A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

“Using the excuse of returning to the original world, you go to bother many worlds, only to be bounced back again.” Miyamoto Musashi walked to Fujimaru Ritsuka’s side and rubbed Fou, who was perched on Fujimaru Ritsuka’s shoulder.

Fufu looked at Miyamoto Musashi with a complicated expression, "Fufu!"

"...When I occasionally come to this familiar world, I feel reluctant to leave and want to stay there for a long time. I don't want to return to the miserable reality. I don't want to face the options that are gradually disappearing."

Mashu looked at Musashi with pained eyes, her amethyst eyes filled with anguish. "How could this be... What did Miss Musashi mean when she said 'it's impossible to go to other worlds'..."

"...It means 'it will end here,' right? She will eventually meet this end." Sherlock Holmes picked up the conversation and sighed, "When I heard about her constitution in the frozen wasteland, I understood... 'Only that time in Shimousa, when she appeared in the same world.'"

"At that moment, I realized that Ms. Miyamoto's world-traveling ability wasn't limitless, but rather—"

"Don't talk about this now!" Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't accept this ending... she couldn't bear to let Musashi leave her.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Miyamoto Musashi with reluctance.

Miyamoto Musashi walked over and hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka tightly, a blush creeping onto his face. "Oh, stop making that scary face~☆"

Miyamoto Musashi held Fujimaru Ritsuka, whose body trembled uncontrollably and whose eyes were glistening with tears, and whispered in the girl's ear, "—But thank you. Thank you for being so angry for me. But this is my karma, my stage, my incurable nature!"

“Fujimaru Ritsuka… Now that we’ve forged a bond, let me finish this final task!” Miyamoto Musashi released his embrace of Fujimaru Ritsuka and said softly, “Yes, that’s right! My journey ends here! My opponent is the Great Machine God floating in the heavens beyond, and I have no regrets!”

Miyamoto Musashi drew his twin swords, gripping them tightly in both hands. His burning gaze was fixed on Chaos in the distance as he shouted, "Having reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, I have decided to strive for an even greater level!"

"Miyamoto Musashi, whose journey never stops! He's prepared for this!! Yay~!"

Miyamoto Musashi prepared to go alone to confront the terrifying Chaos.

She wants to smash the window and lock Chaos in another universe.

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In the interstellar city of Olympus, Fujimaru Ritsuka is in the underground alliance timeline.

Fujimaru Ritsuka hugged Miyamoto Musashi tightly, saying in an extremely reluctant tone...

She said, "Musashi-chan... do you know... if you disappear... I will never be able to see you again."

Sherlock Holmes added, "...the kind that can't be summoned again."

"There's no way... this is my end. I can no longer travel to other worlds." Miyamoto Musashi nuzzled Fujimaru Ritsuka's soft cheek, gently comforting her, "As long as Chaos appears, I will definitely stop it and protect you all!"

"Fou!" Fou's cute little eyes were fixed on Miyamoto Musashi. A lot of magic power had accumulated in her body. This was the magic power accumulated from the four Lostbelts.

Pirate world.

"How is this possible... Could this be a deliberate arrangement by the suppressor???" Having learned of the existence of willpower from the cloaked man's words, Sengoku sensed something was wrong. How could it be such a coincidence...?

How could it be that Miyamoto Musashi's final world was in the interstellar city of Olympus?

If her final destination is in the previous world.

Now no one has a solution for Chaos.

"Something's not right, it's very strange. Since we're fighting against powerful enemies like the alien gods and the Lostbelt kings, the world's consciousness shouldn't reject powerful forces." Vice Admiral Tsuru had already learned some information about this world.

“No wonder that mysterious cloaked man was protecting Miyamoto Musashi. It seems this guy… already knows what will happen in the future. How terrifying.” Garp said solemnly. The cloaked man had said he would protect him at least until they reached the Lostbelt in the Atlantic.

Kaido was completely dumbfounded. His supposedly superior defense and immortality were utterly insignificant in front of Chaos.

He couldn't even withstand the attacks from the previous few gods.

Kaido began to doubt his own strength; how could the difference between worlds be so vast?

"Kurara!!! Don't blink, you little ones! Witness it, witness with all your might the legendary swordsman's strike!" Whitebeard laughed, his muscles bulging.

Hawkeye gripped his black sword tightly in his right hand, ready to wait for Miyamoto Musashi to unleash his ultimate sword strike.

