“Like I said, I can see why your kid ran away.”
If he was still conscious, this had to be a living hell. If not, he had become nothing but a lump of flesh. Either way, Miss A looked down at him with pity while standing next to Schwarze.
“Well done.”
“I didn’t do this for FeTUS.”
“I know that. Well done protecting Fujita Mutsuki.”
Five days ago, when the military helicopter attacked the cultural festival, FeTUS had not had many options for resisting the Kurosaki’s attempt to destroy Fujita Mutsuki’s personal life.
Assuming the information Riselle had brought during summer break was accurate, the only way to protect Mutsuki while avoiding friction with the angels and demons was the member of the Kurosaki Family that Schwarze had chosen. Choosing Shuntarou had been a decent idea as far as eliminating the threat of enemy attack went.
Then again, Shuntarou had found Mutsuki’s feminized form amusing and imprisoned him, so searching him out had taken a lot of effort and sacrifice.
“But it worked out well in the end.”
The biggest obstacle had been destroying the Kurosaki Family, but they had succeeded in that. There was no real room for complaint if you ignored Miss B’s sacrifice, so Miss A placed a hand on Schwarze’s back.
Black Cat’s expression was unchanged as she looked just a little sadly down at the hunk of flesh that had been her father.
“Miss A…how were things over the past five days?”
“What do you mean?”
“Weren’t you worried? Didn’t you think I may have betrayed you? Just like my original, Witch Elisabeth, betrayed you.”
“…”
She spoke without looking over at Miss A.
Just like a small child.
“No.”
The mother slapped her taller child’s back.
“You and Elisa are nothing alike outside of your appearance.”
“…Really?”
“Well, the way you sulk might be similar. But.”
She turned her back.
“Not many Witches have ever adored me quite so obviously.”
“…I see.”
Schwarze turned around as well to stand by her side.
It was time to bring down the true threat. They had defeated Kurosaki, but the real problem was here.
“This is a fine wine. The grapes are wonderful.”
Lilith showed no interest in the living hell that befell that man who adored her and she instead continued sipping at the white wine filled with poison.
“Lady Lilith, this is nothing personal, but…”
“We must slay you. If the legends are true, letting Adam fall into your hands will bring an end to humanity before we even reach the time of rivalry.”
Miss A spread out some golden threads of absolute zero and Black Cat change into her combat suit with flames around her claws. That artificial holy fire was only a replica of angel fire, but it was bound to be effective against a demon.
Just like Shuntarou, the rest of the Kurosaki Family had used their nearly magical abilities for nothing more than satisfying their lust and making money.
They should have had no need to capture Adam, but they had gone to the effort of developing Bioroids that could withstand FeTUS attack to secure him. Why would they do that?
The idea must have been implanted within the head of the family.
Because this maiden named Lilith desired Adam.
“…”
Lilith paid no attention to the two directing hostility her way.
She seemed not at all interested in fighting.
“Hiss!”
Black Cat was not kind enough to hold back just because her opponent was carelessly full of openings. She mercilessly aimed for the throat with her flame-enveloped claws.
The woman made no attempt to dodge, so the claws did more than slit her throat; they severed her entire head. The head and her long hair fell to the floor and the head and body burst into flames starting from the cut neck.
Lilith was reduced to ashes in no time.
The glass fell from where she had been holding it.
And it was caught by the blonde woman – Lilith – who appeared nearby.
She sipped at the white wine that remained inside.
This was no illusion. The body was still there burning, yet there she was next to it.
Had she split into two? Schwarze was confused.
When the second Lilith took her sip, the contents of the glass froze. A golden thread had pierced her stomach and a temperature of absolute zero spread from there to freeze her.
The frozen body fell to the floor and readily shattered, but…
“What a waste.”
The next voice came from behind the two attackers. They turned around in shock to see Lilith looking regretfully at the frozen and shattered wine glass. She was just now picking up the bottle of Chablis from earlier.
She calmly searched for a new glass to drink some more.
“Wh-what is going on, Miss A?”
“This is a first even for me.”
Schwarze activated all the poison in all the glasses in this room.
Lilith’s body split open from the hand and lips touching the glass. She was reduced to a pool of blood without even regenerating.
But once she died, a fourth one was holding the wine bottle.
She did not die when she was killed. The Witches sweated as they looked to the ashes of the first, the dust of the second, and the pool of blood of the third.
Lilith made no attacks of her own. She showed no interest in the Witches.
She was only interested in enjoying that delicious-looking wine that she must have taken quite a liking to.
“!”
When her eyes opened wide, it was a sign that she had found something important to her.
“Avalon…yes, you are here. I can feel your presence nearby.”
She dropped the bottle of wine she had so enjoyed.
“Heh heh heh heh. I can tell you are trying to hide it, Lucia. You really have betrayed me. But…”
The fourth Lilith disappeared as if she had vaporized all on her own.
Black Cat stared in disbelief. Even Miss A nearly stopped thinking for a moment, but…
“Miss D, Miss E, can you hear me? Make your way to the Fujita boy immediately.”
She opened a channel and spoke in a more panicked voice than she had for the last few centuries.
“Lilith has found the Adam boy!”
Adolescent Adam 8: Chapter 7 – With Adam, With Lilith
While the communicator she had brought with her displayed a red light, Ren and Mutsuki remained in Shuntarou’s room. About five minutes had passed. Machina had responded initially, but after an explosive noise, the connection had been lost.
It might have been best if they escaped somewhere else, but…
“Help will be here…soon. Just a bit longer, Fujita.”
“Senpai…”
How much had Ren gone through to reach this place? She lay motionless on the bed as if she had used up every last ounce of her strength.
Mutsuki did not want to move her if that might harm her, so he silently rubbed her back instead.
He hated how it made his heart race a little to touch her bare skin even in these circumstances.
In lieu of thanking him, she gave him a gentle and warm smile just in a truly upperclassmanly way.
But soothing her had the opposite effect right now. She must have relaxed after completing her mission.
“…”
Tears welled up in her eyes.
“Sorry. It’s nothing.”
She quickly wiped them off on the sheet.
Her pride must not have allowed her to show her weakness. She looked so pitiful that Mutsuki handed her the handkerchief he carried in his apron dress so she could use that instead of the sheet soaked with sweat and other fluids.
She took it and smiled bitterly.
“This is weird of me, isn’t it? I’ve saved you. I couldn’t ask for a better result…but I still feel like I’ve lost everything.”
“Senpai…”
“Please don’t call me that anymore.”
Her forced smile was rapidly swallowed up by the tears.
“I enjoyed it. It felt good. I forgot all about you several times along the way. I forget all about my duty, became nothing more than a whore, and drowned in the pleasure.”