The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Just like Rin, Luvia, who was wrapped in a bath towel and looked very unhappy, opened the bathroom door and barged in.

The veins on her forehead were bulging; she was extremely unhappy about the two of them monopolizing the bathtub.

It was the arrival of the mansion's owner that caused Kiana to swallow back the words she was about to utter, words she had mustered the courage to say.

"What's wrong? What were you trying to say?" Lin asked, puzzled. She reached out and gently touched the little girl's face with the back of her hand. "Are you out of your mind from soaking in the water? Let's go out together."

"No, no, no! It's okay, I can actually soak a little longer..."

"Yes, a wise decision, Kiana."

Luvia, appearing out of nowhere, tossed her beautiful golden curls and echoed in her haughty tone:

"Skin care is an essential course for any lady, and keeping skin moisturized is a crucial method. If anyone feels their skin is beyond saving, they can simply leave, and we can continue our bar visit."

"What did you say? Bread roll, what did you just say?"

Being inexplicably called out, Rin was furious again. She angrily shielded Kiana, then tried to persuade her:

"Anyway, my skin is better than some people who take care of their skin every day, even without skincare!"

"What did you say?"

Enraged, Luvia threw off her towel and squeezed into the bathtub, making the otherwise spacious tub feel a little cramped.

Even in this constrained and frustrating situation, Rin and Luvia continued their tit-for-tat confrontation.

They stretched out their slender hands with all their might, intertwining their fingers tightly, and then used every ounce of strength to try and squeeze the other person out of the bathtub.

Unfortunately, they were all affected by Ilya and didn't get enough rest.

Ultimately, in the end, the two of them had to take turns running face to face, but neither of them could beat the other.

Their childish antics only made Kiana, who was already somewhat dizzy, even more confused.

"It feels...so comfortable, but being squeezed in the middle...ugh! It's so hard to breathe...whew...it's so uncomfortable!"

Ultimately, Kiana, overwhelmed by the pressure, fainted.

"Kiana? What's wrong?!"

Kiana?! Are you alright?!

Seeing that the little girl had fainted from soaking in the bath, the two who were originally at odds had no choice but to temporarily put aside their hatred and work together to get Kiana out of the bathtub.

This process is neither particularly complex nor particularly simple.

In short, after a lot of effort, the two of them finally managed to get Kiana back to her room.

After taking remedial measures, Rin and Luvia felt there was no point in lingering any longer, so they each said a few sarcastic remarks before parting ways and returning to their respective rooms to rest.

...

Time slips away bit by bit.

One day, at Homurahara Academy.

As the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class, the students, who had been eagerly awaiting the end of get out of class after being immersed in dry, boring knowledge, immediately stood up.

Amidst the extremely angry gazes of their teachers, they might be chatting with friends, exercising, or going out to water the flowers together.

Among these students, one student had a completely different purpose from the others.

"Hi! Illya, and Kiana, are you getting along well?"

"Um... I guess that's fair."

When female classmates approach her to talk, Ilya usually gives an awkward smile and brushes them off with a "okay?"

This time will be no exception.

After successfully getting rid of her classmate, Ilya sighed softly, then mustered her courage and turned to look at the little girl who was struggling to flip through her textbook.

"Um... how have you been since last time, Kiana...?"

"Ok?"

Kiana, who was on the verge of collapse from being tormented by the knowledge in books, heard someone ask her a question and immediately responded to Illya as if she had found a way out of her predicament:

"That's great, Ilya. How about you?"

"Hmm...I...I feel a little..." Ilya turned her gaze to Miyu, who was sitting not far away but hadn't spoken to her for a long time...

Sentimental Magical Girls (Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya): Chapter Seventeen - Some Thoughts I Want to Tell You

Seeing that Ilya looked away, Kiana quickly realized that something was on her mind, otherwise she wouldn't have been so hesitant in her speech.

