Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

Countless thoughts were exchanging ideas in a chaotic manner, as calm as an ocean with turbulent undercurrents.

Even though he existed in a near-spiritual form, he felt a warm current coming from a part of his chest.

It seems that artificial spirit origins are constantly at work.

In that hazy, indistinct sea of ​​consciousness where nothing could be heard, some voices suddenly became clear.

And some scenes were presented to him.

It was a modern office, completely enclosed with no windows, where a group of people were sitting around a conference table discussing something.

"I told you so! We should have intervened when Chaldea went to suppress the Kansai Spellcasting Association!"

There was an argument.

"Hmph, I say, Kakain, do you think we don't know what you're up to? When you came up with this idea, you just wanted to completely subdue Tsuchimikado, who is also an Onmyoji."

"It's better than you people who think you have more face and just let Chaldea suppress the Kansai Spellcasting Association, right? This is terrible now, the problem has become too big to handle."

"Hehe... Director Hanakain, that's not a fair argument. It's as if we were capable of dealing with [Fire Calamity] back then. Even if we couldn't obtain the extraordinary potion and the technology to break through limits, it would still be better than suffering heavy losses in the face of the enemy's strength."

"This is appeasement!"

"It's better than you guys dreaming of some pointless, superhuman monopoly all day long! Look for yourselves, the analysts have all concluded that unless you wage a city-wide annihilation war regardless of cost, there's no way to defeat them. Even so, they still have more than a 30% chance of winning, and that's without even taking into account the magician's abilities."

In her spirit form, Fujimaru Ritsuka practically became a bystander, watching the blurry scene unfold from beginning to end.

Judging from their conversation, it seemed to be a meeting at a secret location of the Special Affairs Bureau, discussing the situation of Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others. The scene he was seeing quickly blurred, but he gleaned the definite message from the several high-ranking officers who were arguing and almost coming to blows: they had given up, they were quitting, they were just going to lie down and give the money to buy them some perfume.

This special affairs bureau is quite interesting.

The previous scene had just disappeared when the next one appeared, and he saw a dilapidated mountain village.

In the center of the mountain village, there was a tire mark that was clearly charred by flames, and the surrounding land also showed signs of tearing, as if someone had rudely barged into the village.

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a little guilty: Wasn't this the place where she passed by and discovered a Tsuchigumo (earth spider) preparing to emerge and harm people?

I remember they stormed in back then and destroyed several houses. What's the situation now? An execution?

Unexpectedly, in the next scene, several families gathered together, placed offerings in front of a simple stone tablet, and prayed devoutly.

"Lord Tsuga, the God of Fire, do you thank me for your protection?" Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a little embarrassed but also secretly pleased.

Next, a series of scenes flashed by: the gratitude of those who had helped, the complaints of those who had sheltered, the retreat of those who had harbored ill intentions, and the shady dealings of those who had business in mind.

It even began to flash through my mind not only during the period when I transformed into [Fire Calamity], but also through people I had helped in the past, and people I had interacted with in the past.

At that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka had a flash of inspiration and realized something: "Is this the trace I left in this world?"

However, at this moment, some strange images flashed across the light screen, and Fujimaru Ritsuka held her breath: "What is this?"

Before he could look for much longer, he seemed to have vanished from that profound and indescribable world.

When he came to his senses, he was already in the Chaldea training ground, and Luna was standing in front of him, enthusiastically drawing something on his face.

Hibiki Sakura, who had appeared out of nowhere, was still cheering her on: "Yes, draw one more stroke of the beard..." She shrank her neck, already aware that Ritsuka Fujimaru's expression had changed.

"You had a lot of fun drawing, didn't you?!"

“Yes!” Luna said without wavering.

"Shall I draw one for you too?"

"sure!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka snatched the marker, intending to add a mustache to Luna, but then lost interest when she saw Luna's non-resisting expression.

Ugh, I need to change this damn obsession with looks. With such a beautiful face, nothing I put on looks good.

Fujimaru Ritsuka shamelessly gave himself a plausible reason, completely ignoring his intention to take action if Luna dared to resist.

It's not fun to train a salted fish that's been sitting around all day.

"Captain, I'm sorry I couldn't stop Miss Luna. That beard must be hard to wash off. Let Abigail give you a good scrub tonight!" Abigail volunteered, pretending to be concerned as she took a bath with Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Fujimaru Ritsuka was very relieved; she truly was her sweetheart.

Feeling sorry for her little darling, Fujimaru Ritsuka decisively touched her face with her hand. The crimson flames felt as smooth as a towel, easily wiping away the strokes on her face.

A hundred martial arts skills, this is the [Fire Calamity]! It can also be called [Kagoto-no-Mikoto]! This is my newly acquired skill, isn't it amazing!

Fujimaru Ritsuka put her hands on her hips, looking smug.

Abigail opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

216. Time to flip the table!

Although an unexpected incident occurred that Abigail did not want to see, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had just gained new abilities, still enthusiastically demonstrated her new abilities to everyone and familiarized herself with her new enhancements.

The strength of his body has increased by about 30% compared to before, and it is close to a comprehensive increase, including magic power.

This seems to be more beneficial than Yukino and the others fusing with artificial spirit origins. But that's not the point.

The key is the new ability - [Kagutsuchi].

The so-called Kagutsuchi is the last deity born from Izanagi and Izanami, the direct source of most of the gods of Takamagahara in Japanese mythology.

Because this deity was a natural fire god, he delivered a real, internally burning attack to Izanami's most sensitive parts at birth, causing his mother to die in childbirth.

He was subsequently beheaded by the enraged Izanagi with the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi.

