With the agent giving the green light all the way and treating this with the highest priority, it didn't take long for two staff members in formal suits to approach with ingratiating smiles, respectfully ushering the two into the stadium.
Though her face remained expressionless, the slight flicker in Origami's eyes betrayed her inner turbulence—this was her first time experiencing the perks of privilege.
Amber, on the other hand, was rather accustomed to it. After all…privilege had always been part of her life.
Whether it was the VIP single room she had unlike other patients in her previous life, the royal immunity she enjoyed during the Uruk era, or the way she danced on the edge of the higher-ups' tolerance in Jujutsu Kaisen until she eventually became part of the top echelon herself.
She never dwelled on it much, but she had long grown used to moving through the world with privilege at her side.
Guided by the staff, the two made their way through rehearsing and preparing crew members, past the nearly fully set-up venue, catching a glimpse of the finished stage along the way, before finally arriving at Miku's dressing room.
Though it wasn't exactly the ideal place for a discussion, outside was swarming with staff, making this the quietest spot available.
The agent was rushing over at that very moment, but Miku had already been waiting inside.
"Nice to meet you. Are you two my fans?"
Miku's demeanor radiated confidence and warmth. Despite her delicate, almost fragile beauty—leaning more toward softness than striking dominance—her natural poise and way of speaking carried a certain queenly elegance.
"You could say that."
Amber didn't deny it, though in truth, she wasn't exactly a die-hard Miku fan. What she really admired was Miku's voice actress, Minori Chihara.
I mean, come on, Minori Chihara's singing is genuinely amazing.
"'You could say that'?"
Miku blinked, but didn't pay it too much mind, chalking it up to the girl being a bit shy to admit it outright.
After all, they were here, and it wasn't like she was boasting—when it came to singing, she truly believed she could hold her own against any seasoned vocalist.
Falling for her after hearing her sing wasn't exactly far-fetched.
But…
As she looked at the two girls—one older, one younger—standing before her, a faint, almost imperceptible gleam flashed in Miku's eyes.
She never expected to encounter such stunning girls this time.
Though Miku had always enjoyed being around beautiful girls and had made a point of getting to know everyone in her entire school, she had yet to meet anyone whose beauty could truly rival her own.
And these two happened to be exactly that.
Not only were they exceptionally beautiful, but they were also potential investors for an upcoming collaboration. Miku found herself growing more and more intrigued by them.
A pair like this—a master and servant, two for the price of one—was an ultimate deal she had no intention of letting slip away.
As for whether she could succeed, she wasn't worried. As a Spirit, one of her abilities allowed her to manipulate others' consciousness through her voice.
Once guided by her sound, regardless of their original will, they would become puppets obeying her words.
That said, she hadn't really used this power much.
Well, it wasn't that she hadn't used it at all—more that she had only applied it lightly, usually just to win others' favor. Simply hearing her speak was enough to leave a strong positive first impression.
It wasn't that she didn't want to use this power—in fact, she wanted to very much.
The agony of watching beautiful girls flit around just out of reach was something Miku believed no one understood better than her. The problem, however, was…she didn't dare.
At her first comeback concert, she had used her voice's power without restraint, brainwashing everyone present. Though the venue was small, the twisted thrill of toying with others had surged within her.
But not long after the brainwashing—before she could even finish her first song—her stage was stormed by a group of women clad in strange armor, capable of flight.
They were no match for her, of course. Just hearing her voice turned them into her puppets.
They didn't harm her, but the incident shook her worldview to its core.
So she wasn't the only one with such power? Deep down, she knew it was unlikely—after all, her own abilities had been granted by a mysterious entity.
What Miku hadn't expected was that using her power even once would draw an attack so quickly.
The experience put her on high alert. She proceeded to extract information from the armored intruders, and what she learned sent chills down her spine.
Turns out, she was what they called a "Spirit"—and in the hidden world these people belonged to, Spirits were considered enemies of all humanity. Whenever one appeared, they had to be eliminated.
In other words, without even realizing it, she had become an enemy of the world.
More importantly, the reason they had found her was because using her abilities generated a detectable "reaction signal," which they could trace back to her location.
If that were all, it might not have terrified her so much. The combat prowess of these attackers wasn't impressive enough to make a high schooler like Miku grasp the true danger of being "the world's enemy."
But there was more.
They belonged to an anti-Spirit organization called DEM, which wielded a power known as the "Territory." This Territory ability was terrifying—it was practically her natural counter.
Within a Territory, all physical laws could be manipulated by the caster. In other words, they could directly control the transmission of sound, rendering her voice powerless against them.
Miku felt a surge of relief that the attackers had been taken out so easily—only because they had no prior knowledge of her abilities.
If that were the extent of it, she might have just brushed it off with a cold sweat, thinking that as long as she made them forget intel on her powers after each fight, she could remain undetected and secure an easy win every time. But what came next made her blood run cold.
According to the DEM squad members, besides DEM, there was another organization in the world called Schicksal.
Schicksal's influence hadn't reached Japan yet, but within its ranks was someone who had slain three Spirits—Bianka Durandal Ataegina.
She was humanity's strongest warrior, a diligent Valkyrie known for traveling all over the world.
She killed three Spirits like me? And she travels the world? Doesn't that mean she could come to Japan at any time?
The thought was suffocating.
What if that Durandal happened to be in Japan and detected her reaction signal? If she came after her, would there be any escape?
Terrified by this glimpse into a hidden world she knew nothing about, Miku didn't dare act recklessly anymore.
She used her voice to brainwash the DEM team members, making them concoct a plausible excuse to cover up the mission's failure, then carefully released everyone from her control.
From that day on, she was forced to live low-key, never able to truly spread her wings.
But…for these two beauties before her, it was worth taking the risk! She had to make them hers!
There was no way it could be such a coincidence, right? In two whole years, Durandal had never set foot in Japan. Would she really show up just when Miku decided to use her power for the first time?
Miku's smile grew bolder and more direct. "By the way, I still don't know your names."
"My apologies. I am Bianka Durandal Ataegina. You may call me Durandal. She is—"
"Wait…what did you say your name was?"
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