As for what it was, it was undoubtedly the various encounters I had in the Mirror World a few days ago.

Although he was on the other side of the battlefield dealing with some unknown clone of Hassan, he was able to sense the crisis and the environment.

Kiana was able to clearly understand just how much power Ilya had unleashed at that moment.

Fortunately, this happened within the Mirror World. If such fluctuations had occurred in the real world, the Church or the Magicians' Guild would likely have sent people to investigate.

"Is she still blaming herself?"

Uncontrolled forces are a double-edged sword; they can harm others as well as oneself.

Having ventured into areas she shouldn't have known, Ilya was clearly caught in a dilemma.

If you choose to continue collecting cards, you will inevitably face danger again, and once again face the danger of potentially harming your companions.

However, giving up at this point might bring peace of mind, but doing so...

Can she feel at ease?

Kiana didn't think Ilya was someone who only cared about her own feelings. Although she had the usual thoughts of a young girl, she also had a pure and flawless heart.

Otherwise, after affecting her companions and being reprimanded by Miyu, she wouldn't have left feeling guilty...

"Ilya, are you really alright?"

"Hmm, I'm alright, don't worry too much about me, Kiana. By the way... were you injured that day?"

"Huh? Me?"

"Yes, let me see..."

With that, Illya left her seat with great concern and began to check Kiana's injuries.

It would have been better if she hadn't investigated; what she found shocked her.

The petite and adorable white-haired girl had many abrasions on her arms and knees, and even a faint mark on her cheek from a sharp blade.

The reason why her injuries haven't been noticed despite her condition is largely because...

She didn't cry or make a fuss; it seemed she was holding back her tears...

"It's all because of me that Kiana is like this..."

Thinking of this, Ilya hugged Kiana with some remorse and whispered apologies and comforting words in her ear:

"I'm sorry, Kiana... I shouldn't have dragged you into this. Does it hurt? Don't hold it in. If it hurts, just cry it out..."

"Huh? Uh..."

Kiana was somewhat surprised to be held in Ilya's arms.

Feeling the girl's slightly excessive grip, she reached out and gently stroked the other's back, softly comforting her, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine..."

"really?"

Ilya snapped out of her daze and stared into those azure eyes, asking a question.

"Well, really."

"Hehe, that's great."

After receiving Kiana's affirmation, Illya finally felt relieved and smiled.

Seeing that she seemed to have finally recovered, Kiana stared at that gentle smile tinged with a sigh of helplessness for a long time, lost in thought...

Ilya is now essentially forced to disconnect from the team. Although she will rejoin the team afterward, there will inevitably be some uncertainties.

With his involvement, it seems that everything will inevitably change.

Take, for example, the issue of Assassin cards.

Rin should have naturally gotten her hands on the card, but for various reasons... she ended up keeping it herself.

This may not be a huge change in the overall plot, but it is a small variable that cannot be ignored.

Unless there's a compelling reason, it's best to set things right...

Thinking of this, Kiana rolled her azure eyes, then stood on tiptoe and whispered in Illya's ear:

"Sister Ilya?"

"Huh? What...what's wrong, Kiana?"

When the little girl breathed into her ear, Ilya immediately blushed.

She suddenly covered her ears, then stared at the little guy with a look of amazement.

"Hmm? This is..."

As a result, under her gaze, Kiana slowly handed over the card in her hand.

Upon closer inspection, Ilya realized that this was the very class card she had been searching for.

"Huh? Why are you in your hands, Kiana? What's going on here...?"

"Um, actually..."

After much deliberation, Kiana decided to return the Class Card to Illya.

It wasn't because of any selfish motives; I simply felt that the reason that battle ended so suddenly was mainly due to Ilya's berserk state.

In terms of merit, I only played a role in the final cleanup, but I took away the card that everyone cared about most.

This seems somewhat unfair.

Kiana then made up her mind and returned the card to Illya.

The final ownership of the cards depends on her at most.