Therefore, although he was not called the God of Calamity, he was indeed the first god to bring disaster and death.

He is also the first god-slayer in Japanese mythology, the one who caused the first death.

Specifically, regarding the skills I possess, they include a significant advantage against gods, especially primordial mother goddesses, as well as an amplification of the power and control over fire-based abilities.

Once again, after Fujimaru Ritsuka blasted the Crimson Lotus Flame into a spectacular fireworks display in the air, he began to ponder the reason why he had gained the skill: why was he able to obtain a new ability while Yukino and the others could not?

If we make a bold assumption, there are only a few directions.

Firstly, he inherited the skill [Flame] from Senji Muramasa, and it was an exceptional EX-rank skill, which to some extent surpassed the abilities of ordinary Servants;

Secondly, in the past day, it acted arrogantly and rampantly in the Chiba-Osaka-Nagoya area, and from a strategic threatening perspective, deliberately leaked the truth. This caused the legend of itself as the "Calamity of Fire" to circulate throughout the most densely populated areas of Japan;

Thirdly, there was the state of sinking into the sea of ​​consciousness of all beings. After questioning Yukino and the others, it was discovered that the scenes they saw and the things they experienced were far more profound than their state at the time, which may be related to the reason why they traveled here back then.

After briefly discussing these matters with everyone, they were both happy for Fujimaru Ritsuka and a little sad.

They also wanted to make rapid progress like Fujimaru Ritsuka, and none of them wanted to hold back in the upcoming, undoubtedly brutal battle.

"Hey, you bunch of idiots, don't you understand?" Fujimaru Ritsuka felt they were getting a little stuck in their own ways, and she was exasperated. "Use your strong skills as a breakthrough point, and then find a way to spread your reputation—but strive to make it one that people can believe in. And the third step is likely to be positively correlated with the achievements you make. In that case, maybe you can take a gamble."

After Fujimaru Ritsuka put it that way, everyone felt they had found a new direction. They excitedly gathered together, chattering for a while, and came to the same conclusion: to do live streaming.

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Hmm? Wait a minute, how did you guys come up with such an outrageous idea...? Hmm, it seems pretty much the same.

Fujimaru Ritsuka sensed a subtle hint of reliability within this seemingly unreliable idea, so she didn't try to stop them.

A large group of people immediately rushed up to the third floor of the mansion and went directly to find Yang Nai.

I felt a moment of silence for Yang Naijie's rest today.

Fujimaru Ritsuka let out a breath, finally feeling her body protesting against her.

He had been running around non-stop for almost 24 hours, relying entirely on magic and energy potions to keep going. Now, after receiving the enhancement of an artificial spirit origin and discovering the new abilities of Muramasa Tomokari, he was finally starting to feel the strain.

However, since even Luna, who doesn't have any needs, went to join in the fun, then this time no one will bother me. It's eight o'clock, time to touch her.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the sun high in the sky and went back to her room to sleep.

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The sixth day since the pillar reaching to the heavens was raised in East Asia.

On this day, the sun still rose, but the people of the earth were suffering terribly.

The endless stream of bizarre occurrences has long ceased to be mere idle talk for ordinary people; it has become an accident akin to a natural disaster.

Besides the official forces, there are also various hunters who are on the front lines fighting against the strange creatures, all for materials or bounties.

Aside from the United States, which is already half-collapsed and whose lottery draw frequency has increased, and the Celestial Empire, whose land has been transformed by the Tower of Babel, all the countries on Earth are in a state of utter chaos.

The only interesting thing is that, within the area covered by Gayo in Japan, the situation was unexpectedly still within a controllable range, prompting other countries to follow suit.

But today's document has caused all official forces on Earth that still have control over the situation to temporarily set aside their daily affairs.

The meeting space of the [Innovation Council] was opened as a virtual platform built by superhumans from both the mechanical and informational sides.

One by one, well-known figures went online, as did other extraordinary organizations and forces from the private sector. The entire virtual space lit up considerably.

"It seems... they have absolutely no intention of getting involved over there?" Violet, now the Chief Knight of the Round Table of Britain, looked at the dimly lit spot without any regard for the atmosphere.

The others were a bit speechless: Even if you know, you shouldn't tell anyone!

That dark spot either belongs to the US government or private organizations, or it belongs to China.

The five permanent members of the UN Security Council are practically missing a large portion of their strength this time.

After waiting for quite a while, a few American organizations finally lit up their screens, but seeing their haggard appearances, it was clear that the situation was not optimistic.

A minute later, no one seemed inclined to show up anymore.

The meeting officially began with the lighting up of the host's image in the center.

However, for some small organizations that were not particularly well-informed and only came after receiving a meeting notification pushed by the Innovation Association platform, this video left them somewhat bewildered.

This girl is quite pretty, but why is she the one hosting?

Even if two of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council were to leave, why didn't the Russians send a beautiful and well-proportioned Russian woman instead?

Some eyes secretly glanced at the Russian bear spokesperson in the front row, only to see a solemn expression on his face.

Yukinoshita adjusted the microphone, feeling a shiver run through her body.

It wasn't fear, but rather excitement.

Although she hesitated a bit about her younger sister's and others' requests, and even felt a bit like it was a game of make-believe, she only felt a fire burning in her heart.

Is power a corrupting wine that erodes the will? Yes, it is. But the thrill of having the entire planet dancing in your palm is simply the ultimate high!

But at this moment, she didn't hesitate at all: "To make a long story short, I know that everyone, including those from the United States, is going through all kinds of trials, but I'll waste a few minutes of your time here."

She paused for a moment, then said something that was truly earth-shattering: