(One week before the disappearance of Kamijou Touma and Magic God Othinus)

Academy City, a landlocked sovereign city-state whose territory consists of a walled enclave within the Tokyo Metropolitan Employment Area. It's a city dedicated to the advancement of science and technology, and also the development of ESP abilities for its talented students.

There was one particular building with one of the most distinctive feature compared to other buildings, which was the lack of glass window, a Windowless Building. Urban legends and rumors painted it with many stories, ranging from being real life's demon king's castle to being a secret HQ of grey aliens and other extraterrestrial creatures.

Alas, those who knew better already understand that it's the domain of Academy City's sole ruler, Aleister Crowley. The man himself was also known as the father of modern magic and also the worst traitor to the world of it.

Only a few people ever entered the void building, and none of them knew the existence of two particular "individuals" who were also reside within it. One of them had the codename of DRAGON and was a mysterious existence summoned by Aleister Crowley himself, Aiwass.

"She accepted your offer. I presume she will be here anytime soon."

"Duly noted. And the estimation of success?"

Another "individual" answered him instead of the peculiar existence that was floating beside his medical tube.

"Interference from Imagine Breaker could reduce the spell's effectiveness around sixty to seventy percent. Spell calibration is ninety-five percent."

A distinctive female voice could be heard behind the silver-haired board chairman. Reading Thoth 78, a "Discussion-type Thought Assistance Artificial Intelligence", also known as a parallel processing device and artificial intelligence built into the Windowless Building. It was an original grimoire as well as one of the two supercomputers possessed by Academy City, and this particular type was specifically reserved only for the plans of Aleister Crowley.

The supercomputer recreated a thought entity in the form of Mina Mathers, one of Aleister Crowley's past associates from his time with a magic cabal named Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn. It allowed the supercomputer to match its epithet more properly.

"Hm. Other people would consider it a risk-heavy outcome, but for someone like me it's the perfect ratio between success and failure."

"Then the spell's completion should be done in less than an hour, depends on the subject's time of arrival for further calibration and synergy processing."

Then a sudden a pitch-black magic circle was drawn on the floor, and a stoic little girl with gothic fashion emerged from it.

"Welcome, Dragon God. To be honest I didn't really put much hope on you answering my call."

"...Human….no?...What...are you?"

"It's a fine discussion topic, for another time. For now, let me explain why you are here."

The peculiar entity known as Aleister Crowley rarely showed any difference on his demeanor whenever he spoke about things regardless of topic and intention.

"Apocalypse will soon come to your world, and I'm not speaking of that chained wild dog known as Trihexa."

(Present day)

Ray of the morning sun infiltrated the cozy room of a certain spiky-haired boy with his tiny female companion.

"Ugh...it's morning already?" Kamijou yawned while stretching his arms.

"Mhm, we did talk a lot of things...last night." The sleepy goddess who was laying near his head looked at the clock on the wall lazily.

"Need...to prepare breakfast…"

"Sure... you... do that. I'll just...take...another minute…" He looked at the dozed off witch. His right thumb softly caressed her small cheek, much to her comfort even though her face didn't show it. He walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

The spiky-haired boy already on his way to the kitchen, but apparently someone had already begun preparing the breakfast because he heard the sound of a boiling soup.

"Oh Katase-san, you're already awake?" The peach-haired lady looked back at her back.

"Oh, Kamijou-kun! Yes, I feel like trying a new dish for today's breakfast and lunch. Sister said that she wants a new flavor for the morning, saying that it's gonna be a good luck charm for today."

"Good luck charm? Is your sister going to have a test or something?"

"I-It's not like that. Today's gonna be her 4th time to a...mixer." A sweatdrop formed on both teenage's foreheads.

"I-Is that so…? For some reason, I feel like I would dodge a huge landmine if I just ignore it."

"Y-yeah, that will do...ahaha…"

The boy was starting to heat the oil in a frypan, and then cutting some vegetables while the girl was washing the rice.

"So Kamijou-kun, you promised to tell us...right?"

"Yeah yeah, don't worry I'll tell everything. I swear things are just gonna get rougher in the future."

