#[Also Saruhiko: WHY????]

[ridiasfangirlings]

Why do you thing Fushimi animal character is symbolize as penguin🐧?

Because the ice they can live on is as frozen as his heart, and also because of this:

In all seriousness I'm to entirely sure what led them to choose 'penguin' for Fushimi and I've heard some rumors that it may have even been a mistake (I recall seeing somewhere that Fushimi was intended to be a crow, to contrast with Yata as a monkey, but I don't believe it was ever confirmed anywhere. It does make sense to me though, because Fushimi as a crow would fit his character well and they did make Yata a monkey, considering the way Gora usually likes to show parallels with Fushimi and Yata's characters it seems odd that they would go for monkey with Yata but then skip the obvious crow for Fushimi). I suppose the closest things that come to mind is that penguins live half on land and half in the water, which could be a nice metaphor for Fushimi's ability to adapt to two different clans, and similarly the idea that they look clumsy on land but are skilled in water which could be related to Fushimi's whole hidden weapon deal where he looks like a weak skinny nerd but can actually cut you.

[itsuki-minamy]

"LSW - EPILOGUE"

TRANSLATION: NARU-KUN

"Hey, Yata, did you know? Scepter 4 members live in dormitories."

That happened when he was eating with Totsuka at the bar counter. Totsuka suddenly said something as if he had always had an idea.

"What is this all of a sudden? I know... that guy told me."

Yata replied with a loud pout.

One day, half of the luggage suddenly disappeared from the room the two had been living in since the end of high school, and then moved into the Scepter 4 dorm, a statement that made him question his sanity. Was this the trick of the cat ears and earthworms?! He thought afterward as he stomped his feet.

Soon after, Yata also left that room. Every time he went to bed, he would notice the emptiness above his head and couldn’t help but feel nauseous.

"So, since it’s a dorm, does it have a dining room or something?"

"Eh? I don't know..."

"I wonder if he's eating enough food. You know, Fushimi is a picky eater, so I don't think there's much proper set menu in the cafeteria. What do you think, Yata?"

"I don't know! Why do I have to worry about the traitor's food?!"

When Totsuka continued to talk insensitively, Yata got angry and slammed his fist on the counter. The plate bounced off and the cup fell over, flooding the counter with water. Fortunately, Kusanagi wasn't there, so he was saved from punishment.

Totsuka looked surprised and took a step back. Feeling awkward, Yata looked down and pulled both fists, including the spoon in his right hand, out from under the counter.

He kicked the empty loft from below dozens of times above his head and fell headfirst onto his bed, clutching his legs and saying, "It hurts!" He yelled at himself... He just couldn't control his anger. He went crazy for a while, venting his anger outside of himself, but when he felt empty and stopped, something suddenly rose up in his throat and he felt an incomprehensible feeling of regret. Although he said he was sorry, he didn't know exactly what he was sorry for. However, for Yata, it was nothing more than a feeling of regret.

He regretted it. He grabbed a pillow and pressed it hard against his face, gritting his teeth so hard that his mouth cut and regretting it no matter what.

"Ah, if that guy changes his mind and apologizes, and says he wants to go back, we'll bow to Mikoto-san together. He's not the type to bow to anyone, so I'll bow to him, and if Mikoto-san doesn't feel satisfied unless he hit Saruhiko, then he'll hit me along with him."

"Well, if King really hits you, will Yata die?! Are you okay?!"

Totsuka was surprised at how over the top he was, so he flinched and said, "Ugh!" For Yata, coming into contact with Suoh's suspicions is scarier than any ghost story or horror movie.

"I... Still, I'm ready. I won't let Saruhiko get beaten up alone."

His voice was hoarse. However, he clenched his fist tighter, stared at the counter, and finished his sentence.

"Yeah, well, I think it's manly to be prepared for that, but isn't it a little one-sided? I wonder if that's what Fushimi wants."

"...? What do you mean? Don't say things like you already know them..."

He felt strangely angry and glared at him. Totsuka had a calm smile on his face as always.

"This is what King and the Blue King look like."

Then, he suddenly started talking again.

"It's not like they're just fighting each other like you think, Yata. Well, it seems like there's a lot going on in Fushimi's position, and it would be nice if we could talk someday... Even... If I say this now, Yata, you still don't get it, right?"

When he laughed at Yata, who asked indignantly, "Are you making fun of me?" Totsuka raised his hands in surrender and said, "Sorry, sorry."

"Well, remember what I said someday, somewhere. Even if I'm not there at that time."

"Hey, please don't say things like you're going to die someday. That brings bad luck."

When he said that in a particularly grumpy manner, Totsuka simply smiled.

++++++++++

No Blood, No Bone, No Ash!

No Blood, No Bone, No Ash!

No Blood, No Bone, No Ash!

As he excitedly waved his fists in the air, stamped his foot, and raised his voice, his surroundings became warm. Yata looked left and right with teary eyes.

He didn't know where they came from, but before he knew it, sparks were dancing all over the area.

It wasn't that... there was light. All around him, his friends were shaking their fists and chanting the same words in unison, and from each of their bodies light was born, like little lives separating. As if calling out to one another, the light gathered, dyeing the white landscape red as it rose into the sky covered in snow clouds.

"Ah..."

When he looked at his chest, he saw that the mark on his body was also exuding a soft red light.

Another light was born from within him and he let himself be carried away by the light of his companions.

He felt that Suoh's flame still resided deep within the mark that remained on his body. The flame filled his body with a gentle warmth. It was as if the fierce anger that Suoh had held within him as a wild king was dissipating and beginning to crumble.

"Mikoto-san..."

Following the light, Yata raised his tear-soaked face.

"No Blood, No Bone, No Ash! No Blood, No Bone, No Ash...!!"

He held the spot tightly and let out a loud voice as if to let go of the emotions welling up within him.

Looking up from there, he saw a line of armored vehicles with blue markings stopping on the railing of the bridge that connects Gakuenjima and the mainland. He saw a light gently floating above the bridge, moving away from the group of lights of his companions.

Fushimi was holding the same place as Yata with his hand, looking up at the sky with a strange expression on his face, as if he had lost some of his poison.

(Oh, shit...)

Yata cursed in his heart.

Why is he remembering that now? Totsuka-san, did he know he would leave one day? Was he talking about this moment?

Now that he can't do that again, he realized that he should have taken the plunge and asked Suoh what the Blue King meant to him.

He wanted to ask Totsuka what he really meant when he suddenly said something like that and said that Yata still didn't understand, but now that he can't do that again, he realized.

It's annoying for Yata to admit that, but if there's something that can help him, it's...

He's alive. They can still meet as many times as they want, express their doubts and anger, and try to talk.

"No Blood, No Bone, No Ash! No Blood, No... Idiot Monkey! No Ash!"

He doesn't know if he heard the insults mixed with his anger, but Fushimi glared at him.

The two exchanged glances on and off the bridge.

As everyone continued to chant in unison, Yata glared at Fushimi without taking his eyes off. He raised his voice even louder, intending to smash him into the bridge. He kept screaming even when his voice was hoarse, he pounded the ground even when he couldn't feel his legs anymore, and he kept swinging his fists even when he couldn't lift his arms.

[haraishi]

Question: Which Sarumi do you like the most? (middle school Sarumi, Homra Sarumi or the Sarumi in different clans)

I really really like middle school Sarumi because they spent more time together than they were in Homra and in different clans. It was only the two of them in their small world having such conversations as 'we'll take over the world' 'let's turn this world upsidedown', they don't ever get bored talking about these kinds of things. Also another reason why I like middle school Sarumi is because of their appearances, them in their middle school uniform and their hairstyles (I miss the middle school Sarumi hairstyles).

Probably the second one I like is Sarumi in different clans. Even though they were in different clans they still talk with each other and are still best friends. I also like their appearances too, Misaki in his new clothes and Saruhiko in his Scepter 4 uniform, also their different hairstyles.

Third one that I like is Sarumi in Homra. Idk if I can really call it 'like' since they didn't had that much interaction with each other when they were in Homra (correct me if I'm wrong). All I could observe when they were in Homra is the distance between each other, Saruhiko feeling out of place in Homra and to Misaki's sight, and Misaki looking up at a new person which is 'Mikoto-san'.

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Fushimi Saruhiko Route Translation

Weeding

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Saya: (All right, now that class is over, let's go to the club room)

Fushimi: Oi.

Saya: Eh? Me?

Fushimi: That's right. About after school activity, go change into your gym clothes and come to the courtyard.

Saya: Eh, courtyard? What do you mean by "change clothes"…

Saya: (I wonder if it's a job for the Blue club or the Student Council Office)

Saya: (Oh, maybe it's some kind of training…! Let's get fired up!)

Saya: Fushimi-kun. I've changed my clothes as promised.

Fushimi: Ah, you came. I'll lend you a pair of gloves and a shovel right away.

Saya: T-Thanks. Are you saying we're going to use this to train?

Fushimi: Ah? What are you talking about? Today we're going to pull weeds.

Saya: Eh? Weeding? Is that Blue club's job?

Fushimi: This is not the Blue club's job. It's the job of the Discipline Committee.

Saya: I see. But I'm not a member of the Discipline Committee…

Fushimi: We are paired up, so it's fine. I've also told President, so there's no problem.

Saya: What about the other members of the Discipline Committee?

Fushimi: They're assigned to other places. Given the size of the school, we have to split up to finish.

Fushimi: I'll start from here, you take the corner over there.

Saya: (I didn't have time to refuse…But he helped me the other day with the test…)

Saya: (All right, I'll help with the weeding!)

Saya: Uhm, I got it.

Fushimi: Tsk…Why is there so many of them grown out? There's no way it's going to end up just on the Discipline Committee…

Fushimi: Oi, don't cut corners.

Saya: Okaaay. …Grass takes a lot of strength to pull out.

