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"Nagami… what did you just say?"

True Kiana's eyes widened in shock.

The white-haired girl stared at Nagami in disbelief, unable to process his words.

She recognized every single character in that sentence—but when strung together, the meaning simply wouldn't register.

"I said—I'm going to bring your mother back from heaven."

Nagami reached out and gently pinched her soft, fair cheeks under her stunned gaze.

The sensation at his fingertips—so smooth and tender—was dangerously addictive.

"If that's still too hard to understand, then I'll put it more simply."

He could feel her body tense up in his arms, wound tight like a spring compressed to its limit.

"I'm going to bring your mother back to life."

Her pink lips parted slightly. Her sapphire-blue eyes were full of confusion.

That blank, dazed expression was so cute it almost made him laugh.

True Kiana stared at him, eyes unblinking, as a tidal wave of emotion surged through her heart.

"Na… Nagami, you… you…"

Her breathing quickened.

The initial shock was wearing off, but she still couldn't form a complete sentence.

"You still don't get it?"

Nagami smiled, warm and gentle as a spring breeze.

"To be even more clear… I'm going to resurrect Cecilia Schariac—the Saint of Shaniat."

She stared at him, stunned, and instinctively rubbed her eyes like she couldn't believe what she'd just heard.

Then realizing it was her ears doing the hearing, she shook her head to clear them instead.

Her mouth opened awkwardly like a robot with rusted joints.

Nagami couldn't help but smile mischievously.

She looked like a bugged-out version of herself right now—usually so calm, soft-spoken, and elegant around him.

This kind of flustered, cute behavior was more typical of the "bug" K423.

"Re… resurrect…?"

In an instant, True Kiana launched herself upright, now face-to-face with Nagami.

Her back arched into a graceful curve, her moonlit white hair flowing down her back, and those deep blue eyes locked straight into his like they were trying to read his soul.

Her lips parted, as if trying to say something—

"It's true. You didn't mishear me."

Nagami tilted his head up, casting a slender shadow across the moonlight.

Her delicate, porcelain face was reflected perfectly in his dark eyes.

Before she could even ask, he answered.

At this close range, her breath was warm and sweet like a summer breeze, and her scent drifted in with the night air.

In her eyes, it was as if all the starlight in the sky had condensed into a single, shining point.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time. I originally wanted it to be a surprise… but maybe I should've told you sooner. I'm sorry."

He hugged her gently, running his fingers through her silken hair.

"I'm going to travel to other worlds in search of a special kind of power—something that lets me move through time. I'll go back to the moment Cecilia died, and then—mmph!?"

His sentence was cut off.

By lips even sweeter than the ripest fruit.

Caught in a sudden kiss, Nagami's eyes widened slightly.

Reflected in them was the starry sky, her silvery hair, and the blush burning bright on her snow-white cheek. It was beautiful—dizzyingly so.

He felt her slender arms pulling him tightly into her embrace, as if trying to melt their bodies into one.

There wasn't even a hint of doubt in True Kiana. She knew—Nagami would never joke about something like this.

He could feel the softness of her lips, their warmth, the faint trembling.

Kiana's lashes fluttered as she kept her eyes down, the glow in her sapphire pupils shimmering like ripples across a deep, still lake.

Her pale, delicate face was dusted with pink, radiating a shy but irresistible charm.

What Nagami saw in her eyes wasn't just shyness—it was something deeper, something harder to name.

Something that made his heart pound in his chest.

Her sudden kiss had completely caught him off guard.

Their lips parted, breathless.

Nagami took a deep inhale, chest rising and falling.

Kiana adjusted her position, sitting up and straddling his waist, her delicate hands pressing against his chest.

Moving with a sensual, snake-like grace, she leaned down again.

"Kiana… wait, I—mmph!"

Before he could finish, she kissed him again—no hesitation, no mercy.

If the first kiss had been a hesitant trial, this one was anything but.

Now the white-haired girl wasn't content with just the surface. Her tongue slipped in, gently invading.

Nagami's pupils widened slightly as he felt the fire of True Kiana's passion ignite something in himself.

