Future plans?
Upon hearing Meteora question, Mamika Kirameki expression froze, and the smile on her lips slowly faded.
Letting out a sigh, her brows furrowed slightly. The cheerfulness she had just now was gone.
To be honest, she had no idea what to do next.
Whether it was rescuing Natsumi Kyouno from Altair or seeking help from Meteora and the Chikujou company—it had all been decisions made by following her heart.
However, these actions forced her into the current situation.
Not only was she now seen as a traitor by her comrades, but she had also received help from the enemy. That left her in a difficult dilemma.
"Mamika, if you really have nowhere to go, how about joining us?"
Seeing the struggle and confusion in Mamika Kirameki heart, Meteora tried to persuade her. "You understand it too, right? The Military Uniform Princess's side isn't really suitable for you."
"Exactly. Last time during the battle, you helped us. That must mean you don't agree with their ideals either, right?" Selesia also joined in the persuasion. "I don't know what kind of brainwashing that Military Uniform Princess did to you guys, but since you helped Natsumi, you should already understand she's not a good person, right?"
"That's not true. The Military Uniform Princess's goal is actually a noble one," Mamika bit her lip. "She wants to use the power of the creators to change the tragedies in our world. That's why I and the others joined her. She just… accidentally went down the wrong path."
"accidentally?"
"I think… if both sides would just give each other a chance, then we could understand one another!" Mamika said hopefully. "I have a friend over there named Alice. She's a really good person. All she wants is to change the tragic fate of her world."
"Alice? You mean the protagonist from Crimson Alicestria? Alicestria February?" Selesia raised an eyebrow. "That woman injured over twenty people at the police station and kidnapped her own creator. No one even knows whether that creator is alive or dead. And you call someone like that a good person?"
"I've always been conflicted about the use of violence, and I'm not trying to defend Alice-chan," Mamika said awkwardly, scratching her head. "But… the creator is still alive. She's just under soft confinement at their base for now."
"It's just… you see, even Natsumi punished Mr. Chikujou because of the pain she endured. And the pain and sacrifices Alice-chan suffered are even greater than Natsumi. Isn't it a bit much to expect her to stay rational under those circumstances?"
Faced with Mamika explanation, Selesia had no retort this time.
When she had first met her own creator, Matsubara Takashi, she had also felt some resentment.
Her life had been hard, filled with battles, though nothing unbearably tragic had happened. That's probably why she could barely get along with Matsubara.
But what if she had been a character from a dark fantasy story—where her country was destroyed, her family slaughtered, everything she cherished taken away…
In that case, even Selesia didn't know whether she would have chosen Meteora or the Military Uniform Princess.
"If your target is that Military Uniform Princess, I don't mind lending you a hand."
Just then, Natsumi Kyouno broke the silence, her eyes flashing coldly. "That woman attacked me without saying a word. If Mamika hadn't shown up, I'd be dead. I have to settle that score."
"Speaking of which, why did the Military Uniform Princess attack Natsumi?"
Hearing Natsumi bring up the incident, Meteora eyes involuntarily glimmered with contemplation.
"Based on her behavior so far, the Military Uniform Princess has never taken the initiative to attack other creations. Even when sparring, she never went all out—let alone fought with killing intent. Natsumi is the first one she's ever tried to completely eliminate."
No one knew the Military Uniform Princess's real identity or true goal, but one thing was certain:
That woman was strong. Extremely strong.
Meteora wasn't even sure whether the three creations on their side could defeat her, even if they fought together.
When Selesia and Meteora had descended into the real world, the Military Uniform Princess had extended an invitation to both of them. They declined.
Yet even after being rejected, she didn't try to eliminate them or convince them any further.
It was as if, whether they joined or not, it made no difference to her plans.
But Natsumi was a special case.
She wasn't invited. She was directly attacked—targeted for elimination.
Such an abnormal move suggested that Natsumi had some kind of trait that made the Military Uniform Princess view her as a threat.
"Could it be that after pulling Natsumi into reality, the Military Uniform Princess realized she couldn't control her?"
At this moment, Matsubara Takashi proposed a possibility.
"After all, compared to the other creations that have arrived in this world, Natsumi base stats and abilities are far above average."
"I know Natsumi abilities are strong," Mamika said doubtfully, "but isn't saying she far exceeds the average a bit much? She was still at a disadvantage in the fight against the Military Uniform Princess."
"It's not an exaggeration at all," Matsubara shook his head.
"Natsumi right now is less than one-tenth as powerful as she was at her peak."
Although due to his busy schedule, Matsubara had only skimmed through the Date A Live series, he claimed in front of Chikujou Company that he had read the whole thing. But he did know Natsumi abilities fairly well.
Just her Haniel, the mirror of a counterfeit witch, was already incredibly powerful.
What's more, Haniel possessed copying abilities that made her borderline overpowered.
"In the world of Date A Live, the protagonist Shido Itsuka must win over ten Spirit girls. Each one has their own unique 'Angel'—weapons like Natsumi Haniel."
Matsubara explained,
"Each Angel has powerful abilities. Haniel mirror not only alters the essence of matter but can also copy the Angels of the other Spirit girls."
He then pulled up information about the other nine Angels on his computer to explain in detail to the creations.
"She can copy all of them?"
Seeing the descriptions of one overwhelmingly powerful Angel after another, the eyes of the gathered creations nearly popped out of their heads.
"That's gotta be a joke!"