Saya: (It's going to take quite a while to do every inch…)

Saya: (All right…)

Saya: (…)

Saya: (Huh? Didn't I pull this one out earlier?)

Saya: (I wonder if it's my imagination…?)

Saya: …

Saya: Fushimi-kun…The grass is growing more and more…

Fushimi: What are you talking about? How could something so stupid happen--

Fushimi: Eh…

Fushimi: All this grass growing…What did you do!?

Saya: N-Nothing! It grew on its own!

Fushimi: Tsk…Than, why didn't you just repull it!?

Fushimi: !?

Saya: Flowers are blooming!

Saya: Fufu…Fushimi-kun holding a flower looks kind of cute.

Fushimi: Shut up. More importantly…The grass has stopped growing.

Saya: Huh, that's true.

Fushimi: …What the heck did you do?

Saya: I didn't do anything. The grass that supposed to be pulled out grew back and kept growing.

Fushimi: Hmmm…

Saya: What's wrong?

Fushimi: Couldn't it be you ability just now?

Saya: C-Could it!?

Fushimi: I can't be sure. But the moment you laughed, the grass stopped growing.

Fushimi: Maybe not directly, but I'm sure it has something to do with it.

Saya: My ability…I see…That's right.

Saya: (It is good to know even a little bit more about my ability…)

Saya: Thank you, Fushimi-kun.

Fushimi: Ha? Why are you thanking me? I don't get it.

Fushimi: Take a good look around you. This is not the time to say that.

Saya: The grass… There's a lot more of it growing than before…

Fushimi: Tsk…That's a horribly incompatible ability with weeding.

Fushimi: Oi! We won't go home until we done here. Restrain yourself from activating your ability.

Saya: Understood, I'll try my best!

Saya: (In the end, I was giving Fushimi-kun trouble until late at night…)

Saya: (I wonder how I can learn to control it)

Saya: (I don't even know when the ability will come out, so I guess there's nothing I can do about it…)

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[ayumicchi14]

GAKUEN K -WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS-

Fushimi Saruhiko route

EVENT 05

Sorry for the late update. Life has been so hectic. Here's the fifth event translation

Konohana Saya: (Okay, since the class is over. Let's head over to the club)

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Oi."

Konohana Saya: "Eh? Me?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Right. After changing into the gym clothes, come to the courtyard after school."

Konohana Saya: "Eh, courtyard? What do you mean by changing..."

Konohana Saya: (Maybe it's a job from blue club or student council)

Konohana Saya: (Ah, maybe there's a training! Let's put up the spirit and go)

*Courtyard*

Konohana Saya: "Fushimi-kun, as promised I've come changing in gym clothes."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Ah, finally you came. For now I'll give you the cotton gloves and shovel."

Konohana Saya: "T-Thank you. So we will training using these things?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Huh? What are you saying? What we are going to do today is weeding."

Konohana Saya: "Eh, Weeding? Is that blue club works?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "This is not blue club works. It's discipline committee member works."

Konohana Saya: "I see. But, I'm not a part of discipline committee..."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "You're my pair so it's okay. I've already told the captain and there's no problem."

Konohana Saya: "Where's the other discipline committee member?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Divided in half. If we're thinking about the school's width, and we're not splitting into groups it won't end."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "I'll do from here. You can do it from that corner."

Konohana Saya: (I don't have a time to refuse... but, he also helped me on my test before...)

Konohana Saya: (Alright, let's help him with the weeds!)

Konohana Saya: "Okay, I understand."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Damn it... why these grow so much. There's no way the discipline committee can finish it all alone."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Oi, don't be lazy."

Konohana Saya: "Okaayy. The grass takes a lot of effort to pull out."

Konohana Saya: (If I do every inch of it, it will takes a lot of time)

Konohana Saya: (Heigh-ho!)

Konohana Saya: (..........)

Konohana Saya: (Eh? Didn't I just pulled out here?)

Konohana Saya: (Maybe it's my imagination?)

Konohana Saya: "............"

Konohana Saya: "Fushimi-kun... the grass is just keep growing and growing."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "What are you saying? How can that be possi—"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Wha..."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "The grass is growing this much... You, what did you do!"

Konohana Saya: "N-No, you're wrong! It grew on it's own!"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Tch... we have to re-pull it all over again."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "!?"

Konohana Saya: "The flowers is blooming!"

Konohana Saya: *giggles* "Fushimi-kun is holding a flower somehow looks cute."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Shut up. Rather than that... the grass stopped growing."

Konohana Saya: "Ah, you're right."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "....You, just what did you do?"

Konohana Saya: "I didn't do anything. The grass that should be pulled out just growing, and it keeps growing."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Hmmm..."

Konohana Saya: "What's wrong?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Isn't it your power just now?"

Konohana Saya: "Huh, really!?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "I don't have a definite proof, but by the time you're laughing, the grass stopped growing."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Maybe it's not directly, but it sure has connection with something."

Konohana Saya: "So it was my power... I see... so that was it."

Konohana Saya: (I'm glad that I've get to know about my power a bit)

Konohana Saya: "Thank you, Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Huh? Why did you thank me? I don't understand."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Look at your surrounding. This is not a time to say that."

Konohana Saya: "T-The grasses... are growing a lot than before."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Tch... what a terribly incompatible power to weed grass."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Oi! I won't let you go home until it's over. Self restrain yourself so that your power don't activate."

Konohana Saya: "Understand, I'll keep my best!"

Konohana Saya: (In the end, it took until night time, and I've caused a trouble for Fushimi-kun...)

Konohana Saya: (I wonder how can I control it)

Konohana Saya: (I don't even know when my power coming out. Can I do something about it....)

[each-uisge-and-glashtyn]

so. obviously ur pfp is satoshi from dnangel. but who're your header picture?

Munakata Reishi and Fushimi Saruhiko from [K] Project! It's a like. Modern with powers show where this slate was uncovered in Germany during WW1 iirc that gave certain people who resonated with it various powers. There's 7 people who resonate The Best (within a certain radius) that become "Kings" of the 7 different color resonaces it gives, and Munakata is the Blue King. Fushimi works for him as part of the Blue clan, though he also has good resonance with Red and Green. Each color specializes differently/with different powers, and then you get random wildcard resonances with Strains. Blue clan's job is to keep that all under control and make sure no one gets too out of hand or destructive.

It's SUCH a pretty show, the animation and characters are all gorgeous. It's also got a lot of fun push and pull in the relationships between the characters, as well as the first season being a murder mystery! The sequel movie and second season turn into examining the consequences of the Slate's power, who "deserves" to have it, why is it important to people, and a LOT of character development in trying to answer those questions on a social and personal level.

Moon moon and Saru are my favorites, though I adore just about the entire cast. I won't say the show doesn't have fanservice, but it's practically never ~sexy~ fanservice, and mostly just funny and awkward (one of the characters thinks she's a cat. This causes wardrobe issues lmao). I think my favorite scene in the entire show is they animate one of the characters putting his hair up in a ponytail AND THEY ACTUALLY ANIMATE HIM TWISTING THE BAND AND PULLING HIS HAIR THROUGH A COUPLE TIMES AND THEN THE LITTLE SHAKE TO SETTLE IT. Porn, right there, as far as I'm concerned.

I am sure you probably expected this to devolve into me shouting about this show, and I hope I delivered lol ( ^-^)ノ∠※。.:*:・'°☆

[wantoup]

I technically wrote and posted this earlier this year, I hope it still counts for @kresurrectionfest!

This is a role-reversal AU where Munakata is the Red King and Suoh is the Blue King, and the shenanigans that ensue from there.

Here's a snippet:

“Look, Misaki,” Fushimi says. “I don’t expect an idiot like you to understand any of this, so you should just leave.” “Saruhiko!” Yata exclaims, hurt. “We’re comrades, aren’t we? Why are you doing this?” When Fushimi doesn’t respond, Yata turns and Munakata sees that he has a second sheathed sword with him, which he holds out hilt-first to Fushimi. “Come on, Saruhiko,” Yata pleads. “Remember our pride as SCEPTER 4.” Fushimi stares at it for a long moment. Finally, he reaches out and unsheathes the sword in one smooth motion, leaving the sheath in Yata’s hand as he holds it out horizontally in front of him.  A hopeful smile grows on Yata’s face. With his other hand, Fushimi grasps the blade of the sword. Munakata can feel the ambient temperature in the restaurant drop as Fushimi activates his Blue aura to freeze the blade. Then, with a burst of power, he shatters it.  Yata watches in horror as the pieces clatter onto the floor. “There goes your pride, Misaki,” Fushimi drawls, a deranged grin on his face. 

There's also a follow-up piece with some additional scenes that didn't make the cut in the main fic for one reason or another

Rolling his eyes, Fushimi says, “If I wanted to wear a uniform and have people dumber than me tell me what to do, I’d—” “You’d have stayed in SCEPTER 4,” Munakata finishes. “Yes, you’ve said something to that effect several times already.” Fushimi seems caught off-guard by Munakata anticipating his retort. Munakata figures it’s probably good for him. “But if you’re not interested in school, then perhaps a job is the right move for you after all,” Munakata continues. “If you’d like to work at the restaurant, we could always use a busboy—” “Absolutely not,” Fushimi says. It would be easy to take Fushimi’s immediate dismissal as petty teenage defiance, but Munakata can see the gears starting to turn in Fushimi’s head. “Oh? It sounds like you already have something in mind, then.” “I…code things, sometimes,” Fushimi mumbles. “Ah,” Munakata says, delighted. He can certainly work with that.

Here's to the past 12 years of K, and to whatever's next for this fandom!

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

Send me a • to share headphones with my muse. misaki to saruhiko !

Platonic Affection Meme || Always Accepting

Note: Lost Small World verse~

He was really stubborn, this guy, wasn't he?

Sure, school trips were annoying; riding the bus with the whole class especially was absolutely jarring. But who'd asked Yata to come sit next to him, of all people?

