Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

Everyone who vaguely remembered the real Chaldea was stunned, staring at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was filled with optimism.

Even if they experience the memories of their Spirit Origin Master through a dream or Spirit Origin with a blurred perspective, they have more or less heard about, or even "personally" experienced, that great journey and witnessed the great achievements of Chaldea.

A guardian of humanity, a savior who will stop at nothing to salvage human history, an avenger?

Not to mention others, the two great magicians, on whom high hopes were placed, were almost burning with fighting spirit from the bottom of their hearts.

In the short span of time, the two of them used clandestine methods to extract the remaining traces of energy from Luna's body, but the result was utterly hopeless—they were certain, even just by observing, that they had no way to reach that level of energy.

Just as a person in a three-dimensional space can only use partial and figurative ideas to ponder the dimension of time, and can only use mathematical methods to calculate the other possible dimensions, that kind of depth may only exist in theory.

Approaching the very origin of everything, on this planet infected by spiritual particles, the difficulty is comparable to returning to the beginning of a miniature universe.

But now, a solution has been found, and it's ignited!

"Well then, we'll be going now. Oh, right, Luna, you're coming with us too."

"Wait a minute? No, I just got here. Can't I go shopping and have a date with Ritsuka?"

"Stop dawdling, or your aura will weaken! Hurry up! A bet is a bet, you promised to help us fight against the original."

"Fujimaru Ritsuka! Help me!"

212, Seven Pillars, Seven Seals, Seven Bride

For the first time, I had a real body that could move in reality, and I also had someone to date. These two joys should have brought a dreamlike, blissful time, but why...?

"Why do I have to be a guinea pig here?!"

Luna lay on the experimental platform, sulking.

"Okay, okay, this is just the beginning. You'll get used to it soon."

"?"

The one who uttered such nonsense was none other than Fujimaru Ritsuka.

In order to appease Luna and make her obedient, Lisa Lisa decisively turned around and tied up Fujimaru Ritsuka as well.

As she left, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt as if countless needles were piercing her back, and her heart sank into a chill.

I have a feeling that turning back might lead to serious trouble.

But no Kansai! This mere harassment? I already have a better plan!

The one who tied the knot must untie it; isn't the key to breaking the deadlock right in front of us?

Fujimaru Ritsuka came up with a plan and decided to postpone the mansion event.

Let's get started with "Extreme Moon Goddess, True Ancestor Luna Extermination Battle"!

Using the excuse that they might face the real Luna with similar abilities later, they could have Luna teach them a lesson.

Once your bodies can no longer handle it, you won't have time to overthink things.

Ultimately, it's because the current oppression isn't enough; the true nature of the problem remains unclear, and people are just wasting their time...

If Luna knew what he was thinking, she might jump off the lab table and yell, "Are you making fun of me?"

You don't pay for the date (referring to the time spent together), and you don't treat me to anything fun or delicious, but you're just trying to trick me into working 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week). Are you a dog?

However, Luna, who lacked the ability to eavesdrop on Fujimaru Ritsuka's thoughts, foolishly pressed Fujimaru Ritsuka for details about where to go, what to eat, and what to do next, even listing a bunch of things that were impossible to find.

"Fujimaru, we've almost finished collecting all the aura clung to Luna. Now we need to make the beacon. So, you and this little fool are useless now, hurry up and get going." Lisa and the others had been busy for an hour and finally freed the two of them.

"Wow, so fast! So amazing! Oh right, don't forget to keep accumulating artificial spirit cores and extraordinary potions."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was almost crying tears of joy—he was completely out of energy. Dealing with Luna and incidentally explaining things like the "century soup" and "Mother Sun Prayer"—all of which were completely nonexistent—had truly exhausted his brainpower.

But after being pushed out of the lab with Luna, he suddenly realized a problem: Now, are we going to be dragged out to the street?

Seeing Luna's eagerness to try, Fujimaru Ritsuka chose to act.

