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She wondered if there was something wrong. No matter which data was it, the
sharing never took more than three seconds---
Thinking that, but ShuVi shook her head and consented.
It's obvious----since it's the sharing of the [Heart].
The huge amount of thoughts, feelings, sensations and memories that couldn't
be kept inside, received from Riku.
No matter what armament, battle plans, information, it was much----much, much
more [heavier].
Riku's face surfaced on her mind, and ShuVi sadly smiled----this is a [game].
Four minutes and eleven seconds, in other words two hundred fifty one
seconds, that's the amount of time that she must survive, from the death
incarnated that is Jibril.
If she can stay alive until the time limit she wins, and if she dies she lose.
It's...the kind of [game] that Riku hates the most.
"...Those feelings, heart...born, from a machine...the life I received, all of it---
----I'l bet it all--- on those two hundred fifty one seconds---!!
"----
(TL Note: dutch for "unload all".)
Al the armaments, all firepower, all tactics possessed within the Ex-Machina got
deployed at the same time to its limit.
Those tools that were made solely for the sake of massacring and destroying,
brought on by fools----giant wings of steel spread.
"---Oya, are you planning on alluring me?...I couldn't ask for more~"
While saying that Jibril once again----as if releasing light spread the giant
wings----and laughed.
Flügel's [Irregular Individual] Jibril. Her combat abilities are even now an
unknown value.
It has been concluded that, even while using all of Ex-Machina's armaments,
defeating her alone is impossible.
Possibility of existence's time limit----estimation impossible.
----But, there's no problem, ShuVi nodded.
"----
(TL Note: vorm is dutch for form/shape/build.)
After saying that and giving out what she built, she could feel the cluster
receiving errors.
ShuVi thought----why get surprised. If the opponent is unknown, then it's all
about hypothesizing everything that you couldn't hypothesize.
Don't try to understand. Don't try to plan it out. Believe in your sensations and
move----just that alone.
Survive the [Death] in front of her eyes for two hundred fifty one seconds.
The logic (theory) asks----can you do it?
The error (emotion) replies----it's a foolish question.
Humans have been surviving for a time close to an eternity----under worse
conditions.
Compared to that, what would even four minutes or five minutes be----!!
"..."ShuVi"..."
"Yes?"
"Name, I haven't...said it..."
----That's, "me"... what Riku gave me, an important and dear---- me (name).
After looking doubtful for an instant, Jibril made a small bow, and answered.
"Is that so. I am Jibril, nice to be acquaintance with you----and"
"Goodbye."
■ ■ ■ ■ ■
Standing in a land that was like a cataclysm had run through it,
"...A mere doll cornering me to this point...you have the nerve."
It's just an Ex-Machina, a single [Proofer] machine, yet being unable to destroy
it, that made Jibril speak with anger.
"......I won't, die----I can't, die...yet...----!"
ShuVi moved, overcoming the limits. Turning the members into plasma, she
released a white pulsating light.
Unable neither to react nor to sense, inside Jibril's storm of attacks, she stood
painfully.
By making full use of the Ex-Machina's every armament, and everything taught
by Riku (humans), she struggled against death.
----Don't stand in your opponent's stage; definitely don't hand over the spotlight.
----Make your opponent get careless; make them understand that you are a
worthless opponent.
----Make your opponent be wary, make them have the il usion that you're not an
opponent that wil make a careless move.
----Don't provoke your opponent; if you just invite him you'l be able to see the
result----
Against an attack which you can't react to you should just predict it beforehand.
If you can't even imagine then you should just reference----
And then evade by a single hair-width of distance, handling, offsetting----
trembling anger overcame Jibril's amusement.
The Ex-Machinas of the cluster already had their understanding fail, and now
are just calling it an [error].
But----what the fully-wounded body of ShuVi was seeing, was only the few
numbers displayed in her vision.
----<
(...Hey...Riku...I wonder, why...)