It wasn't like they were friends or anything. Why would they? They'd never done anything together save getting their ass kicked by a bunch of seniors. Also something Saruhiko hadn't asked company for.

At first, Yata had been just as irritating as he'd expected, trying to chat him up, asking stupid questions. Saruhiko kept trying to ignore him, putting his headphones on to ignore his voice; at best, he'd give short responses. He'd been close to snapping and telling him to leave him alone, when Yata finally seemed to get a hint and fell quiet in the seat next to him.

But even like this, it was as if Saruhiko could practically feel him vibrate with pure energy. And now, that energy was getting a bit sulky.

Annoying... Saruhiko didn't like to feel like he was being a bully.

"... Tch." With a click of his tongue, he slipped off one of the earphones from his right ear, eyes still very intentionally pointed at the window while his left hand brought the small wired device right in front of Yata's face. A temporary peace offering.

"The bus' noise is annoying. You can listen in, if you want."

[sarumint]

very very late bday post for misaki, my beloved I want to be this funky little guy so bad. this character means everything

[1-lightofjustice]

Random Translation

Title :  少年Sの疑問　青年Sの、

Author : チョロイデス  pixiv

Website to buy (It says that this book is already out of stock, but you can contact the author on twitter and line available on that page)

I saw this Reisaru doujin and this page is so cute so I have strong urge to translate it. 

I will not translate all page, but basically Fushimi had nightmares dreams about other kinds of universe like Idol K, gakuen K, etc and he said to Munakata that they represent his disturbed psychology because he constantly had to deal with Munakata’s shenanigans. Munakata was more amused by the fact that there are another universe with many different situations and occupations but he will always meet Fushimi and always interest to take him on his side. Munakata pondered what if all Kings stuff didn’t exist, will Fushimi meet him and come to his side. Fushimi said that he can’t imagine to be scouted by Munakata as an ordinary kid (oh ye of little faith) but if Munakata suddenly barges to his house to poach him he will not follow “a stranger ossan(uncle)”. Then it’s ended with the second page that I translated.

So, who’s gonna tell Fushimi that there’s detective universe where he literally crossed the sea to follow Munakata and accompany him on his hobby?

[ridiasfangirlings]

Do you think gora intentionally made Fushimi wore purple hoodie bcs he was destined to wield both red and blue power? Or was is just a coincidence

My immediate thought was coincidence, especially since a lot of the Homra era artwork with Fushimi in the purple hoodie has Yata in a green outfit. There is plenty of official art of Homra-era Fushimi in blue clothes but it’s not like all the Homra guys are constantly in red either, like looking at this art for example while Fushimi’s yukata is blue Yata isn’t decked out in red so it doesn’t seem like a super deliberate choice beyond it not really being in Fushimi’s character to wear bright colors. And actually on that end it’s interesting how much official art does put Fushimi in shades of blue while Yata’s in a variety of colors and only sometimes red, offhand the main art I can think of where Yata’s whole outfit is deliberately red in contrast to Fushimi is his infamous red garbageman jumpsuit from the Missing Kings artwork, and in that one Fushimi’s actually wearing green (which is clearly deliberate in ROK but feels a bit weird here since he never even interacts with Hisui in the movie and I think you could make a decent argument for that outfit having existed before Gora even decided that the betrayal plotline of ROK was going to be a thing). I think the purple hoodie is more that Fushimi’s outfits tend towards cool colors anyway and they probably didn’t want to go with straight up blue while he’s in Homra so they settled on the darker purple. 

[itsuki-minamy]

"K - RETURN OF KINGS" (Novel)

CHAPTER 10: THE WORLD REVOLVING

* List of Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

Sukuna Gojou hates Fushimi Saruhiko.

He hates his face and attitude. He doesn't like his background. He hates his abilities. Everything Fushimi does makes him angry. He didn't even want to breathe the same air, but as a Ranker, he was there and was allowed to be next to Nagare.

However, Iwafune...

"This is your first junior, right? Please be nice."

With that, he pushed Sukuna's back.

Sukuna pouted, but he still followed Iwafune's words. He didn't mean to be nice to him, but since he was breathing in the same place, he had to confirm the other person's "standing position". For what purpose did that man come to "this place"? It is Sukuna's responsibility as a J-Ranker to know that.

Fushimi stood motionless outside the "secret base". In front of him is consecrated the "Dresden Slate", a relic that is a source of supernatural powers and signifies the victory of "Jungle".

Sukuna shouted a provocative voice behind him.

"What do you think? It's the "Slate" that your former king lost and we took."

Fushimi looked at Sukuna for a moment, then immediately looked back at the "Slate". He responded vaguely.

"Not at all. He has nothing to do with me."

He was irritated by the nonchalant response. Sukuna stood next to Fushimi and looked him straight in the face.

"It doesn't matter. Now that you've become a Ranker, you're also a player and one of the operators of this game. Ah, but don't get carried away, okay? Just because you beat my record for fastest rank promotion and you rose to the ranking in a short period of time..."

Fushimi snorted. When he looked back at Sukuna, there was a hint of contempt for the boy.

"Oh, what? Are you upset because your score has been changed? You're a very troublesome child."

Blood rushed to Sukuna's head.

"What...?! What do you mean?!"

He must have been a figurehead. However, Sukuna's shyness refused to acknowledge that with all his might. He gritted his teeth so hard that he made noise and looked at Fushimi.

"You were able to get this far quickly because you used Hirasaka! I don't like playing games that depend on people like that!"

U-Rank Douhan Hirasaka and Sukuna had some kind of connection. Sukuna was able to promote to Ranker thanks to her help. He did not trust Hirasaka, who often betrayed him, but even so, Sukuna did not dislike her.

He did not like the fact that Hirasaka had fully supported Fushimi's promotion in rank.

Whether he knew Sukuna's subtleties or not, Fushimi maintained his natural tone.

"Who trusts people? But if it's a "tool", then I'll use it. I used to use dark weapons."

Sukuna realized that strength was gathering around his temples.

When he woke up, he was in front of Fushimi with a long staff. Sukuna said with a smile on his face.

"Hey, why don't you play against me once? Let's bet 10,000 points. I'll give you a big handicap."

"Huh? It's troublesome..."

The surprised words were cut in half.

Sukuna's long staff produced an electric blade. Anyone can see the battle posture. Nagare and Iwafune are behind them, but there is no sign of stopping them. It is still within the expected range. Or did he anticipate what would happen and try to persuade him to talk to Fushimi?

"I won't kill you. We're mates, right?"

In the end, the reason why Sukuna was not convinced was because he doubted Fushimi's strength.

"Jungle" is a world of the law of the fittest. Strong players rise, weak ones crawl to the bottom. That's clear.

Fushimi Saruhiko is probably a "good" player. He scored points efficiently and reached the top of the leaderboard as the fastest. But if he wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sukuna and the others, he will need more proof than that.

A test of strength.

Tension ran through Fushimi's body. Seeing that, Sukuna smiled. A frail but well-behaved boy is beaten and falls to the ground. Nothing is more pleasant than that. To see that, Sukuna put strength into the hand holding the scythe.

"Hey! What are you idiots doing?!"

At the same time as his sharp voice, a severe pain rained down on his brain.

Sparks spread in the depths of his eyes and he barely stopped his faltering consciousness. When he turned his tear-filled vision forward, Fushimi was also crouching with his head in the same way.

The man who hit the two of them, Mishakuji Yukari, put his hands on his hips and spoke in a tone like that of an older brother scolding his younger siblings for being messy.

"Stop fighting among yourselves. Internal disputes are not beautiful."

"Why... did you even hit me?"

"You and your damn brute force, Yukari..."

Fushimi and Sukuna complained, but Mishakuji responded with a wink.

"It's not that fights between friends are prohibited, but now is an important time, so I want you to be a little more aware."

Sukuna looked at Mishakuji resentfully, but said nothing more. He knew in his head that what he said was true.

Mishakuji looked at the "Slate". Silently, but surely, the relic pulsed. Just as the heart pumps blood, the "Slate" creates, sends and circulates unknown energy. Mishukaji said as he looked at the situation charmingly.

"Soon the slate will bloom. At this rate, it should be close."

"The new stage created by Nagare is about to begin. I am ready."

"So be careful, Sukuna-chan. Besides, wouldn't it be more spectacular to fight in the next scenario?"

"Hmm." Sukuna snorted, still, he was convinced. It was just as Mishakuji said. It's okay to let Fushimi understand after moving to the next stage. When the time comes he will clarify the matter.

"You saved my life."

Muttering softly, Fushimi looked at Sukuna with irritated eyes. Still he didn't say anything. His sullen silence is proof that he understands the power difference between him and Sukuna. Feeling somewhat satisfied with that, Sukuna turned on his heel and walked towards Nagare, who was silently watching over them.

As he looked at that, Fushimi let out a silent sigh.

"Sukuna-chan is a boy after all."

Mishakuji said that while he laughed.

"But he is strong, you know? He is still far from being a sophisticated beauty, but in terms of power, he is on par with me, or even stronger. Even if he asks you to fight him again, refuse."

Fushimi looked at Mishakuji with dull eyes.

"...Don't worry. I don't have any hobbies that make me sweat in vain."

He then directed his attention to Sukuna, who was talking to Nagare.

While he is having a friendly conversation, Sukuna nudges Nagare on the shoulder. Kotosaka spreads his wings and shouts something, while Iwafune watches with a wry smile. Fushimi has belonged to several clans, but this is a sight he has never been able to see in any of them.

"Two kings, two clansmen, and a bird. However, they interact with each other equally, even with the two "Kings". It's a strange place."

The "King" is special. Although there are differences of degree, everyone respects them and that is why they keep their distance. To Fushimi, that was what a "King" meant.

That's different with "Jungle". The "King" is powerful, but he is just one of your allies. Sukuna and Mishukaji treat them as equals and the "Kings" naturally accept it. The J-Ranks were strangely friendly to the top of the green clan, who struggled for profit and sometimes got into trouble.