He lowered his eyes and said sadly, "Actually, Luna... Chiba City has been very depressed lately. Everyone has been under martial law for a while now because of all the strange things that have happened recently."

I was just kidding.

"Previously, no lights were allowed on the streets after 7 p.m., but now even during the day, the flow of people is restricted."

I was just kidding.

Luna stood there, stunned and heartbroken: "How could this happen..."

Seeing that her attack had worked and that she had completely fooled Luna, who was unaware of the situation, Fujimaru Ritsuka decided to continue her attack: "Actually, the main reason for this is the appearance of strange phenomena. And whether it's that country on the American continent or that major country in East Asia, both are experiencing a series of anomalies. How can people's livelihoods not be affected?"

This statement does have a touch of genuine feeling.

Although he had focused all his energy on preparing to forge the Muramasa, he still used his spare time to read the information that Yono had collected.

As expected, the situation in America spread widely online, and some cult members even began to spread doomsday doctrines in Japan. Some of the more extreme ones even obtained fragments of knowledge through secret channels and practiced small-scale death row initiation rituals.

But things are different now.

The reason why cults were able to make money in the past was, in a sense, because neither Shintoism nor Japanese Buddhism had enough power.

They've amassed enough wealth and cultivated good relationships with local officials and other people, so you mortal religious people shouldn't try to extort money from them.

However, these cult members have encountered religious figures who are now more assertive and forceful.

Anyone who dared to use the aliases of minor deities from Shintoism or Buddhism, or even fabricate aliases to spread their religion, was invariably crushed by the local forces possessing extraordinary abilities.

Among them, Gayok can be said to have played a leading role.

Within the original sphere of influence of the Kansai Spells Association, and in Chiba Prefecture, there are always some helpful, anonymous civilians who give these cult members a loving but firm lesson.

Occasionally, they might even encounter one or two lucky individuals with extraordinary abilities, but they were decisively buried under the sheer number of people.

Afterwards, the Special Affairs Bureau didn't even have time to investigate properly and could only accept the outcome. Then everyone realized this was also possible, and they all followed suit, dismantling some cult organizations and seizing a considerable amount of funds and supplies to replenish their resources.

As a result, the Japanese people would occasionally hear, or even witness, scenes of masters with their faces covered but not even bald heads fighting with cult members in the daytime and in the shadows.

With the increasingly frequent occurrence of bizarre events, everyone began to wonder if they had traveled into some kind of movie.

This is too exciting! This kind of life is a bit overwhelming.

When faced with a threat to their survival, even the usually stubborn and meticulous Japanese potters began to find ways to reduce their business hours while ensuring they didn't starve.

Both shopping mall stores and restaurants have reduced their operating hours.

Recently, a trend has even emerged, with many people starting to look for ways to become superhumans—because a restaurant has outrageously advertised itself as a superhuman, using the fact that its head chef is a superhuman as a gimmick, and it's open all day, shocking many onlookers.

Except for the last one, which she kept quiet to avoid being pestered by Luna to go out, all of these things were told to Luna by Fujimaru Ritsuka in detail.

Luna felt a surge of frustration: "I'm so angry! I rushed here so I could have some time to eat, drink, and have fun, and this is what happens?"

"What do you mean by 'having time'?" Fujimaru Ritsuka sensed something was amiss.

"Hmm... Ah, I don't need to explain anymore. Were they in such a hurry? It turns out they were only a little faster." Luna walked to an open space and looked up at the sky.

Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly followed, and then understood what Luna meant.

The magic circle for "Truth Exploration - Territory Forging" in the distant sky had disappeared. But what followed was a scene that challenged everyone's worldview even more.

At the horizon where the eye could see, a crimson line slowly emerged. Turning to look in other directions, six other crimson lines of varying lengths were also emerging.

At first, they were so fine that they were almost indistinguishable, and only those with superhuman physiques could observe them with their keen senses.