When holding hands together with Riku, the time seemed like one hour felt like
an instant, but----
Without being able to perfectly handle Jibril's attack, the right abdomen got
blown away.
----<
(...Riku... right now, one second, feels like an eternity...you know...)
The light blast released once again by Jibril, when it was about to explode on
the left hand,
"-----!!?
Because of the unbelievable speed that ShuVi opened Eensweg, the light that
was deflected,
Pierced not the left arm----but the chest.
"----Finally you committed a miss-like mistake...you really gave me trouble."
Towards Jibril's voice, ShuVi looked above to the sky and asked----
"...Miss...?...what are you talking about, I wonder..."
Certainly now moving is impossible, and with this her movements were
completely sealed off.
But, ShuVi smiled as she moved her gaze.
Left hand----towards the ring finger----
She protected, the glimmering ring.........
---------
"...Goodbye, though----I humbly "apologize" for calling you scrap."
By her look, Jibril seemed to feel something----but ShuVi had no way of
knowing.
*dokun!*----. A strong pulsation of elements was born as if that by itself was an
attack.
And above ShuVi who tumbled on the ground without any way to do anything,
highly on the sky.
With the light halo as the center----like a giant painting, Jibril said while
spreading both of her arms----
"You, are a "threat" that must definitely be eliminated here----I recognize that you are worthy of being called[Enemy]."
(TL note: in the "you"(anata), she says "Anata-sama". -sama is a suffix of respect.)
It couldn't be compared to the mechanic elements that the soldiers of Ex-
Machina used.
From the air, from the stars, the forcefully drawn elements----concentrated,
compressed and condensed.
The shining elements----wavered in Jibril's both hands, and an unstable [spear]
appeared.
-----------[Air Strike]-----
Without any room for doubt, the Flügel's body's entire inner workings changed
into a connection nerve, sucked power from the Elemental Circuit's Power Flow
Source and threw it----literally, the Flügels' greatest and strongest attack.
The Ex-Machinas also have a wea
pon with the workings of the [Air Strike]. Even
for ShuVi too it wasn't the first time seeing it.
But on Jibril's case that was---- that swirling power,
That [Air Strike] was, beyond the data, beyond any knowledge----the difference
in the numbers was too great.
ShuVi regretfully, sadly dropped her expression.
----[Irregular] Jibril----as expected, nothing could be do----
Because of the influence of the giant amount of power swirling above her head,
sound got mixed in----the communication arrived.
----...about time,
Since when----she didn't notice.
<Üc207Pr4f57t9 reviewed---- "Player[Legacy Unit] ShuVi"...>
What was displayed in her view was a---- <
----While the [Air Strike] poured down, seeing Jibril's face----ShuVi laughed.
----This [game]---- it's ShuVi's victory, you know...
"----------?"
Jibril's expression looked like she felt an uncomfortable feeling, but ShuVi
looked away from her face and raised her last voice.
"----
(TL Note: Keine Eintrag is the german for “no entry”.)
----Protecting against that [Air Strike] is impossible.
Just like Jibril said, she would become scrap without question... a way to
overturn that, doesn't exist.
But with Keine Eintrag's full output, if it's just diverting the trajectory for "one half and twelve mil imeters"----she should be able to protect it.
...From all the things she received, from Riku, this ring alone....
The [Heart] she received from Riku, announced that the unjust and
unreasonable, absolute power was pouring down.
The direct hit would cause----this body, thoughts too, after a tenth of seconds, to
disappear from this world----
......But, why is it.
The upcoming Jibril's [Air Strike], felt terribly slow.
Sensing the thoughts' irregular acceleration----is this what the humans call, the
revolving lantern, she wondered.
(TL Note: she say soumatou = 走 馬 燈 which means revolving lantern. I don't
know how it's relevant, but she must be talking about that sensation of time
slowing down before an accident or the likes.)
ShuVi thought----why, did it become like this.
The accelerated thoughts, instantly pointed the answer.
It's not like it was necessary; it was a really simple talk.