"Well, can I assume that your usual luck has a part in it?" She smugly teased the poor boy, who only grumbled in annoyance.

"And that's what exactly happened to me. Such misfortune."

"Are you...sure? Suddenly being teleported into a desolate land of Russia in the middle of a date sounds too much."

"I-It's not a date! And I'm speaking the truth! I really wish it's not as terrible as it sounds..."

"*giggle* yes, yes I believe you. Now, are you sure those guys will hound you again?"

"With my luck? Yes, definitely."

The elder sister picked a bean with her fork and put it in her mouth.

"Like I said before, you don't need to worry about us. We may not have any fancy power, but at the very least I could ask our parents to come here and help you."

"N-no, I can't possibly-"

"Ka-mi-jou~"

"Eek!" The poor boy could only gulp in panic before the smiling demoness sitting in front of him while the younger sister only smiled wryly

A week had passed since the incident of a certain nun and her devil friend. Peace and quiet had returned to the ground of Kuoh Academy and some of its students, namely the members of Occult Research Club already settled down with their newest addition. Granted there was a rumor circulated around the school, speaking about a runaway tiger because of a mysterious howl being heard by regular students. But it was quickly passed off as another urban legend nonsense of their school.

As for the ever diligent student council president, she received yet another visit from the stranded offworlder duo.

"Kamijou-kun, pay attention more to the casters behind Tsubaki."

"Human, please double your effort. You won't last 5 minutes against a hostile devil peerage if you're only like this. Also, pay a close attention to your right hand, don't let it touch any of your opponents."

"Would you two please shut up!? Both of you expect too much from a normal human like me- AAGH! Phew, that was close. Shinra-san, are you sure you're going easy on me?"

"Whatever do you mean, Kamijou-san?"

Three days after the incident with rogue fallen angels, the unlucky Kamijou Touma was having a daily spar with the entire Sitri's group in the afternoon, excluding the leader herself. Surprisingly it was held because of the request from a certain palm-sized fairy, much to the spiky-haired boy's dismay.

"Are you sure this is wise, Othinus-san? Kamijou-kun may be impressive for a normal young human, but that's it. He's still a normal human without any physical enhancement or magical power."

"I never expect him to pummel down any devil peerage or other supernatural legions by himself. I just want him to have a better chance of survival in case he encounters one, which with his luck it's only a matter of time. *sigh*" The tiny goddess Othinus sat on the shoulder of Sona Sitri, nibbling a cookie while the heiress was sitting in the edge of the stadium, sipping her black tea.

"Be that as it may, it's still quite the sudden."

"Perhaps, but this is also related to the next request I have for you. If you grant this, consider me owes a big favor to you."

"Is that so? Interesting, but it still depends on what you want."

"Not much, it's…" Othinus leaned to her left ear and whispered something intangible to the others in the stadium.

"Well, you're right that it's not much. So is that why you ask me to let my peerage have a regular spar with him?"

"Pretty much. This world is vastly different from ours so he needs any experience he could get. It's a miracle that Imagine Breaker didn't completely erase Hyoudou Issei a few days ago, but I won't- he shouldn't always hope that his right hand's brief touch on devils like you would only mildly harm them. For all we know, Imagine Breaker could already adapt to the laws of this world and begin to erase them in an instant."

"Yeah, I can see that would be very problematic. I see, the real reason you want this because…"

"Correct. Kamijou Touma is not an individual who can handle the death of a person easily. When he accidentally erases someone with his right hand, he would break down even if they are his enemy. I...don't want that to happen. That's why...my next request is absolutely important." The fairy's lone green orb cast a solemn gaze to the hectic battle between a spiky-haired boy and a few devil students at the field.

"For his sake, and mine."

Sona listened to the tiny goddess on her shoulder. If granting her request would allow her to accomplish whatever objectives she had, her peerage would definitely have a great advantage over plenty of budding devil peerages, Rias included.

(An hour ago)

"Tsubaki, please gather the others and prepare the gym field for the spar with Kamijou-kun."

