Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V2 Chapter 64

Chapter 64: “Are you scared of owing someone?”

“You’re my fan, you say? To think that someone who watched my small channel would be here, all the way from Aomori… But now’s not the time for that. Let’s save autographs and photos for later.” 

“Oh, yes. I’m looking forward to it.” 

Samael seemed eager to treat Kazuto like a fan. 

(Now, will this end with a laugh, or will a third battle start? It’s hard to tell. Even if my power dropped temporarily below thirty percent because I pushed beyond my limits, to stop a demonic sword strike filled with killing intent without a scratch… That’s scary.) 

Embarrassingly, after consecutive battles with Ren and Mammon, Natsuki was at his limit. 

Ren was extraordinarily strong, and Mammon, being a high-ranking demon, showed no mercy with his formidable strength. 

“Well, I know about you too. I heard from Yocchan. But it’s a shame we had to meet like this.” 

“…You know Yocchan?”

“Yes, he’s a good friend of mine. Anyway… Natsuki Yura, I’m sorry. I promise I won’t let Mammon harm you again, so please, spare us this time.” 

Samael kneeled before Natsuki and bowed deeply.

“Samael-sama!?” 

Mammon was shocked to see Samael bowing, something he hadn’t expected.

Natsuki, too, was bewildered, not expecting a high-ranking demon capable of fighting Satan to bow to a human she could defeat.

“So please, I ask you. Don’t kill Mammon. And let us treat that boy. There might still be time. I beg of you.”

Natsuki looked back at Koume. 

“I’ve already said it’s enough! I’m happy you fought for me, but I don’t want Natsuki to get hurt for my sake! You should understand that! Fool!” 

“…Oh, I see. Sorry. I was trying to protect Koume-chan but ended up just taking out my feelings.”

“No, I’m sorry. I’m really happy that Natsuki tried to protect me. Truly. But I don’t want to see my family falling apart.”

Natsuki saw tears forming in Koume’s eyes.

“Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, Koume-chan.”

“No need to apologize!” 

Turning away from Koume, who was wiping her eyes with her sleeve, Natsuki straightforwardly told Samael,

“So, if you promise not to harm us, including Koume-chan, I won’t do anything.”

“I’m grateful. I’ll take responsibility. Understand, Mammon?”

“But!” 

“I know you want me to be the demon king.”

“Then!”

“Right now, that boy is more important!” 

“…Yes. Please save Ren.”

Mammon prioritized Ren, who he had come to think of as his own child in a short time, over his centuries-old ambition to make Samael the demon king. 

“Healing isn’t my strong suit, but I’ll try.”

Ren was still alive but in such a weak state that it wouldn’t be surprising if he died at any moment.

Samael tried to use healing magic by increasing her magical power, but her lack of skill wasn’t just modesty; it was the truth. Natsuki might have been able to heal more effectively if he hadn’t been worn out from the battle. Right now, he just didn’t have the magical energy to spare for Ren’s healing. 

“What have I done? I’m a greedy demon, always misunderstanding what truly matters. Ren, please. I can’t forget the fun days we had together…!”

Mammon, too, pushed beyond his limits to pour magical energy into Ren, but there was no change.

“Ren was a pitiable child. Born with extraordinary spiritual power, he was abandoned by his parents who saw him as a monster and lived by stealing, until a rogue psychic took notice of him and dragged him into this world. He gathered children in similar situations, gladly doing the dirty work for them. I’m the worst kind of demon for using Ren. If anyone’s life should be taken, it should be mine!” 

Mammon cried out in agony. 

“… awkward.”

“Can’t Natsuki do something?”

“Like, zap him with some hero magic.”

“Natsuki-kun” 

Koume and the others asked if there was anything he could do, but he couldn’t.

(Why talk about Ren’s tough life now? If he dies, it’ll leave such a bad taste on me. Like, I can’t possibly celebrate winning, even if I wanted to. What am I supposed to do? Do I look bad here? Eh? No way! Come on, someone do something! I’ll do anything, please!)

Just when Natsuki was desperately praying for a miracle…

“―You owe me now.”

A voice that was both divine and somewhat suspicious echoed through the world.

“―Geh”

Koume made a displeased sound as a single white feather slowly descended from the sky. 

The feather danced in the wind and landed on Ren’s chest.

In the next moment, a blinding holy light filled the world, temporarily blinding Natsuki and the others. 

A tremendous divine aura raged like a storm, warm yet wild, with a force beyond imagination swirling around.

“What kind of power is this?” 

Natsuki couldn’t see what was happening as he shielded his eyes with his arm, but he understood that an incredible force, something he couldn’t possibly replicate, was at work.

When the divine aura settled, and he cautiously opened his eyes, 

“Wha,”

Natsuki was genuinely amazed. 

The coliseum, which had been nothing but dirt and stone, was now overflowing with greenery. 

From small flowers to lush trees, green filled the world as far as the eye could see. 

The world that Natsuki had slashed apart was also repaired.

And then, 

“Huh? Why am I…?”

“Mammon, mammon, mammon!”

“Wait, Mammon-san!”

Ren, completely unharmed, had regained consciousness. 

Mammon couldn’t help but cry and hug him. 

Not only Ren was healed. Mammon, who had received Natsuki’s holy sword strike, and Natsuki, who had exhausted his power, were also fully recovered. 

“That’s God for you.”

“Yeah, God is awesome!”

When Koume mentioned God, Natsuki, who had kind of expected it, slumped his shoulders.

“Though, owing God seems scary.”

Natsuki, now in debt to God, tried to think about what that might entail, then gave up on thinking altogether. 

For now, he decided to forget about God and just be happy that Ren was safe. 

(So, is it all over now?) 

As soon as Natsuki relaxed a bit, he heard…

“NATSUKIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!”

…a horribly unpleasant and discordant voice that shattered the peace.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

God: grins 

Next time… someone will be making an exit, but I won’t say who!