"So that's how it is. The three Saints of the Lion King Marriage Organization appeared nearby? Then the one who should show up on Itogami Island must be the Saki Yoshid–I mean Paper Noise, correct?"
After hearing Natsuki's explanation, Ren's expression instantly showed clarity.
It was his first time meeting the woman earlier. Ren wasn't familiar with her aura, and he didn't keep his detection ability active all the time. After all, even if someone tried to attack him, it would be nothing but a gentle scratch—barely even enough to peel his skin. Ren simply couldn't be bothered with unfamiliar presences.
So he hadn't noticed her arrival then, but now he had memorized her aura.
Natsuki's eyes became slightly strange after hearing Ren's words.
"Lion King Marriage Organization? Saki Yoshida?"
"When they encounter a target they can't deal with, they immediately send women to approach the target. If that's not matchmaking, then what is it?"
"…I feel like you have some very strange misunderstandings about them."
"But the explanation is flawless, isn't it?"
Ren's words left Natsuki speechless. This man always had bizarre logic.
Ignoring him, Natsuki raised an eyebrow and glanced at Remilia, who was crouched in the corner drawing circles, and asked:
"What happened to that silly cute little loli over there?"
Ren didn't explain. He simply handed her the recording.
(Mm… so hard… did I hit a steel plate?)
Remilia's body trembled, and the atmosphere around her grew even gloomier.
Natsuki's mouth twitched in understanding.
As expected, whether vampire or human, any woman would definitely care about her figure. Even she was no exception…
Thinking that, Natsuki glanced at her own chest, then shook her head lightly.
Forget it. I'm an adult. I shouldn't care that much.
"…M-my friend…"
Suddenly, a teary voice came from the side. Natsuki instinctively turned her head.
Avrora looked on the verge of tears while staring at the messy clothes she was wearing.
Originally, Ren wanted to help Avrora put some clothes on, but she rejected him mercilessly. Flandre, meanwhile, dragged Ophis along with sparkling eyes, clearly itching to try experiencing the feeling of being an older sister taking care of someone.
So Avrora was dragged away by Flandre and Ophis to try on clothes.
As for where the clothes came from—Ren had bought all of them for Remilia and Flandre. For Avrora, the sizes were… a bit small.
Which was precisely why Avrora looked so tightly wrapped and uncomfortable.
"This is Vassal No. 12?"
"I suggest you call her Avrora. She has an unusual attachment to her name."
"So this is also what makes No. 12 different from the other test subjects?"
Hearing this, Natsuki revealed a look of surprise.
In the corner, Remilia suddenly grew interested.
"You've seen the other test subjects?"
Ren and Natsuki exchanged strange looks.
You recovered that fast?
"I haven't made direct contact, but that woman definitely encountered one."
Natsuki's gaze moved toward Veldiana, still tightly bound, then she continued:
"The Fourth Primogenitor's No. 4 vassal. She was deployed to steal the Holy Spear in her hands."
"Mmmpph—!!"
Hearing this, Veldiana struggled wildly, her face full of indignation.
If everything had gone according to plan, she would have successfully taken Avrora away.
But now everything had fallen into their hands. They had even awakened Avrora.
"I see… So the recent news about the industrial road collapse in northern Itogami Island, the pedestrian bridge falling, and the regional blackout for four hours… all related to the Primogenitor Vassal body?"
Remilia thought for a moment and immediately understood.
A Primogenitor familiar would definitely cause large-scale destruction the moment it acted.
Think back to recent events—it became easy to guess what happened.
Natsuki nodded slightly and looked at Remilia.
"Remilia, you've already been dragged into the Blazing Banquet. Prepare yourself. With just you and Flandre, you may not reach the end. Or do you believe you can rely solely on Avrora's power to win?"
Unless…
Natsuki briefly glanced at Ren and Ophis, who were helping Avrora change clothes.
If those two made a move, the problem would be solved in minutes.
"Hmph! Don't underestimate Lady Remilia!"
Saying that, Remilia immediately moved next to Ren and asked:
"That crystallized Primogenitor bloodline you mentioned—is it ready yet?"
Ren: …
Natsuki: …
So that's your confidence?
Why does it feel like you're even more cowardly than anyone else here?
"By the way, I just visited Nagisa. She was discharged from the hospital. She'll probably come here in a few days. You better be prepared—this place is full of demon kind…"
Natsuki's eyes gained a meaningful glint.
After talking to the Paper Noise, she visited Nagisa and learned more details—like the soul residing inside her.
Which meant Ren had extracted that soul.
This man… could casually pull out a soul?
"Don't worry. Her demon-phobia won't be an issue for me."
Ren smiled, then quickly rushed over to rescue Avrora.
Flandre and Ophis had clearly found a new toy and kept putting clothes on her one after another.
If Ren didn't intervene, Avrora might suffocate.
"M-my friends… so terrifying…"
Avrora finally escaped from the nightmare of clothing torture and looked at the two girls fearfully.
She grabbed Ren's clothes and backed away timidly.
Seeing her like this, Flandre rubbed her face awkwardly and stepped back.
Ophis tilted her head and still looked eager, as if she wanted to continue.
Thankfully, Ren stopped her.
Watching all of this, Natsuki looked at Remilia.
"A reminder, Remilia. I investigated the current holders of the remaining vassal bodies."
This instantly piqued Remilia's curiosity.
"No doubt, besides Nalakuvera's remnants, the holders are the Three Empires. Ignoring the First and Second Primogenitors… the Third Primogenitor seems to be moving personally."
At her words, Remilia's face lit up, filled with excitement.
"As expected… If you want all the vassal bodies, facing the Third Primogenitor is inevitable. She won't hand over her vassal body easily. Are you prepared?"
Remilia smiled wildly. Her long spear shone brighter and brighter with her excitement.
"Of course I am. A Primogenitor… is exactly the kind of enemy that makes one's blood boil."
Seeing Remilia so confident, Natsuki didn't bother saying more.
A few days later, after she gets beaten to the point of hugging her head and crying, she would take a few photos for safekeeping.
…Why did she feel like she was being corrupted by that man?
Realizing her own mischievous thoughts, Natsuki fell silent.