"Yes, Kaichou. Saji, contact Momo and Reya. I'll find the rest. Kamijou-kun, follow me if you would."

"Yes, Shinra-senpai."

"Y-yes."

As Tsubaki, Saji and Kamijou left the student council's room, Sona and Othinus stared at each other.

"So, what do you want to talk, Othinus-san?"

"Alright, but if you tell this to the others then our agreement will be null and void."

Sona nodded her head. "I'm a professional, Othinus-san. I know exactly well how disastrous a breach of trust can be."

"Alright then, but before I begin let me ask you a question. Do you ever heard a piece of ancient literature from somewhere in northern Europe named Gesta Danorum?"

"?" Gesta Danorum. I think I've heard that one. It's a patriotic work of Danish history. The entire thing is also written in Latin if I recall correctly. But I wonder why Othinus-san….wait….Othinus…?

"!" No, no way. It's ridiculous…

"I see you've understood what I'm about to say. I underestimated you Sitri, apparently your mind is far more competent than any devil I've met before." Othinus grinned.

"N-no way, you must be only borrowing-"

"I'm the real deal, Sona Sitri." At that moment, Othinus tapped her right feet and let out an unusual tone that demands absolute authority and subservience to those who heard it. Even Sona with all her trained mind couldn't help but gasp and resist a great urge to bow her head in awe.

"*cough* Hmph, it's been a while since I speak like that."

"Y-yes…" I-Is she really…?

"As you have already known, "Othinus" is a Latin name for a certain god from Norse Mythology. Gesta Danorum used the name for its euhemerism of said mythology."

"B-but that god we're speaking about is still-"

"I know. But I have to say, he's pathetic. From the last time I saw that cretin, his so-called Gungnir is pretty subpar and an absolute sad excuse compared to the one I once possessed."

Sona couldn't believe her ears. The presence of Imagine Breaker was already outrageous enough for her mind, but if what the tiny fairy had said so far was a complete undiluted truth, then…

"H-Have I unknowingly made a pact with Odin?"

"It's Othinus, you damn four-eyed. Don't confuse me with that pretender."

Before her mind could completely break from the dropped bombshell, she took a deep breath and forcibly calmed herself.

"Suppose you speak the truth, but where's the proof aside from your name? Like what I've tried to say before, for all I know it could be that you just took the name from the work's script for yourself and pretend yourself as one."

"I suppose you're right. I couldn't prove it to you...unless you grant my two requests."

(Present)

If Othinus succeeded, she would get her proof and if everything was checked then she would have an actual god as her contractor. Something that never happened in the past, and it's not one chance she would ever let to pass. Even if she lied, there was still Imagine Breaker that she had entrusted with her and her peerage as potential leverage. It might be hard for her to read someone like Othinus, but she could clearly see her sincerity with perfect clarity whenever the topic of Kamijou Touma was brought into their conversation.

"So, what's the time?"

"Tonight, preferably. I can't afford more leniency. Those damn featherbrains already made a contact with him. Sooner or later, the word of his power will spread like a virulent disease and annoying wretches will begin to hunt him down. Sitri name may hold a power to lower and middle castes, but higher class devils, archangels or high gods from other mythologies won't give a crap about it."

Sona pulled out a small white paper with a drawing of a magic circle and handed it out to the tiny witch.

"Well then I'll give you this, a portal paper so you can summon a direct portal to my house. And Othinus-san..."

"?"

"You haven't told him about this?"

"...Yes. I'll tell him tonight."

A rare thin smile graced the student council president's face.

"Then I'll hope everything goes well for you, and Kamijou-kun."

"*pant* *pant* T-This is the worst! Why am I suddenly being subjected to a military drill!?"

"You're exaggerating, Kamijou-san. While I admit that this spar feels somewhat more intense compared to the usual regiment because of the danger from your right hand, it's not like this would make our backs sore for days."

"Yeah Kamijou, it's just that you're too weak to keep up with us hahaha- ouch!"

"Be nice, Saji-kun. Kaichou doesn't approve of bullying no matter how light it is."

While the Sitri heiress and the one-eyed fairy were talking with each other, Kamijou, Tsubaki, Saji and the rest of the peerage were taking a break with sets of light assortments.

