Part 115: Invitation to Fantasy

I accepted that the only power that could save me from those sad, painful days at Saint Lucia Academy... was the thing called magic, and I received Maria's introduction to the basics...


...Normal girls get over their fascination with magical girls when they leave elementary school. So seriously training to use magic at this age... was embarrassing even for me. But even that embarrassed feeling felt pleasant to me now. Right then, I was learning mental concentration from Maria onee-chan, in order to use magic.
But it wasn't going very well. It was about as hopeless as teaching a person to wiggle their ears by showing them... It seems that you need to imagine a vast space to gain the mental concentration for using magic. So I remembered the time from my younger days when my family had gone on a small vacation, when I had looked down towards the base from a viewing platform at a rest stop on a peak, and I tried painting this scene in my mental world.












...However, Maria onee-chan showed me that she could fill her own world with happiness using a power that's impossible for me. I used to look down on that happiness as something empty. Because I didn't believe in magic, I also denied everything else, refusing to believe in the happiness that magic gave birth to. But slowly, bit by bit, Maria onee-chan's world grew happier. In the past, I'd disparaged it, thinking it too pitiful to look at. But... that might've been nothing more than jealousy. I was forced to admit that. And now, this was my first step in my search for happiness...
A vast space. A dry wind that could blow without being blocked by anything. Let me feel that wind blowing through my own hair. I see, even the ground might get in my way as I am now. Then, I don't need a ground. Brush the ground away, downwards, downwards. In other words, it was as though I had floated up, leaving the ground far behind.
After pushing the ground further and further downwards, the ground grew foggy and faint, and for the first time, it began to feel like the sky. Then, I understood its vastness. In that instant, I felt the vivid wind go right through even my body... in other words, blowing through me without any resistance.









I see. You could call Sakutaro a being employed by Onee-chan. So, as a witch in the same alliance as her, it's possible for me to summon Sakutaro too...
I met Sakutaro's gaze. How pleasant it would be to have him just be there by my pillow, so he could talk to me a bit on lonely nights.


Looking happy, Sakutaro pressed his head against me like a cat. Suddenly getting a cute younger brother... felt a bit confusing, a bit embarrassing, and a bit nice. Unable to understand why I couldn't honestly accept this feeling, I felt tears well up in my eyes.



Hearing Beatrice's name gave me a slightly strange feeling. When it came to the crime on Rokkenjima, the public kept going on and on in a frenzy about how it was a sacrifice ceremony performed by a witch.

So, if the witch did commit that crime, that would make her the culprit who stole my family from me. However, Maria onee-chan said that Beatrice was a good witch. If I held negative emotions towards Beatrice, she'd get mad, leading to a nasty fight, and refuse to talk for a while. At this moment, Onee-chan was my only close friend. So to avoid worsening her mood, I'd decided to think of Beatrice as nothing more than Onee-chan's magic teacher...
Also, I believed that the crime was a conspiracy cooked up by Aunt Eva. I would definitely expose the truth about that someday...


I'd expect no less from you, Onee-chan... You instantly noticed that I was being overcome with idle thoughts. After shaking my head just once, I re-imagined the wind blowing through a vast space...


Maria onee-chan lifted both hands up to the level of her head... and quietly unified her mind. The state I wasn't able to reach except by meditating for a long period of time, she reached in the span of a few quick breaths. Then, a pale light began to gather in her palms, and one by one, the girls began to show themselves.

BGM: Novelette
The way they were summoned one after another in a line was a masterpiece. Incredible. Just like the illustrations in Onee-chan's grimoire, the Seven Sisters of Purgatory...
The younger sisters were behind the eldest, Lucifer, who saluted Onee-chan.




BGM: HANE








They were so energetic... I was shocked by their sudden burst of activity right after they appeared. And on top of that, I was surprised that the innocent Sakutaro was on such good terms with the Seven Sisters.





Member witches must respect each other's magic and creations. Even the sisters, who were normally shady and belligerent, treated fellow alliance members as friends. So, to the Seven Sisters, Sakutarou was a mutual friend. He was loved by all of them, and they were even trying to steal him away from each other.
This scene as they squeezed him and loved him was a bit charming.