An uncontrollable impulse that surged from his chest and spread rapidly through his body.

With every passing second of their deepening kiss, his breathing became increasingly ragged.

'Bang!'

A deafening crash rang out as the bedroom door was suddenly flung open by a powerful force.

"Y-You two… what are you doing…?"

It wasn't exactly a strong shout—more like a stunned whisper.

The heiress Kiana stood slumped against the doorframe, her damp eyes wide as she stared at the couple on the balcony, still locked in a kiss.

There was confusion in her gaze… disbelief… and something that looked like resigned clarity, as if part of her had seen this coming.

"Haa… haa… What… are you doing…"

Her body felt unusually warm, her long, slender legs trembling. A strange storm of emotion churned in her chest.

The feelings she'd just synced from True Kiana nearly overwhelmed her.

She could barely keep standing.

"Say something!"

Her normally composed face flushed a vivid rose, her lips parted in breathless gasps.

The thin strap of her nightgown had slipped from one shoulder, revealing the smooth, creamy curve of her upper arm.

In the moonlight, her exposed skin gleamed like porcelain.

'What… what is this world's me doing?!'

She was losing her mind.

Everything had been going so well—she had, once again, successfully fended off that cockroach (K423).

Feeling proud and content, she'd tidied up, ready to get a good night's sleep.

Then suddenly, like a dam breaking, a flood of intense emotions surged through her, paralyzing her on the spot.

To avoid emotional resonance and mental syncing between them, she and True Kiana had specifically chosen rooms far apart.

And under normal circumstances—especially with both of them controlling their states—something like this shouldn't have happened.

Except… in times of emotional outburst…

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

She could hear it—thump, thump, thump—like drums echoing through her ribs.

The heat swelled like a tidal wave, consuming her from within.

Without thinking, she jumped out of bed and ran straight to Nagami's room.

And found it empty.

Dragging her rapidly weakening body along, she stumbled toward True Kiana's room—just barely making it before her knees gave out.

Then she saw it.

And her world crumbled.

"Ugh…!"

Nagami tried to say something, but True Kiana's tongue left no room for words.

True Kiana's blue eyes narrowed slightly.

Without breaking the kiss, she shifted her head just enough to glance at the girl now standing beside them.

A strange light flickered in her eyes—part teasing, part embarrassed.

Then, she ignored the newcomer completely and simply held Nagami tighter.

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[True Kiana]: Go back… or suffer the consequences…

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The message hit like a lightning bolt through the other girl's mind, along with a vivid flash of the thought that had just passed through True Kiana's head.

Her brain practically short-circuited.

'You… you shameless girl!!'

'You're actually thinking of…!!'

Her inner voice was practically screaming.

Staggering forward on trembling legs, she reached out and gripped True Kiana's smooth shoulder, intending to pull her away and stop this madness.

The moment they made contact, a jolt ran through her like an electric shock.

With that physical touch, not only did their feelings synchronize again—but their physical sensations merged too.

Unable to handle the emotional and sensory overload, the heiress Kiana collapsed to the floor.

Gone was the fury and embarrassment on her face.

What remained was a complicated, unreadable expression.

She saw True Kiana crying alone beneath the night sky…

She felt her overwhelming longing for a family…

She sensed the deep, hidden jealousy toward herself that True Kiana kept buried within her heart…

And then…

A black-haired boy had arrived—bringing warmth, light, and hope.

Resurrection.

Their mother… could be brought back to life.

My mother… could come back.

Two versions of the same soul from different worlds—not sisters by blood, but something even closer, bonded by shared minds and hearts.

She had always harbored complex feelings for Nagami.

Now, combined with the raw emotion synced from True Kiana's heart…

It was all becoming too much.

'No!' she screamed internally.

True Kiana, sensing her thoughts, finally paused.

Their eyes met.

Ice-blue stared into ice-blue—identical, yet each filled with wildly conflicting emotions.

"You…! What the hell are you two—!!"

Completely flustered, Nagami could only gawk as the two silver-haired girls grabbed him by the arms and dragged him to the bed.

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