair is meticulously tied up, and a small bear doll is placed in the pocket on her chest, which is arguably her most distinctive feature.

Judging from her appearance, the woman who appeared in front of Kurumi was significantly older than her. She could no longer be described as a girl; she was more like a mature working woman with an excellent figure and appearance, and she possessed an incredible aura.

But she insisted on referring to Kurumi as her older sister, and even spoke with a tone that suggested she knew her well, as if she were a larger version of her…

"Mio?"

"bingo!"

Mio, who had grown into a completely grown-up older sister, snapped her fingers and winked playfully at the astonished Kurumi. She was neither dejected nor depressed; her bright eyes shone with vitality and were filled with the excitement of seeing a long-lost friend.

"What exactly happened in those five years?"

Kurumi swallowed hard. She was completely confused about the current situation, but... it should be alright, right?
She stepped forward, poked "Takamiya Mio's" cheek to confirm her authenticity, and then sighed. She had just been about to look for her, but unexpectedly, the other party appeared beside her so beautifully.

Who taught her this spying skill? She looks so familiar.

However, no matter who you ask, it's never as fast as asking the person directly.

"Tell me, how have you been?"

Kurumi waved her hand, and all the other Tokisaki Kurumi were swallowed by shadows, leaving only one body on the scene.

That's a clone.

She was prepared to let her main body blend into other clones and distribute them to other places. Having learned her lesson once, she wouldn't fall into the same trap a second time.

Even if the urban beauty in front of her, "Takamiya Mio," wasn't as kind as she seemed and was preparing to attack her, she wouldn't be completely without a chance to call for backup.

Mio Takamiya seemed to have anticipated her question, and began, "It all started five years ago..."

(End of this chapter)