But not long after Luna and Fujimaru Ritsuka stepped out the door, the seven red lines began to expand like an inflating balloon, gradually forming a crimson pillar.

Astronomy enthusiasts with telescopes at home, as well as those at major observatories, have even been able to observe the main body of Stanley—a constantly growing and expanding spear. Some, with a bit of luck, have even observed what appears to be some majestic and terrifying "human" figures fused to the spear.

It's less like a human and more like a demon, or even a demon god.

Their bodies and faces appear not much different from humans, but they all possess strange features: some have dragon-like tails covered in malevolent scales, others have broken wings on their backs, some have two heads resembling those of crows, and still others have fly-like wings the size of a human...

So ordinary people who dared to look them in the eye felt a surge of intense desires welling up in their hearts at that moment, screaming and becoming utterly bizarre in broad daylight, causing a series of commotions.

The crimson spears seemed to grow endlessly, but then stopped at a certain point. And at the moment they ceased changing, the earth began to rumble and tremble.

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath. For some reason, he felt what seemed to be an earthquake in more than one place.

“There are seven earthquakes.” Luna explained, as if she had guessed his thoughts. “Small earthquakes have occurred at the foot of the highest peaks of the seven major tectonic plates. And they will continue until… that great power in East Asia is completely gone.”

"This is one of the omens. Seven brides were sacrificed, and a spear or yoke, transformed from the marks of the seven deadly sins and desires, was used to penetrate the space of reality and the deepest depths with the power of the seven rings, based on the power of the spiritual veins. Therefore, she will bring her divine kingdom to earth."

Luna looked westward. Above that great East Asian country, nearly a hundred white pillars of light were reflecting off the seven crimson pillars, creating a peculiar celestial phenomenon in the sky.

She couldn't help but pat her heavy heart with a happy smile and shrugged: "To be honest, knowing all this also shows that there were already signs of being infected by her before. It's really lucky that some country is implementing psionic ascension and detonating the event in advance, not giving her a chance to accumulate power. And it's also fortunate that you cut me, allowing me to become completely independent. Otherwise, you would only be able to find me in her intestines."

"Wait... so you guys have to go through your digestive system after you eat. So, even pretty girls poop?"

Luna's forehead bulged with veins: "You don't understand metaphors, do you? Wait until I learn all your swear words, then you'll know you're wrong!"

No, you're definitely overthinking it.

The swear words used in Japan are limited to a few phrases; instead, they are mostly expressed through personification and metaphor.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't waste any more words and pulled Luna along, running towards the training ground. As they walked, he spoke to Luna in a serious tone, "I'm saying, you should give us some training during this time. Our Chaldea's combat strength is pretty good right now, but we still lack some experience and lessons learned."

"Ugh, this is so boring. All this fighting and killing is no fun."

The way you're talking is ridiculous. Weren't you all excited and your eyes practically sparkling when you were fighting me?

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about it and roughly understood what she meant—it's no fun fighting if you can't go all out.

Even someone as dull-witted as her naturally understood how rare it was to be able to face Shiro Hime's immediate combat power at this moment.

If you hit too hard, it will definitely affect your condition at the time, but if you fight with your hands tied, it's not very interesting.

"Sigh... I was thinking of having the master chefs at Chaldea make you something delicious."

Without a sound, Luna's ears seemed to perk up.

There's hope; keep pushing!

"Speaking of the master chefs we invited, many of them are proficient in major cuisines around the world. One or two of them are even avid Chinese food enthusiasts. In the future, the Chinese dishes that we won't be able to eat may only be able to reproduce the authentic craftsmanship of the chefs, which are simply exquisite."

The corner of her coat was tugged, and Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped and looked back.

"Three meals..."

"No, only one meal. The chefs have to work too. We can't let them get tired."

"Then I'll add dessert too!"

"Then it's a deal, okay? One training session in exchange for a big meal, plus dessert, and we'll try to rotate them." Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly made a V-sign in her arms, looking quite pleased.