At a glance, you'd think that Sakutaro's casual atmosphere and the Seven Sisters' shady one would be like water and oil. It looked like they definitely wouldn't be compatible. And yet, they were interacting in a friendly way like it was completely natural... If this wonderful alliance could join all the peoples of the world together, I wonder if everyone in the world would be able to become friends right away.




The oldest sister, Lucifer, gazed at my complexion as she advised this, speaking reservedly.


So, what Maria onee-chan was trying to say was something like this. To keep the Seven Sisters materialized, you are continuously burdened with a significant amount of magical power. Maybe you could say it was like training while wearing a weighted wristband.


...The seven of them certainly do seem boisterous. But even if this is for training, having them with me will surely distract me from my loneliness, at least a little. I understood it would be an ordeal, but wanted to give it a shot.

And everyone, if it looks tough for Ange, take it easy."


BGM: Parallel






In an instant, the inside of my head felt very heavy. This is... Yeah, it's tough... Until then, the inside of my head had only been used for myself. It was almost like it was now being used for seven other people. If they just stood there and blinked once or let out a single sigh, that would put a strong pressure on my head...











The Seven Sisters started arguing over who should erase themselves first. The energy from that fight all became a burden, forcing Ange to bear an even greater headache...

But even at that level, Ange was still far from comfortable. In the end, once six of them had erased themselves, I was finally able to calm my breathing. With my magical power, forget the Seven Sisters, just one person is my limit...

BGM: Apathy
Mammon, who had won all of the rock, paper, scissors matches and was permitted to remain until the end, grumbled.

Sakutaro stretched up on his tiptoes, trying to pat Ange's head. Watching this, Maria scratched her head, acknowledging that this sudden training had been too difficult.


Apparently, when one reaches Maria onee-chan's class, one can summon enough people to perform in an orchestra. For a witch apprentice, that's awe-inspiring...






I see, that definitely fits with her being Greed. But maybe you could also call it having a positive attitude.


My headache finally abated, and I relaxed both hands, which had been clutching at my head. Then Mammon stuck out her hand, helping me stand back up...


BGM: None
I hadn't expected Sakutaro to talk about the time. I was brought back into reality. As though the light had disappeared, the vast world sunk into the darkness, and I was in a tiny, tiny bathroom stall, sitting on a toilet... Onee-chan's grimoire was open on my lap.
I looked at the clock. It was almost 20:00, time for lights out. If I show up late for the roll call before lights out, not only will things get pretty annoying, but it'll cause trouble for my roommates and floormates. I couldn't care less about causing them trouble, but I don't want them messing with me later...
*sigh*... My free time by myself is already over for today. I'll sleep, wake up, tomorrow will begin, and another long, long gray-colored day will repeat again. I closed the grimoire and rose from the toilet seat...
At that time, Onee-chan appeared again and spoke.

BGM: Moonlit Night
I'd forgotten. The moment I'd returned to reality, Mammon's materialization had stopped... One more time, I created a strong image of the existence of Mammon in my mind...





...I have a two-person room, so my roommate is always there. Our relationship is gloomy and it feels like I'm always getting ignored. The atmosphere's bad, so I really can't relax there. And, as long as I'm not there, she can do what she likes, call her friends over and chat away. It's more convenient for them too if I don't return until just before lights out.
There's also a library, but there's a group that uses it as a meeting place, and they're always talking behind my back. So I don't like to go there. During lunch, it's the bushes behind the school building. During the night, it's the stall in the shared bathroom in the dorms. Those are the only hideaways where I can find peace...
I opened the door to the stall... and went out. I turned around, signaling with my eyes for Mammon to come with me.



When it came time for lights out, we had to change into uniform pajamas that we hated and called prison clothes, line up in the hallway, and go through the dorm leader's roll call. On the off-chance that someone was late, we would take collective responsibility, and all of the floormates would have to undergo punishment in the form of volunteer work... As long as I avoided this, the girls would look at me coldly, but they wouldn't get in my way. That alone was enough for me.
Mammon looked at the passing kids and the furnishings of the dorm with interest. Without paying her any particular attention, I hurried back to my room. In front of my room was my roommate, who had already changed into her prison clothes, chatting with some kids from the room next door. When they noticed me hurrying back, the topic of their conversation noticibly changed. They lowered their voices, stealing glances at me. I acted like I didn't notice, went into my room, and changed. Then I hastily went out into the corridor. Everyone was already lined up.


