CH 207

「Fu fu fu」(Shion)

While laughing happily, Shion-san floats.

Floating like steam, and flying toward me.

There is a fragrant sweet scent, is it her?

Shion-san is approaching me, face to face and smirks…

「Fu Fu,

The more I hear, the more interesting it is

The soul tone …」(Shion)

「Tone …?」(Arge)

「I will invite you a little」(Shion)

*Kin* there is a high sound like hitting the metal.

At that moment, everything stopped.

Kuzuha-chan, playing in the bath, Richel enjoying the temperature, and even the hot water splash, everything stopped.

It is me and Aoba who are moving.

Perhaps Shion-san is the culprit behind this phenomenon.

「This is……」(Arge)

「Shion’s special “personal space”.

I can only open it in a limited place.

Your body doesn’t suit for hot water, is it okay for Alraune nee-san to take a long bath?」(Shion)

I remember something similar at the Cyril Bank.

It may be due to some skill or magic, but it is amazing that it’s possible to create a space where time stops, although it is limited.

「… So, why did you only call me and Arge-san, was it because of the Kuon?」(Aoba)

「Fu~fu, as expected, you understand that.

Kuon onee-san…

And is that person an Onii-san?

The color of her soul is close to that of a man」(Shion)

「…You understand that much?」(Arge)

To be honest, I was surprised.

As if she knew from the beginning, Shion-san has been talking about us easily.

「Don’t tell me, you are a reincarnator…?」(Arge)

「No.

Shion is an artificial spirit.

A biological weapon built by Otou-san… no, Kurogane Kuon」(Shion)

「Biological weapons …! ?」(Arge)

The bomb was dropped with a cool face.

Shion-san was satisfied with this surprised face, laughing *fu~fu* lightly

「Well, to put it plainly, I’m a living weapon for war」(Shion)

「Weapons … Such a cute child?」(Arge)

「Otou-san’s mind only cares about creating weapons by humans.

The hunting dog squad and I are the experimental bodies, the so-called test cases.

It seems that this figure was also cutely designed to show a good spirit.」(Shion)

Loosely, without breaking her smile, Shion-san said.

…… Is that it?

Shion-san knew about Kuon because she was built by the Kuon.

「But why do you go with the Rebellion then…?」(Arge)

「Otou-san has determined that his research has shown some hinders in war if the test subjects still have a mind.

That’s why he brainwashed low spirit vampires and created new soldiers」(Shion)

「… If he doesn’t need something, that’s usually the case」(Arge)

「Yes, that’s it.

Ginka-san saved me, who was about to be disposed of, partly because I was rebellious.

So Ginka-san is my prince …」(Shion)

She probably remembered that time.

Shion-san blushed, holding her cheeks, like a dreaming maiden.

「…Was that so?」(Arge)

「Yes.

The reason that Shion could recognize you was because I was given that kind of “eye” by Otou-sama.

Eyes to see the tone of the soul …

Someday, another reincarnator, maybe even a reincarnator from his family might appear,

So Otou-san was always on guard」(Shion)

The hounds didn’t seem to have been informed of the Reincarnator, but Shion-san did.

Perhaps she was created to combat the Reincarcerator.

Given that ability as a weapon.

「Well, now Shion isn’t Otou-san’s weapon, but a member of the Rebellion.

If you are Reincarnators from the Kuon, who Otou-san considers dangerous, you should definitely be helpful against him」(Shion)

「… In that sense, our interests are the same.

Because we both know about the Kuon」(Aoba)

As Aoba says, we know each other.

That’s why if we want her help, we should cooperate.

Only a few people can talk about reincarnation.

It was a pleasure to have more friends who knew about this situation.

「… In that case, we have to convince each other」(Aoba)

「Fufufu.

My Ginka-san is strong, you know.

Well, even if you lose, I’ll be here to help you」(Shion)

「… Are you in the mood for a show?」(Aoba)

「Fufu, do you want to get serious then?」(Shion)

「… It ’s not a favorite thing. I’m told to take care of it.

Because flowers always choose how to bloom」(Aoba)

Eh Eh (A~re a~re), isn’t the atmosphere getting worse?