"You don’t need to know anymore," said the silver-haired girl. "Right now, you would definitely refuse after you learn about it, so there’s no need to explain."
Mika’s eyes flashed with a strange light.
"Okay, in that case—" Mika bowed deeply towards the mysterious existence of the school festival "—thank you for saying all that to me, caring about me, and wanting to help me. Even though I don’t exactly know what you are—a spirit, ghost, demon, or something else—I’m glad to have met you. If it wasn’t for you, I might… have never learned the truth about him."
Yes, the truth.
The fact that Seiji Haruta was no ordinary person.
The things he did during his break from school, the identity of President Natsuya Yoruhana, and the secret of this school… Mika learned all these things from this mysterious girl.
Yin-Yang Masters and Spirit-Branded Retainers… all of this sounded fantastical, but it really existed, out of sight from normal people.