"Really? From now on, that kind of era will come. It's time for each and every one of us to have our own power and live from our own strengths and responsibilities without being controlled by anyone."

Saying that, Mishakuji smiled as if he could see Fushimi's heart.

"I think that suits you, right?"

Fushimi then looked away. Mishakuji is much more troublesome than Sukuna, who wants a showdown. Hiding that thought, he also turned on his heel and began walking in a different direction than where the "Kings" were.

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And then the "King" finished his calculations.

Scattered around the room are all kinds of blank papers, notebooks, copybooks, and straw paper. No, it would be more accurate to say it was a blank slate. The pieces of paper were filled with countless symbols, formulas, and memos, reminiscent of a paranoid madman's hospital room.

The "Silver King", Isana Yashiro or Adolf K. Weismann, tapped the last mathematical expression with the tip of his pen several times and then threw the pen away.

Resonant hammer effect according to the second law of the basic theory of research in physics W. Research continued privately by Claudia Weismann, a researcher who was once touted as a "two-headed genius" along with Adolf in the Third Empire. Shiro interpreted it, arranged it, and came to a conclusion.

"...This is the only option, eh?"

He meditated, no one heard the murmur. Kuro and Neko were gone. That's why Shiro could talk to himself without hesitation, looking at the sepia photo on the dining room table.

"Lieutenant, sister... I'm sorry."

Shiro... Adolf's firm decision is to put an end to a dream.

70 years ago. Dreams they shared together.

The dream that Adolf, Claudia and Kokujoji started together, and that they had together, will end with their own hands.

Shiro closed his eyes and endured the pain in his chest that little by little came out. That pain will probably never go away. He will continue to live with that pain. That resolution was already set within Shiro.

The method of happiness they once found.

Therefore, he will destroy it.

Just as he was thinking that, the intercom rang.

"......?"

Shiro stood up and headed towards the door. Kuro and Neko wouldn't have called the intercom, and Kukuri should be in class right now. He opened the door wondering who had come.

The girl standing there looked at Shiro with red eyes and muttered.

"Hello."

Shiro rolled his eyes and asked the girl, Anna Kushina.

"Anna? Why are you here?"

Eyes that seemed to see through everything darted to Shiro's face, then to the back of the room.

"Because I felt like I should come."

Just from that, Shiro understood why she had come here.

"...Thank you."

"No."

Shiro then invited Anna into the room.

There was nowhere to step in the room, which was full of documents, but without changing her expression, Anna bent down and picked up one of them. Anna probably couldn't understand the notes, which were a mix of Japanese, German, and mathematical formulas.

Still, she stroked the paper and muttered to herself.

"Destroy it."

Shiro nodded silently.

"Yes. I thought about it a lot, but it seems like that's the only option."

"Yes."

Anna said nothing and stared at the paper that described how to destroy the "Slate".

Seeing Anna makes Shiro feel suffocated.

The "Slate" has disrupted many lives. The "King" would be the best example of this. Reisi Munakata. Suoh Mikoto. And if Anna Kushina had not existed in this world, her lives would have been completely different. He doesn't believe she could have lived a normal life, but at least she could have lived as a human being.

If the "Slate" had not existed, Anna would never have awakened to her supernatural powers. A man who tried to wake up the "King" took her family. She should have been able to live an honest and modest life.

What changed that definitely was the "Slate", and it was Shiro who discovered it.

Shiro tried to open his mouth. He felt that he had to apologize to Anna. Nothing will come back like this. But, at least if he didn't do that, he wouldn't be satisfied.

At this moment, Anna murmured.

"There were good things and bad things..."

The look on Anna's face as she silently stared at the paper seemed nostalgic for something.

"...Thanks to the "Slate"."

"......"

Shiro held his breath for a while, then made up his mind and asked.

"Isn't it because of the "Slate"?"

"There is that too."

Anna recognized it easily, but she still gave a slight smile.

"But I'm sure that a lot of things happened even without the "Slate". That's why I don't want to blame anything or anyone. I think we should think for ourselves and live our lives to the fullest. That's why I came."

With that, Anna straightened her back and lowered her head towards Shiro.

"Thank you for finding the "Slate". I'm sorry it had to be destroyed."

Looking into Anna's sincere red eyes, he felt the pain in his chest suddenly ease.

He thought his dreams were sins.

He was convinced that he had committed a great sin that twisted the lives of many people.

It was still true. The past cannot be changed with a girl's impressions. What he has done is before his eyes and Shiro must take responsibility for it.

Still, Shiro was certainly saved by Anna's words.

Adolf, Claudia and Kokujoji aspired to people's happiness. He could think that the days the three of them spent together in Dresden were not a mistake at all.

"...Thank you."

Saying that with a hoarse voice, Shiro also bowed his head. Anna nodded and then silently looked back at the note he had written about his dream and how to destroy it.

+++++++++++

"What do you mean?! I can't believe you're going to fire the Captain!"

Slapping the desk, Awashima raised an angry voice.

Prime Minister's Office. Normally, the moment a voice like this was raised, the SP would intervene and restrain the owner of the voice.

Awashima also fully understood that the other party was the leader of a country and that such an attitude was not appropriate for her.

Although she understood, Prime Minister Samukawa's weak smile irritated Awashima to the point that she made her lose her sense of reason.

“Hmm.” Exhaling deliberately through his nose, Prime Minister Samukawa folded his hands on his desk.

"It literally means that. Munakata-kun took responsibility for the incident that occurred at Mihashira Tower on Christmas Day and I made him resign from his position as head of the department. In other words... he is fired!"

The proud expression on his face is characteristic of politicians who have defeated his political opponents.

"Guh.", Awashima gritted her teeth. Although she knew that it was useless to say it now, she couldn't help but say it.

"Prime Minister, what authority do you have to do such a thing...?!"

"I have authority. The enforcement authority that "Scepter 4" has was granted to the "Fourth Branch of the Family Records Division", a division of the Office of Legal Affairs. After all, you are all public servants. We have the obligation to obey the orders of the State."

"But...!"

Prime Minister Samukawa looked pitifully at Awashima, who was still trying to reason with him.

"The reason why he has been able to look so proud until now is because of the great power of Kokujoji Daikaku's "Tokijikuin" clan. It seems that Munakata-kun had intended to take His Excellency's place without realizing it, but what was the result? The secret treasure that "Tokijikuin" had been guarding for almost 70 years was stolen in just two months after being placed under Munakata-kun's control. I would have to say that he is not qualified."

Awashima remained silent.

The loss of "Scepter 4" was a foreseeable future. With the passing of the "Golden King" Kokujoji Daikaku, who created the "System of Seven Kings", the privileges of supernatural beings were slowly being usurped by most others. It's going to be bad. Munakata's defeat will only accelerate this trend.

His place is gradually being erased. Feeling as if her feet were collapsing, Awashima clenched her fists.

"Munakata-kun has already accepted his dismissal as boss."

Prime Minister Samukawa's next words left her breathless.

"That's all..."

"He also seemed to know exactly when to retreat. In that sense, he is truly a "King". If you are a confidant, why don't you sacrifice yourself for the "King"?"

Prime Minister Samukawa's smile clearly contained mockery, but Awashima didn't see it.

If Munakata had wanted to resist, he could have done so. Although he has lost his power, the "System of the Seven Kings" lives on. There is no doubt that "Tokijikuin" is responsible for maintaining the system. If he had wanted to avoid the humiliation of being fired from the boss's position, he could have done so.

Munakata did not. Awashima still didn't know what that meant.

"The other members will wait until further notice. This is your order."

Prime Minister Samukawa held out a piece of paper with a proud expression on his face. Awashima accepted the paper with trembling hands, it was clearly written as "Standby Order".

"This piece of paper..."

"This paper is important because I value formality."

After saying that, Prime Minister Samukawa laughed out loud.

At the same time, inside the Scepter 4" camp.

"Damn, what do you mean they fired the Captain?"

Domyoji shouted as he kicked a chair in the bathroom.

Just five minutes ago an email arrived from the capital's upper echelons announcing Munakata's dismissal and the order to stay away. "Scepter 4" was definitely a state-owned organization, but was actually allowed to operate as a semi-independent unit. Although he worked closely with the capital and the country, he never gave up taking orders. Furthermore, the dismissal of the head of the department was an unexpected event.

"The Captain hasn't shown up... Can you forgive me for something like this?"

Akiyama admonished Domyoji, who was still in bad shape.

"Calm down, Domyoji."

Benzai analyzed that calmly as he crossed his arms.

"So far, the government has never interfered with "Scepter 4" in such a forceful manner... but does it have anything to do with the fact that the top government seems to be in contact with the Greens? Now that Fushimi-san is has allied itself with the Greens, things I don't want to believe are happening one after another..."

"What are the Captain and Fushimi-san thinking?!"

Undirected anger is probably the flip side of anxiety. This was a feeling shared not only by Domyoji but by all the members present there.

Since their defeat at the Battle of Mihashira Tower, opposition to "Scepter 4" had become visibly stronger. In contrast, the Green Clan has expanded to the surface world and is now showing strength to reach the upper levels of government. Simply put, “Scepter 4 is becoming a "loser".

However, amidst all that, there was one feeling that the members shared.

"I don't think the Captain will get rid of his responsibility. Maybe he has his own reasons for doing so?"

It was Kamo who muttered to himself. Enomoto, who was next to him, nodded his head.

"Oh, that's right. Until now, the Captain has always solved problems in ways we never imagined. I'm sure this time too..."

"Yes, but... what kind of method is that?"

There is no one who can answer Domyoji's counter question.

It is thanks to Munakata's leadership that "Scepter 4" has been able to overcome so many difficulties. His transcendental perspective, however, is so transcendent that his subordinates often do not understand him. Munakata's move was beyond the comprehension of those who were not kings.