"Hey hey, Kamijou-kun~ Tell us some stories about your world." Asked a certain twin-tailed hair with reddish-brown hair named Meguri Tomoe. She was Sona Sitri's only Knight at the moment.

"Eh, what do you want to know, Meguri-san? I don't think my world is that fantastical compared to the existence like Devils or Dragons."

"I agree with Tomoe, Kamijou-san. You're an offworlder, and it's not every day we could meet with someone from other dimension or universe, take whatever suits you more." Another female member of the peerage also joined in. She had a snowy white hair and a rather blessed asset on the chest area. She was one of the Bishops of Sitri, Hanakai Momo.

"Is that so? With the things I've learned from this world, it's kinda hard to believe."

Kamijou spotted a blue-haired girl who seemed to be uninterested with him, sighing in relief.

Though if one looked closer, the silent girl actually listened to the conversation attentively.

"Well, it's not much really. I'm from Academy City, a city filled with various scientific advancements in almost all technological field."

"So it's like a futuristic city you'll see in sci-fi movies?" Asked Tsubaki.

"Hmm, not really actually. There's still no flying cars or super tall skyscrapers just yet. No, there was one actually. A giant space elevator."

"Space...elevator?"

"Yeah, it's a massive elevator tower with its highest point reaches beyond the Earth's atmosphere so at the topmost floor you can see the outer space directly without the need to wear astronaut's suit...

"Oooh~ What the hell Kamijou, that's totally like a sci-fi thing already." Shouted Saji.

Except most sci-fi stories don't have an immortal loli and an attempt to blow Earth apart with a giant magic ritual, snickered Kamijou inwardly.

"I guess so. Even so, it was like a huge fad back then. The rest of the city is not that different from Tokyo, except with automated bus, esper students and self-patrol robots."

"You really need to read or watch more sci-fi stuff, Kamijou."

"I-Is that so?" Kamijou blushed a bit, while the others giggled in amusement.

"A question, Kamijou-kun." Reya, Sona Sitri's other bishop suddenly spoke. She was a well-endowed girl with brown hair and twin-braid. Kamijou only nodded at her.

"Could you explain what espers from your world are like?"

"Ooh~ our resident nerd has begun her interrogation!"

"S-shut up, Tomoe. It's not like that."

"Well I won't claim to be an expert in esper R&D, but an esper is a person who had undergone Power Development Program from Academy City. Basically, you have this thing called "Personal Reality", which would allow you to conjure a specific power."

"Personal...Reality?"

"To be honest I still don't fully understand it, but I can use Schrodinger's Theory as an analogy to it. Here look." The spiky-haired boy grabbed a soda can that was placed near him.

"Say Shinra-san, what do you think is inside this soda can?"

"It's…soda water obviously."

"No, it's just a normal water."

"H-huh?"

Kamijou went silence for a moment before he continued.

"I ask again, what do you think is inside this soda can?"

"...Didn't you just say that it's just a normal water?"

"Oh, but there's a possibility that I just lied to you. There's a fifty-fifty chance between normal water and soda water" Kamijou grinned. Tsubaki sported a glare at the spiky-haired boy.

He then proceeded to pour some of its content to an empty plastic cup. Tsubaki and the others directed their attention to the cup, seeing it half-filled with soda water.

"...soda water."

"I ask you once again Shinra-san, what do you think is inside this can?"

"Now you're just screwing with me, Kamijou-san."

"Right, you already see the content so now you believe that the answer it's 100% soda water."

Kamijou swung the can around.

"But what if there are other people who still believe that this can has normal water in it? What if they believed in that possibility and received actual normal water in it?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Asked Tsubaki, puzzled by his words.

"So what I'm trying to say the whole time is that for those people who can substitute the normal reality with their own, we call them "Espers"."

"...So, correct me if I'm wrong, you have your own Personal Reality and manifest it to the real world?" Kamijou nodded in satisfaction. Thank you oh the great one that is Komoe-sensei! This poor Kamijou-san is finally able to recite the fundamentals perfectly. The heart of a certain boy right now was filled with so much pride and joy.

