Oni-ma of the Kiryu Clan. I had heard about him before. While the man before me didn’t have the mountain-like physiques that the Chen Family specifically trained for, he gave off an intimidating aura of power, simply standing there silently among the crowd. In fact, the aura was becoming so strong that people nearby started
We had barely taken five steps forward before my stomach gave off a ferocious cry. Whiffs of cinnamon, fruit, and caramelized sugar bombarded my senses, sending me into ‘Chef Mode’. The scent of freshly-baked goods called forth a curiosity that compelled my legs forward. Stepping into the bakery, the refreshing sight of something modern greeted
A vast landscape stood before me; lines of white light traced the skies above. They pulsated with a life like the heavens were calling down. Pain and exhaustion racked my body. My hand reached up toward that light as if expecting its glow to shower me with a blessing. At that point, I noticed. Fingers
A dry wind blew through the dusty area, tossing pink hair from a girl staring downward at a large crater. The skin around her body seemed fair and colorful, but upon closer inspection, bits of dust bounced off right before touching it, emitting a faint glow with each impact. Her crimson eyes scanned the ruins
It was several days later when I finally had the time to perform the core syncing surgery on Gwendolyn and Orwitz. And now, I was standing in a sterilized room, set up as a mock ER for operations. While completely unnecessary, I was donned in a surgeon’s outfit, or at least, what I could recall
As expected of the twins, Gwendolyn and Orwitz stood before me in the throne room the very next morning, not wasting any time at all fulfilling my ‘summons’. Even though such dedication wasn’t necessary, they were simply too accustomed to following orders from those above them. Such stiffness only made the silky patterns of regal
As chaos erupted within the room, a familiar tug of material over her skin enveloped Gwendolyn. It had been quite a while since she had last worn the suit, after the previous one was destroyed. But seeing as they didn’t know any other livelihood but to serve with their bodies, she and her brother begged
The faint glow of candlelight dimly illuminated a large room, where a group of distinguished guests were dining at fancy tables covered by silky white sheets. The hum of muted evening talk blanketed the surroundings, the tapping of metal utensils against china slowly cascading to signify the end of a meal. Yet, the grumble of
A gentle knock echoed through the room, disturbing the atmosphere of a man, hard at work within. After several more scribbles, ending with a curl of the pen, the raven-haired master of the house looked up. “Come in. It’s open.” The door clicked and swung, guided by a suave elderly gentleman, tray atop one hand.
Ludmila could only respond to the older girl with a sigh of amusement. Regardless if it was love or her interests, Saki was a girl who held little restraint, despite how hard she tried to hide it. In this case, it was for the one ingredient that they had yet to find a substitute for,