The Lupin III world.

"Go! I am Ishikawa Goemon, the thirteenth generation successor, and I will witness your earth-shattering sword strike!!" Ishikawa Goemon's blood was boiling with excitement as he eagerly anticipated and longed to see Miyamoto Musashi unleash that sword strike.

Just how powerful will this sword strike be?!

Wielding a sword forged by humans in human form, defeat the enemy far away in the heavens.

Life in a Different World from Zero.

Reinhard van Astreya looked at the sword in his hand.

Even with this sword... and all the protection he possesses, he probably still can't do what Miyamoto Musashi wants to do...

"If I were to appear in the Atlantic Lostbelt... even with the ability to resurrect infinitely, I still wouldn't be able to fight Chaos. Swordsmanship... can swordsmanship really close such a massive cosmic rift???" Subaru wanted to believe in Miyamoto Musashi, but... even fighting Zeus had been this difficult before.

Now that we're closing the cosmic rift, can swordsmanship really harm something that's... invisible to the naked eye?

“Fujimaru Ritsuka-san… must be feeling terrible. She’s heartbroken to leave Musashi… but someone has to face this, to resolve the impending disaster,” Rem said, her voice heavy with sorrow.

Why is it that every time the end is about to come?

Fujimaru Ritsuka's only remaining companion is Mashu.

All the other heroic spirits have disappeared.

This is how it is when crossing a vast ocean.

Even now in the interstellar city... it's still the same.

Echidna's beautiful eyes gazed longingly at Miyamoto Musashi; she wanted to know all of Miyamoto Musashi's stories and secrets.

What exactly is the Zero Realm?

The world of Gintama.

"It's over...it's over. Can Musashi really succeed???" Shimura Shinpachi said, his glasses falling to the floor, his voice trembling.

"I believe in Musashi! If Musashi says she can do it, then she definitely can!" Kagura wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth and said firmly.

"Woof woof woof!!" Dingchun nodded in agreement.

Sakata Gintoki crossed his arms, his expression serious.

He was about to witness a legendary swordsman surpass himself and reach a dream realm that no swordsman or samurai could ever reach.

Rurouni Kenshin World.

"Sword Saint who has reached the Zero Realm... I will witness it until the very last moment!" Kenshin Himura stared intently at Miyamoto Musashi on the screen, watching the surging sword intent erupting from the Sword Saint Musashi.

Kaoru Kamiya's beautiful eyes trembled. "Really... really can Chaos fail???"

She had never seen such space life before.

This colossal object is like the sun itself.

Is this really... an enemy that humans can defeat?

The timeline of Kara no Kyoukai.

“I’ll kill even a god for you to see… but my dagger can’t cut through the window.” Ryougi Shiki looked surprised as she stared at Miyamoto Musashi, the female sword saint, who stood at the front of Storm Border.

Aozaki Aoko held a cigarette, the same brand as the one used by Shishikage Kairi, between her fingers. "Now, the suppression will definitely be adjusted accordingly."

Next, the power of restraint will witness the legend of Miyamoto Musashi.

It's time for the sword.

"Countless people in the world would surely yearn for the appearance of Musashi's siblings," said Kokutou Senka, lying on her bed, looking at the image on the ceiling.

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"We're too late!" Gordruf sat on the Storm Border, finally arriving at the high altar after defeating numerous Olympian guards. "Phew, finally we're above the Great Temple!!"

Storm Border is entirely silver-white.

Under the dazzling light of Chaos in space, it appeared in the video footage.

The Storm Border was long and sleek, with a high-tech fuselage and six jet engines at the rear that spewed endless blue flames, propelling the ship rapidly toward the Great Altar.

"Ha ha ha! Zeus's thunder is nothing to fear!! Don't even think about taking my navel!" Goldruff laughed loudly, touching his navel with his right hand. "After a fierce aerial battle with the Zeus terminal that was trying to stop us from approaching the Great Temple, reinforcements have now made their grand entrance!!"

“Storm Border!!” Mashu exclaimed in surprise upon seeing that Storm Border was safe and sound.

Miyamoto Musashi's beautiful, azure eyes watched Storm Border rapidly approach the Great Altar. "Excellent! This is perfect timing!"

Goldrov looked up at the enormous, terrifying creature that had appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun. "Aaaaaah!!! What's going on?! What's happening?!"