"That's certainly… fascinating to say the least. With this knowledge, one can even revolutionize the entire world. This world, at the very least. And the possibilities are limitless… Kamijou-san, what is exactly the Power Development Program entails?" Asked Tsubaki. If this "Personal Reality" could be used by our peerage as well, then-

"I'm sorry Shinra-san, but that's a classified information." Kamijou explained.

"I...see." The older girl only nodded in disappointment.

"Wooow, that's totally awesome Kamijou-kun! Can you show your esper ability!?" A certain Meguri had her eyes sparkling with stars. It somehow triggered a tiny spark in his head, though he didn't understand what exactly it meant.

"Sorry but I'm just a lowly Level 0. This poor Kamijou-san doesn't have any ability other than Imagine Breaker."

"Level 0? So there's a classification amongst the espers as well?" Another member of the peerage spoke to him. She was Ruruko Nimura, another female with twin-tailed hair and also a Pawn of Sona Sitri along with Saji. And like Tsubaki, she was also utterly mesmerized by the knowledge from Academy City as well.

"Yeah. I could explain it as well, but it would take some time."

"Don't worry Kamijou-san, the spar for today is over. We still have much time to spend, at least until Kaichou finished her talk with Othinus-san. Besides, we're allies so it's only natural that we should try to know and understand each other" Well, for now we have to build a certain degree of trust with him and the tiny fairy. I'm fairly sure Kaichou has this in mind as well. Pondered the long-haired girl.

"Well, I don't mind. And yeah I couldn't agree more with you, Shinra-san." Kamijou and Tsubaki smiled at each other. And thus that day the offworlders spent their afternoon knitting bond with the Sitri's peerage.

"So, human. Do you really want to go to this shady fallen angel's place? In the evening?"

"Y-yeah, sorry Othinus but this won't take long, I promise."

"You better be quick. Or your cheek will receive another loving caress from the elder sister."

"Y-you don't need to remind me of that."

"Oh ho, that must be Kamijou Touma-kun." A certain old fallen angel sprung his way to his residence's front door.

"Evening, Kamijou-kun! I think I'll have more perfect tests for your Imagine Break-" The creepy happy face of Azazel suddenly vanished when he saw a particularly small person sitting on the shoulder of Kamijou.

"Yo, brat. It's been a while, huh."

"You're…...YOU'RE!?"

Azazel was a veteran of a Great War that encompassed all three biblical factions. He already had his fair share of experiencing terrible enemies and vicious onslaughts.

But there was a particular unrecorded encounter.

"H-How are you…!?"

Purposely buried in the sands of time by those who were involved.

"Yes, it's me. Now would you stop being overdramatic and conclude your business with this human over here."

In the far past, while the Great War was still raging across the land, two unfortunate fallen angels met a certain individual.

"D-Did you forget what you've done in the past, you terrible witch!?"

A woman, capable of shifting the world to her whims as she wishes.

"I'm not. And I don't care. It's a relic in the past."

She had an eyepatch on her right eye, wielding a golden ornate spear.

"You dare…! That war, that...fucking war..."

The battered fallen angels watched as her lone green orb gazed upon a bloody clash of Devils and Angels.

"WAS YOUR FAULT!"

They could see nothing but boredom filled the orb.

"I'm...I'm sorry Kamijou-kun. That was rather unbecoming of me."

"No, it's alright." Kamijou threw a glare at his tiny witch who had been sitting on his shoulder.

"Othinus, you knew this would happen and you still didn't tell me…"

"Hmph, not my fault that he started hyperventilating out of nowhere."

"*sigh* such misfortune…."

While the old fallen angel already calmed himself down, he still felt overly tense at the presence of Othinus.

"Kamijou-kun… would you explain how you could being such a close...acquaintance with her, of all people in this world?"

The fairy only snorted in amusement while Kamijou scratched his head.

"Well, you can say that we've got a long history. And I don't feel like telling it to other people. I'm sorry."

"It's alright. But you do realize who she really is, right?"

"Yes."

