“Chapter 318: Moonflower’s Descent 3”

– Do we agree on doing this today? (Takaya)

I’ve rested enough to be in perfect condition.

All we need now is to put everything in motion.

– We’re ready to go. (Deko)

– This is it. Now for sure.

I’ve already told them the rundown of my plan.

I will try to recreate Moonflower, the calamity that froze the entire island of Shimazu.

Moonlight was so desperate for magic at the time that the entire island’s magic was being drained.

Through experimentation, we made sure that freezing the insides of the whale caused it to become hard and easy to crush.

Of course, this time I have to recreate the entirety of Moonflower from scratch, so whether this works or not is still a problem.

I could blow up all my magic circuits and end up unable to do anything for the rest of my life.

But even so, I want to see my friends again.

– I’d rather die than spend my life here. Come on.

– Yeah. (D/M)

It’s around midnight. The path to the mouth is currently closed.

– It’s been about twelve hours since the whale last ingested water. Get ready.

Once the spigot opens, I’ll thrust Moonflower into the whale, causing the terrain to freeze. We’ll then blow open our way into the mouth and escape.

We’ll be expelled into the middle of the sea. Hopefully the talisman manages to reach my friends before anything bad happens.

This strategy relies on my friends too. But I believe in them. I know they’re ready to strike back.

Any moment now.

My body is trembling.

To be honest, I’m scared. I’ve done many dangerous things in the past, but I’ve always had my friends back me up.

– No need to make that face like you’re about to die. (Deko)

– You can leave all those thoughts for after you’ve died. (Mira)

– …I don’t think I’ll have a brain to process those thoughts after I’ve died.

– …Yeah, right.

No time to think about death. I have to blow open this beast.

【――――g】

– There it is! (Deko)

– Takaya!

I put all my focus on my hand.

【KKJHIGYUF’AR’&T&’(OYUIGQYUFARFDGI―――!!】

A deafening screech resounded in my head, along with a sharp pain running through my body.

I felt as if the cold was zapping me like electricity.

My brain was begging me to stop.

But I can’t give up now.

I bit my lip in an attempt to hold onto my consciousness.

“We meet again”

The beautiful figure of the white maiden I saw at the shrine that day appeared in front of me.

Of course, this is just an illusion akin to the real Moonflower.

But said illusion was our ticket to freedom.