Still, even though it was difficult to understand, Reisi Munakata was the "King" of them.

Akiyama looked at the other members and said clearly.

"I don't know what the Captain is thinking, but "Scepter 4" and Reisi Munakata will not end like this. The time to act will definitely come. So let's wait until then. I think that is the meaning of the Captain's silence."

There were no words, but the members of "Scepter 4" nodded silently.

They have their cause, even if it is humiliated and repressed by the State. Only they knew that there was nothing shady about it.

+++++++++++

Anna looked up at the blue sky and let out a quiet sigh.

The winter air is cold and her breath is white. However, Anna's eyes cannot capture that color. The blue sky and white breath blend with the monochrome background, making it impossible to see anything but a vast ocean of color.

Anna's color blindness is something she was born with. She can't recognize colors other than red. Her family was distraught about it, but Anna was fine with it. Precisely because she couldn't recognize other colors, the red color reflected in her eyes was particularly vivid and beautiful.

If it weren't for those eyes, wouldn't she have been chosen by the "Slate"?

If it weren't for the "Slate", she wondered if she would have been able to see the most beautiful red in her eyes.

With that in mind, Anna opened the door to enter HOMRA.

"Ah, Anna. I'm glad you're home."

Kusanagi, who was on the other side of the counter, let out a relieved voice, and Yata, who was sitting on the couch, asked.

"Anna, where have you been?"

"I went to see Yashiro and the others."

"I would have accompanied you if you had told me. There is a lot going on right now!"

Anna felt a little surprised by Yata's dissatisfied words. She is now the "Red Queen". "Jungle" won't mess with her unless there's something really wrong.

Maybe in his mind, even though she is the "Red Queen", she is still a helpless girl who lost her parents, left her aunt and came to this place. Anna is part of his family, the youngest child they must protect.

Then Anna smiled slightly and said.

"I'm sorry."

"Mmm... oh."

Yata was probably aware of that too. He scratched his cheek in embarrassment and turned to the side. Then, Kusanagi said.

"By the way, Anna... Munakata-san, it seems that something terrible has happened."

"Yes."

She heard the news from Shiro that Reisi Munakata had been fired as head of "Scepter 4". She doesn't know much about politics, but she could intuitively understand that things were not going well. The weakening of the social power of "Scepter 4" means that "Jungle" is on the offensive.

"I never thought that a "King" could be fired by his country. This sudden incident seems to have caused quite a stir within "Scepter 4". The members have also been told to wait and it is unlikely that they will be able to leave their base. It seems that the most important person, the boss, has not shown up. I hope Seri-chan is okay."

Kusanagi sighed softly. The current brain behind "Homura" is definitely Kusanagi. His eyes probably see a more detailed perspective.

"At the party Seri and I attended, hosted by "Jungle", there were quite a few people who looked like they were government officials. I guess the government chose green over blue. If this continues, the world will turn green."

"I guess that's why."

It was Yata who muttered to himself. His expression was depressed, as if he was thinking about something. However, Anna could feel dark red anger swirling deep in his chest.

"Yata-chan?"

"So Saruhiko abandoned the sinking ship and betrayed it again, this time turning to the greens."

He clenched his fists tightly and the words he spat out were tinged with deep anguish. Yata and Fushimi knew each other before joining "Homura", and their relationship was off limits to other people. Not even Anna knew how Yata felt about Fushimi, who had betrayed him repeatedly.

"Misaki..."

Yata looked back at Anna, who looked worried. He then slowly got up and walked towards the exit of the bar.

"...I'll go look around again."

After watching Yata leave, Kusanagi sighed and changed the subject.

"Anna, what happened to Shiro-san?"

Isana Yashiro's investigation to counter the "Slate" stolen by "Jungle". Now that "Scepter 4" is out of power, his research could be said to be the only trump card against "Jungle".

Anna hesitated for a moment before telling him the result.

"Anna?"

Kusanagi murmured in disbelief, and Anna took the step and opened her mouth.

"...Yashiro's investigation has been completed."

"Well, then..."

Anna nodded resolutely in Kusanagi's eyes.

"He will destroy the "Slate"."

Those words were serious and little by little they permeated the silence of Bar HOMRA.

The destruction of the "Slate". They knew this was his trump card. It is also said that only Shiro who is the researcher who discovered the "Slate" can do that.

However, both Anna and Kusanagi were unsure if it would really be possible. For them, as supernatural beings, the "Slate" is something that "exists" there unwaveringly, just like heaven and earth. Is it possible to destroy heaven and earth? What will happen? It is still difficult to predict.

But it has to be done. Otherwise, the world will be plunged into chaos that will resemble destruction.

Kusanagi murmured slowly, as if he was fully aware of the weight of his words.

"...I see. Shiro-san finally found a way to do that."

"Yashiro has decided to destroy the "Slate" which was the shape of Yashiro's dream."

Kusanagi looked at Anna in silence.

"Anna, are you okay with that?"

Anna put her hand on her chest and mumbled a little.

"This red is important to me."

Anna's eyes can no longer capture the red that lives inside her.

It was something that once resided in a certain man. A red flame that burns silently while containing the power to destroy everything. The red color reflected in her eyes was so beautiful she could stare at it forever, and the warmth she felt when she touched him was surprisingly soft.

Kusanagi is also one of the people who was attracted by that warmth. She lowered her eyes and nodded.

"...Yes."

"The "Slate" took a lot from me, but I still love this red. This red saved me."

There is nothing false in the words she conveyed to Shiro at that moment. The "Slate'' took her family from her and then gave it to her. If it was thanks to the "Slate" that she was able to meet "Homura", then it must have been a blessing.

"Anna..."

Looking at Kusanagi who looked worried, Anna said resolutely.

"But it's okay to lose that."

Images of the members of "Homura" appeared in her mind.

Some of them were people she would never see again. Every day she spends with them is a treasure for Anna. Memories never fade and remain beautiful forever. However, what will happen if the world is exposed to unprecedented chaos due to the "Slate"?

Those who are present will also be caught in the confusion. And the memories are only in the past. Whatever future she has with them will disappear.

"For a long time, the only thing I could do was "see" my destiny. But now it's different. If the destiny of the "Red King" is destruction, then I will destroy the destiny that will harm the people I care about."

Anna believes that is her mission after awakening as the "Red King". Anna Kushina's role was discovered by herself, not because anyone told her.

Seeing Anna's determination, Kusanagi also nodded silently.

"...I see. I guess I've been waiting for this moment ever since I found those documents in Germany."

"Yes. All that's left is..."

Just as she was about to say that, the doorbell rang.

When she turned around, she saw a young man standing at the entrance of the bar. His casual clothing, a simple shirt and pants style, was something she had never seen before. Is this a sign that he has gone from being a public figure to a private person? Anna spoke the young man's name.

"...Reisi."

Reisi Munakata, the man who had broken away from "Scepter 4" and had come to be known as the "King of the City" gave Anna a slight nod in return.

"Hello."

+++++++++++

It was a scene too strange to be considered a dialogue between two "Kings".

Two "Kings", a girl and a young man, are at the same counter. Blood orange juice was placed in front of Anna and champagne in front of Munakata. He didn't know what they were trying to celebrate. It's not like they were trying to congratulate him on his retirement.

After taking a sip of champagne, Munakata spoke.

"What's the point of calling me "Red Queen" out of nowhere?"

"I wanted to talk with you."

A red marble shined in Anna's hand. It was thanks to that that she was able to contact Munakata, who was active in the Battle of Mihashira Tower and whose whereabouts were unknown. The fact that Munakata also continued to possess that means that he perhaps expected something like that to happen one day. After taking a deep breath, Anna spoke clearly.

"We will destroy the "Slate"."

Even after hearing this, Munakata remained unmoved. He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put one in his mouth.

"...I see. Without a doubt, that is an option that can be taken to overcome the current situation."

Kusanagi handed him a lighter while he searched for a light. He said with a slight smile in his voice.

"Are you a smoker?"

"I smoke very rarely."

Munakata transferred the light that Kusanagi had lit to a cigarette and slowly inhaled the purple smoke. He slowly let the ashes fall into the ashtray placed in front of him.

"For you, the "Slate" is like Suoh Mikoto's enemy."

"...I'm sorry. But it's not even that simple."

Suoh Mikoto. A former "Red King" and Kusanagi's best friend. If it weren't for the "Slate", he and Kusanagi would have lived very different lives.

But there's no point in even thinking about it. Even if he imagined a future that never came, reality won't change anything.

"The "Slate" made him live and let him die. That gave us and took away many things. I have no intention of destroying the "Slate" and giving up. However, I also think it should be destroyed."

Munakata exhaled smoke and responded.

"I agree that the "Slate" is a dangerous thing. However, the current development of this country is due to the "Golden King" and the great enlightenment of the country. In other words, the "Slate" system has profound roots in this country. We cannot afford to lose it."

"There's no point in saying something like that. Hisui Nagare is trying to unleash the power of the "Slate" and grant supernatural powers to all humans. If that happens..."

"Yes, we must stop it at all costs. However, if the "Green King" wishes for change and the "Red King" is determined to destroy it, then I, as the "Blue King", my goal is order. The power of the "Slate" must be exercised in an appropriate and orderly manner."

"In other words..."

Kusanagi looked directly into Munakata's eyes and said.

"Are you saying you want everything to go back to normal? You should back off and I'll take care of it this time."

"......"

Munakata did not respond. Kusanagi and the others cannot predict what his clear mind thinks. However, he had no choice but to make a judgment based solely on the materials he had.

That is to say...

"I don't think you can do that now."

Munakata's eyes flashed with a slight smile.

"Oh?"

Munakata, however, stopped the comment with just his voice. Does that mean that words that sound like those of a clan member are not enough to reach people? In that case, Kusanagi spoke from a different direction.

"Anna is worried about you too."

Munakata looked at Anna who was sitting next to him. The "King" girl watched Munakata attentively, without saying a word. Everyone already knows that her eyes capture more than just physical phenomena.