"...And you still accept someone like her?"

"Yes."

"...Why? She was probably the most dangerous existence I've ever met in my long life, Kamijou Touma."

"I know."

"...You witch, just what did you to a regular human like him? Do you have another nefarious scheme using Imagine Breaker? Do you want to start another disaster!?"

"I have no obligation to tell anything on you, Azazel of the Grigori. Also, do you really think I have the slightest intention to visit this backwater realm ever again? This world already disappointed me once."

"...Then why you are here?"

"...Well, whatever since I'm already here I'm just gonna be blunt. Do you have any idea where is Ophis currently?"

"Ophis? What does the Dragon God have to do with-" A certain investigation he did around a month ago resurfaced in his mind.

"You...I see. Kamijou Touma, you don't belong in this world, am I correct?" Azazel inquired the spiky-haired boy.

"Wait, how did you-"

"Kuoh Park. One month ago. I and Baraqiel examined a residual energy that was permeating around the park. It was rather faint, but we were certain that it belonged to the Dragon God."

"I see, but that still doesn't explain-"

"Wait until I finish, Kamijou-kun." Azazel interjected. He sipped his lukewarm coffee before he pointed at his right hand.

"Your Imagine Breaker. Every mystical power, sacred weapons, relics or any supernatural entity in this world has their history recorded and documented. But Imagine Breaker is a total unknown. There's no legend, fable, poetry or any kind of ancient record that had a single trace of its existence."

"Is that so?"

"And the fact that you know this witch makes me even more certain that you're not from this world."

"Othinus, just what the hell have you done to this world?"

"...I just happened to arrive in this world during my... search. Hel, even without me pushing things around, all those greedy factions would have started their own war regardless."

"You couldn't have known that, you witc-"

"Have a care in your tone, fallen angel. Do you think I'm powerless because of my current size? I decided not to butcher your weak subordinates because I don't want to involve myself and Kamijou Touma with the affairs of this world even further."

"..."

Azazel wasn't sure what he should do at that moment. He had a strong desire to exact a bloody justice on the tiny goddess for what she had done in the past. On the other hand, he hated the idea of restarting another war that would engulf the world once more. Moreover…

The dual-colored hair fallen angel could only stand in fright as he watched the mysterious one-eyed goddess slaughtered hundreds of battalions from both Devils and Angels without much care.

He wasn't sure if he could win against a menace like her, even if he were to bring the entire Grigori with him.

No hell, he wasn't even sure that he would win even if by some miracles he could gather both Devils and Angels together in this.

So…

"Alright. As long as you don't cause any trouble within the territories of anyone from the three factions then I won't pursue a conflict with you. For now."

"*chuckling* such arrogance, but whatever. Like I said, I have no interest in this world anymore."

"Then I'll hold your words. For now, Kamijou-kun."

"Yes?"

"Someone wants to meet you."

While the Governor of Fallen Angel was talking with a certain spiky-haired boy along with his strange companion, a relatively short girl with blonde hair was standing in silent near the living room. Initially, she had been waiting for a call from the Governor, but for some reason she felt restless by just idling around her room.

Ugh damn it, I can't wait anymore!

Thus she left her room and headed toward the living room. But before she could barge in, she heard Azazel shouted in anger to his guest.

W-what? What the hell was that?

She took a peek, and saw a spiky-haired human boy along with a...woman doll?

That guy…. a human? And what's the deal with that girl doll on his shoulder?

She decided to just eavesdrop and prayed that she wouldn't be noticed.

"So, Mittelt-chan. Come here, you've been asking the identity of your knight in shining armor right? There, you have it."

"Who the hell is knight in shining armor, you old fart!? If I have such an armor, I would have sold it for extra ingredients and new clothes."

"Tch, grow some romantical sense, you virgin brat."

"What was that!? You dare to mock this Kamijou-san loveless life right now, huh!?"

"*sigh* both of you are retarded." The tiny fairy leaned her head to Kamijou's cheek and closed her eye, tried to tune out from all the nonsense she just heard.

