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Chapter 11

Koishi: Oh, I remember, she gets jealous over everything!

Y/N: Everything? Isn't that an exa-

???: I envy your conversation. Just because you can talk to someone doesn't mean that you have to show it to my face.

Y/N: ...Wow, couldn't you say that you envy my fashion choice instead of that?

Clearly exhausted from the battle that he went through inside the library, he shot a cold remark at the one speaking to them and pulled out his blade instinctively. The youkai beside him saw his movement and grabbed his arm to stop him from attacking her.

???: So, that's what you find the most interesting to do? Torment me because I can't leave my duty?

Y/N: Look... I'm currently having one of the worst days of my life and I'm not in the mood to argue with people. Just let us pass and we'll be fine.

Still sweating bullets at a fast rate, he tried to sound as calm as possible but compensated his impatience by tapping his foot against the ground. Not caring at all about his feelings, she showed him a grin of disdain and her eyes began glowing.

???: Sure, unless that changes your mind.

The duo facing the one performing her magic silently watched her and the first one to react was strangely enough the youkai instead of the librarian. Her eyes shone their green color a little brighter and she turned to the man, punched him in the sides with anger.

Y/N: Hey hey, what the hell are you doing?!

Koishi: I hate you! I envy your lack of understanding! Why couldn't I be just like you?!

To his confusion, he watched his previous ally being taken away by a jealousy that wasn't present a moment ago. The strings of emotions pulling her around, she shot the man with a Danmaku and forced him to dodge the attack. Meanwhile, the one who caused this was cackling to herself, not trapped alone in the shackles of her desires anymore.

Y/N: Tch! It's your fault!

He accused the girl laughing and with his hands free from Koishi's grasp, he pulled out his weapon and tried to attack her. Seeing his action from a mile away, she flew away and watched the girl attack the man. With not much time on his side, he had to do what anyone else wouldn't and turned to the bridge as an escape route.

Y/N's mind: I don't have time to lose. If she doesn't want to snap out of it, I'll do everything myself.

Running across, he fled further into the earth and the temperature kept rising, turning into a giant furnace. However, as much as he would like to stop and take a breath, he could hear the hateful words of his previous ally behind him, she was chasing him with all the hatred she could muster.

Koishi: Why couldn't I be born just like everyone?! Why do I have to be forced to hear all their voices?! You say that you're the unluckiest one, what about me?!

She was speaking her true feelings, true thoughts now forced out of her mouth due to one's curse. With such a person chasing him, the librarian aimed for the entrance of Hell and guided himself with the hot atmosphere. Enduring the heat, he finally emerged into an extremely large pocket underground with many paths leading in many directions.

Demon: Huh? What the hell is a human doing here?

One of the creatures living there asked the man who just entered and saw his sweats turning into vapor. Clutching his weapon, he aimed it at the monster who raised his voice.

Y/N: You, where are you selling the ores?

Demon: The ores? You came all the way here for some ores?

Squinting his eyes, the demon drank from a bowl and glanced around himself, making sure that nobody else could hear them.

Demon: Those people are gonna tear you to pieces, you should leave while you still can.

Y/N: ...

Frowning back, the man ignored the advice and ran forward in a hurry, running away from something. Bewildered, the drunk youkai stared at the newcomer with many questions, one of them being why someone like him needed some ores when he could get some on the surface.

Demon: Wasn't that an outsider?

His hazy thoughts tried their best to work to find an answer to that question.

Demon: ...Nah, must be one of those weird women giving him their weird clothes, they're everywhere.

Just when he said that, one of the Komeiji sisters flew through the entrance and followed where the man went.

Demon: Speaking of the devil... why are there so many women like that anyway?

With no answer, he returned to his drink, disregarding of the impending chaos that will happen soon.