The sky was filled with twilight, but the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Inside the Himejima Family's council room, it was quite lively.
"He's finally gone! That guy's finally gone!"
"This time, we must eliminate the family's disgrace!"
"Seconded!"
"Agreed."
Many elders and family members were discussing animatedly.
At this moment, the door opened, and everyone quieted down.
An old woman walked in, supported by a young girl with reddish hair.
They were the Himejima Family head, Himejima Shuoh, and the next family head, Himejima Suzaku.
"Greetings, Family Head!"
Everyone bowed.
Himejima Shuoh nodded, then sat in the main seat, while Himejima Suzaku sat beside Himejima Shuoh.
She scanned the room; everyone who should be there had arrived.
So, the next step was to discuss important matters.
That was to erase the Himejima Family's disgrace!
She cleared her throat, her voice sounding old and frail.
"I believe everyone has received the news. That outsider from the back mountain has left the shrine. So tonight is a good time for us to deal with this disgrace!"
"Deal with the heretics! Erase the disgrace!"
"Kill them!"
"..."
Himejima Suzaku, sitting beside Himejima Shuoh, showed no change in expression as she looked at her clansmen, but her heart was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Because she had a child with a Fallen Angel, were they going to kill her aunt and cousin?
Himejima Suzaku felt unwilling.
She wanted to reform, to change these things, but she couldn't; she lacked the ability.
She remained silent.
After the meeting, she would quickly tip them off, so her aunt and the others could leave this troubled place as soon as possible.
As Himejima Shuoh waved her hand, the noisy scene quieted down.
Now they just waited for the Family Head to assign tasks, so they could carry them out!
Himejima Shuoh slowly began to speak, assigning tasks.
"We will act tonight. We must clean up the disgrace that has tainted the Himejima Family for ten years!
First Elder, you will lead the team tonight to eliminate them, especially that little bastard. We absolutely cannot allow the Himejima bloodline to have any blemish!"
After Himejima Shuoh finished speaking, the Himejima First Elder nodded and said, "As you command!"
The others looked excited. Finally! Today, they could finally clean up the Himejima Family's disgrace.
As for offending the Fallen Angel faction?
Sorry, the Himejima Family is just handling family matters. Does the Fallen Angel want to interfere in family affairs?
The previously silent Himejima Suzaku was now extremely anxious. This matter needed to be done quickly, otherwise, it would truly be too late.
"Everyone, prepare early. We'll act early tonight!"
"Yes, Family Head!"
As the meeting ended, everyone dispersed, and Himejima Suzaku also quickly left.
But just as she reached the door, Himejima Shuoh's voice came.
"Little Suzaku, stay here tonight."
Hearing this, Himejima Suzaku's expression changed, but she still prepared to leave alone.
However, at the door, the Himejima Family's Second Elder sat there.
"Miss Suzaku, please return," the Second Elder said slowly.
Himejima Suzaku's face suddenly changed.
Indeed, she couldn't do anything.
At this moment, Himejima Shuoh spoke again.
"I know what you're trying to do. Don't think about tipping them off.
The family has its rules.
So, stay here with me tonight."
Himejima Suzaku felt unwilling inside, but on her face, she respectfully said,
"Okay, Grandma."
Then she sat beside her.
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Could she really not save her aunt and cousin?
...
Meanwhile, in a park.
A crack appeared in the empty square.
Immediately, a figure shot out. This figure was Abel.
"Ugh ~"
Abel leaned on a large tree and began to dry heave.
This was a slight side effect after crossing time and space; it would get better after a few more times.
After dry heaving for a while, Abel slowly recovered.
He wiped the corner of his mouth, then straightened up, and looked around, somewhat bewildered.
Where did this take him?
This looked like a park.
But what time period was this?
Was it before Aunt Zhuli passed away?
Just as Abel was lost in thought, a figure appeared behind Abel.
The figure slowly walked towards Abel.
Abel felt a familiar aura. He turned around and saw Grayfia in a maid outfit standing behind him.
She was looking at him with a resentful expression.
Feeling this resentment, Abel awkwardly chuckled, "Cough, cough, so it's Grayfia."
For him, only a few minutes had passed, but for Grayfia, they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.
As for his childhood self?
Just a little unripe melon that couldn't be eaten yet.
However, for Grayfia, witnessing the growth of young Abel was quite nice.
"I should say, long time no see."
Saying that, Grayfia walked in front of Abel, helped him straighten his collar, and smiled, "Or should I say, what have you been doing just now?"
For two people on different timelines, such a greeting seemed to be no problem.
Abel smiled, but he didn't forget what he needed to do. Now he should confirm the timeline.
"By the way, how old am I now?"
"Eight years old."
Grayfia answered concisely.
Listening to Grayfia's answer, Abel nodded. It was about right.
He looked up at the sky.
The sun had already set. In a while, he would have to go save someone.
"Do you want to see what your self at this time period is doing?"
"Sure."
Facing Grayfia's question, Abel nodded.
Then Grayfia brought up a magical light screen.
It was a live broadcast.
He saw young Abel leading young Rias, hiding in a stairwell in a school, both of them looking somewhat excited.
Then a little blond boy slowly walked past.
This little blond boy was Riser.
The next second, Rias put a sack over him, and then Abel, holding a wooden stick, hit him with one blow.
Hit and run.
"Well done, worthy of me!"
Watching this scene, Abel blurted out directly.
However, seeing that Akeno was not next to Rias, it could be confirmed that young Akeno had not yet been hunted, but it should be soon.
Watching the magic broadcast, suddenly, three words flashed through Abel's mind.
High-definition, lossless version of black history.
Perhaps knowing what Abel was thinking, Grayfia's lips noticeably curved upwards.
"Yes, there is ~ All of it is there ~"
He wanted to say something, but it turned into a sigh.
As long as the black history isn't spread, it's fine. You see, after he awakened his bloodline power, those things weren't spread.
After a while, Abel stretched his body, then instructed Grayfia.
"Grayfia, later, take little Rias to meet her Queen."
"Sure."
Seeing Grayfia agree, Abel left the spot.
He began what he needed to do this time.
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