"Well, whatever. I suppose I should introduce both of you to each other. Kamijou, this is the blonde girl you saved from that night. She's Mittelt, a former subordinate of Raynare."

"O-oh, well it's nice to meet you Mittelt-san. Is your body already healed?" Kamijou bowed his head toward the gothic lolita with blonde twin-tailed hair.

"And Mittelt-chan, this is your knight, Kamijou Touma. He was one of Grigori's foreign associates, although not many people know about him just yet so it would be appreciated if you don't speak of him carelessly."

"I-I understand, Azazel-sama. And Kamijou Touma-sama, I deeply owe you for saving my life." She bowed her body to the human boy, much to his surprise.

"T-There's no need to be so formal with me, Mittelt-san."

"Nonsense! I…"

The lolita angel cast her gaze down on the floor.

"I was so scared that night, I was so scared that I wouldn't be able to experience everything this world has to offer. I was scared... that I wouldn't be able to leave my own mark in this world."

"Therefore, you can't imagine how blessed I felt when I woke up at Azazel-sama's abode. Granted that I wouldn't be able to go anywhere for a period of time, but..."

Then the blonde lolita lifted her head, smiled at the spiky-haired boy with as much heartfelt gratitude and warmness she could muster. Something that was considered as shameful and disgraceful gesture for the old Mittelt.

"Thank you, for saving me and my dream."

As dense as Kamijou Touma was, even he couldn't help but blush furiously at the seemingly genuine confession of gratitude (at least, that's what his mind had registered).

"Hoo, so you're not satisfied only with the pink-haired one, and now you just have to snatch another one huh."

"W-What the hell are you talking about, Othinus?"

"Hmph." The one-eyed witch flew to the front door, fuming.

"H-hey Othinus, hey Othi-chan wait! Acting like a generic tsundere is only reserved to the likes of Biribiri, and definitely not a haughty goddess like you!"

Unknown to the others, Azazel had his jaw dropped in disbelief.

I-Impossible, that cruel war god is actually….infatuated with a human!?

"Hey, Kamijou-kun." The boy heard the voice of an old fart called him.

"Huh?"

"Just who the hell are you!?"

Needless to say, Azazel didn't get any desirable result that night.

It was already midnight, Kamijou already excused himself from Azazel's residence to catch up with the seemingly angry magic god.

Arrived at his temporary residence, he noticed that both Katase and Honoka already turned in for the night. He walked to his room and found the tiny goddess sitting on the window's edge.

"Othinus…? What's wrong?"

She turned her back at her favorite- no, her beloved human. She would admit that much.

"I...I'm sorry. That was childish of me. *sigh* I can't believe I just did that."

"No, I'm not particularly angry. I also noticed… that during the whole day- no, this whole week, you've been strangely...withdrawn. Othinus, is there something that bothers you?"

Kamijou had realized that during the whole week after the incident with Fallen Angels, Othinus was more guarded and wary with their surroundings. Not to mention that her sudden request for the heir of Sitri to train and help him adapt to the ways of this world. And the fact that the goddess was also being unusually...jealous? The boy struggled to put a more proper word for it.

"I... I have something to tell you, human."

"Yes? What is it?"

He could see Othinus inhaled a deep breath before she continued.

"Tonight….I'm leaving this place."

"Huh… Eh?" What? She wants to leave?

"And I'm afraid… I can't bring you with me."

"O...thinus?" She wants to leave...without me?

"At our current condition, we have little to zero way to protect ourselves from this world. I lost my old power, and you only have your right hand."

"And so I decided..." The tiny goddess bit her lip and clenched her hand.

"I need to go to a certain place. A place where my cursed fate had started."

She floated away from her seat, and was flying slowly toward the face of her closest person.

"I need to retrace every single step I had made in the past. Luckily the Norse Mythology still lives in this world. It would make things much easier for me."

She was getting closer to the face of her savior.

"Othinus, then that means…."

"Yes, I probably have to repeat every deed I've made and also every mistake I've-"

"NO!" The spiky-haired boy shouted at his closest confidant. His closest person.

"I won't allow it, you're….why…."