"...Your sword is already dangerous. If you overdo it, it will fall."

The blue "Damocles Down" means death and destruction. This also worried many people with supernatural powers. If the underlying cause is Suoh Mikoto, "Homura" cannot help but be related to Munakata's discomfort.

Suddenly, Munakata cleared his throat and laughed.

"Did you laugh?"

Munakata gently shook his head while Kusanagi narrowed his eyes and showed a hint of anger.

"No, excuse me. When I thought I was in the opposite position, it became a little funny."

"Opposite position?"

"I once scolded the "Red King" in the same way. It ended up being a waste of effort."

"......"

Reisi Munakata killed Suoh Mikoto.

If he had to say it objectively, it was probably the "right" thing to do. At this moment, Suoh's "Sword of Damocles" was also approaching his limit. Then, when Suoh himself took down the "Colorless King" who was acting behind the scenes, disaster finally struck. The only person who could stop the fall of the "Sword of Damocles" was Munakata, who was able to take Suoh's life.

If Munakata hadn't killed Suoh at that time, they would have died. Suoh would have been annihilated and Tokyo would have become a gigantic bay that would have swallowed millions of people.

Therefore, Munakata's actions were "correct."

If you can understand everything just because it is "right", there is no need to worry.

"Do you think you will be like this too?"

Kusanagi asked in a low voice. This sage seemed to be objectively contemplating even his own destruction.

A sinister premonition dominated Kusanagi's heart.

If the Sword of Munakata fell, who would have the role of stopping it?

"Reisi."

Suddenly, Anna opened her mouth. Munakata looked at the little "Queen" sitting next to him.

"What do you want?"

"You're not like Mikoto."

Munakata's eyes widened slightly as Anna spoke slowly.

+++++++++++

It was a windy night.

That night there were two groups of people breathing. The group on one side had uniforms painted solid blue and formed an unbroken formation. On the other hand, they were a group of beast-like people, each dressed in faded red clothes and emitting a ferocious aura.

"Scepter 4" and "Homura" are two clans that come into conflict and fight each other.

The trigger was something trivial. A Strain, who committed a robbery in Shizume, escaped and was eventually captured by "Scepter 4". "Homura" did not approve of that and demanded the handover of him, but there was no way for "Scepter 4", a security organization, to grant that request.

Until then, it could have just been a skirmish, as usual.

What was different about that night was that the "Kings" of the two clans, Reisi Munakata and Mikoto Suoh, led their respective clans.

When both sides found out about this, their tension increased. A battle between "Kings" will lead to destruction. Although they knew that, neither Munakata nor Suoh took a step back. They walked straight through the windy night.

And, naturally, it happened.

Munakata let out a cheerful voice.

"Stop, "Red King". This matter is under the jurisdiction of "Scepter 4"."

Suoh still had a cigarette in his mouth and smiled with one cheek.

"I don't know."

"Homura's" personnel officer, Izumo Kusanagi, who was attending next to him, spoke to him as if to intercede.

"I'd like to ask the Strain you captured earlier a few questions, that guy did the same thing in our territory, so I'm wondering, could you give him to me?"

He had a gentle demeanor, but the serious eyes shining behind his sunglasses told her that he had no intention of backing down either.

"Scepter 4". Vice Commander Seri Awashima looked at Munakata as if she was asking for an order.

"Captain."

"Of course, I can't just say yes. They're as annoying as ever."

Munakata said in deep annoyance as he pushed up his glasses.

Suoh smoked a cigarette, exhaled and threw the butt at his feet. He muttered casually as he put out the fire with the sole of his shoe.

"Burn them."

"Uoooh!"

The ten or so subordinates of "Homura" let out a battle cry all at once. Raising fists, stamping feet, and shouting in unison are the very voices of warriors on the battlefield.

"No Blood, No Bone, No Ash!"

Every time they scream, the red aura around them becomes stronger. It is because of this momentum that "Homura", who relies on their individual military strength and is far from being controlled, sometimes overwhelms "Scepter 4". With a fierce spirit in their bloodstream, the determination to fight until the end of their lives spreads through them like a fever.

At this moment, Munakata silently took a deep breath and muttered.

"We will advance with our sword in hand, for our cause is pure."

"Everyone, draw your swords!"

"Akiyama, ready!"

"Benzai, ready!"

Vice Commander Awashima and the soldiers standing behind Munakata drew their swords almost simultaneously. Unlike "Homura", whose power source is fierceness and drive, it was his righteousness that controlled "Scepter 4". The power known as supernatural power must be kept under strict control, and it is his responsibility to never allow it to spill over and disrupt the world. That's the power source of "Scepter 4."

"...Munakata, ready."

Munakata drew his saber a moment after his soldier and threw the tip directly at Suoh. Suoh let out a small laugh again at this act, which could be interpreted as a provocation. Keeping his eyes fixed ahead, he called to the young man next to him.

"Totsuka."

"I understand."

Tatara Totsuka responded with a soft voice that was not suitable for this tense situation and took Anna's hand. Anna turned her worried eyes towards Suoh as she evacuated to a nearby building, guided by Totsuka.

Suoh clenched his fist.

At that moment, an overwhelming magma-like aura surged from all over his body.

"Ha!"

It was an aura so dark, hot, and destructive that Awashima couldn't help but cover her face from it. If the two bright red fists hit you directly, your body will be reduced to ashes in an instant. Like the instinct of a creature that hates death, agitation ran through "Scepter 4".

Pressing down on that aura, Munakata took a step forward.

The randomly roaring red aura was stopped by Munakata's blue aura, and scattered aimlessly into the night. Munakata's appearance reminded him of a precision machine that takes everything, processes it in an orderly manner, and returns it to his ideal state.

Suoh slammed his fist into the palm of his hand.

Munakata prepared his saber.

Which one fell to the ground first?

When the people around realized it, the two "Kings" were already colliding head-on. Two colors, red and blue, collided, eclipsed each other and created a whirlpool while canceling each other out. Both clans began their own battles, centering on a transcendent battle that raged like a storm.

Totsuka and Anna watched the war between super humans from a distance.

The red marble that Anna looks at reflects what she wants to see using her sensory abilities. What is now reflected there is the image of the "Kings" engaged in a particularly fierce battle. Even though he was covered in wounds from fighting with fists and saber, Suoh was still smiling.

"Mikoto."

As Anna murmured anxiously, Totsuka next to her said in a carefree voice.

"Hey, it's okay. It's like a "hello" between kings."

Anna shot an accusatory look at Totsuka.

"Tatara, be serious."

"Ahaha, I'm sorry. But I don't think you should worry. King and Munakata-san are probably exchanging words by throwing their powers at each other like that."

"Words?"

"Yes. There's something about those people that only they can understand. They both understand things that not even me, Kusanagi-san, and Anna understand. That's the kind of relationship they have, I'm sure."

Hearing Totsuka's words, Anna looked at the marble once more.

Only a "King" understands another "King". Exchanging words and exchanging swords are the same in the sense that they clash with each other's existence. Anna was too young at the time to understand that. The young "King" egg, which had just hatched, could only observe his "conversation" through the marbles.

Fists and sabers clashed and, after a second, they separated. Landing on the roof of the building, Munakata let out a silent sigh and shook his head.

"You are a truly unpleasant man. I can't tell you how many times you have annoyed me since I became the "Blue King"."

Suoh clenched his fist and laughed.

"Ha. That's my line."

"Our power as kings cannot be used in vain as it is now."

"Who decided that?"

Munakata shrugged in response to Suoh's mocking words.

"It's not about deciding or not making a decision. It's about those who have power being responsible for that power."

"Considering that, you seem to be having a lot of fun too."

"Please don't joke."

Munakata told him to finish and raised his saber again.

"Disorderly use of force. Running without end. Destruction without regeneration. The "Fire King" certainly suits you. It burns and burns for no reason. In fact..."

"My chest is very tight."

Munakata smiled at Suoh who followed his words.

"Yes, that's it."

"Ha. That fits well!"

Screaming, Suoh kicked the ground. The saber and the fist collided again.

"The title "King of Order" suits you well. Trying to get into other people's lives with your long, boring sermons. So..."

"You make me sick."

This time, Munakata accepted Suoh's words. Suoh snorted.

"Oh, that's all."

Neither Munakata nor Suoh could remember when that started happening.

Probably from the first glance. Each denied the true identity of the other. Munakata could not accept Suoh's reckless use of the "King's" power, and Suoh did not like Munakata's attempt to impose a set standard on him. From the moment they met it was decided that the two would fight.

However, in reality, neither Munakata nor Suoh had any intention of killing the other.

No, there wasn't that. To be precise, he understood that "there is no way for this guy to die at this level". Even if the saber is swung without hesitation or the fist is thrown seriously, the opponent will not die. His opponent was a "King", a transcendent being like him. Only then could they fight with all their might without worrying at all.

Neither Munakata nor Suoh would ever admit that. However, they certainly liked the other person. Someone who wouldn't die even if he did his best.

The words they exchanged during their discussions were certainly tinged with joy.

"You always behave well, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Of course not. I'm not like you."

"Ha. I guess so!"

And they started again. Hit each other without the opponent dying. As they danced, scattering twin flashes of red and blue, they colored the night sky like two stars together.

+++++++++++

A sound was heard and the melted ice fell into the blood orange juice.

It must have only been a few seconds that Munakata looked Anna in the eyes. However, the past reflects that there is unequivocally something that once existed. Munakata certainly remembered even the few words he exchanged with that man.

Anna repeated it, as if she was tracking him.

"You are different from Mikoto."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Munakata's lips.

"I never thought I would be the one to be reprimanded. I thought his methods were very foolish."

Suoh Mikoto sacrificed herself for his way of life.

He never forgave the "Colorless King" for killing his subject and friend, and took his life. He did it even though he knew it would lead to his own destruction. This is how Suoh Mikoto lived his life. He did what he wanted. This is how that man described his actions.