...After bad-mouthing the place, I noticed something. Having someone to listen to your complaints... feels surprisingly good.
Fortunately, Mammon's form can only be seen by her summoner, me. And of course, there was no need to speak out loud for this conversation. All I had to do was speak inside my mind, so no one could listen in. Magic... and the friends it creates... might actually not be so bad.



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She's probably trying to push a few more chores onto me. My roommate, who never even looked me in the eye normally, was smiling at me unpleasantly. But it'll be easier to have the weekly duty pushed onto me alone, rather than doing it together with her. That's a small price to pay to have her continue to ignore me non-stop...
Even so, with a completely shameless excuse, she sidestepped the issue for some reason and insisted on flipping the situation around, as though I should've come forward and done it of my own initiative. One of the special traits of this academy is that it's full of girls who don't know how to ask a favor.


...Yeah. Having a friend nearby all the time to complain to... makes me happier than I thought it would. It really was lively with all the Seven Sisters gathered together. I'm sure just watching them mess around will be a lot of fun. I want to gain enough magical power to summon all the Seven Sisters at once, and soon. So I'll train much, much more, and finally summon... the thing I really want to find.

Mammon noticed my conversation with myself inside my head and asked about it blankly. I hesitated to talk about it, but then figured that there was no reason to hide it and told her.


I know. So much so that even Maria onee-chan can't do it at all. But that's the thing I want to find with magic... the most.
I've been warned that it's a very difficult, high-level magic. So great that, in the worst case, I might not necessarily reach that point even after training for my whole life. Furthermore, I have no vessel. A vessel is vital for making magic succeed, whether it's summoning or resurrection. Because I don't have that, a magic that would already have been difficult is now hopeless. That's right. I have nothing to remember Dad or Mom by. However, by an extraordinary coincidence... I do have something to remember just Onii-chan by.
And that's... this.

BGM: Wingless

I know it's cheap, I realize that it doesn't match my style, and I get that it's too childish. But this hair accessory is the only thing that makes me feel as though Battler onii-chan is by my side. The glass case had been filled with plastic capsules packed with fun-looking things. It seemed that each capsule had some cute accessory in it. The game was to grab those with the crane, but I was young and it was too hard for me. I tried it several times, but I didn't even get close.
Mom said that whatever was inside was probably cheap anyway, and we didn't even know what we'd get, so there was no point in getting all upset over it. But whether it was something cheap or not wasn't the problem. The process of grabbing happiness with my own hands felt really important and sacred to me. So I wanted the cheap thing inside more than anything.

With his arms that were longer than mine, Onii-chan grasped the happiness that I couldn't reach. Onii-chan really was coordinated. It seems he often played with his friends at the arcades. After only one or two attempts, he grasped that thing on the other side of the glass with the crane that I hadn't even been able to touch... and threw it into the exit chute.

For several days, I felt like opening the capsule would be a waste. Then, one day, I finally opened it up. And what revealed itself inside... was this pink-jeweled hair accessory. Since that day... It's been a symbol for Onii-chan.
Since I was young, I felt that having all four of us gathered, including Battler onii-chan, was a precondition for a happy family. So I wanted Onii-chan and Dad to make up quickly. In my own way, I'd treated this hair accessory as a charm for bringing my whole family together. So I always used to wear it. I wanted to feel my reliable, fun, and wonderful Onii-chan by my side all the time... and let him live in our house.







In that sense, even though these words came from a shady demon girl who controls one of the seven deadly sins, they made me very happy.




...I'd thought that if a magical friend were to appear for me too, a cute kid like Sakutarou would be best. But even this fifth sister of the shady Seven Sisters who controlled the seven deadly sins... was enough to calm my heart so much all by herself. Maria onee-chan has probably known that since long ago. That's why she recommended the world of witches to me over and over and over again. And I kept on stubbornly rejecting her...
I should've given in and started my training as a witch sooner. A year for a child is worth ten years for an old person, right...? Now I find my past self, which only ever complained, deplorable for wasting my precious time. Long after I turned off the lights and slipped into bed, Mammon continued to talk to me alongside my pillow.
I promise. One day, for sure, I'll develop a magical power that can summon the Seven Sisters. And I'll let them have a lively and fun time. The seven of them make a single whole. None can be left out.