"Human…"

"I'll protect you… damn it, have you already forgotten!? We faced the entire world together before. I won't allow anyone to destroy everything we've endured and suffered together. I won't...I...won't…" He gritted his teeth in frustration.

He knew better than anyone else save for the tiny goddess on just how fucked up their current situation was. Without Othinus's old power, they wouldn't survive against anyone who would seriously try to have their heads on the platter. Last time they did it, most of the oppositions he had faced were either relented to his stubbornness or compromised with certain conditions.

And he couldn't rely on his reckless gambits anymore. He barely knew anything about this world, and not to mention the animosity from some of the higher beings against Othinus.

"I'll go with you." He only received a tender smile from the goddess, with a tinge of sadness in it.

"You can't. This is my own journey. Besides, haven't I told you before?"

She softly caressed his cheek with her tiny hand.

"Being a God is surprisingly lonely."

The boy could feel a bile, rising in his throat. He wanted to scream irrationally at her for being unreasonable.

For being so arrogant.

And more importantly, for being so selfless for his sake.

"...How long?"

"Truthfully, I'm not sure. One month is probably the best promise I can give to you right now."

"..."

The floating fairy threw a plain paper to the bed. Seconds after, a black-ish magic circle was summoned atop of it.

The tiny fairy slowly flew to the radiating circle.

"Othinus…" Her heart grew heavier by each time the boy called her name.

"Have I become...that unreliable to you?"

She felt a heavy need to grasp her own heart. She needed to deal with this before her will could vanish before she had even started.

"Hum-...Touma."

"!" His eyes were wide open in surprise.

For the first time ever, he heard her spoke his name with such tenderness.

"With each and every possibility I could think of, there is simply no easy way to deal with them. I'm sure you understand this very well too."

She flew back to her beloved person again, for the last time.

"We're going to struggle, more than what we could ever tolerate *chuckle*. I'm simply going to take back what is rightfully ours."

She could see the sight of bloodied Kamijou Touma.

"I will suffer, and you will suffer as well. We will taste our own blood. We will desperately crawl to reach our way back. That's how our fate works."

His face was mangled by the wretched Saint.

"But at the very least, I can assure you that I won't break down quite easily. You know why?"

She slowly tapped her forehead with the spiky-haired boy's.

And before he could realize what was happening, he felt an overwhelming warmth spreading across his body just by the touch alone.

"I have already found my home, with you." She floated away and gave him her most heartfelt smile that was reserved for him.

And only him.

In an instant, whatever anxiety that had consumed Kamijou just a moment ago was already replaced with assurance and conviction.

To deny her resolve would be a grave insult to both him and the goddess.

"Othinus…" And so, it was only proper that he also returned the favor.

"I'll wait for you. Even if it will get me old and wrinkled."

"So, you already say your piece to him?"

"Yes. And Sitri," The heiress was a bit startled when she saw the haughty fairy bowed to her.

"Please watch over him."

It looks like I've made the right choice. The Sitri heiress smiled inwardly.

"Then your destination, Othinus-san?"

The former magic god tipped down her hat, and covered her body with her cape.

"...Odense, Denmark."

(One week before the disappearance of Kamijou Touma and Magic God Othinus)

"Destruction of the world….not my...concern."

"That's where you wrong, Dragon God Ophis. That thing will destroy everything that exists in your realm. Including your beloved home."

"...I'll destroy it."

"And please tell me, by what means are you going to use against it? You might be one of the strongest beings from your realm, but it's irrelevant for a dweller in the Abyss such as that wretched thing."

"..."

The upside down magician smiled in amusement.

"...But perhaps I have another incentive at the table. Tell me, Dragon God Ophis…"

The stoic little girl looked at the human with her trademark empty gaze.

"Do you still remember your dearest Magic God Othinus?"

====CHAPTER END=====

And so Touma and Othinus went on their separate paths, for the time being.

Also probably will be the last chapter with drama in it for a while.

Mittelt is pretty much a one-note caricature in the original novel, so I might as well take some liberties with her character.

Special thanks to my ever helpful beta EpidemicBear.

Next chapter : And So, the Hunt Begins.