And now he was trying to do the same.

Keep the "order". That's his way of life. Even if destruction awaits him in his destiny, Munakata continues his path without hesitation.

He just does what he wants.

"Reisi."

Munakata murmured as if to interrupt Anna's words.

"Either way, the "Three Kings Alliance" is no longer valid."

Kusanagi, who was on the other side of the counter, turned around and made a suspicious sound.

"What do you mean?"

"Yesterday, I was fired from the position of boss due to a notice from the government. From now on, I will no longer be able to work with you as clan boss."

Kusanagi looked accusingly at Munakata.

"Even if you're no longer the boss, you're still the "Blue King". The boys in blue are at a loss right now... what are you going to do with your clansmen?"

Munakata didn't have the words to answer that.

"Scepter 4" came out of his hands. It is within the framework of law, formality and the State that both the "King" and the clan are allowed to exist. Being an organization united under that belief, it was natural that it followed the orders of the State.

Munakata, as a private citizen and as "King", must do what he must do from now on. They will too. If you are a member of the Blue Clan, you should do what you think is right.

Munakata stood up. He ended up staying a long time. It was probably because Anna's words that stopped him made him feel unnecessary feelings.

"Reisi!"

Anna also stood up and called Munakata to stop him.

However, Munakata did not turn around. The time for exchanging words is over. Munakata knew that from now on only swords and power would be exchanged.

+++++++++++

In front of the tea table, Kuro was sitting with his arms crossed and a worried expression on his face.

Shiro is sitting in front of him, arms crossed and a serious expression on his face. Neko next to him did the same, crossing her arms with a perplexed expression on her face. Well, in Neko's case, she was probably imitating them. There's no way she could understand what Shiro was talking about.

However, the same goes for Kuro. Schwert control, second methodology, Weismann criticality prediction, Von Dreyf's extraordinary physics, Maelström's inertial guidance... Most of the technical terms and equations written in the large number of documents scattered on the tea table are incomprehensible. Still, he realized what Shiro was trying to do.

"This method will destroy the "Slate"."

Kuro frowned. That's because he knew firsthand that the method Shiro proposed was extremely dangerous.

"Is that really possible?"

"Until now, the destruction of the "Slate" was thought to be impossible. So this is a move that not even the "Green King" would have expected, and it is a comeback."

Shiro's words can be trusted. After all, he was the one who discovered the "Dresden Slate". If Shiro could be considered a leader in research, then they could do it.

But...

"But isn't it dangerous to do something like that?"

When Kuro said something that he didn't even need to ask, Shiro laughed as if he was worried.

"I guess the only thing I can do is get them to believe in me as a researcher."

Kuro stared at his face.

He thought that didn't answer the question. Shiro never said it wasn't dangerous. If we want to understand the underlying meaning of what he is saying, he is probably saying: "It is dangerous, but we have no choice but to do it."

Kuro doubted for a moment if he should accept that as his clan member and friend.

"Yes! Yes! Wagahai believes in Shiro!"

Neko raised her hand as if she were going to jump. Shiro gently stroked her head.

"Thank you, Neko."

"Ahem!"

Kuro tried to compete with Neko who proudly puffed out her chest.

"I believe in you too!"

The two blinked and looked at Kuro.

After feeling uncomfortable and clearing his throat, Kuro straightened his back and continued.

"I believe you. You will do what you have to do and go home with us."

That last word was all Kuro really wanted to say.

Hearing that, Shiro's eyes widened slightly. Then he smiled softly.

"...Yes. It's okay. It's a plan that includes making sure I return home alive."

Kuro's expression softened. It seems that Kuro's feelings have been properly conveyed to Shiro. If he was thinking about it that much, he probably wouldn't do anything unreasonable, so Kuro nodded his head.

"Ah, that's right. There was something I wanted to give you two."

He suddenly remembered something and took something out of his jacket pocket. He placed it on the table.

They were three coins that shone silver.

"What is this?"

Neko grabbed one of them and stared at it.

"You know, we didn't have a clan name or a clan mark. I felt a little jealous of other clans."

"I see, this is the mark of our clan."

"Wow... it's so bright!"

Neko's eyes shone, holding it up to the light as if it were the most precious treasure of all. Kuro also took the coin and held it tightly. It would be hard to say that it was proof of the bond between the three of them, but considering that Shiro put a lot of thought into doing it, that felt much deeper than it seemed.

"I would like to give the clan a name, but Kuro, could you give it one?"

Kuro's eyes widened at Shiro's offer.

"Oh, me?"

"Yes, I would like something nice."

Although confused, Kuro thought carefully. He has almost never given a name to anything, but if it is his duty, he will do his best.

"It's okay. That's right... When it comes to what we deserve..."

He looked around the room. Scattered documents and memories that Kuro and Neko gathered from all over the country. As he watched them, Kuro directed his attention to the kitchen.

The first thing that caught his attention was the rice cooker.

"...White rice."

"Eh?"

Kuro muttered to himself and Shiro tilted his head. By then the name had already been decided. Kuro turned to Shiro, picked up the coin with a determined expression, and placed it on the table with a click.

"Our clan name is "Hakumaito"!" (White Rice Party)

After a moment, both Shiro and Neko trembled at the same time.

"Eh, yes!"

However, Kuro was completely satisfied with his naming sense.

"Hmm. White rice is the center of food and the foundation of a healthy body. Bright white rice has been a symbol that has existed in the center of our hearts since ancient times. It is truly unchangeable. And above all, Shiro, this is your favorite food, right?

"Uh, well..."

Shiro seemed confused for some reason, but Neko seemed to like it. She exclaimed happily as tossed the coin.

"Hakumaito~!"

Nodding, Kuro took out a recorder filled with some words. He wanted to know what his former teacher would think of that name.

When he pressed the button, a soft and familiar voice rang.

"Happiness is wrapped in white rice."

Kuro looked at Shiro with a smug expression on his face.

Eh, Shiro laughed. He could see in his smile as if he had given up on something, but he still nodded.

"In fact, it may be perfect for us sitting around the chabudai. Very well, we, "Hakumaito", will work together and do our best!"

"Yes, I will do my best!"

Shiro looked at Neko with kind eyes as she raised her hands innocently. He put his hand on her head and said softly.

"Hisui Nagare called Neko "Ameno Miyabi"."

At that name, Kuro gasped.

Neko also widened her eyes and stared at Shiro.

She never talked about what Neko and Nagare talked about that day. Kuro and Shiro didn't dare to ask about it either. The fact that Hisui Nagare offered something to Neko and Neko rejected it was enough. Neko is her friend, a member of the Silver Clan. He didn't need to know anything more than that.

But still...

Shiro may have had some sort of responsibility. They held Neko. Therefore, it is possible that Neko has lost something.

"He must have researched and learned about Neko before she became Neko. If you ask him about it..."

At that moment, Neko tightly squeezed the hand that was placed on her own head.

"Shiro."

She called out loud and her shoulders moved. Neko's smile was as bright as the sun, in contrast to the anxious expression on her face.

"Wagahai is a cat! Shiro's cat!"

That's what she screamed.

At those words, Shiro blinked as if he had just woken up. Then he laughed lightly.

"I see. That's right, I'm sorry."

Kuro nodded as well and placed his hand on theirs.

"Neko and I are here as your friends. That's all that matters. This time, we will follow you to the end. I will not be an obstacle in your way."

"Wagahai too!"

At that moment, neither of them could follow Shiro.

A fight between "Kings". He was sure it will happen again this time. Even so, they will continue to follow Shiro. They already had a shared destiny. The three coins must never be separated again.

Shiro narrowed his eyes and almost nodded.

"Yes. Let's all go. To do that, we first need to find the location of "Jungle's" headquarters."

At that moment, something like an invisible shock ran through him.

Kuro and Neko could feel it too. However, it was Shiro who reacted the most sensitively. He instinctively held his head and fell on the table.

"Grr...!"

''Shiro?!''

''W-what happened?!''

During that time, the shocks were repeated again and again. Kuro was beginning to understand what were the waves that made the air tremble.

This is a heartbeat.

Heart beats. Blood pulse. Something is trying to send "power" while maintaining a certain rhythm.

To the ''King'', to the supernatural... No, probably, the objective is...

"...It's the "Slate"... it's Hisui Nagare!"

Holding his head, Shiro turned to the window and groaned softly.

"Finally, are you planning to start...?"

Kuro and Neko also looked out the window, as did Shiro, and saw him.

A gigantic column of light rose above the distant horizon.

+++++++++++

The pulsating waves became stronger and stronger.

The members of the ''Jungle'' clan watched with bated breath. Sukuna Gojou, Mishakuji Yukari, Kotosaka, Saruhiko Fushimi, and Tenkei Iwafune... all the J-Ranks were watching the scene.

The "Slate" is about to wake up.

The shackles that had kept it contained for more than half a century had been removed, and the "Slate" was screaming with joy.

Sound, light and power continued to pulse in harmony.

"So the time has finally come."

Iwafune's words seemed as if he had given up on something.

On the contrary, Hisui Nagare was trembling. It was as if his entire body was bathed in the heartbeat of the ''Slate'', absorbing it to his heart's content. He closed his eyes and felt the rhythm of his soul.

"Yes. It is here. The ''Slate'' will be released. We will be free. Finally..."

At that moment, a torrent of light erupted.

Explosive power surges from within the "Slate" and explodes as magma. Just as a seed grows into a bud, a bud into a shoot, and a shoot into a giant tree, the power it originally possessed is released and absorbed by the heavens.

The column of light rises from underground to the sky, shining brightly. It was a symbol of liberation and chaos. Yes, that's exactly what Hisui Nagare wanted.

''It's a revolution!''

Hisui Nagare exclaimed with excitement.

+++++++++++

Reisi Munakata watched silently.