"The true value hidden by the submarine!! The captain has finally unleashed its high-speed flight capabilities... Breaking through the clouds to get here, what's that...!? The sky... Why is the sky cracked open?"

"That thing in the stratosphere feels like an unprecedentedly powerful enemy!?" Goldrov's face was pale, sweat poured down his forehead, and he pointed a trembling finger at Chaos.

Da Vinci's expression was extremely serious as he stared at the data stream displayed on the screen. "Unable to measure magic power!! This means that thing is either a god-level being or a machine god..."

"Absolutely accurate!! That's Chaos!!" Miyamoto Musashi reached the edge of the Great Altar and released Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand. "The original machine god of the Olympian Twelve Machine Gods! The one who shamelessly decomposed and recycled 40% of all the resources of this planet and flew to the sea of ​​stars!!"

"Decompose and recycle everything!? Does that mean converting it into magical resources..." Da Vinci said, his tone filled with shock.

“…!!!” Goldrov was stunned by this terrible news. “Alright, turn the ship around—!! Let’s land on the ground as if we saw nothing!”

"Don't even think about escaping!" Miyamoto Musashi dashed and leaped onto the deck of Storm Border.

The swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, gripping his longsword tightly with both hands, his silver-white hair fluttering wildly in the wind.

"..." Looking at Miyamoto Musashi on the bow of the Storm Border ship, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't bring herself to say the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Looking at the resolute expression on Miyamoto Musashi's face, she couldn't bring herself to say the words she wanted to use to stop him.

Before Fujimaru Ritsuka appeared Pazushi.

A fleeting memory flashed through Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

In that bitterly cold winter in Lostbelt.

Covered in blood, Patsy gripped Fujimaru Ritsuka's collar with both hands, roaring, "I... will absolutely... never forgive you!!!"

"I will never forgive you for your disgraceful act of telling me about the existence of the Happy World!!!"

"So stand up... stand up and fight!!!! The arrogant belief that a world that lets you live with a smile is the best! That's the world that should continue!!"

"Stand tall...stand tall...fight for your weak world!!"

The biting wind whipped at Pazusi's wounds, and the gushing blood from his chest signified that Pazusi's life was about to end. "...Don't lose. Don't lose to this world that is good for nothing but being strong."

"...This must be a grave sin. We can't pretend nothing happened. But we can't. After all, your world—it must be...it must be beautiful. That's why you should live on!"

Ophelia Famsolone's words echoed in Mash's mind—the beautiful woman who refused to betray Kilshtalia Wodim.

The promise that Zu Long made to himself...

Fujimaru Ritsuka wiped away her tears and shouted at Miyamoto Musashi, "Musashi-chan!!! Surpass yourself! Surpass your father!!! You can do it!! Musashi-chan, I'm counting on you. The history of humankind is in your hands!!"

He had made a pact with Patsi, a pact with the Ancestral Dragon, and had witnessed the destruction of four worlds...

My steps can no longer stop here.

Despite the endless reluctance in my heart... I cannot sever my feelings for Musashi.

But all I can do here is offer my blessings to Musashi.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is definitely not the kind of person who would back down at a crucial moment, or who would fail to grasp the importance of things at a critical time.

The road to saving the world has not been so smooth; countless people have already sacrificed themselves to save human history.

Fujimaru

Ritsuka must be treated equally.

Like Lelouch, they all strive to save the world... whether it's Nunnally or anyone else.

There can be no more differential treatment!

I offer my highest respect to Miyamoto Musashi!

Miyamoto Musashi watched as tears streamed down Fujimaru Ritsuka's cheeks, and replied with unwavering resolve, "Watch!! Watch me shatter that window! Chief! Just fly straight towards that crack!! Watch me use my trump card to finish him off in an instant!!"

"Wh...what!?? Are you stupid? Do you really think you can do something like that!?" Goldruff was incredulous and decisively turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka, asking, "Hey!! Fujimaru Ritsuka!! Answer me! Is Miyamoto Musashi's statement true???"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, looking firmly at Miyamoto Musashi. "That's right!! Musashi-chan can do it. I believe in Musashi-chan, I firmly believe it."

“…” Goldruff nodded silently. This was the only option now; there was no time to choose other strategies or tactics.

At the same time, a piercing alarm blared frantically: "—Warning, warning. Resource recycling project, commence."

"All intelligent beings, please close your eyes with peace of mind. All activities of all living beings will be forcibly stopped."

"—Return to the Primal State. Countdown begins."