(...Riku...ShuVi, as expected...if Riku isn't here...can't do anything...)
----Yet she stil thought that she could do the Eensweg's settings alone, that
there was no need to expose Riku to danger.
That excess of confidence, brought on this result----as expected Riku was right.
If it was Riku then probably----no, definitely. He would be able to avoid Jibril and prevent a battle----I can be sure of that.
Why did she let go of Riku's hand. Even though she had decided that she
wouldn't doubt him anymore.
She was told to always stay by his side. She shouldn't have left Riku's side for
even a second...
(...I'm, sorry...Riku...even so, I left you...the last hand...so...)
She knew, that Riku definitely would not be satisfied with it.
----But, she also knew that Riku wouldn't refuse it.
She knew how much it'l be painful for him, and yet.
He can't reject it; she knew that so well that it hurt her, and yet.
----I'm sorry, Corona (Onee-chan)----ShuVi----until the very end----
----I couldn't become----"a wonderful bride", you see...
----Even, so----
"...Riku...hey, Riku..."
She called the one who wasn't here, she called the name of her husband.
Her capacity to produce voice was long broken. It didn't even become a sound.
There's no way it would reach; even so, she must say it no matter what.
"...ShuVi...finally...understood...you see?"
She remembered, that there was a word she never once said.
"...ShuVi...having met Riku----was really...happy..."
Now----since she finally, understood it clearly.
"...Next time...I won't go away, never again..."
"...I, really... love... you--------........
■ ■ ■ ■ ■
Mountains----and even the sky covered by dust was pierced by the [Air Strike],
and was now finally ceasing.
"...Haa...haa.........haa-----!"
Due to the overuse of power, the lack of elements caused her to be unable to
maintain her natural shape----- her appearance turned into that of a young child.
Jibril held her breath and descended, into the place where her [Enemy] lost her
form and appearance.
"...Aah~...really...with this there was not even any merit in doing all that..."
----For starters, that was a battle that started just because she wanted the head
of an Ex-Machina that was taking action alone.
Because of its unique actions, her desire for its head increased even more----
and the result was [Air Strike].
Jibril was assaulted by a trembling whose meaning is unknown even to her----
Her instincts told her that that machine was a [enemy] that must be destroyed.
But, after standing calmly and looking back----she wondered.
"...I didn't got the head, all parts were blown away, and this form..."
Saying that, after looking down at herself who regressed to a young child, Jibril
released a long sigh.
"Haa~...I should report to Azriel-senpai, at least that there was a weird Ex-
Machina----it would be good if that muscle brain with a flower garden in it, get
even at the very least the meaning of making me use [Air Strike]..."
But----after once again looking down at herself who regressed to a young child,
she whispered with a headache.
"If I stand in front of senpai with this appearance...she won't let go of me, right..."
The small Flügel, started flying towards the horizon while troublingly flapping its
wings.
----Small. Without noticing, a too small silver circle shining----...
■ ■ ■ ■ ■
The game is over, ShuVi is dead.
After receiving the [ghosts]'s report and acting firmly, returning to the room was
the limit.
Opposed to him was the empty table, he moved the pieces alone where he and
ShuVi played chess together many times.
In a very, very far away past, just like he did when he was a child. The game that
he definitely couldn't win----
While moving the pieces he looked to the empty seat in front of him.
Even if his sanity is questioned, it can't be helped if it can be seen----As
expected it was there just like it was in the past.
A young boy with a fearless smile----the one who ShuVi said that she believed,
the God of Games was there.
"Hey...why, can't I win, I wonder..."
Towards the young boy who definitely wouldn't answer, he continued asking.
"I thought that this time I'l definitely win...together with ShuVi----with everyone, I thought I could win."
----
----
"Why, can't I win----I wonderrrr...!"
That's right, from the point that it opposed this game is over-----once again, I
lost.
Even more when ShuVi-----
"What...was lacking...tell me-----!! Hey, you are there right!!?"
Riku asked towards the void so seriously, that if there was someone looking,