The light emitted from the earth passes through the clouds, reaches the sky and rises even higher. It was a symbol of liberation. It was proof that the country's usual path of chaos had been contained and that the reality Munakata had been trying to avoid had finally arrived.

"Has it started yet? It saved me the trouble of searching, though."

Munakata turned on his heel and faced the column of light.

Many enemies will be waiting for him ahead. Now that he has revealed his whereabouts, Hisui Nagare must be fully prepared to defend himself. What Munakata had to defeat was "Jungle" himself.

On the other hand, Munakata is now alone. As a lone "King" without a clan, he must face him.

It was a battle that could not be won. "Jungle" is not only made up of ordinary clan members. The clan has two "Kings" and powerful Rankers that are comparable to them. It would have been suicidal for Munakata to fight alone after suffering defeat once.

But...

"I don't know how far I'll go, but I'll try to run to the limit."

Muttering that, Munakata stepped forward.

"That doesn't seem right, Munakata."

He heard a voice he shouldn't have heard.

He opened his eyes and looked back, but there was no one there. Fiery red hair and a calm beast look, nothing. Things that weren't supposed to be there were nowhere to be found.

He let out a self-deprecating smile.

"Absolutely."

If that person had existed, or they had stood together in front of that pillar... Those meaningless thoughts came to his mind. Munakata thought that his current self was not "typical" after all, so he began to leisurely walk on his account.

[miichaneko]

Merry Christmas @kumipen! I’m your secret santa from the @kholidayexchange​ event!

Picked the hanahaki disease prompt. Poor Saruhiko having caught the feelings for Reisi, but pretty damn sure that someone like Reisi would never love someone like him :( and don’t he and the Lieutenant look quite well together..?

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[Gakuen K] Fushimi Saruhiko Route Translation

Blue club's work

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Saya: (Phew. It is surprisingly difficult to use a hole punch)

Saya: (The holes are easily misaligned, and if you put in too much paper at once, the paper will wrinkled-up…)

Saya: (But I think it's almost done somehow)

Saya: Ah, Fushimi-kun. I'm almost done here.

Fushimi: …What are you doing?

Saya: Eh, I was asked by Munakata-senpai to do something for him…

Saya: It's the hole-punching task for binding materials in a file, I guess?

Fushimi: Are you going to bind this material to this file?

Saya: …Ah.

Fushimi: Haaah…You klutz.

Saya: The holes are upside down…The cover and the contents are upside down.

Saya: S-Sorry!!

Fushimi: Tsk…There's no point in apologizing to me.

Saya: Y-You're right.

Saya: (Fushimi-kun is mad at me, I need to redo everything fast)

Fushimi: What are you waiting for? Let's get done with it.

Saya: Eh…?

Fushimi: Are you deaf?

Saya: Could it be, that you're going to help me…?

Fushimi: Tsk. I don't have a choice. We were paired up.

Saya: Thank you!

Fushimi: I'll start on this side of the pile, you do that side.

Saya: Uhm! Understood.

Saya: Hey, Fushimi-kun.

Fushimi: Ha?

Saya: What kind of activities does Fushimi-kun always do in the Blue club---?

Fushimi: If you have time to move your mouth, move your hands.

Fushimi: Whose fault is it that this is happened?

Saya: Sorry…

Fushimi: This one's done.

Saya: I'm also finished.

Saya: All right. I guess that's all.

Saya: Fushimi-kun, thank you so much for helping me.

Fushimi: I only did it because I had no choice, since we were paired up.

Fushimi: I won't do it next time.

Saya: Uhm, I'll be careful.

Fushimi: Let's hurry up and go submit it to the President.

Saya: I was going to ask earlier, but what kind of activities does Fushimi-kun do in the Blue club?

Fushimi: Didn't you heard the explanation from the President?

Saya: Uhm, I hear it, but I got curious about what Fushimi-kun does.

Fushimi: Haah…Patrolling the school, suppressing fights, giving instructions on every activity of the club and so on.

Saya: Heeh…That's cool. It feels like special works that only Blue club can do.

Fushimi: There's nothing so special about my work. It's part of the job.

Saya: I mean, of course I understand that this is also an important part of the our job.

Saya: It's a job that requires the use of special abilities that I can't yet do, that's why I admire it.

Fushimi: …

Saya: I know I have to be more concern about my ability, but…

Saya: Now that I've been allowed to join the Blue club, I want to face it properly and be able to control it.

Saya: I just want to do the best I can here.

Fushimi: What are you saying…You're the one who's doing even this level of work wrong.

Saya: Ahaha…That's right.

Saya: Next time, I'll be careful not to make any mistakes and not to cause any trouble for Fushimi-kun.

Saya: Fushimi-kun, that's enough for here. Thanks for carrying it!

Saya: It's my fault it took so long, why don't you go home first, Fushimi-kun?

Fushimi: Huh? It's our job to report. I'll do it till then.

Saya: Understood. But I will be the one to explain the reason why it took me so long.

Fushimi: It's obvious. Come on, let's go.

Saya: Haaa…I'm glad I didn't have to answer any specific questions.

Fushimi: There couldn't be much of them since we got the job done.

Saya: That's right. I thought the Blue club would be more strict, so I'm relieved.

Fushimi: That's good then.

Saya: Ah, Fushimi-kun! Thanks for the help. See you tomorrow!

Saya: (…Even though it was my mistake and despite the fact that we were paired together, Fushimi-kun stayed with me until the end)

Saya: (Fushimi-kun is a very responsible person.)

Saya: (He's not very approachable, and his way of speaking is cold sometimes, but…)

Saya: (I'd like to talk to him more and get to know Fushimi-kun better)

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GAKUEN K -WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS-

Fushimi Saruhiko route

Event 15

Translation below the cut

Konohana Saya: (Although the summer holidays just started, this is the day I have to buy the things that needed for morning glory cultivation with Fushimi-kun)

Konohana Saya: (Let's get going quickly so that I won't be late at the meeting time)

Konohana Saya: (Ah, Fushimi-kun is already here!)

Konohana Saya: "Morning! You're early."

Konohana Saya: "Did I make you wait? How long have you been here?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "I'm just arrived."

Konohana Saya: "I see. Well, good then."

Konohana Saya: (Maybe this is the first time I see Fushimi-kun without a uniform. Somehow it fresh...)

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Why are you dazing off. Let's get this over with."

Konohana Saya: "Ah, yeah!"

Konohana Saya: "Because we're going to be home late, I think we just put the things in the club room and just go straight home today."

Konohana Saya: "I'll ask Munakata-senpai to prepare the morning glory at tomorrow's club activities."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Alright, I'll help you."

Konohana Saya: "Thank you! Ah, also, since growing the seed will be hard, so I think I'm going to buy the young plant."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Anything is fine, I'll leave it to you."

Konohana Saya: "Okay. It's a bit expensive but I'll buy the young plant. But, is it alright if I use the club budget...?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "We have a lot of club budget so it's not a problem."

Konohana Saya: "Eh, Really?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Yeah, I've read the management budget book once. Perhaps, it's because there's many people too."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Because captain is also a student council president, so that amount is not a problem."

Konohana Saya: "We can't go against Munakata-senpai, huh..."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Well, it's true that it's better not to make enemies of him."

Konohana Saya: (I'll be careful... Ah!)

Konohana Saya: "Fushimi-kun, I think the gardening shop is in this building. Let's get inside!"

Konohana Saya: "I'm glad that the things we need are here altogether. As I thought a wide place is different."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Give me that."

Konohana Saya: "Eh, the bought bag?"

Konohana Saya: (Did he want to check it...?)

Konohana Saya: "Here."

Konohana Saya: "......"

Konohana Saya: (Ah, so he carried it)

Konohana Saya: "I'm okay with that."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "It's alright. Rather than that, walk faster."

Konohana Saya: "Yeah, thank you."

Konohana Saya: (Fushimi-kun, there's a time where he has a sharp tongue, but actually he is quite kind)

Konohana Saya: "From now on it's the summer holiday. Fushimi-kun, do you have a plans to go somewhere?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "For now, it's the club's training camp."

Konohana Saya: "Oh right, we have a training camp. I'm looking forward to it."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Looking forward? About what?"

Konohana Saya: "You guys didn't do something like fire camp with everyone, or making meals, or pillow fights?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "There's no way we're doing that. And that is for school trip, the training camp is not that mild."

Konohana Saya: "Ahaha, right. It's training camp after all... what kind of training camp?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "The main purpose of Blue club's training camp is for strengthening the physical strength. It is said that physical strength is the basis of all works."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Because last time we went to mountain, so we just drove along the mountain roads."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "After that, somehow we ended up helping the neighbours with wood-chopping and cleaning up the stable."

Konohana Saya: "Unexpectedly, it's sports-oriented, huh..."

Konohana Saya: (Maybe the things that not in the plans are Munakata-senpai's whim...)

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Because this year it's the sea, so probably we will have a long-distance swimming and running on the sandy beach."

Konohana Saya: "Hey, do you have any plans other than the training camp?"

-I think I want to play with you (★)

-Let's play with the others

Konohana Saya: "I think I want to play with Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Huh? Who?"

Konohana Saya: "Me with Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "I'm accompanying you shopping in this damn heat now."

Konohana Saya: "I see... too bad then."

*in club room*

Konohana Saya: "Thank you for carrying the package for me."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Yeah. I leave it randomly."

Konohana Saya: "Okay, see you tomorrow then."

[the-thread-of-muses-archived]

@pristineblue​ said:

“Will you be my Valentine?” for Saru!!

He blinked a few times. Well, more than a few times -- multiple times, in an embarrassed, flustered fashion. His ears and cheeks seemed to get red, crumbling the papers in his hands as he stared at Reisi Munakata with wide, wide eyes.

“Be your. . .Valen. . .?” As he repeated the words, his features gotten redder and redder.

                  This is only happening since he kissed him on New Years Day.

“. . .Why?”